At this time, the door of the west wing creaked open from the outside, and Grandma Wang Cui'e came in.
I saw grandma holding a bowl of egg custard in her left hand and a bowl of thick white rice porridge in her right hand. You know, in this village, only people with wealthy families can afford to eat refined rice.
Seeing Qibao had woken up, she hurried forward and said, "My dear Qibao, why didn't you call grandma when you woke up? Are you hungry? Grandma made something delicious. Eat it while it's hot. I'll feed you with milk. My baby has suffered a lot this time. He needs to be nourished. Grandma feels so sorry for him." As Xu Wangshi spoke, her eyes became red again.
Seeing this, Qibao hurried to comfort her, "Grandma, Qibao is much better now, it doesn't hurt at all. When Qibao gets better, Qibao can help grandma with many things. Don't cry, okay?" As he spoke, he pouted and put on a flattering expression. There was nothing he could do. Although his soul was already twenty-eight, this body was only five years old, an innocent age. He could only pretend to act coquettishly to cover up his true character.
Seeing her granddaughter's funny look, Mrs. Xu laughed and said, "Bao'er, I see you are in much better spirits than this morning. It must be the blessing of the Bodhisattva. Hurry up and eat the egg custard first, then drink the rice porridge, otherwise it will get cold soon and it will be bad."
Qibao looked at the bowl of porridge and asked, "Grandma, where did we get the rice?" "Grandma asked your uncle to buy this from town. It's very precious. Eat it quickly." After saying that, she scooped a spoonful and was about to feed Qibao. "Do you and Grandpa have any? Do my uncle and aunt have any? Does everyone in the family have any?" Qibao asked.
"Baby, this stuff is very precious, almost as expensive as meat. How can everyone have it? So I asked you to buy a pound of it, especially for my baby to nourish his body."
Qibao was moved and sad after hearing this, "Grandma, I want everyone to eat white rice porridge. Qibao's illness this time cost the family a lot of money. I must make a lot of money so that everyone in the family can eat white rice for every meal." "Okay, okay, I believe Qibao can make a lot of money to buy white rice for you. Eat it quickly, it will be cold soon." Xu Wangshi coaxed.
"I want to eat with grandma. If grandma doesn't eat, I won't eat either!" As he said that, he took the spoon from Wang's hand, scooped a spoonful and handed it to Wang's mouth, "Okay, okay, grandma, can't you eat it?" Wang thought to herself that it was not in vain that she loved her little granddaughter. She always thought about her family, which made her very adorable! She took a sip with her mouth.
Seeing this, Qibao knew that grandma was reluctant to eat, so he stopped persuading her to eat more. They finished their lunch by taking small bites together.
After dinner, Wang stood up and cleared the dishes while saying, "I'll let your brothers come in and chat with you later. They should have almost finished eating by now. Go and clean up." Qibao smiled and said, "Okay, I miss my brothers too. It feels like I haven't seen them for a long time! Hehe." "You little monkey," Wang scolded with a smile, and went out with the bowl.
Not long after, a group of young boys rushed into the room. "Sister, your brother is here to see you!" Qibao looked at the brothers with a smile. The youngest brother, like a lively little monkey, took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. He held his sister's head and blew on the wound with his mouth. "Mom said, if you blow on the pain, it will go away." After saying this, he blew on Qibao's head a few more times, his saliva blowing all over Qibao's face...
Everyone burst into laughter as they looked at Qibao, whose face was covered in saliva from being blown by Xiaoliu...
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