Chapter 341 is too late
General Lou was extremely anxious.
Thinking about his sick youngest daughter at home, he was busy all day trying to get home to be with Mao Mao as soon as possible. Although he had a slight cold, it didn't affect his work speed.
Little did I know, after one meeting came another, and one thing after another came up. Just when I had finally finished dealing with all the official business, new urgent work would pop up. I was so busy all day that I didn't even have time to sit down and have a proper meal.
By the time he finally finished his work, the sun was setting and it was almost dark.
Thinking about how sick Mao Mao had stayed home all day... On the way home, at the command of Commander Lou, the adjutant drove faster than usual.
As they approached the street where the Marshal's Mansion was located, a black car passed them and drove off in the opposite direction.
The car looked somewhat familiar, but Lou Dashuai kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, his mind preoccupied only with his youngest daughter at home.
This is the first time Mao Mao has been sick, and they don't know how she is now. Fortunately, he has finished all his work and can spend the whole day with Mao Mao tomorrow!
The car stopped in front of the Marshal's Mansion.
Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Lou Dashuai couldn't wait to push open the car door and stride into the house.
"Mao Mao! Mao Mao!"
As soon as he entered the door, Lou Dashuai loudly called out his youngest daughter's name.
"Mao Mao, Daddy's home!"
But when he called out several times, the familiar baby voice did not respond immediately.
Lou Dashuai's heart was pounding.
Before leaving home this morning, Heming said that Mao Mao's temperature had risen and she was getting sicker. Now that a day has passed, will Mao Mao's illness get even worse?
"Maomao?"
Lou Dashuai searched each room one by one.
Soon, he found his beloved little daughter in the small living room.
Mao Mao sat cross-legged on the ground, sitting side by side with the big white cat. The two little balls of fur looked round and chubby from behind. The two of them, one human and one cat, were watching the goldfish swimming around in the glass fish tank in front of them with their big, round eyes.
Mao Mao cupped her chubby chin in her little hands, her little tuft of hair bobbing up and down: "Kitty, is it pretty?"
Big white cat: "Meow~"
Mao Mao said happily, "I also think the flowers are pretty!"
Big white cat: "Meow~"
Looking at goldfish?
No, no, no, that's not right.
A vase appeared next to the glass fish tank at some point, containing a bunch of brightly blooming flowers. A petal fell into the open glass fish tank, swaying with the ripples created by the goldfish's tail movements.
The big white cat looks at the fish, while Mao Mao admires the flowers.
Seeing his little darling's round and chubby figure, still full of energy and not looking seriously ill, Lou Dashuai finally breathed a sigh of relief and strode towards her.
"Mao Mao, what are you looking at?"
Mao Mao turned around: "Dad!"
"Dad, look at the flowers."
Lou Dashuai picked her up and looked in the direction she pointed, where he saw a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
He complimented, "These flowers are so beautiful, which of your mothers bought them?"
"Uncle gave it to me." Mao Mao's round little face showed sweet dimples. "Uncle came to see Mao Mao today and gave Mao Mao pretty flowers. Daddy, the flowers are so pretty."
"..."
Lou Dashuai's eyelids twitched heavily: "Which uncle?"
"It's the uncle who gave it to Mao Mao goldfish."
"Nie Zhengyun?!" Commander Lou exclaimed in surprise, "He's here today?!"
Mao Mao nodded and said, "Uncle said that Mao Mao is sick and he came to visit her."
Lou Dashuai suddenly recalled the black car that had just passed by.
No wonder it looked familiar; it was Nie Zhengyun's car!
That guy was lucky he ran fast!
But……
Lou Dashuai looked at the little girl in his arms, who was smiling sweetly and happily. Her big, dark eyes seemed to have no regard for him, her father. Her attention was completely drawn to the bouquet of flowers, and she hadn't even heard him calling her earlier.
That bastard Nie Zhengyun just loves to take shortcuts.
The more Lou Dashuai looked at the vase, the more displeased he became. He let out a cold snort of displeasure. He deliberately turned his back to his daughter, using his tall frame to block Mao Mao's view and prevent her from seeing the bouquet of flowers.
"It's just flowers, isn't it?" Lou Dashuai said, "Another day... no, tomorrow, starting tomorrow, Dad will send you flowers every day until you get tired of them."
Mao Mao held onto his shoulder and obediently shook her head: "Mao Mao doesn't need so many flowers."
"Why? You don't like it? Then why do you like the flowers Nie Zhengyun gave you so much?"
“Mao Mao already has flowers.” Mao Mao smiled sweetly. “Fourth Aunt said that as long as the water is changed every day, we can see them for a week. Mao Mao can see flowers every day.”
Commander Lou: "..."
Another week of watching?!
Mao Mao looked at it every day, and every day she thought of Nie Zhengyun. After a week, how could she still see the image of her father in her heart?!
He stared at the bouquet of flowers, wishing he could devour it whole, but there was nothing he could do.
Seeing his fierce expression, the ladies around him, including the third wife, said with a smile, "Mr. Nie is so good at pleasing people. He knows that young girls like pretty things. Our Mao Mao is so young, and only the third young master has ever given her flowers before. It's a rare treat for her, and she treasures them. She never gets tired of looking at them every day."
Commander Lou angrily retorted, "This thing can't be eaten or used, what's so great about it?"
The wives exchanged glances, and the first wife sighed and said, "Never mind."
The third concubine squinted and looked Lou Dashuai up and down, then turned her head away helplessly: "Sigh, forget it."
Commander Lou: "..."
Not wanting to argue with his wives, Lou Dashuai stroked his daughter's fluffy little head, cupped her face, and turned her to face him: "Maomao, you've been looking at flowers all day, stop looking now. Daddy will buy you something delicious, and if we have something delicious, we won't look at those flowers anymore."
"Delicious?"
"Yes, buy some good food." Lou Dashuai said confidently, "Whatever, Shenji, Yangji, Dad will buy you all the good food in Haicheng, so you can eat something different every day, and you won't be able to finish it in a month."
Mao Mao loves to eat. When there's something delicious to eat, she doesn't care about anything else.
A month later, the flowers in the vase had long since withered and died.
Mao Mao blinked her eyes, then obediently shook her head: "No, Daddy."
"Maomao?!"
Lou Dashuai looked at her in disbelief: "Mao Mao, you don't like eating good food anymore?"
"Mao Mao is here."
"Got it?"
Mao Mao struggled to her feet from her father's arms, ran off, and returned a moment later with a box of pastries. She grabbed a sweet pastry from the box and fed it to Lou Dashuai, saying, "Daddy, eat."
Lou Dashuai took a bite and noticed the logo of Shenji, a time-honored pastry shop in Haicheng, on the box.
He didn't need to buy it; Mao Mao already had it.
Lou Dashuai swallowed the sweet pastry in his mouth in one gulp: "Mao Mao, who bought it for you?"
"Uncle Shen bought it for Mao Mao." Mao Mao said truthfully, "Uncle Shen bought a lot of food, Mao Mao can eat it for a long time."
Commander Lou: "...Shen Zhaolin is here too?!"
"Uncle Shen also came to visit Mao Mao. He also bought her storybooks and toys." Mao Mao counted on her fingers: "Uncle Shen also bought a chicken. Dad, we're having chicken soup tonight."
Commander Lou: "..."
Everything that Mao Mao likes—seeing, eating, playing—is there.
The two good uncles acted too quickly and were too well-prepared, leaving him, the father, no chance to curry favor.
Looking at the bouquet of flowers not far away, with the sweet taste of the pastries still lingering in his mouth, Lou Dashuai gritted his teeth: "Then...then Dad won't go to work tomorrow, I'll stay home and play with you, play all day long! You're sick at home, how boring must it be? Dad will keep you company, whatever you want to play, Dad will do with you."
Mao Mao still shook her head.
She obediently said, "Daddy, I'm all better now, and I'm going to kindergarten tomorrow."
Commander Lou: "Are you cured?"
"Uh-huh."
Mao Mao grabbed his big hand and placed it on her forehead.
She was small, with a small face; Lou Dashuai could cover her face with one hand.
The child's warm body temperature was transmitted from the palm of my hand; although it was warm, it was definitely not as hot as the scalding temperature I felt in the morning.
After taking the medicine, riding her bike around several times until she sweated, and then happily playing with her friends all day, Mao Mao not only felt better, but also recovered from her illness!
Mao Mao cheered, "Mao Mao can go to kindergarten now!"
Lou Dashuai was immediately dumbfounded.
"alright?"
"Okay!"
"All healed?"
"I'm all better!" Mao Mao replied happily, "Auntie said so, Mao Mao is all better!"
The first wife chimed in, "I took Mao Mao's temperature, and it's back to normal."
Lou Dashuai stammered, "Then, Mao Mao, you're sick, Daddy should stay with you..."
When Mao Mao is sick, she is at her most vulnerable and needs companionship. If he stays by her side, she will definitely like him as her father even more when she recovers.
But now...
Mao Mao looked up at him with her round little face, looking very cute, and said very considerately, "It's okay, Daddy, Uncle has played with me all day."
Commander Lou: "..."
Crack!
It was like a bolt of lightning striking down from the top of the head.
Lou Dashuai's heart was also shattered.
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