No, it's too heavy!
Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore, looked at Shen Zhiyi beside him, wanted to cry but said without tears: "Third brother, come on, I can't carry it on my back."
The old man Shen reprimanded angrily, "You are too useless, kid? You can't memorize your niece at such a young age! It seems that you usually lack exercise!"
Even a girl can't carry her back, this is too worthless!
Shen Zhile put Fubao back on the bed, and said injustice: "No, grandpa, it's not the first time I carry Fubao. Every time I carried her before, I felt very relaxed, but today I just can't carry it. Today she is very heavy, like... like two people!"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the old couple changed.
The two looked at each other, and old man Shen lowered his voice nervously, "Old woman, my daughter is like this now, could it be... Could it be that she was entangled in something unclean?"
"Nonsense! What age is it now, why are you still so superstitious? My daughter is so nice, she has never done anything wrong, how could she be entangled with that kind of thing?" Mrs. Shen's breath was unsteady. Although she said so, she was also suspicious in her heart.
Shen Zhiyi also tried to recite Fubao, but he didn't move.
He also said with a sad face: "Grandma, the fourth child is right, Fubao is very heavy, and I can't carry it! What should I do?"
The two tall and strong young boys couldn't carry it on their backs, which really scared the old couple. Could it be that something really entangled the daughter
Old man Shen hurriedly stepped forward to look at Fu Bao, her eyes were still tightly closed, her long eyelashes covered her fair and tender skin, her usually pink face was completely devoid of blood, it was really worrying and frightening.
Outside the hotel, Shen Zhishu found the car, but after waiting for a while, no one came down, so he came up anxiously, "Why haven't you carried Fubao on your back? The car has already arrived!"
Shen Zhile was also too anxious, and said with a bitter face, "Brother, we want to recite it, but we can't!"
"I can't carry it, why?" Shen Zhishu strode over in amazement, and was about to carry Fu Bao without saying a word, only to find that she was really heavy, and he couldn't even carry it. Even if I picked it up, I couldn't walk, as if I would fall to the ground at any moment.
At this time, Long Xiao came back from the outside, he went out early in the morning to buy crystal shrimp dumplings, this was specially bought for Fu Bao. When eating yesterday, he found that she liked to eat this, and he ate three or four in a row.
Last night, I heard Shen Zhishu accidentally say that the most authentic dim sum in Guangcheng is not in the hotel, but in a small shop two streets away from here. The bun dim sum made there is the most authentic Guangcheng taste, especially the crystal shrimp dumpling, which is the most popular, and you may not be able to buy it in the morning.
So he went out early, and when he found the store, there was already a long queue at the door. Long Xiao didn't expect that he would queue up one day just to buy a shrimp dumpling.
However, thinking that he bought it for Fu Bao, he was willing and willing to do so.
However, when he came back after buying shrimp dumplings, he saw the whole family gathered around the room, and the atmosphere of heavy anxiety continued to spread.
Long Xiao's face darkened, and he walked in immediately. When he saw Fu Bao who was sick on the bed, he frowned suddenly, "What's going on?"
His voice was cold, with a terrifying sense of oppression, Shen Zhile actually shivered, "Fu Bao is sick, we want to send her to the hospital, but... for some reason, we can't carry her on my back!"
(end of this chapter)