Chapter 9

Zhang Ma takes song Xiaoman to the living room, brings a plate of glutinous rice and walnut cake and puts it on the tea table.

"Eat

In this Qin garden, except for the old housekeeper Zhong Bo, her mother Zhang is the oldest maid. Usually, the old man wants her to wait on her. No one is comfortable. The old man gives her the biggest red envelope on New Year's day.

Song Xiaoman picked up a piece of cake. It was cold.

The cold cake is as hard as stone and hard to eat.

Give her something like this?

Zhang Ma glared at her contemptuous eyes: "why don't you eat it? It's delicious. Eat it all."

A silly girl, she certainly won't put in the eye.

Think about it, I'm really angry for her young master. However, is this old man stupid? How can he let the young master marry a stupid woman with abnormal brain?

Seeing the young master being ruined like this!

Song Xiaoman smiles, takes a bite in his mouth and chews hard.

At the end of the meal, there was little left of a plate of cake.

Mother Zhang bent down and said, "is it delicious?"

"Well, good, delicious."

"Go out with me when you finish eating. The old man said he would take you to the yard." Zhang Ma grabs song Xiaoman by the wrist, without respect in her eyes, as if she is holding a dog.

"Oh."

As soon as song Xiaoman got up, he saw Qin Shinan come out of his study.

She immediately shakes off Zhang Ma's hand, rubs rubs rubs rubs rubs to run to front: "old, husband."

Looking at the silly little face in front of him, Qin Shinan's gloomy face eased a lot: "did you go to play in the yard?"

Song Xiaoman shook his head: "not yet, not yet."

"Next time, let's go home."

Qin Shinan took song Xiaoman by the hand and went out.

As he passed by his mother, song Xiaoman suddenly stopped and leaned toward the man: "Oh... Pain, pain..."

Qin Shinan looked down at the little girl and frowned: "where does it hurt?"

"Stomach, stomachache..."

Song Xiaoman covers his stomach with his hand, squats on the ground slowly, and then simply lies down.

My stomach hurts!

Qin when the South color a tight, bent down to hold up the little girl: "how can the stomach pain?"

Song Xiaoman bit his lip and shook his head. His face was very painful.

Old housekeeper Zhong Bo came over: "young master, why don't you go to the room first? I'll call the old man's personal doctor right away."

In recent years, the old man's health has been deteriorating, so the private doctor lives in the back building where people live. In case of emergency, he can arrive in the shortest time.

After hesitation, Qin Shinan took song Xiaoman up the stairs.

Qinyuan is more than 20 kilometers away from the hospital in the urban area. The little girl suddenly felt so painful that he was worried that something might happen on the road.

Entering the room, song Xiaoman is put on the bed.

But she grabbed his big hand and refused to let it go. She cried miserably: "old man, my husband... OK, it hurts!"

Qin Shinan sat by the bed and stroked the little girl's face: "is it very painful?"

Vomit——

Nauseous——

Song Xiaoman suddenly lay on the man's leg and vomited out all the food he had just eaten, which made his trousers full of them!

Downstairs, mother Zhang was frozen in the same place, her back was cold, and her eyes slowly looked upstairs.

It's like seeing a ghost.

She, she, she

She was not mistaken.

When the fool was carried upstairs by the young master just now, it was clear that... It was clear that he turned back and glared at her!