Instantly, the feeling of guilt intensified.
"Uncle?" she called out cautiously.
Ye Chenyang was in so much pain that he kept hissing and drooling.
"Hiss... hiss..."
The little boy looked too afraid to look any longer and turned his head slightly away.
"Uncle, would you like Tuanzi to help you sit down?"
"No, I don't want to move right now!"
It hurts to breathe, let alone move my whole body. I'd better wait and see.
Ye Wanying watched her son over there, feeling incredibly guilty, yet unable to help him. Her lips trembled slightly.
"Hey, son, you're here."
When the little boy heard his mother calling him, he didn't stay where he was.
After the little man passed by, Ye Wanying also got up:
I still feel sorry for my younger brother!
After all, the fall was quite severe!
When she got to her younger brother, she asked, "Are you sure the bones are okay?"
The person, whose saliva was visibly drooling from the pain, shook their head with great difficulty.
"Thankfully, no bones were broken, but it hurts quite a bit."
"I'm afraid the people on the first floor can hear the noise."
Therefore, pain is definitely inevitable.
To wipe her son's bottom, Ye Wanying squatted down and reached out her hand:
"Don't sit on the ground, get up, I'll help you over."
The worst pain was probably over by now. After his sister spoke, Ye Chenyang instinctively reached out and placed his hand on Ye Wanying's wrist.
"You should still be careful. Tell me if it hurts too much."
"Tch, you think you can carry me on your back?"
hehe.
Teenagers in their rebellious phase are really, really annoying.
Good words, once they come out of their mouths, are distorted into who-knows-where.
"Carry you on my back? You wish! Hurry up, what are you dawdling for?"
Ye Chenyang finally learned his lesson. After all, he was very aware of his older sister's other side and dared not act tough or helpless in front of her.
Ye Wanying helped the person up and started walking, but the size of her steps matched the speed of Ye Chenyang beside her.
Along the short journey, someone's wails could be heard continuously.
When he finally sat down on the sofa, he let out a long sigh.
However, it really does hurt less and less, and now I can slowly move around.
Ye Wanying sat to the side, her gaze fixed on her son:
"Honey, go wash some fruit."
"Okay, Mommy, Tuanzi will go right away."
The fruit at home isn't as plentiful as it used to be. The ones my sisters-in-law brought as a token of our appreciation were all bought at the market, and they tasted rather unripe.
There was no other choice but to make do with what we had to eat.
The little boy ran to the cabinet, tiptoed, and took out two pears and two apples from his pocket. He examined them carefully.
"That should be enough, they're all so big."
Pfft, this is just a little stingy!
The stingy fellow cleverly pulled over a bag from the side, put a few fruits inside, and carried it to the kitchen.
The little boy was still quite a distance from the pool, and could only barely reach it by standing on tiptoe. There was a fruit plate on the counter next to him, and he crumpled up his bag and threw it into the trash can before gently placing a few pieces of fruit into the fruit plate.
"Mommy, it's all washed." She came out carrying it.
"Okay, thank you, baby."
"Mommy doesn't need to thank Tuanzi."
Ye Wanying took the fruit plate from her son and then picked up a fruit knife to cut it into small pieces.
I only cut one fruit from each variety, and the large fruit platter was almost overflowing.
Pfft, so the little guy isn't actually that stingy.
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