Chapter 371 Sit down, I'll feed you.
It's clear that she can't hold a spoon.
"Maybe we should forget about it." Fu Siyan put her hand down. "I'm not eating. You should go back to your room and rest."
Shen Qingshu stared at him, "Fu Siyan, you're playing the victim."
Having his little scheme exposed, Fu Siyan lowered his eyes and cleared his throat awkwardly, "You saw through me."
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment before sighing, "Never mind, you're still taking anti-inflammatory medication, you really should drink some porridge."
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan suddenly looked at her, his gaze intense.
Shen Qingshu urged, "Sit down, I'll feed you."
Fu Siyan's brow twitched; he couldn't believe that Shen Qingshu was actually going to feed him.
He immediately went to the bedside and sat down.
Shen Qingshu walked over, picked up the bowl of white porridge, scooped up a spoonful with a soup spoon, and held it to his lips.
Fu Siyan immediately opened his mouth and leaned in—
Shen Qingshu's brow twitched, and she immediately pulled the spoon back.
The man paused, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
Shen Qingshu frowned. "You need to blow on it first. This porridge is freshly cooked and very hot."
Fu Siyan chuckled softly, "Alright."
Shen Qingshu had no idea what he was laughing at. She glanced at him and handed him the soup spoon again.
The man stared intently at Shen Qingshu with his deep eyes, his thin lips slightly parted. He listened as she blew on the porridge before putting the spoonful into his mouth.
At thirty-four years old, I never imagined I would receive such treatment in my lifetime.
Saving face and such things are no longer important.
For Fu Siyan, being able to eat porridge personally fed by A-Shu during his lifetime was enough to make him feel no regrets even in death.
Shen Qingshu tried her best not to look into his eyes, keeping her head down and staring at the bowl and spoon, like an assembly line worker, feeding Fu Siyan mouthful after mouthful of white porridge.
Soon, the small bowl of white rice porridge was empty.
Shen Qingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put the empty bowl into the plate, picked up the plate, and glanced at him quickly, "You should get some rest."
As she turned to leave, the man behind her said again, "I haven't washed up yet."
Shen Qingshu paused, turned to look at the man with a calm expression, and raised an eyebrow slightly, "Fu Siyan, you don't even need me to brush your teeth for you, do you?"
"No need for that," Fu Siyan said with a smile. "I just wanted to ask if you have any mouthwash?"
"I'll have Sister Yun bring it up for you."
"good."
Shen Qingshu asked, "Is there anything else I can help with?"
Fu Siyan thought for a moment and said, "Please have Sister Yun bring me a pair of waterproof plastic gloves as well."
Shen Qingshu frowned, her gaze sweeping over his hands.
I instantly understood his intention.
She nodded slightly. "Okay, I'll have Sister Yun get you extra-large gloves."
With such thick bandages wrapped around it, you probably wouldn't be able to get it on without extra-large gloves.
Fu Siyan was momentarily embarrassed, then replied gently, "Okay."
"Then I'll go downstairs." Shen Qingshu said, turning around and walking out.
Fu Siyan gazed at her retreating figure, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
...
When Shen Qingshu took the bowl downstairs, Aunt Yun was tidying up in the kitchen.
Shen Qingshu walked into the kitchen and put the empty bowl into the sink.
Sister Yun looked at her, her eyes filled with a smile.
Shen Qingshu felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze.
"Sister Yun, please don't look at me like that, I'm not used to it."
Aunt Yun chuckled and said, "I noticed that Miss Shen's cheeks are quite red."
Shen Qingshu subconsciously touched her cheek. "The Chinese medicine that Uncle Jin prescribed for me this time includes herbs to regulate qi and blood. Maybe it's because I drank the Chinese medicine that my qi and blood have improved."
"Yes!" Aunt Yun saw through it but didn't say anything, giving the young man some face.
"Fu Siyan needs mouthwash and a pair of extra-large waterproof plastic gloves. Could you take them up to him later?" After saying that, Shen Qingshu turned and walked away. "I'm going back to my room to sleep."
"Alright, I'll take it up to Mr. Fu as soon as I'm done!"
...
Back in her room, Shen Qingshu closed the door, leaned against it, and let out a heavy sigh.
My heart was pounding wildly.
She raised her hand and touched her cheek.
It is indeed a bit hot...
She washed her face in the bathroom, then turned off the light and lay down on the bed.
That night, Shen Qingshu tossed and turned, and finally drifted off to sleep late into the night.
I slept without any dreams.
In the early morning, Shen Qingshu turned over and opened her eyes to find that it was already 8:30.
The cheerful laughter of children could be heard from downstairs.
Today is Saturday, so the two children don't need to go to kindergarten.
Shen Qingshu lay on her back, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while.
Five minutes later, she sat up, threw back the covers, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom to wash up...
...
On the first floor, the children's innocent voices, like happy little birds, chirped and chattered almost non-stop.
This morning at seven o'clock, after Nian'an and Xiao Anning brushed their teeth and changed their clothes, they held hands and went downstairs together.
Upon entering the living room, the siblings were overjoyed to see Fu Siyan sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper!
However, they soon discovered that Fu Siyan's hands were wrapped in thick gauze.
Although the children are young, they know how to care for their fathers. Each child holds one of their fathers' hands, pouts their little mouths, and blows air hard, making "whoosh whoosh" sounds.
His adorable appearance amused Sister Yun and Zhang Yun, who were passing by.
The brother and sister pressed Fu Siyan on how he injured his hand.
Fu Siyan only said, "It was an accidental injury, it will be fine in a few days."
As an eyewitness, Tan Yiyi couldn't help but tell her two children that their father was injured while protecting their mother, which is called "hero saving the beauty"!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Anning's big eyes sparkled, and she covered her mouth with her hand, letting out a sweet, childlike exclamation: "Wow, then Daddy is Mommy's hero!"
Upon hearing his daughter's words, Fu Siyan couldn't help but chuckle.
"Daddy is so amazing!" Nian'an looked at her father with eyes full of admiration. "I want to grow up quickly and be as tall as Daddy so that we can be Mommy and Xiao Anning's heroes together!"
"Great! Great!" Little Anning clapped her hands and cheered, "Then from now on, our family will have two great heroes to protect me and Mom!"
Fu Siyan smiled, looking at her two adorable children, feeling warmer and warmer the more she looked at them.
Because Fu Siyan was injured, the two children, despite their young age, took on the task of caring for him.
At the dining table, Xiao Anning held the soup spoon to her lips, blew on it, and then held it to Fu Siyan's lips. "Daddy, your hand hurts, let me feed you breakfast. Come on, ah~~~"
Fu Siyan: "..."
Nian'an handed over a peeled hard-boiled egg, saying, "Dad, eggs are nutritious."
Fu Siyan: "..."
Sister Yun came out of the kitchen carrying freshly steamed dumplings. When she saw this scene, she couldn't stop smiling.
"Mr. Fu is so lucky to have two filial children at such a young age."
Fu Siyan can be shameless in front of Shen Qingshu, but only in front of Shen Qingshu.
At this moment, in front of the two children and Aunt Yun, he was too embarrassed to open his mouth and wait to be fed.
He cleared his throat, his voice low and gentle, "Thank you. Even though Dad's hands are bandaged, I can still hold the spoon. I'll do it myself."
Fu Siyan took the soup spoon from his daughter's hand, and to prove it to her, he even scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge and drank it.
She can indeed use a spoon to eat by herself.
Afterwards, Fu Siyan used a fork to hold the boiled egg and took a bite of it under Nian An's watchful gaze.
Nian'an was relieved and focused on eating her meal.
Little Anning looked at her father and said in a sweet, childish voice, "Daddy, you need to eat more, eat your fill, so your injury will heal faster~"
Fu Siyan was touched by his daughter's kindness and replied with a smile, "Okay, Daddy eats more, and Xiao Anning eats too."
"Mmm~" Little Anning nodded her head, picked up her cartoon spoon, and obediently ate her meal.
Shen Qingshu stood aside and silently watched Fu Siyan interact with his two daughters.
Although the man's fingers, wrapped in gauze, were not very dexterous, they were still perfectly capable of holding a spoon and a knife and fork.
Clearly, this man still felt somewhat burdened in front of his two children.
Shen Qingshu recalled that last night, when he played the victim and asked her to feed him, he wasn't as concerned about saving face as he is now.
The woman's lips curled slightly, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes.
Then, she walked over and stood behind Fu Siyan.
Her gaze fell on the man's hand holding the soup spoon, and her voice slowly rang out: "You're holding the spoon and fork quite well, aren't you?"
Fu Siyan paused abruptly, “…”
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