"Mom, don't cry, Xiaobao doesn't feel any pain."
After returning home, Xiao Yong, who had been held in his mother's arms, found that his mother was crying, so he raised his little hand to wipe her tears.
Seeing that her youngest son was so sensible, Su Miaomiao curled the corners of her mouth and asked with a loving smile.
"Xiaobao, are you scared today?"
Xiao Yong shook his head, blinked his big eyes, and said innocently.
"I'm not afraid. My uncle, brothers and sisters, as well as my father and mother, all protect me. As long as you are here, I'm not afraid of anything, not even ghosts."
In Xiao Yong's world, ghosts are the scariest things in the world.
After hearing this, Su Miaomiao couldn't help but feel fortunate that as Xiao Yong's family, they gave Xiao Yong enough sense of security.
The door creaked open and Zhang Xing walked in holding a small bowl.
There is a paste-like substance in the bowl, which looks sticky.
It goes without saying that this must be the medicine Zhang Xing prepared for Xiao Yong.
Zhang Xing has been in a bad mood ever since he experienced the incident with Yang Xiaohua.
He walked directly in front of Xiao Yong, his face gloomy but his tone gentle.
"Xiaobao, show your arm to uncle."
Xiao Yong stretched out his arm obediently.
During this period, Su Miaomiao took care of him and he was not as thin as before, and his arms had a lot more flesh than before.
Zhang Xing helped him adjust the angle of his arm and said.
"Xiaobao, put your arm down and don't move. Uncle will apply some medicine on you. It's icy cold and you won't feel the pain in a while."
"Well, uncle, you do it, I promise I won't move."
"Well, Xiaobao is so good."
Zhang Xing lowered his eyes and applied medicine to Xiao Yong carefully. He sighed and complained to himself.
"If only it were winter, even if there were no ice, they could just pick up a cool stone outside. But they had to do this to the child's head in this hot weather. Yang Xiaohua and her son deserve to die."
When mentioning Yang Xiaohua and her son, Zhang Xing gritted his teeth in anger.
This time he was really angry.
He hadn't been this angry in a long time.
"You want ice. You want something cool to cool Xiaobao, right?"
Su Miaomiao hadn't thought of this before, but now she was reminded by Zhang Xing's words, and her tone was urgent.
When Zhang Xing heard her words, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slightly.
"Yes, it would be better if you apply ice to the baby's head."
Su Miaomiao's eyes lit up and she said with a smile on her face.
"I have a solution. Please wait for me for a moment."
After Su Miaomiao finished speaking, she put Xiaobao down and went out.
She went straight to another empty room.
She hasn't used the opportunity to trade with the system today. She usually keeps the trading opportunity in reserve to deal with emergencies like today.
After entering the room, she lay down on the kang and immediately entered the supermarket transaction system.
There were no ice packs in the supermarket, so she hesitated for a moment and then bought a box of frozen popsicles.
There are sixteen small bags in a box, and each bag contains four popsicles of different flavors.
They are strawberry, grape, peach and pineapple flavors.
She took two bags of popsicles from the box and stored the rest in the magical space.
She came back to reality, climbed up from the kang, and returned to the children's room with two bags of ice popsicles.
When she returned, Zhang Xing had just finished applying medicine to Xiao Yong's arm. Zhang Xing and the children were a little curious when they saw the popsicle in her hand.
Zhang Xing asked.
"Sister-in-law, what are you holding in your hand?"
"This is a popsicle, frozen. You can eat it, and you can also use it to give Xiaobao an ice compress."
Zhang Xing took a bag and the cool touch immediately spread across his palm.
He said with a look of surprise.
"Sister-in-law, you are amazing. You can get ice even in the hot summer. That's great. I'll go find a piece of cloth."
Zhang Xing stuffed the popsicle back into Su Miaomiao's hand and hurried out of the room.
In less than a minute, Zhang Xing hurried back.
He wrapped the whole bag of popsicles with the cloth in his hand and placed it on the swollen area on Xiao Yong's head.
He asked expectantly.
"Xiaobao, is this comfortable? Do you feel better?"
Xiaobao nodded happily.
"It feels better now. It doesn't hurt as much anymore."
Xiao Yong is now the focus of the whole family's attention. When everyone heard that he didn't feel any pain anymore, they all smiled.
"Mom, you just said that popsicles are edible. Is that true?"
Su Miaomiao's attention was all on Xiao Yong. When she heard Xiao Yong's words, she realized that her youngest son had been staring at the popsicle in her hand. Looking at his eager look, he must be greedy.
The child has suffered so much today, and his desire to eat must be satisfied.
Su Miaomiao immediately tore open the package, took out four popsicles, and said.
"It's real, you can eat it, I'll give it to you now."
"There are four flavors here," she said, pointing to the different flavors of popsicles. "This one is grape, the red one is strawberry, the white one is peach, and the yellow one is pineapple."
She said looking towards the children.
"Who wants pineapple flavor?"
"Mom, I want pineapple flavor."
The eldest brother Xiao Jing was the first to respond.
Xiao Jing had never eaten pineapple and didn't even know what a pineapple was. She simply thought the yellow one looked nice and felt it should taste good too.
When Su Miaomiao saw her eldest daughter raise her hand, she broke her pineapple-flavored popsicle in half.
"Okay, then give half of the pineapple popsicle to my eldest daughter."
As she spoke, she handed half of it to Xiao Jing and asked again.
"Anyone want pineapple flavor?"
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