At the same time, in the ward.
Su Qingchen sat next to the man and asked solemnly, "Daddy, do you want to eat an apple?"
Fu yunshang: "no, thank you."
Su Qingchen blinked: "where are the oranges?"
Fu yunshang: "also do not eat."
Su Qingchen frowned. Daddy is really picky. Looking around at the other fruits in the fruit basket inside the house: "do you want strawberries?"
Fu yunshang: Why has the eldest son become so talkative?
If you don't talk, you don't eat. Su Qingchen put his eyes on big fruit and said, "there are Hami melon, watermelon, pitaya, grapefruit, avocado, mangosteen Which would you like to eat, daddy
Fu yunshang: The suspect was not in the ward, but in the fruit store.
Without waiting for Fu yunshang to reply, Su Yiran, holding a bag of potato chips, suddenly pokes out a small head and says, "brother, I want to eat strawberries. Can you help me wash them?"
Su Qingchen refused expressionless: "not now." Daddy was hurt badly. He wanted to accompany him. His brother was too careless. He didn't feel at ease.
Su Yiran tooted his mouth, a little disappointed: "OK ~"
Fu yunshang rubbed his forehead.
Why did Xiaobei go out so long and still not come back? He felt that he couldn't carry the baby alone.
Some kinds of fruit in the ward were finished by him. However, his father didn't like to eat any of them. After thinking about it, Su Qingchen asked again, "Daddy, do you want to drink some water?"
Fu yunshang said in a gentle tone: "Qingchen, if you feel bored, you can go out and play for a while."
"Never mind. I'm not bored."
“……” ok
There is a brief silence in the ward. She can only hear Su Yiran's crisp "click" sound when eating potato chips.
The father and son sat in a row at the head of the bed. Su Qingchen glanced at his happy brother, pursed his lips, opened the quilt and took a bottle of yogurt back. After sitting next to Fu yunshang again, he took two mouthfuls of yogurt and said, "Daddy, I'll tell you a story."
When he was sick and miserable, his mother would always be with him, telling him stories or singing nursery rhymes to distract his attention and coax him.
He can't sing, he can tell stories.
I don't want to hear it, but I can't say anything about rejecting my eldest son. Fu yunshang pulled a touch of pull is still very kind father's smile: "good, you talk about it."
Su Qingchen took two more mouthfuls of yogurt to moisten his throat, and then slowly opened his mouth. His voice was cadenced: "there are people in Chu who wade in the river. His sword fell into the water from the boat. Suddenly Ju (four tones) said to his boat," it is where my sword fell. " The boat stops... "
Fu yunshang:
Su Yiran heard this and interrupted: "brother, what are you talking about? How can I understand it? "
Su Qingchen patiently popularized science to his younger brother: "it's a fable called" carving a boat for a sword. "
Su Yiran said vaguely: "but what you hear makes people want to doze off I'll tell it to Daddy. "
"Cough, cough..." Su Yiran cleared her throat, put away her potato chips, straightened up and said, "on a dark and windy night in a month, a little rabbit with two carrots ran wild in a deep lane with only two garbage cans..."
"Why are there two trash cans?" Su Qingchen interrupts and asks questions.
"Because one is loaded with recyclable garbage, and the other is loaded with non recyclable garbage."
"Oh..." Su Qingchen looked down at the yogurt box in her hand and asked with a strong thirst for knowledge: "is the yoghurt that you haven't finished drinking is recyclable garbage or non recyclable garbage?"
Su Yiran:
What he tells is a story, not science popularization!
It's too much of a class!