Chapter 42

Fu Yunjian looked at himself in the mirror, glanced at Yan Xiaosui again, and observed carefully, but he also felt very similar.

The similarity is not only between eyebrows and eyes, but also between facial features!

Zhang tezhu stood aside and looked at them carefully. Unexpectedly, he also felt that Fu Yunjian was very similar to Yan Xiaosui.

Yan Xiaosui leaned against the edge of the bed and looked at the man. "Uncle, is it like?"

Fu Yunjian raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, picked up Yan Xiaosui and put him on his lap, reaching out to take the mirror from her hand.

He looked at them again according to their faces, and still felt that Yan Xiaosui was too similar to himself.

It seems to be carved out of a mold.

The man seemed to think of something. His deep eyes sank and asked, "how old is this year?"

Yan Xiaosui leaned against Fu Yunjian's arms, and his immature voice sounded in the room, "five years old."

Mommy only said that she couldn't say her address and school to the outside world, as if she didn't say that she couldn't say her age.

Five years old

Fu Siyan looked back and forth between Yan Xiaosui and Fu Jingyan. "Then uncle asked you another question, why were you in the cafe yesterday?"

Yan Xiaosui blinked his big round eyes. Yu Guang glanced at Fu Jingyan and saw that he was tightening his lips. His eyes were picked up and he said, "there are delicious desserts in the coffee shop. I saw them on the cloud review. I wanted to taste them, so I secretly went out to the coffee shop."

"Secretly? Won't your aunt let you go?" Fu Yunjian grasped the key points in the children's words, and then began to talk.

"Yes, my family won't let me eat sweet food." Yan Xiaosui pouted and complained discontentedly, "don't eat highly fried food, pickles, spicy food, sour food, and high-intensity exercise..."

Balabala listed a lot.

Fu Yunjian listened to several matters listed by Yan Xiaosui, and then linked the matter that the doctor said yesterday that the child had a bad heart.

Now listening to what the child said, Fu Yunjian affirmed that the child was suffering from heart disease.

"Is your family so strict with you?"

"Uh huh." Yan Xiaosui seems to enjoy being gently touched by Fu Yunjian.

Every time a man touches the top of her hair, she will deliberately close her head to the man's generous palm.

Fu Yunjian was also aware of the child's action, and his originally tight face had already eased down at this time.

I don't know why, when he was young, he was like holding his own child.

"Did xiaobaozi suddenly get sick?" Yan Xiaosui reached out and touched Fu Jingyan's hand, turned his eyes and admonished Fu Yun, "when he came to the hospital to see me at noon, he was still fine."

"...." when Fu Yunjian looked at the innocent eyes of the last banquet, he was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to explain.

If he had known that the steamed stuffed bun would vomit again, he would not have forced him to try the dishes in the hotel.

I wanted to make my children eat well, but I didn't want to make a fool of myself.

Fu Yunjian's low voice sounded in Yan Xiaosui's ear, "it's my uncle who didn't take good care of the steamed stuffed bun."

"So..." Yan Xiaosui nodded vaguely, then climbed directly from Fu Yunjian's leg to the hospital bed and sat at the head of the bed with Fu Jingyan.

She took the tablet computer on the bedside table, "password."

Fu Jingyan raised his hand to input the password, and then looked at her suspiciously, not knowing what she was going to do.

Yan Xiaosui opened the location of connecting to the network, entered the network password, and connected the tablet to the network.

"Why don't you have any software on your tablet?" Yan Xiaosui whispered.

Then click the application market and start downloading and installing the software.

Before long, twoorthree video apps were installed. Yan Xiaosui opened one of them, entered the account and password, and directly clicked on the viewing record under the account.

Soon, the sound of cartoons rang out in the quiet ward.

Fu Yunjian looked at the skillful movements of every year, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help pumping, thinking that the child came in for this purpose.