Why is this person like this?
Almost made people cry.
Meng Wantang said deliberately and fiercely: "Don't think that I don't know what you are planning. Don't you just want me to have a good night's sleep? Lu Qingye, don't think that because you are a man, you have to show off like this. I can If you don’t go to the health center, can you not go to work? What you earn is money, and what I earn is work points. The work points can save you a day, and you can make it up with money. Can you do it with salary? "
Lu Qingye was a little helpless, with distress in his eyes.
"Then I'll watch for a while."
"No, just go back to the house and go to sleep."
Lu Qingye didn't move.
Meng Wantang at least used her trump card: "If you don't go to bed, let's sleep in separate beds for this month."
Lu Qingye got up and went into the house to sleep without saying a word.
mock up!
Still can’t cure you?
Meng Wantang felt much better after he made such a fuss.
The child should not be soaked for too long. When the time was almost up, she took the little fat one out, placed it on the mattress next to it, and took the child's temperature with a thermometer.
My body temperature is still a bit high, still 38 degrees.
Just don’t go above 38.5.
It's probably that the medicine is taking effect.
She was afraid that if the child's body temperature remained high even after the injection, she would be completely worried.
Meng Wantang used a towel to wipe the child's palms, soles, armpits and other places from time to time, and took the child's temperature after half an hour.
Later in the night, the child woke up and could not speak. Meng Wantang hurriedly mixed some warm water and handed it to the child to drink.
Although the little fat boy felt uncomfortable and his face turned pale, he was very good and did not lose his temper or make trouble.
I drank water and went back to sleep.
Lu Qingye woke up several times in the middle of the night and wanted to sleep with Meng Wantang, but Meng Wantang pushed him back every time.
"You sleep in your own room, we don't need you here. When I get sick one day, you can just be considerate." Meng Wantang was worried that she would fall asleep, so she touched the black knitted sweater with wool.
Over the past few months, her knitting skills have soared, and she can even knit with her eyes closed.
It's almost dawn.
The little fat boy's temperature rose again, and she hurriedly gave him the antipyretic medicine.
Not long after, Xiaopang broke out in a sweat.
Meng Wantang wiped the child's body, put on clean clothes, and waited for the child to fall asleep before getting up quietly.
"Has the fever gone?"
Lu Qingye also woke up, turned over and touched the child's head, and pulled Meng Wantang distressedly: "Don't move, I will make breakfast."
"Steam some egg custard for the children in the morning." Meng Wantang came down anyway.
She washed her face, watched Lu Qingye make steamed eggs first, and reminded: "Make more, don't just feed the little fat one. The big ones also need to eat, and our family needs a bowl of water."
Apart from anything else, Meng Wantang has experienced how delicate and sensitive Goudan's mind is.
Lu Qingye turned back and looked at her deeply, his eyes passing through her delicate collarbone, and his eyes darkened thinking of what he saw yesterday. He raised his eyes to meet her teasing eyes and raised his eyebrows.
He put his arm around her waist and brought her forward, lowered his head and kissed her: "Go back and have a good rest. We'll talk about it after you've rested."
Meng Wantang felt confident now and stretched out her finger to draw a circle on his chest: "This is mine, stand here first."
Lu Qingye had a cold face, pinched her and said, "Don't make trouble, you are not in good health now."
It's just that it doesn't work.
If it works, how dare she?
Meng Wantang was worried about her child getting up, so she turned around and walked into the house, yawning and saying, "Don't do my share of breakfast. I'm afraid I have to sleep until the afternoon."
"Well, I'll tell my eldest sister that I'll put lunch in the pot for you later. You can get up and eat it yourself." Lu Qingye put the eggs in the pot, steamed them for the child first, and then turned to cook.
Meng Wantang entered the house, lay on the kang, and fell asleep without even covering the quilt.
She was so sleepy that she didn't want to move when she lay down.
Lu Qingye just came in and saw Meng Wantang asleep.
He helped her pull up the quilt to cover her belly, and then raised his hand to touch the fat man's forehead.
Not long after, Goudan and Gou Sheng also got up.
The father and son were cautious in the outer room, whether they were talking or walking, for fear of waking up Meng Wantang.
Lu Caihua made cornstarch noodles in the house where they lived, with a pot of potatoes and beans stewed underneath.
The rice is cooked.
She came over and asked, "Would you like to eat?"
"Eat. Sister, we will eat in your room this morning. Wan Tang didn't sleep last night and just went to bed now. She probably won't wake up until this afternoon. If she doesn't get up at noon, there's no need to call her to eat. Put the rice in the pot for her. Just inside."
"Is the child feeling better?" Lu Caihua asked in a low voice.
"much better."
Lu Qingye said, carrying two bowls of egg custard to Lu Caihua's room.
Dani has already set the table, and Erni helps with the bowls and chopsticks, both of them are very sensible.
"Sister, the porridge is in the pot. I'm going to check on Xiaopang."
"you go."
Lu Caihua went over with a basin, filled out the porridge, carried it over, and then filled it with vegetables and rice. Goudan and Gou Sheng stood eagerly at the door of the house. When Lu Qingye opened the door, they followed them in secretly.
The two children were worried about their younger brother, and Lu Qingye didn't stop them.
Xiaopang has woken up.
Lying there quietly, her little hands tightly grasped the hem of Meng Wantang's clothes, her eyes kept moving around, and it looked like she had been awake for a while.
"Little Fatty, daddy will take you to dinner and let your mom sleep here."
As soon as Lu Qingye picked up the child, he found that the child refused to let go. He paused and whispered: "You can come back to stay with your mother after eating, okay?"
This time Xiaopang let go.
Lu Qingye also breathed a sigh of relief. He winked at the twins and carried Xiaopang out first.
Goudan came out last and quietly closed the door.
During the meal, Xiaopang was still wilted and absent-minded.
Lu Caihua touched his forehead and said worriedly: "It's not that hot anymore. Why is he still not energetic?"
"I'm sick, and I'm clinging to my mother." Lu Qingye poured a little vinegar into Xiaopang's steamed eggs, "Eat quickly, and then go back and lie down after eating the steamed eggs."
Little Fatty ate much faster now.
After dinner, Lu Qingye did not go directly to work. Instead, he squatted in the yard and washed all Meng Wantang's clothes.
Lu Caihua got used to it when she saw him washing Meng Wantang's clothes again.
"Should you go to work or go to work? I won't go to work today. It's time to collect the yellow rice at home. Dani and the others just don't go to school, so I led the children to collect the yellow rice. You don't have to worry about them. Now." Lu Caihua thought he was worried about his wife and children not wanting to go to work, so she tactfully drove him to work.
Lu Qingye paused slightly while washing clothes: "Just wait until I come back to collect the yellow rice in the evening."
"It's just that stuff, how can you use it? When the yellow rice is harvested, I will pack it out. When it snows, I have to soak it, and wrap up the bean bags as soon as possible. You said, just two pieces of clothing, you rub them all It's been all morning. I know you love your wife, but your wife just didn't sleep at night. Isn't it a big deal when she wakes up? "
Lu Caihua couldn't stand it anymore. After talking, he went to the hut, took a sickle, and asked a few children to go to the backyard to collect yellow rice.
Lu Qingye was the only one left in the front yard. He picked up the clothes under his clothes and rubbed them with an expressionless face. Apart from his red ears, he really couldn't tell anything was wrong.
