"What's the smell?" Shao Qing lowered her head and sniffed, always feeling a faint floral fragrance, very light, with an indescribable faint sweetness.
Xiao Baozi almost jumped up at the time. His eyes were staring like bull's eyes. As soon as his eyes rolled, he rolled on the bed: "Ma Ma, baby has a stomachache..."
Shao Qing didn't have the mind to study where the scent in the water came from, and hurriedly went over to rub his stomach for his son. Qin Zixi clasped his teeth and leaned in, wringing his brows and said, "Did you eat something wrong? "
Others don't know, but Shao Qing is very clear. Xiao Baozi's physique is half human and half zombie. How can it be so easy to eat bad stomach
She rubbed her belly for the little bun, and the wrong things in her mind instantly connected together. In fact, with her mind, she could find the wrong thing early, but she was a mother, and when her child was sick, her mind was already confused. , So I have never found Xiao Baozi's clumsy lie.
Shao Qing didn't realize it until Qin Zixi spoke. She looked at the little bun, then at Qin Zixi, and then whispered, "Xiaoxi, can I trouble you to boil some hot water? I want to fill the baby with a hot water bottle."
Qin Zixi responded, put Yaya on the head of the bed, and then went out.
Xiao Baozi was keenly aware that something was wrong, and he was holding the quilt very nervously. Shao Qing didn't speak, but looked at him quietly, until Xiao Baozi curled up again, and looked up at Shao Qing with a guilty conscience. Shao Qingcai Asked: "Stomach hurts?"
The little bun nodded and shook his head quietly. His pitiful appearance was very distressing. Shao Qing resisted the distress in his heart, knelt down, and asked him in a low voice: "What's in the water?"
Xiao Baozi shook and stuffed himself into the quilt. Shao Qing poked him and asked again: "What's in the water?"
The little bun kept stuffing himself into the bed, and refused to raise his head until Shao Qing asked the third time: "What's in the water?"
The little bun raised his head, his eye circles were red, he choked and said, "The cook..."
"What kind of rice to cook?" Shao Qing hardened his heart and continued to ask. The little buns smoked and said: "Cooked rice..." As he said, he began to cry: "The baby doesn't want Brother Xiaoxi to go, and doesn't want to be separated from Brother Xiaoxi, and has to be a family member with Brother Xiaoxi. Once the raw rice is cooked, Brother Xiaoxi won't leave..."
Shao Qing’s mouth twitched, and she really understood the cooking method that Xiao Baozi said. She was actually very angry, because Xiao Baozi did all this without telling her. She was a little sad.
She spared her life, and the son who gave birth, the son who was brought up, had to calculate her instead, and her heart was not only a little bit cold, but also a little bit painful.
But watching Xiao Baozi cry so sad, Shao Qing began to think about her own problems in turn, did she do something wrong? She thought that she had protected the little buns very well and that she could make the little buns grow up healthily and happily, but she ignored that he is a child, and a child needs a childhood.
But Xiao Baozi followed her around every day, especially at the very beginning of the last days, running around, living in no fixed place, and perilous, every day wandering on the edge of life and death.
He has no toys, no friends, no little playmates of his own, but he is well-behaved and sensible. He has never asked her for anything or asked for anything.
His only friend is a rabbit, so he has always been very good to Yaya, and when he gets Yaya, he is like a treasure.