Chapter 159 The pet is four years old this year (26)

Song Han, the male lead.

The plot has already started to set the stage for the heroine and the hero to get to know each other.

Shen Ci originally planned not to spoil the plot for the time being, but when she learned that Song Han was Yuan Qing's friend, she began to hesitate... A man is willing to make friends with someone, not to mention her character, but she is definitely kind-hearted.

So let Song Han approach Xu Xuanxuan who pretends to be kind, okay...

You know, children’s hearts are very easy to win over.

"Hello, Brother Song Han." Shen Ci greeted Song Han.

Seeing Shen Ci greet him, Song Han's sadness instantly disappeared and he smiled at her: "Hello, Sister Qingqing."

Yuan Qing watched the interaction between the two and felt jealous.

Brother Song Han, Brother Song Han, why does the little girl call everyone brother? And why does she call Song Han "sister" the first time she meets someone? Did she get his consent?

"Song Han, are you hungry? Let's start eating."

He untied the cloth bag, revealing the thermos bucket and insulated box inside, interrupting the interaction between the two.

Song Han didn't notice anything and nodded to him: "I'm hungry. Thank you, Brother Yuan Qing."

"It's okay, they are all small matters." Yuan Qing said.

Then he helped Song Han adjust the bed, set up the dining table for him, and placed the thermos box and the thermos bucket on the dining table.

The thermos bucket is filled with soybean and pig's trotter soup. Yuan Qing uses a high-pressure cooker, so the soybeans in this soybean and pig's trotter soup are cooked soft and the pig's trotters are stewed until they are soft and boneless.

As soon as the lid was opened, the fragrance instantly filled the entire ward.

The thermal box has two layers, the first layer is rice and the second layer is vegetables.

Today Yuan Qing made stir-fried meat with shredded potatoes, stir-fried black fungus and pickled cabbage.

Although they were all home-cooked dishes, Yuan Qing's cooking skills were excellent, and Song Han, who was already hungry, couldn't help but let out a growl in his stomach.

He quickly picked up his chopsticks and started eating, praising Yuan Qing hesitantly: "Brother Yuan Qing, you are so amazing. You are so good at cooking."

Seeing Song Han was fascinated by the food, Yuan Qing said to Shen Ci: "Qingqing, this is for Grandpa, can you go and bring him food?"

Shen Ci was unaware of his intentions. She took the bag from his hand, nodded, and then walked out of the ward.

So when Song Han was halfway through eating, he suddenly found that Shen Ciren was missing.

"Where is Sister Qingqing?" he asked.

"Grandpa hasn't eaten yet, so I asked her to bring him food." Yuan Qing said seriously.

Song Han responded disappointedly: "Oh."

"We haven't seen each other for so long. Are you not satisfied that my brother accompanies you for dinner?"

Yuan Qing's tone was the same as usual, but Song Han felt a chill.

"No, Brother Yuan Qing, I just think that Sister Qingqing is too small and it would be hard for her to carry the bag." Song Han said.

"Do you think she is you, nine years old and can't even carry a school bag?"

Song Han: "..."

Although what he said was true, he was well-read. And why did he feel that his brother Yuan Qing's tone was unfriendly and contained hidden meanings?

Oh, you’ve been overthinking it. Let’s eat. Brother Yuan Qing is not that kind of person.

"Brother, have you eaten?" Song Han asked while eating.

"I ate it." Yuan Qing said.

"Oh, brother, what's going on with sister Qingqing? How come there is suddenly a younger sister?" Song Han thought of his dream and couldn't help asking.

"Just know that I will have a sister in the future. Don't ask me anything else, and don't ask her."

Yuan Qing didn't tell Song Han, not because she was jealous, but because it was the little girl's private matter, mixed with the little girl's painful memories.

As a sign of respect, he should not discuss it with others, nor should he let others filter sympathy towards the little girl.

Sympathy is well-intentioned, but sometimes it can turn into bad intention.

The same goes for asking Song Han not to ask.

Why bother poking at the little girl's wounds? After hearing this, I felt guilty.

Song Han pursed his lips: "Brother, why?"

"No reason. Why do you want to know about her? You and Qingqing just met for the first time." Yuan Qing said.

"That's why I'm curious." Song Han said.

"Put away your curiosity. If you dare to dance in front of her, I will make you pay for it." Yuan Qing said with a cold face.

Seeing that he was angry, Song Han was a little disappointed: "Okay, I got it."

"Auntie is very worried about you. She is booking a flight ticket now and will probably be here tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Yuan Qing changed the subject.

"Ah, brother, can you lend me a cell phone? Why is she coming? I'm not seriously injured." Song Han wailed when he heard that his mother was coming.

"She's just worried about you. You got into a car accident and she was indifferent to it. You should have cried." Yuan Qing shook his head. This kid really doesn't know how lucky he is.

"But now that she's here, what can she do? Can I get better all of a sudden? The most important thing is, she will definitely nag me endlessly and won't let me go out far away alone in the future. Brother, can you lend me a cell phone so I can call her!" If it weren't for his injured leg, Song Han would have wanted to throw himself at Yuan Qing and beg him to soften his heart.

In fact, Song Han himself had a cell phone, but after he woke up, his clothes were changed, so naturally his cell phone was gone.

"Okay, I'll go ask grandpa to lend it to you." Yuan Qing was annoyed by him and said to compromise.

At this moment, he finally knew why he liked the little girl, because the other children were too annoying.

"Thank you, brother." Song Han said to Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing stood up and went to the clinic to find Mr. Yuan.

At this time, there are not many patients in the clinic and Mr. Yuan is having a meal.

Shen Ci sat next to him, chatting with the old man.

"Grandpa, Song Han wants to borrow your cell phone to call his mother." After Yuan Qing came in, he spoke directly to his grandfather.

Yuan Laoyezi responded: "Okay."

When I went to get the phone, I suddenly thought: "The child has a phone, and the nurse used it to call his family. Go to the nurse's front desk and ask your sister Zhang for both phones and return them to them."

"I forgot." Yuan Qing just remembered this and walked out.

Shen Ci looked at him, stood up and wanted to catch up.

Yuan Qing stopped and said, "Qingqing, you stay with Grandpa in the clinic, okay?"

Shen Ci then realized that something was wrong with Yuan Qing: "What's wrong, brother?"

"It's nothing. You just stay with grandpa in the clinic," Yuan Qing said.

Unable to figure out what he was thinking, Shen Ci reluctantly agreed: "Okay then."

When Master Yuan heard him admonish Shen Ci, he laughed: "You little brat!"

Yuan Qing raised his eyes, glared at him, and then left.

After he left, Mr. Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "This kid."

"What's wrong with my brother?" Shen Ci asked Old Man Yuan.

Old Master Yuan patted her head and said, "Your brother Qingqing is jealous."

"Jealous?" Shen Ci's eyebrows raised.

"Yes, he is afraid that you will play with that brother and stop playing with him." As his grandson, Grandpa Yuan knows his thoughts very well.