Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Mo Bao comforts the third brother.
It was late at night.
Qin Moran was lying on the hospital bed, still sleeping soundly.
He seemed to be feeling uncomfortable even in his sleep, making slight noises of restlessness from time to time.
Sometimes, his long eyelashes trembled, as if he was about to wake up, but he didn't wake up. The illness had overdrawn his physical strength.
Qin Moran is fragile and soft at this moment. He is a little life that must be protected with all one's strength.
The ward was very quiet.
No one was in the mood to talk at the moment; all attention was focused on the sick little kid on the bed.
A lot of time passed and it was two o'clock in the morning.
In the silence, Qin Boxi spoke. He said to Chen Ruolan, "Auntie, you should go to sleep. I'll take care of Momo."
Chen Ruolan shook her head: "I'll stay here with you."
How could she be in the mood to sleep right now?
Qin Boxi advised again: "Auntie, you need to take care of Momo these days, which will consume a lot of energy. If you don't get enough rest, how can you have the energy to take care of him?"
Qin Boxi used both emotion and reason to persuade Chen Ruolan, and finally convinced her.
Chen Ruolan stood up: "Then..."
Qin Boxi arranged everything thoughtfully: "You go to sleep. Xiaoye and I will guard the first half of the night and the second half of the night respectively."
This is all we can do for now.
Chen Ruolan said gratefully, "Thank you, Bo Xi."
Qin Boxi said gently, "Auntie, we are family, there's no need to be so polite."
Chen Ruolan nodded, took one last look at Qin Moran lying on the bed, and then went to the bedroom next door to sleep.
Although private wards are expensive, the service is very considerate.
Especially this kind of VIP ward, which not only has a ward, but also a lounge for the patient's family, as well as a bathroom, etc., which can be said to have everything.
After Chen Ruolan left, only Qin Ye and Qin Boxi were left.
Qin Ye had no intention of communicating with his second brother. He sat down on the edge of the bed and announced, "I'll guard the first half of the night."
Qin Boxi didn't argue about these trivial matters and nodded: "Okay, then I'll get up and replace you later."
The other two went to bed, leaving Qin Ye sitting alone by the bed.
He looked at the little ball on the bed and couldn't help but reach out and gently poke his face; "Wasn't he fine two days ago? How come he suddenly got sick?"
Mo Bao was sleeping with his eyes closed on the bed, unaware of his third brother's harassment.
Qin Ye said again: "You have to get better quickly, okay? Then I can take you out to play."
Qin Moran was still sleeping soundly.
Qin Ye was a little bored.
He was actually a person who couldn't sit still. In the past, when he encountered such a boring situation, he would have left without hesitation, but now he insisted on sitting by the bed, watching over the little cub on the bed.
At around three o'clock in the morning, Qin Moran, who had been sleeping, finally woke up.
He opened his heavy eyelids and looked at everything around him vaguely. He couldn't react to where he was for a moment.
Qin Ye was immediately refreshed when he saw him wake up. He leaned over and asked, "Awake?"
Qin Moran asked blankly, "Third brother?"
When he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that he had a severe cold.
Qin Ye listened to his brother's hoarse voice and felt a little uncomfortable: "Tell me, how come you suddenly caught a cold?"
Qin Moran certainly didn't know the answer. He was lying on the bed, feeling a little hot all over, a little weak, dizzy, and a little uncomfortable.
Qin Ye asked him: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Qin Moran felt a little exhausted and answered Qin Ye's words slowly.
Qin Ye immediately got up and went to find a doctor.
After a while, the doctor arrived and gave Qin Moran a thorough examination.
The examination results showed that Qin Moran still had a low fever and his cold symptoms had not improved, but the necessary medicine had already been used, so he could only continue to be observed.
After the doctor left, only the two brothers were left.
Qin Ye pulled up the quilt to cover Qin Moran: "Cover yourself well, so that your cold will get better."
However, as a junior high school boy, he didn't hold back and pulled the quilt up, almost covering Qin Moran's mouth and nose.
Qin Moran quickly pulled back the quilt with his hands, then said softly, "I can't breathe."
Qin Ye; "..."
He silently moved the quilt down a little more.
In his eyes, his brother was extremely fragile, like a snowflake, who would melt with the slightest touch.
How could a human cub be so weak? He was a little hesitant to do anything, for fear of causing secondary harm to his brother.
After Qin Ye covered Qin Moran with the quilt, he sat up straight again and ordered, "Go to sleep."
Qin Moran had slept too much during the day and couldn't fall asleep at all. He started to find a topic to talk about: "Have I been sick for a long time?"
Qin Ye said casually: "It wasn't long, just one night, but it almost scared us to death."
Qin Moran couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry."
He has caused trouble for the family again.
Qin Moran has always believed that he should apologize to his family after falling ill.
In fact, at this time, Qin Ye said: "Why should you apologize? What's wrong with you getting sick? No one wants to be sick."
Qin Moran blinked blankly.
He could never quite adapt to his new family's concern for his illness. After all, when he fell ill in his previous life, he was always met with accusations and abuse.
However, this did not prevent him from feeling warm in his heart. He felt that he seemed to be a little important in this family and that others cared about him.
The two brothers talked about this for a while, and then Qin Moran fell asleep again in a daze.
He is weak and lacks energy now, and falls asleep easily.
Qin Ye calmed down when he saw that he was asleep and continued to stay by the bedside.
Half an hour later, Qin Boxi got up to replace Qin Ye.
Qin Ye said indifferently: "It's okay for me to stay up all night. I often play games all night anyway."
Qin Boxi said softly, "Don't you have classes tomorrow?"
Qin Ye said indifferently: "What does it matter whether I go up or not?"
Qin Boxi advised: "Since you are a student, then study hard. We will take care of your family affairs."
It was the first time that Qin Ye spoke so much to his second brother. Usually, the two of them only exchanged simple greetings.
Qin Ye simply couldn't stand this somewhat warm atmosphere, and stood up and left uncomfortably.
Qin Boxi didn't care about his attitude. He pulled a chair to the bedside and sat down to watch over him.
The time came to the next morning.
When the first ray of sunlight from the horizon shone into the ward, Qin Moran opened his eyes.
Qin Boxi had been paying attention to him. When he saw him wake up, he immediately smiled and said, "Mo Bao is awake."
Qin Moran blinked.
He had a fever and was dizzy last night, so his vision was blurry and he couldn't see clearly, but he was still dazzled by his second brother's handsome face.
Qin Boxi reached out and touched his forehead, then said, "It's not that hot anymore."
Qin Moran finally regained consciousness and called out, "Second brother."
Qin Boxi responded gently: "Second brother is here, are you thirsty? I'll go get you some water."
Qin Moran nodded.
Qin Boxi walked over, filled a disposable cup with warm water, and then brought it over to Qin Moran.
His movements were much gentler and more skillful than Qin Ye's. Not only did he help Qin Moran up and feed him water, he also carefully put him back on the bed and covered him with a quilt.
With the nourishment of warm water, Qin Moran became more energetic and his eyes became brighter.
Qin Boxi asked the nurse to bring another bowl of porridge and fed it to Qin Moran.
To Qin Moran, his second brother was so gentle that he was like an angel.
Because not long after, his second brother cut some little rabbits out of apples and gave them to him to eat.
Even though Qin Moran had no appetite at the moment, he couldn't help but take one or two when he saw these cute little rabbit apples.
The refreshing apple is not only appetizing, but also provides a lot of vitamins, which is beneficial to his recovery.
During the day, Chen Ruolan got up and looked after Qin Moran.
Qin Ye and Qin Boxi went to school and attended an announcement respectively.
Before Qin Ye left, he leaned over and said to Qin Moran, "Get well soon! I'll come see you again tonight!"
Chen Ruolan couldn't help but interrupt: "Are you going to climb over the wall again?"
Qin Ye didn't care: "Do I have to write a note to the teacher to ask for leave? I'm already giving him face by going to class."
After saying that, he left with a cold face.
Chen Ruolan: “…”
I don’t know when this child will be able to control his temper.
Qin Boxi also said at this time: "Auntie, then I will leave too."
Chen Ruolan quickly said, "You go ahead. I'll take care of Mo Bao."
Qin Boxi nodded, and then said to Qin Moran: "Momo, second brother will come to see you when he is done with his work."
Qin Moran nodded and said obediently, "Goodbye, Second Brother."
Qin Moran's illness this time lasted for many days.
During the journey, he had another high fever, which scared the Qin family so much that they couldn't sleep at night.
Fortunately, it turned out to be just a false alarm and nothing serious happened.
When a sunny day came, Qin Moran's cold finally recovered, and he was taken back to the manor.
After this experience of illness, the people in the manor took better care of him, and were extremely cautious about his diet and daily life. After all, Qin Moran was not in good health, and any carelessness could lead to serious consequences.
In the living room.
Qin Moran leaned quietly on the sofa with a thin blanket draped over him.
Chen Ruolan brought a bowl of medicine: "Come, Mo Bao, drink this medicine."
Qin Moran was very well behaved. He took the bowl obediently, then lowered his head and drank it all in one breath.
Chen Ruolan patted his head lovingly. "Don't worry, it won't be long before you're completely healed."
Qin Moran nodded his head.
At this time, Chen Ruolan said again: "Mobao, why didn't you tell mom about your illness this time?"
Qin Moran raised his eyes and looked at Chen Ruolan in a daze.
Chen Ruolan continued, "You were sick, but you didn't tell me, so I didn't know until I saw that your condition was serious. I called a doctor. This will delay your treatment, understand?"
Qin Moran's eyes darkened when he heard this, and then he lowered his head and said, "Mom, I'm sorry."
Chen Ruolan said softly, "You don't have to say sorry to Mom. Mom doesn't mean to blame you. I just feel sorry for you. Do you understand?"
Qin Moran nodded.
Chen Ruolan continued, "Next time you're sick, be sure to tell Mom right away. Don't think that your illness is a big bother to your family. Everyone likes you so much, they won't think you're a bother, they'll just care for you."
Qin Moran blinked a few times blankly, digesting these words.
It turns out that family members are really different from each other. Just because his family in his previous life disliked him doesn’t necessarily mean that their family in this life will dislike him.
On the contrary, his family in this life will be worried about his illness and unable to sleep all night.
It turns out that he is also a child who is loved.
At the same time, in a dim Internet cafe.
The computer screen emitted a cold white light, projected onto each boy's face.
The sound of typing on the keyboard never stopped, and curses broke out from time to time.
"Fuck! Does this kid know how to play games?"
"Go to the bushes and squat on him!"
"Brother Ye, save me!!"
Qin Ye controlled the keyboard and mouse with ease, moving his game character forward, and then killed two enemies in a few strokes.
The younger brother beside him exclaimed, "Brother Ye, you are my dad!!"
Qin Ye curled his lips: "Well, I accept you as my son."
The younger brother said, "Brother Ye, we don't take advantage of others like this."
Qin Ye didn't say anything else and continued typing on the keyboard.
He was too tall and had long legs, so he couldn't stretch his legs when sitting in the chair.
After a few minutes, the game ended.
Several younger brothers cheered.
Qin Ye threw away his headphones and stood up.
A little brother next to him asked him: "Brother Ye, where are you going?"
Qin Ye said simply: "Toilet."
Younger brother: "Oh, then please come back soon. Without you, we can't win."
Qin Ye went to the bathroom.
This Internet cafe is very high-end and the toilets are also luxuriously built.
Qin Ye walked along the corridor, came to the bathroom, and then went to the cubicle.
After he came out, washed his hands and was about to go out, he was stopped by someone.
At this time, a boy with a crew cut was leaning against the toilet door frame smoking, with one foot on the other door frame, blocking the door.
Qin Ye said coldly: "Excuse me."
Who knew that the boy looked at Qin Ye and had no reaction.
Qin Ye frowned: "Are you deaf?"
The boy finally put his foot down.
Qin Ye passed by him, but the boy also started walking and bumped into him.
This is a deliberate provocation!!
Qin Ye himself was not a good-tempered person, and he looked at the boy unexpectedly: "Looking for trouble?!"
The crew-haired boy threw away his cigarette butt and said nonchalantly, "Yes, Master Qin, shall we practice?"
He said it was us, but then a few more people gathered around, and it was obvious that they were from the crew cut group.
Qin Ye glanced coldly at the people around him: "That's all they have? Then let's attack them all together to save time."
These words are not very hurtful, but extremely humiliating.
The group of people on the opposite side were intimidated by Qin Ye's aura alone.
The man with the buzz cut waved his hand: "What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, let's attack together!!"
Soon, a group of people rushed over.
Qin Ye flexed his fists and feet and went forward to meet the attack.
After a round of fighting, the result came out. Qin Ye killed a group of people alone.
The group of people were beaten black and blue and looked very miserable.
On the other hand, Qin Ye was fine except that his clothes were stained with dust.
The guy with the buzz cut felt that he was severely humiliated. Since he couldn't win the fight with force, he decided to just talk: "He's just the son of a scheming bitch. He's good at using brute force."
Qin Ye's eyes were icy cold: "What did you say?"
Seeing that his words had an effect, the buzz cut guy continued on the microphone: "Am I wrong? Your mother is a scheming bitch who used trickery to marry into a wealthy family. If it weren't for her, how could my aunt divorce my uncle?"
Everything became clear now. It turned out that the man with the buzz cut was He Lingya's nephew, who came to speak up for his aunt.
Qin Ye said disdainfully, "Did He Lingya ask you to come? Is she using these despicable tactics now?"
The man with the buzz cut glared: "What qualifications do you have to criticize my aunt? She's a well-known strong woman. She started her own company and it's booming! What about your mother? Besides staying at home and being a housewife, what else can she do every day?"
Qin Ye was too lazy to argue with such a person, and said coldly: "Next time He Lingya wants to use any tricks, let her come to you directly, and don't do these shady things behind your back."
After saying that, he walked away.
Who knew that at this moment, the crew cut added fuel to the fire: "How did your mother marry into a wealthy family? She must be very good in bed, right?"
Qin Ye's eyes were instantly filled with hostility, and he turned around and punched the man with a crew cut.
If Qin Ye had held back just now, now he was simply beating the guy with the buzz cut to death.
The guy with the crew cut was soon unable to withstand the blow and fell to the ground.
Qin Ye still didn't stop and kicked him hard.
People with a buzz cut will soon start to breathe in more and exhale less.
The guy with the buzz cut had never seen such a scene before.
Seeing that someone was about to die, one person finally came to his senses and stumbled out to call for help.
Two minutes later, a large group of people rushed into the corridor.
Qin Ye's younger brother saw that their brother Ye had suddenly gone berserk and rushed over to hold Qin Ye back: "Alright, alright, Brother Ye, if you keep beating me up, someone's going to get killed!!!"
Qin Ye turned a deaf ear and kicked again.
At this time, the man with a crew cut was covered in blood and had fainted.
The internet cafe owner was terrified. He didn't want a murder case to happen here, so he quickly ordered everyone else: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry and grab him!!!"
A group of people rushed over and tried to stop Qin Ye, and finally succeeded in separating Qin Ye and the man with the crew cut.
At this moment, Qin Ye was full of hostility, like a demon with blood-thirsty eyes.
Several of his younger brothers quickly tried to persuade him, "Brother Ye, calm down. It's not worth it to get into trouble for such a piece of trash!"
The Internet cafe owner also quickly called medical staff.
Qin Ye was breathing heavily and was about to leave.
The boss stopped him and said, "Hey, classmate, this isn't over yet!"
Qin Ye walked over, picked up his schoolbag, dug out his wallet, and then pulled out a large stack of money and threw it over: "If it's not enough, give me the change."
Having said that, he left with his schoolbag.
The boss wants to speak again.
A few of the younger brothers stepped forward cleverly: "Boss, just let us clean up the mess. We are still here, aren't we?"
The boss then gave up: "Okay, then you must handle this matter today."
Qin Ye ignored the mess behind him and left the Internet cafe directly. There was an inexplicable anger running rampant in his chest, and the bloodshot in his eyes did not dissipate for a long time.
Since he was a child, he had been hearing these words, saying that his mother was a person who married into a wealthy family by scheming, and who knew what tricks she had to seduce men. Some even speculated that Qin Ye was born out of wedlock, or simply said that he was a bastard.
It seemed as if someone was deliberately spreading these words in his ears to prevent him from having peace.
Not only that, even his grandparents didn't acknowledge him as their grandson, always thinking he was not worthy of being on the stage. In the past few years, his grandparents simply refused to let them return to the old house, and did not acknowledge their status at all.
The Qin family has always been harmonious on the surface, but in fact everyone is cold-hearted to the core.
But Qin Ye didn't care about all of this. He didn't care what others said or did.
It's a mess anyway, so let's just mess it up together.
When Qin Ye returned to the villa, Chen Ruolan was shocked.
At this moment, there were a lot of bloodstains on Qin Ye's school uniform, and his hands were also dripping with blood.
He couldn't tell if the blood was his own or someone else's.
Chen Ruolan was horrified: "What happened? Where are you injured?"
Qin Ye walked upstairs without saying a word.
Chen Ruolan chased after him: "Qin Ye! I'm asking you a question. Did you get into a fight again?"
Qin Ye continued walking forward without saying a word.
Chen Ruolan yelled angrily: "Qin Ye!!"
Qin Ye finally turned around, his face full of anger: "Just take care of yourself."
After saying that, he walked upstairs until his figure completely disappeared.
Chen Ruolan felt a surge of blood and energy, and felt dizzy, and took several steps back.
At this moment, a pair of soft little hands held him, and at the same time the child's worried voice rang out: "Mom!"
Chen Ruolan was called back by this voice and looked to the side.
Qin Moran was looking at her with a worried look on his face.
After Chen Ruolan saw Qin Mo, the feeling of blood rushing to her body subsided a little.
She tried to calm herself down, then squatted down and said to Qin Moran, "Don't be afraid, Mobao, mommy is fine."
Upstairs, Qin Ye returned to his bedroom.
It was late at night and the bedroom was pitch black.
Qin Ye threw away his schoolbag and sat in a dark room.
One of his hands was bleeding, apparently having been scratched by broken glass during the fight.
However, Qin Ye seemed not to feel the pain and sat silently on the sofa.
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Qin Ye yelled outside: "Don't bother me!"
The door was still knocking.
Qin Ye was full of anger: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I told you to stop knocking!!"
The knocking stopped for a moment, then started again.
The sound was not loud, as if the person knocking on the door was not very strong.
Qin Ye exuded a low aura. He stood up impatiently, walked over and opened the door, then saw Qin Moran.
In the corridor, Qin Moran looked at him with a fair and tender face, holding an apple in her hand, and said in a soft and sticky tone: "Brother, can you help me peel the apple?"
The big and the small looked at each other silently for a while.
Qin Ye's aura at this moment was very scary and gloomy, enough to scare a child to tears.
However, Qin Moran still mustered up his courage and said, "Is it okay?"
In a trance, the hostility around Qin Ye dissipated a little, but he was still merciless: "You are so stupid, you can't even peel an apple. Come in."
Qin Moran followed in with his short legs, holding the apple that was almost bigger than his face.
In the bedroom, Qin Ye turned on the light and found a fruit knife: "Give me the apple."
But at this moment, Qin Moran noticed the blood on his hand and immediately exclaimed, "Third brother, your hand is bleeding."
Qin Ye said casually: "It's okay."
Qin Moran corrected him: "Your hand is injured, how can you help me peel the apple?"
As he said this, he hid the big apple behind his back, as if he would not peel it for Qin Ye.
Qin Ye: "...quite a lot of requirements."
Qin Moran nodded seriously: "Yes!"
Qin Ye; "..."
There was no other way, Qin Ye could only wash his hands as Qin Moran instructed, and then took out a medicine box.
Little Dumpling was giving serious instructions: "You have to disinfect the wound first, then put on a Band-Aid before you can peel the apple for me."
Qin Ye treated his wound roughly. "I see. How can you, a little brat like you, have so much to say?"
Qin Moran snorted slightly, then continued to supervise, "You have to be more careful and don't make the wound bleed again."
Qin Ye: "..."
Under Qin Moran's supervision, Qin Ye finally treated his wounds properly.
Qin Moran then happily handed the apple to him: "Okay, now help me peel the apple."
Qin Ye: "..."
When did I become the one serving others?
But after a while, Qin Ye resigned himself to his fate and picked up the apple and began to peel it.
Unfortunately, Young Master Qin was not born to work, and he peeled apples in different ways, some thin and some thick.
Qin Moran stared intently at him peeling the apple and asked, "Third brother, can you peel the apple into the shape of a bunny?"
That's what his second brother did in the hospital that day.
Unfortunately, Qin Ye wasn't born with that artistic talent. "It's just food anyway, why make it into a rabbit shape?"
Qin Moran: "..."
Forget it, he won’t bother with the third brother.
Finally, Qin Ye peeled the apple and handed it to Qin Moran: "Here."
Qin Moran said, "Third brother, please divide this into two halves, and we'll each have half."
Qin Ye refused without thinking: "I don't want to eat."
Qin Moran insisted: "You have to eat it. Eating more apples is good for your health."
Qin Ye felt a little helpless. His younger brother was usually well-behaved, so why was he so clingy tonight?
Qin Ye wanted to refuse cruelly, but then he saw his brother's big watery eyes.
Qin Ye: "..."
Is this an act of cuteness?
Half a minute later.
Qin Ye and Qin Moran each took half of the apple and ate it.
Qin Ye bit the apple with a crunching sound, as if he had a grudge against it.
Qin Moran curled up on the sofa, holding the apple in both hands and eating it in small bites, his eyebrows curved with the sweetness of the apple.
While eating, he asked Qin Ye: "Is it sweet?"
Qin Ye snorted coldly: "Sweet."
Soon, the two finished eating the apples.
At this time, Qin Moran made another request; "Third brother, can you take me back to the bedroom?"
Qin Ye had a question mark on his head: "Have you forgotten how to get back to your bedroom?"
Qin Moran shook his head: "No, it's just that the corridor is too dark and I'm scared."
Qin Ye: "Why don't you just turn on the light in the corridor?"
Qin Moran still shook his head: "No, I'm afraid."
Qin Ye said disdainfully: "You are a boy, why are you afraid of the dark?"
Qin Moran straightened his chest and said confidently: "I'm just afraid of the dark. I'm not afraid of red, green, or..."
"Alright, alright!" Qin Ye hurriedly stopped him, fearing that he would say something shameful. "I'll take you home, alright?"
His younger brother has really become a little ancestor.
Qin Moran's wish was fulfilled and he was immediately happy. He walked out the door.
Qin Ye put his hands in his pockets and followed lazily.
The two brothers walked all the way from the third floor to the second floor and then to the children's room.
After entering the room, Qin Moran went to wash up obediently.
Qin Ye was not in a hurry to leave, but leaned against the bathroom door frame and watched Qin Moran wash up.
Qin Moran acted like a good baby even when washing his face and brushing his teeth. He did every step carefully and even applied baby cream on himself at the end.
Soon, a sweet and delicious cub was freshly baked.
Qin Ye: "..."
6.
His brother is so exquisite.
In contrast, he usually just washes his face casually, without even wiping off the water, and then lies on the bed to play with his mobile phone.
To be fair, he now knows why his younger brother is so popular. After all, who doesn't like such a well-behaved baby who is easy to take care of?
If it were him, he would also raise such a good baby instead of a naughty child that he wanted to beat to death.
After Qin Moran finished washing up, he changed into his cute cotton pajamas, which had yellow lemons on them, making them look fresh and delicious.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Moran came to the bed, took off his slippers, climbed onto the bed with great effort, then stepped on the soft mattress, swayed to the middle of the big bed, and finally got into the quilt and covered himself carefully.
Qin Ye's eyes never shifted the entire time, and he kept following his brother's movements unconsciously.
After Qin Moran lay down on the bed, he opened his big eyes with distinct black and white and said to Qin Ye: "Okay, Third Brother, I'm going to sleep. You should get some rest too."
Qin Ye nodded: "Well, go to sleep."
Qin Moran said again: "Good night, Third Brother."
"good evening."
Qin Ye turned off the lights for Qin Moran, then walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.
He walked upstairs along the corridor, and as he walked, he was surprised to find that his mood seemed to have calmed down.
Because his younger brother was with him all night and joked with him, he forgot what happened in the Internet cafe and all the hostility in his body had dissipated.
At this moment, Qin Ye suddenly thought that his brother might have come to him on purpose to divert his attention.
But a moment later, he overturned his previous guess.
His younger brother is only three years old, how could he know so much? It must be just a coincidence, right?
…
Li Xingde stayed at home with Li Chi for several days to prevent his ex-wife from coming back to take the child away.
Fortunately, his ex-wife only came back once and never showed up again.
Li Xingde reluctantly felt relieved.
It was not known whether it was to restore the fatherly love in Li Chi's heart, which was in jeopardy, or because he really had a change of heart, but in any case, that day, Li Xingde took Li Chi to a Western restaurant.
As he led Li Chi forward, he said, "The kids in the neighborhood have all eaten Western food, but you haven't. I'll take you there to try it."
Li Chi followed him silently without expressing any opinion.
Li Xingde was used to his mute son. After talking to himself for a few sentences, he felt it was boring and stopped.
Soon, the father and son arrived at the Western restaurant.
A young waiter immediately came over and greeted them warmly: "Hello, would you like to have a meal? Please follow me."
Li Xingde followed the waiter forward, looking left and right.
He had hardly ever been to a Western restaurant, so everything he saw now seemed novel to him, and he thought the decorations were all very elegant.
Soon, the waiter led the father and son to a table and sat them down. Then he handed them a menu and said, "Please order your food."
Li Xingde took the menu and looked at it, and almost swore.
What the hell? Why are these things so expensive?
It's not that Li Xingde hasn't eaten Western food before, but he used to go to buffets with friends, where they could eat as much as they wanted for only fifty or sixty yuan. It's nothing like here, where even a small meal costs hundreds of yuan.
Li Xingde felt sorry for the money.
However, after looking up at Li Chi across from him, he still handed over the menu: "Take a look and see what you want to eat."
He held his forehead while speaking.
How much money should I spend today? What a headache!
I should have known not to come to this crappy restaurant.
Fortunately, Li Chi was not from a wealthy family. He knew that his family did not have much money, so he chose something cheaper.
Finally, he ordered spaghetti with meat sauce and cream of mushroom soup.
The waiter asked Li Xingde again: "What about you, sir?"
Li Xingde waved his hands; "I don't want to eat. I'm not hungry."
In his opinion, eating this stuff was not worth it. With the two or three hundred yuan he would have spent on food, he could have spent it on playing cards for several days.
Chinese food is still the best. Two bowls of white rice will fill your stomach.
So in the end, Li Chi was the only one eating.
He had never eaten any of these things.
He usually only eats the meals cooked by Li Xingde at home. When Li Xingde plays cards and doesn't cook for him, he can only eat instant noodles or steamed buns.
So for him now, this smooth and delicious pasta and fragrant and rich cream mushroom soup are the best delicacies.
Li Xingde sat opposite him, watching him eat, and tried to reason with him: "Isn't it delicious? You have to remember, I brought you here to eat. Look at your mother, she ran away to the ends of the earth a long time ago. Would she bring you here?"
Li Chi rolled up the noodles with a fork and put them into his mouth.
Li Xingde continued to brainwash him: "Eat more, and study hard after eating. When you make a lot of money in the future, remember to repay your father's kindness."
Li Chi didn't know whether he heard this or not, he picked up the cream of mushroom soup and took a sip.
Perhaps because he was always hungry since he was a child, he ate very quickly and cleanly.
But the amazing thing is that although he eats very fast, he eats in very good manners, as if he has received special training.
Li Xingde looked at Li Chi with a hint of pride in his eyes.
He is worthy of being his son. Not only is he smart, but he is also well-mannered.
A few minutes later, Li Chi finished his food.
Li Xingde paid the bill, which was over a hundred yuan, and he felt the pain for a while.
He put away his wallet and said to Li Chi, "Okay, let's go."
The father and son left the western restaurant and walked back along the river bank.
As he walked, Li Xingde seemed to see something moving in the water.
He leaned closer to the railing and looked carefully. There was actually a little boy struggling in the river.
Li Xingde said anxiously: "There is someone over there, hurry up, save them!"
He turned around twice and couldn't find a way to save the person.
Fortunately, Li Chi was smart. He saw the lifebuoy under the willow tree over there at a glance, then ran over, untied a lifebuoy and threw it into the river.
The little boy struggling in the river grabbed the lifebuoy.
Li Xingde quickly pulled the rope of the lifebuoy and rescued the person.
The child was about twelve or thirteen years old. After being rescued, he coughed up a lot of water and then felt a little better.
He looked at Li Xingde and Li Chi gratefully: "Thank you!"
Li Xingde gasped: "Whose child are you from? What are you doing in the river?"
The boy replied, "I was practicing swimming, but my leg suddenly cramped up and I couldn't swim anymore. I almost had an accident."
Li Xingde taught him, "Don't come here to swim alone next time. Where are your parents?"
The little boy replied: "They were there just now, but when they saw that I was swimming well, they went to the supermarket."
As they were talking, the boy's parents came rushing over with bags.
Li Xingde took a quick look and found that the couple were rich people and were dressed very elegantly.
He had saved the man just now out of instinct, but now his desire to take advantage of others came to life again.
He saved this family's child, so the family should at least show some appreciation for him, right?
In the end, Li Xingde did get what he wanted.
When the couple heard that Li Xingde and Li Chi had saved their son, they were so grateful that they insisted on giving Li Xingde and them a thank-you gift.
Li Xingde declined at first, then happily accepted it.
The couple was indeed very generous. Not only did they give them 20,000 yuan, they also bought them a big fruit basket.
Li Xingde was overjoyed. He pocketed the money, carried a large fruit basket, and took Li Chi home.
This matter quickly spread among the neighbors, and everyone came to praise Li Xingde.
"Old Li, you're really good. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."
"Don't look at Lao Li, he's always drunk. He can still be useful in critical moments."
Li Xingde enjoyed the joy of being a hero, but this hero got drunk and passed out that night, and then locked Li Chi outside the door all night.
…
As the weather gets warmer, the swimming pool in the manor can be used.
Qin Ye looked at the blue swimming pool, an idea came to his mind, and he said to Qin Moran beside him: "Want to swim? I'll teach you."
Qin Moran raised his little head: "Hey?"
Qin Ye did what he said: "Let's go, let's go now!"
Twenty minutes later, Qin Moran changed into a cute swimsuit, and was then held by Qin Ye and placed in a blue dolphin swimming ring.
It was Qin Moran’s first time in contact with water, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
He held the little dolphin's head, with a hint of fear in his big eyes.
Qin Ye squatted by the swimming pool and said to him casually, "What are you afraid of? Can your third brother not protect you?"
Out of trust in his third brother, Qin Moran slowly tried to let go of the little dolphin's head, and then patted the water surface with his hand.
Suddenly, water splashed all around.
Gradually, Qin Moran discovered the joy of swimming.
He felt that when he was in the swimming pool, his whole body became light and he could float in the water just by moving his arms and legs.
The water in the swimming pool was also warmed by the sun, and it was very comfortable to soak in it.
Seeing that Qin Moran had adapted, Qin Ye walked over to a chair and sat down. He then threw a toy yellow duck into the water and instructed Qin Moran: "Swim over and catch the yellow duck."
Upon hearing this, Qin Moran began to swing his arms and legs in the water, and then his body floated forward.
Qin Moran thought this was very fun and smiled as he swam.
Qin Ye also found it very interesting.
Because after Qin Moran picked up the first little yellow duck, Qin Ye threw out another one: "Go, pick up that one too."
Qin Moran swam towards the second one again.
Qin Ye threw down the third one and had a lot of fun playing with it.
Qin Moran played in the water, and Qin Ye played with his younger brother.
The division of labor is quite clear.
But after Qin Moran picked it up for a while, he protested: "Third brother, don't throw it away, I can't hold it anymore."
At this moment, he already had five or six little ducks in his arms.
Qin Ye withdrew his hand with great regret: "Forget it, I won't pick up the little duck, you can swim by yourself."
Qin Moran threw the little duck in his arms and started playing freely.
He was wet now, and his face was covered with small water droplets. His lips were red, his teeth were white, and his eyes were black and bright.
In the blue swimming pool, the child is like a little dumpling, swimming back and forth gurglingly, laughing happily from time to time.
It’s spring and everything is so beautiful.
Qin Ye leaned back in his chair comfortably and took a glass of orange juice to drink.
He now has some doubts about the truthfulness of his younger brother's words, because he has a younger brother who always complains to him that his younger siblings are annoying, but now he feels that children don't seem to be that annoying.
Look at his little brother, how well-behaved he is! It’s so worry-free to take care of him!
Qin Moran played for about half an hour, then felt exhausted and couldn't play anymore.
He swam to the shore and stretched out his hand to his third brother: "Third brother, hold me."
Qin Ye put down the cup, picked up a large white towel and walked over.
He picked the kid up from the swimming pool, wrapped him in a big towel, and wiped the water off his body.
Qin Moran was terrified by his third brother's grip and kept protesting, "It hurts! It hurts so much!"
Qin Ye complained: "Are you made of paper? How come you get hurt so easily?"
Qin Moran: "..."
He squatted down, scooped up water from the swimming pool and splashed it on his third brother.
"Damn it!" Qin Ye took several steps back. "Qin Moran, are you rebelling?!"
Qin Moran shook his little head, as if he didn't think he had done anything wrong.
Qin Ye: "..."
He took back his previous thought that his brother was very well-behaved.
All I can say is that his younger brother is well-behaved most of the time, but he will suddenly go against him, completely adhering to the principle of revenge on the spot.
Qin Ye smiled when he thought of this, then walked over to continue wiping the water off Qin Moran, and by the way, imparted to him the life experience of this school bully: "If someone bullies you in the future, you should fight back like this on the spot, okay? Otherwise, others will think you are an easy target and bully you at every turn."
Qin Moran remained silent.
He felt that there could be no one more hateful than his third brother.
Just then, a creaking sound was heard.
Qin Ye stopped what he was doing and asked, "What is that?"
Qin Moran also pricked up his ears.
Qin Ye changed a dry towel and wrapped it around him, then stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look."
Qin Ye walked forward with big strides.
Qin Moran tightened the towel around himself and followed happily.
Soon, the brothers arrived at the wall of the manor.
Qin Ye relied on his height to look over the wall.
It turned out that there were two big white geese fighting on the road outside.
Qin Ye watched with great interest.
Qin Moran was too short and could not see anything except the wall in front of him.
Qin Moran: "..."
QAQ!
Qin Moran reached out again: "Third brother, hold me."
Only then did Qin Ye realize that his brother could not see anything.
He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Qin Moran with amusement: "Why should I hug you?"
Qin Moran: "..."
He lowered his little arms, turned and walked away.
"Hey hey hey!" Qin Ye chased after him, "Is it not okay for me to hold you?"
He enjoyed making his brother angry and then coaxing him back.
After all, his brother is quite funny when he is angry. His little face falls and he walks away angrily.
Qin Ye smiled and picked Qin Moran up, then walked to the wall again; "Look, there are two geese fighting outside."
Qin Moran only saw it clearly at this time.
On the main road, the two big geese stretched out their necks, quacking and pecking at each other.
When the peck is too hard, feathers fly everywhere.
Qin Moran rarely let out a "tsk" sound.
Qin Ye looked at him in surprise: "You can also make a sound like "tsk"? What are you saying?"
Qin Moran said seriously, "All their fur has been plucked off."
Qin Ye was puzzled: "So?"
Qin Moran thought about it for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, and then said, "...It's so ugly."
"Hahahaha!" Qin Ye laughed out loud.
No, why is his brother so funny?
It turns out his brother is also obsessed with looks???
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