Chapter 339

"What's the matter, miss?" the servant came over, and everyone was very heavy.

This is an era when everyone can surf the Internet. Servants know that something big has happened at home, and no one dares to rest.

"Asleep." Shen Yancheng took Jiang xiaorou in his arms and went directly to the second floor. He knew which xiaorou's room was. He had been here once before and entered xiaorou's boudoir. Unexpectedly, he came again today.

He carefully put the sleeping xiaorou on the bed and helped her take off her shoes and coat. Shen Yancheng, who covered the quilt, wanted to leave. He was afraid that xiaorou would wake up too uncomfortable. There were all servants at home, not even a speaker.

Xiaorou hasn't eaten for another day, but he decides to stay. He calls home and asks the servant to send Xuanxuan. When xiaorou wakes up and sees Xuanxuan, she will feel better.

Shen Yancheng has already seen that xiaorou likes Xuanxuan very much.

then.

Shen Yancheng went downstairs. He went around the kitchen and the servant hurried over.

"Mr. Shen, are you hungry? What can we prepare for you?" the servant dared not neglect.

"You all go and have a rest! I'll come by myself." Shen Yancheng doesn't want to eat by himself. He's afraid xiaorou is hungry and wants to cook some porridge for him. When xiaorou wakes up, he can eat it at any time.

In the kitchen, Shen Yancheng cooks porridge. He is busy alone. Although he can't help xiaorou, it's also good to accompany her when she's uncomfortable.

"Daddy." Xuanxuan came.

"Yes." Shen Yancheng nodded slightly.

"What about my aunt? I heard that my grandfather died. My aunt should be very sad!" Xuanxuan asked.

According to his generation, Xuanxuan used to be Jiang Yufei's child and often came back to the Jiang family. He really should call xiaorou's father Grandpa. He always shouted like this before. Moreover, xiaorou's father is very good to Xuanxuan. Xuanxuan also likes Grandpa very much. He was also very uncomfortable when he heard the news.

"Don't disturb her when you sleep upstairs. Go to the next room and have a rest. I'll call you if necessary," Shen Yancheng said.

"OK, daddy, you can rest early." Xuanxuan is very sensible to go to bed and won't give you any trouble, because he knows that he can't help at this time, but as long as he doesn't get into trouble, he is the greatest help to his aunt and daddy.

Shen Yancheng put the porridge in the kitchen to keep warm. As long as the electricity is not turned off, xiaorou can eat whenever she wakes up. He got up and went to the second floor. He wanted to see her. As soon as he walked to the door, he found that xiaorou woke up. She sat alone at the head of the bed, her knees in her hands, and her eyes were very innocent.

At this time, she is a little girl, especially in need of comfort.

"Wake up?"

Shen Yancheng went in.

Jiang xiaorou glanced faintly. She really cried for too long. Her eyes were so swollen that her eyelids couldn't lift up.

"You haven't eaten all day. I cooked some porridge just now. Would you like to try it?" Shen Yancheng asked.

He spoke to Jiang xiaorou very carefully, for fear that even if a wrong sentence made her unhappy and shed tears.

Next second.

Jiang xiaorou really cried. Shen Yancheng was in a hurry every minute. He didn't do anything. He just cooked her a porridge. She didn't want to drink or didn't like porridge. Why did she cry?

Shen Yancheng fumbled around the room looking for paper towels. He found a piece of paper in the drawer under the wardrobe and directly came over. As soon as his hands pulled the paper towels, they flew out and landed on the bed everywhere.

He grabbed a bag, opened it and handed it to Jiang xiaorou, but she didn't even want to stretch out her hand and continued to shed tears. Shen Yancheng quickly took out a few and clumsily helped her wipe her tears.

"Why are you crying if you don't like porridge?"

"What's wrong with me that makes you feel bad? Or do you feel bad when I'm here? Then I'll go now. Can you stop crying?"

“……”

Shen Yancheng kept drawing paper to help Jiang xiaorou wipe her tears. She didn't cry. She was crying all the time. Her expression was distressing and terrible. Shen Yancheng couldn't stand women's tears. Seeing Jiang xiaorou's ghost appearance, this was the rhythm to torture him to death!

Soon.

Shen Yancheng finished the paper in his hand. He grabbed two more bags and opened them quickly.

At this time.

Jiang xiaorou finally stopped crying.

"When my father is there, he will cook for me. My father's craft is very good, but I can't eat it in the future. He's gone..." Jiang xiaorou said, tears still falling.

Shen Yancheng realized that it was not where he did badly, but that he did the same thing as xiaorou's father, which reminded xiaorou of her memories. She cried.

Now, Shen Yancheng didn't know what to say. Although he had many questions to ask xiaorou, now was not the time. He chose not to speak. He just helped her wipe away her tears when her tears fell.

Jiang xiaorou cried for a long time before she stopped. Her first sentence was: "I'm hungry. Where's your porridge?"

She finally wanted to eat.

"Get it right away."

Shen Yancheng runs so fast. Xiaorou wants to eat. She is happier than he is hungry. He runs to the kitchen and puts the porridge in a bowl and goes upstairs.

The porridge has just been cooked for a while, and it has been keeping warm. Now it is very hot. Shen Yancheng is anxious to let xiaorou eat the porridge immediately and want her to recover as soon as possible. He doesn't consider how hot the porridge bowl is, so he holds it directly in his hands.

Jiang xiaorou sat at the head of the bed and looked at the clumsy Shen Yancheng. He brought a bowl of porridge and burned his hands red. But he didn't feel it at all. He sat down and helped her blow the porridge.

"It's very hot. I'll blow it for you before eating," he said.

Jiang xiaorou sat at the head of the bed with her knees in her hands. She couldn't tell the taste of Shen Yancheng's porridge blowing.