"I see." Tian Hengyuan nodded humbly, having learned another trick.
"Let's go, go see Brother Han, then go to Godmother's house and ask her if she can help sell the bracelet. At noon, let's buy five pounds of pork ribs and stew a big pot so that everyone can have a good meal."
Tian Chengcheng understood that even if she gave Wang Xiaohong more money, she would not be willing to buy too much. Even if she bought it for others, it would be a bit harsh on herself and her three daughters.
It’s better for her to buy it herself, buy some good things every now and then, to keep them healthy first, so that she can do the next thing.
After being warned yesterday, Fu Xinhan's expression was not as bad when he saw Tian Chengcheng and Tian Hengyuan today. He knew that they would bring buns, so he also cooked some rice porridge, and the temperature was just right.
"Hanhan is really amazing. He can even make porridge. But your legs are not convenient now. You should take care of them first and be sure not to bump them." Tian Hengyuan reminded.
"Yeah." Fu Xinhan responded and opened the buns. There were only nine of them. He silently slowed down his eating speed and put them down after eating three. "I'm full."
Tian Chengcheng only ate one and drank a large bowl of porridge.
Eating meat buns early in the morning is indeed a bit greasy.
"Fubao, eat two more. You've eaten too little." Tian Hengyuan hurriedly handed two buns to Tian Chengcheng, fearing that she would not be full because there were not enough buns.
"Don't worry, uncle. I will never treat myself badly when it comes to food. I have to save some space for bone soup at noon. Besides, I ate too much yesterday, so I feel a little nauseous when I see buns today." Tian Chengcheng showed her small white teeth.
Tian Hengyuan thought about it and said, "Then Fubao can eat as much as he wants, but don't treat yourself badly. Hanhan can have another one."
Fu Xinhan didn't refuse.
Although he is very thin, he has a good appetite and eats about the same amount as Tian Hengyuan.
He also thought that if he ate more good food, his legs would grow back faster and he could go out.
After dinner, Tian Chengcheng discussed with Tian Hengyuan what to buy. At that time, malted milk was popular for treating patients. It was a luxury item and most people could not afford it.
"Is malted milk a tonic?" Tian Chengcheng asked.
She was ignorant. As a post-2000s girl who grew up in a honeypot, she had never heard of things like malted milk.
"Yes, it's good for your health." Tian Hengyuan touched her hair. "I'll buy you some when I get back. It's good for children too."
What Tian Hengyuan was thinking was: Fubao has grown up so much, but he still doesn’t know about malted milk, how pitiful!
When Tian Chengcheng saw Tian Hengyuan's eyes, she guessed what he was thinking, but she couldn't say it.
"Okay, buy one can each." Tian Chengcheng said generously.
Tian Hengyuan's smile froze a little as he said, "Uncle, you don't need it. Buy it for someone else."
That thing was very valuable, and he didn't stop Fubao from buying it, but he let it go.
"No, everyone must have a share, no one can be left out." Tian Chengcheng insisted.
It’s just a bottle of malted milk, she can still afford it. What she wants to do most now is to quickly restore the health of those around her.
Seeing that she insisted, Tian Hengyuan said nothing more.
"I want to go with you too." Fu Xinhan said.
"What are you going to do? I told you to stay home and take care of your legs. Don't you understand?" Tian Chengcheng glared at him.
This naughty kid is so troublesome.
"I'm going. Seeing patients is not like working. I'm going out to bask in the sun. I'm almost bored staying in the house every day." Fu Xinhan said.
Tian Chengcheng smiled, but her smile was a little scary.
Tian Hengyuan hurriedly advised: "Hanhan, just listen to Fubao. When your leg is healed, you can go wherever you want."
Fu Xinhan ignored him and looked at Tian Chengcheng with a firm look, meaning: I'm going!
Seeing his expression, Tian Chengcheng suppressed the urge to beat the kid. "Fine, go if you want. But there's one thing: you can do whatever you want. No one will care about you anyway."
Fu Xinhan nodded, went to the bedroom to get his coat and put it on, carrying his crutches.
On the road, Fu Xinhan was limping, but his speed was surprisingly not slow.
The sunlight fell on his forehead, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared.
Tian Chengcheng was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, so she still helped him.
However, Fu Xinhan was very rude and put his arm on her shoulders. The next second, he put the weight of his body on her "thin" shoulders.
The force suddenly came down, and Tian Chengcheng cried out and was almost crushed to the ground.
"...Fu Xinhan, can you do this?"
Fu Xinhan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Fubao, I'm a little tired."
Tian Chengcheng rolled up her sleeves and supported him while muttering, "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming. Now you know you're tired, don't you?"
Fu Xinhan said nothing, with a smile on his lips, and the force pressing on her gradually eased.
He gave himself another acupuncture last night and took a hot bath at the end. Today he felt much more relaxed all over, as if he had endless energy and his legs could even touch the ground.
Tian Chengcheng felt that the force was weakening, and she couldn't help but look over. She saw his legs fall directly to the ground, and she was so angry that she pulled his ear.
"Who told you to walk on that leg? Aren't you afraid of being lame for life?"
In the book, Fu Xinhan is lame, but she still cares about him very much and hopes to get through this ordeal.
"You won't be lame anymore, you'll be well soon." Fu Xinhan didn't avoid it.
Tian Chengcheng pulled for a while, then let go embarrassedly.
Oh! Silly child, you don’t even know how to avoid being beaten!
On the way, they bought malted milk, Guoguang apples, and canned yellow peaches, and took them to Luo Hongyan's house.
Luo Hongyan hadn't been to work for the past few days, and her hair had turned white from worry. When she saw Tian Chengcheng and the other two coming with things, she hurried to greet them.
"You guys just came, why did you buy so many things?" Luo Hongyan poured water for the three of them and asked about the fabric. "I've been so busy lately that I haven't paid attention to it. How are the fabric sales? I originally wanted Fubao to be my goddaughter, but I never did. Maybe it's not fate."
Luo Hongyan sighed, looking completely different from her previous cheerful self.
"Aunt Luo, is uncle seriously ill? Can we see him?"
Tian Chengcheng asked.
Something happened in someone else's family, so she didn't want to mention the bracelet, so she thought about whether she could help Luo Hongyan's lover.
"Okay, he just woke up. He must be happy to see you. Maybe his illness will be cured once he is happy." Luo Hongyan quickly took them to the inner room, "Old Cheng, Fubao and the others are here to see you."
The doors and windows in the bedroom were closed, but it was clean and there was no unpleasant smell.
Cheng Xiangqian was lying in bed unable to move, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, obviously suffering from a stroke.
"Aunt Luo, the case is so serious, why don't you send Uncle Cheng to the hospital?" Tian Chengcheng asked.
"You came at the right time. I just came back from the hospital this morning. They said there's no cure for a stroke, so I just have to take care of myself. How well I can recover depends entirely on my luck. What should I do? Old Cheng is only forty-five, and he still has ten years before retirement."
When she thought about the future, Luo Hongyan burst into tears.
Cheng Xiangqian hummed twice, his face flushed red, as if he wanted to say something.
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