Sheng An Ning thought about what Zhou Chaoyang said, that she had other things to do, so maybe she was delayed by other things.
And she saw that there were no three children in the living room: "Mom, where are Zhou Shixun and the children?"
Zhong Wenqing pointed upstairs and said, "They are upstairs. The three little ones are clinging to their daddy. When Shi Xun said he wanted to write some materials, the three kids cried and wanted to follow him. Aren't they all upstairs now?"
Sheng An Ning went upstairs with a smile, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Zhou Shixun sitting in the middle of the bed, with the three children sitting in a row opposite him very obediently.
Zhou Shixun was telling stories to the three little ones with a picture book.
It's a palm-sized storybook with pictures on the top and only one or two lines of text on the bottom.
Sheng An Ning was quite curious. Zhou Shixun could tell stories? She leaned over to take a look. It turned out to be about the Underground Warfare: "Can they understand what you are saying?"
What's more, she didn't believe that Zhou Shixun would tell stories with emotion. Every time she told stories to the three little ones, her expression and tone were very vivid, but what was the result? None of the three listened quietly, either scratching her eyes, scratching her mouth, or torturing her hair.
It's impossible to sit still like this.
Zhou Shixun didn’t find it difficult at all: “I was halfway through my talk, and they just sat there and looked very happy.”
Sheng An Ning looked at the three children again, and sure enough, they were clapping their hands and giggling, or holding their heads with their hands and staring at their father.
She understood that it was not the children who were interested in the story, but they just wanted to watch their father.
Smiling, she took off her coat, went over to hug Zhou Shixun, deliberately kissed him hard on the face, and hugged his neck tightly, looking at the three little guys provocatively: "This is mine, you can't take it away."
An An was not happy at first, she let out a cry, and ran over quickly to push Sheng An Ning, preventing her from hugging her father.
Zhou Zhou and Mo Mo just sat there laughing and shouting at Sheng An Ning, expressing their great dissatisfaction.
Sheng An Ning teased the three children deliberately, and finally threw all three children onto the bed and tickled them.
Children have a lot of ticklish spots, and touching them will make them giggle.
Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng An Ning and the three children with a smile in his eyes, and pulled Sheng An Ning: "Don't put pressure on An An."
Sheng An Ning immediately became unhappy and went over to push Zhou Shixun down. The three children also crawled over and made a mess.
When the family of five was having a great time, Zhong Wenqing suddenly shouted from outside: "Shi Xun, Changfeng is missing, go look for him quickly."
Sheng An Ning quickly sat up: "How could it be gone? It was sitting by the window when I came back just now."
Zhou Shixun had already packed his clothes and was walking out.
Zhong Wenqing opened the door and walked in: "I went to the kitchen to help just now, and Changfeng was left alone in the living room. I came out to get something and didn't notice him. Later, he disappeared. We have already looked for him downstairs. Did he run out?"
Zhou Shixun hurried downstairs. Sheng Anning felt that Lu Changfeng was most likely the one who ran away. After all, Zhou Chaoyang, who always came back on time, had not come back yet. He might have run to find Zhou Chaoyang foolishly.
She carried the two children, Zhong Wenqing carried An An downstairs, and Zhou Shixun had already gone out.
Zhou Hongyun had also put on his cotton coat: "I'll go out and look for him too. I don't know if he knows the way or not. If he keeps running around, he'll be caught if he runs to a place where he can't go any further."
Zhong Wenqing urged: "Hurry up, this kid didn't even wear a coat when he went out, but at least he remembered to change into cotton shoes."
It’s worrying just thinking about it. In this cold winter, if this silly child runs around, he might catch a cold.
Zhou Chaoyang went to Xidan to buy clothes, and also went to an alley to find a fortune teller named Liu Banxian. It was rumored that this man was very powerful and could not only tell fortunes but also treat illnesses.
She just wanted to ask Liu Banxian whether there were high chances of recovery in a situation like Lu Changfeng's.
But I didn't expect that this half-immortal in folk legends was actually very popular. Many people came secretly to see him for medical treatment and fortune-telling. There were even people guarding the door and only letting people in after asking clear questions.
After entering, you have to queue up. A small room is filled with small stools, and the room is packed with people.
Zhou Chaoyang thought it would be over soon, but after waiting for more than two hours, the crowds didn't decrease, and it was getting darker.
This made Zhou Chaoyang feel very unreliable. How could it be so slow to diagnose a disease?
But I felt reluctant to leave like this. Since so many people came here secretly, it meant that this Liu Banxian must know something.
With this mentality of wanting to leave but not wanting to, she waited until it was completely dark, but it was still not her turn.
Zhou Chaoyang's patience was exhausted. Finally, he thought, forget it. Isn't she just bored? Sheng Anning studied medicine, and she still believed in these crooked ways. If Sheng Anning and Mu Xiaowan knew about this, they would definitely laugh to death.
I finally made up my mind to go out. It was already dark outside and there were few people on the street.
Zhou Chaoyang glanced at the time and cursed the national quintessence. Damn it, what was wrong with her to come out and waste so much time.
I quickly ran to catch the bus, and when I got off in a hurry, I remembered that there was a roasted sweet potato stall on North Street, which sold particularly delicious roasted sweet potatoes.
Coming back so late, Lu Changfeng must still be waiting for her. She felt a little guilty, so she went to buy some roasted sweet potato to appease him.
When she passed by, the old man who was roasting sweet potatoes was leaning against the door of the store, warming himself by the fire in the faint light coming from the store.
There was a person squatting next to the old man. He was wearing thin clothes and was curled up, warming his hands by the stove and shivering.
Zhou Chaoyang was stunned for a moment, then shouted in surprise: "Lu Changfeng? Lu is seven years old?"
Lu Changfeng stood up when he heard the familiar voice. When he saw Zhou Chaoyang, he immediately ran over with grievance: "Sister, where have you been? Why don't you go home?"
Zhou Chaoyang understood instantly that Lu Changfeng saw that she had not returned home after dark, so he sneaked out to look for her, but got lost and ran to the roasted sweet potato uncle.
If she hadn't had a sudden idea and ran over to buy roasted sweet potatoes, she wouldn't have met Lu Changfeng.
She quickly held Lu Changfeng's hands, which were as cold as stone, and put on his cotton gloves without saying a word: "Why didn't you wait for me at home? If you ran away, where would I find you? Besides, why didn't you know how to wear clothes when you went out? If you caught a cold, I would have to send you to the hospital and make you drink very bitter medicine."
I felt angry, sad, and helpless.
Lu Changfeng pouted and said aggrievedly: "It's already dark and my sister hasn't come home yet."
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