Xiao Junhe reached out to grab it, and Wen Qiao instructed him: "Grab the back and press hard. Even if the lobster struggles, don't be afraid and don't let go."
Xiao Junhe tried to catch it several times, but the lobster's tail was very strong and kept bouncing around. Finally, he caught it and threw it into the bucket.
He seemed to have accomplished something remarkable, and said excitedly, "Sister, I caught it."
Wen Qiao gave him a thumbs up: "Jun Heke is really amazing."
Xiao Junhe squatted beside her obediently, acting as a qualified assistant. Finally, Wen Qiao let him fish by himself. Lobsters are much easier to catch than fish, and Xiao Junhe quickly got the hang of it. In an hour, he caught a small bucket of fish.
Xiao Junhe was very excited. Wen Qiao stood up and stretched: "Let's go back and deal with the lobster."
Xiao Junhe followed Wen Qiao back happily.
Wen Qiao could feel his happiness and felt that what he was doing was finally meaningful.
After returning, the two of them processed the lobster together. Wen Qiao's hand was pinched by the lobster claws twice, and Jun He was also pinched several times. Screams were heard from the kitchen from time to time.
After a while, the two of them started laughing again.
"Stop it, let me do it." Aunt Qin kept muttering as she watched. These two people didn't look like they were cut out for work.
Wen Qiao pulled Xiao Junhe out of the kitchen and saw that several of their fingers were swollen from the lobster, but fortunately they were not broken.
Aunt Qin cooked the crayfish in two flavors: garlic and spicy. The crayfish didn't make it to the next day's sun and were eaten as a midnight snack that night.
They ate crayfish while watching cartoons. Xiao Junhe pulled Wen Qiao after taking a shower and said, "Sister, don't leave."
"Well, no, go to sleep."
“If only I could live here forever.”
Wen Qiao touched his head and said, "You will live here forever from now on. No one will beat you, make you kneel, or even deprive you of food."
Xiao Junhe held her hand and fell asleep quickly.
Wen Qiao took his pulse again. Xiao Liangyan said that the child would not live to be eighteen years old. After taking his pulse, he found that his five internal organs were indeed slowly failing. It was probably due to deficiencies in the womb. Not only did the child have certain intellectual problems, but his health was not very good either.
It’s all Yao Qiwen’s fault. She brought this child into the world but couldn’t take responsibility for his life.
Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little heavy-hearted. He had already started thinking about how to save the child to the best of his ability.
Just as he returned to the room, he heard footsteps outside the door and the doorknob turned. Wen Qiao became a little alert, but it was Fu Nanli who pushed the door open.
She breathed a sigh of relief and walked over: "Why are you here so late?"
He drove an hour from the company.
"Aren't you a bed-sitter?"
Wen Qiao was somewhat touched: "It's okay, I didn't sleep well tonight, but I'll get used to it tomorrow."
"You go to sleep, I'll take a shower."
Wen Qiao lay on the bed. After a while, she was hugged from behind. The faint smell of mint shower gel penetrated her nose. She turned over and snuggled into his arms. It was still most comfortable to sleep with him in her arms.
Fu Nanli kissed her gently on the forehead and hugged her tightly.
Not only did his Qiao'er need other people's blood, she also helped everyone who donated blood to her.
This is probably called mutual redemption.
Late at night…
In the huge flat, Xu Lu sat on a high stool smoking and drinking whiskey. She had wanted to fire two girls who had slandered her before, but failed.
Although Yao Zhangmu gave her pretty good resources, she was never able to do whatever she wanted like other actresses with financial sponsors, and her ambition gradually grew.
However, she recently discovered a secret about Yao Zhangmu, that is, he was very likely involved in a money laundering film production project.
(End of this chapter)