When song Yishan saw that Xiaobao still had expectations for them, she was afraid that Xiaobao would abandon her. She immediately said: "of course they hate you. They don't hate how they abandoned you in those years. If I hadn't just saved you, you would have died. "
"..." Xiaobao felt a pain in his heart.
Song Yishan's voice rang out: "why do you let Dabao know about your existence? This is their conspiracy. In recent years, they have won a good reputation for their company under the guise of looking for you. Wherever they go, people are saying that they are affectionate and righteous, responsible for their son and so on. "
"Is the reputation of finding a son so good?" Xiaobao felt a little unreliable and asked.
"That's because they will advertise and then find a lot of people to praise them, so people outside will always say how good they are." When song Yishan mentioned Zhao Zhizhi, she began to slander her with the greatest malice.
Xiaobao is used to her reaction when she mentions these people. Instead, she stands quietly and listens.
After Song Yishan finished scolding others, she was in a good mood, but the whole person became so weak that she lay on the sofa and gasped.
Xiaobao quickly poured a cup of warm water for song Yishan to drink, then took out a bag of medicine, some anxiously looked at Song Yishan and said: "Mom, take the medicine quickly."
Song Yishan saw that Xiaobao's concern for her was true, which made her feel mixed.
When Xiao Bao saw that she didn't move, he put a pill into song Yishan's mouth and said, "Mom, open your mouth, ah..."
Song Yishan opens her mouth unconsciously and swallows the pill with warm water.
"Mom, you sit here and rest. I'll cook you porridge." Xiao Bao knew that she was ill again, so he obediently told her to lie down, while he went to cook porridge.
After Song Yishan got sick, her appetite became worse and worse. The only thing she could eat was white porridge.
Xiaobao skillfully moved the stool, stood on the stove to clean the rice, and then put it in the pot to cook slowly.
Song Yishan is lying on the sofa and sees Xiaobao cooking porridge for her seriously. Her tears flow down.
Her little treasure is really wonderful.
She is not worthy to be with him!
Xiaobao cooked two bowls of porridge, and then he quickly boiled a pot of water again, boiled the cleaned vegetables, picked them up, and simply put some peanut oil and salt. The extra seasoning could not be put, because song Yishan was ill and could not eat them.
"Mom, come and eat porridge!" Xiao Bao puts porridge and vegetables on the table, then turns around and calls song Yishan on the sofa.
But she was still lying there. Xiaobao thought she was asleep. When she came over, she looked into song Yishan's slightly red eyes.
"If it's uncomfortable, I'll bring porridge and vegetables and put them on the tea table." Xiaobao said, and quickly put the medicine on the tea table aside.
Because the doctor and the nurse said that it was the mother who had taken the medicine to protect her life, Xiaobao attached great importance to it, and usually followed song Yishan to take the medicine dutifully.
Song Yishan saw that Xiaobao was busy all the time. Her voice slowly said, "go and recognize Zhao Zhizhi."
"Mom?" Xiaobao can't believe it. He turns around and looks at Song Yishan. He still has a medicine bag in his hand.
"I should not live long. I'll be relieved if you recognize her." Song Yishan said feebly, "after I leave, at least someone will take care of you, so I will die in peace."