Chapter 886

In the afternoon, Yannian sent jiangqingchi to the aunt next door, and then went to the funeral home to register Ma Xueyan's name, age, home address, and determine the time of cremation.

Her hands were shaking as she wrote.

For the first time, I felt that death was so close to me.

However, she will bury her ashes under the house according to Ma Xueyan's last wishes.

So it was dark when I came back.

Yannian took his son back from his neighbor's house and gave him three hundred yuan.

The other side doesn't want it.

Yannian insists on giving her strength, and the other side accepts it.

"The child is very good."

The neighbor's aunt liked jiangqingchi very much, and then sighed.

"If only snow swallow lived long!"

No one knows the neighbors around. In fact, Ma Xueyan's daughter is not her own.

Yannian didn't say much. He took his son back.

She has locked Ma Xueyan's bedroom and told her son not to let him in.

Jiangqingchi asked why.

"Because grandma is asleep, she wants to take a long, long, long nap."

"That mother, let's not disturb grandma. Shall we go back to find dad?"

The little guy pulled the sleeve of Yannian, and Jin Douzi kept falling down.

"Mom, I miss Dad. I miss Dad as soon as it rains outside. I'm afraid dad will go out to catch cats again. No one will accompany dad."

Soft voice and soft voice, with the wet eyes, looked at Yan Nian and wanted to cry.

"OK, mom and grandma will say goodbye, and we will go back."

"Mom, I want to go back now I miss my father, I miss my father's company... "

Today, my son didn't know what was wrong. He was crying all the time. He was very sad.

Holding him back to his room, patting him on the back and comforting him, he said he would go back soon.

The little guy rubbed his clothes and still cried, "Mom, I'm afraid dad won't let us I haven't seen my father for three days... "

"Dad is a little busy, but he must miss you very much, and of course miss me very much."

Yannian said and touched his son's face.

Then I froze!

Rub his forehead along his little face.

It's boiling hot.

"Son smash, have you got a fever?"

Put jiangqingchi on the bed and Yannian goes to find the thermometer.

How to find a meal did not find, also do not know where Ma Xueyan put the thermometer, she was at a loss.

Jiangqingchi had been burned before, but not many times. Jiangbeiyuan took care of it.

He is a doctor. He knows both Chinese and Western medicine. As soon as the child has a fever, he takes his temperature, listens to his heartbeat, and cooks medicine for jiangqingchi. Everything is in order.

Now put it on her side. Jiangbeiyuan is not there. She can't even find a thermometer.

Yan Nian is a bit helpless. She goes to the kitchen and cooks some vegetable porridge quickly, hoping to give her children some comfort.

But the little guy took a sip and just vomited.

Little red face, wet apricot eyes, poor Barbara's clothes with words

"Mom, I'm a little dizzy. Shall we go to dad?"

"Well, go to Dad, and then go back!"

How can I manage so much now? Touching the forehead of jiangqingchi is even hotter than before. I don't need to take a thermometer. I must have a fever. I don't have to run.

Yannian wraps his coat around jiangqingchi and leaves his hometown with him.

It's raining outside now. I can't get a car at all.

This is a development zone that is more partial to the urban area. There is no hospital nearby, and it's dark now. Taxis have long been closed.

The drizzle falls obliquely. The rain is long. Standing on the side of the road, Yan Nian is dazed. His hair is wet. Looking around, he has a long night. He can't see a car on the endless road.

The little guy who lies in front of her is alive and kicking. Now he is very sick. He just stays in his mother's arms and mumbles to find his father.

The soft and helpless voice hurt a lot when she heard it. She covered the child's hat and lifted him up. She called jiangbeiyuan more than once.

Doodle doodle

No one connected

Several expectations, several anxieties, several disappointments.

Jiangbeiyuan, jiangbeiyuan

Why don't you answer the phone?