Chapter 322

"She's just doing her duty." Ling Mu Chen's face is expressionless of take away the paper that wrap on finger, calm make my eyelid son all jumped.

Seeing that the blood of the wound had stopped, he raised his black and white eyes and added, "let me not get hurt. Tell my father that she takes good care of me."

Squatting on the ground Leng for a long time, I can't believe this is from a child's mouth.

Or that's what a child says about his mother.

"You, how can you say that? She's your mother." I am a little surprised to say.

"She's not."

Finally glanced at me again, Ling Mu Chen turned and went upstairs.

After a while, Su Xia came out from the top. She didn't find any medicine for emergency use.

"Where's Xiaochen? I've just been looking for it upstairs for a long time, but I find that there is no band aid in my home. Do you have it now? " She asked anxiously.

"Well I don't seem to have any on me. Why don't I go back to Ling's and ask him? "

"I'll trouble you."

"Nothing, no trouble."

I finished and went back to the Ling family, Xiao Shuang lived up to my expectations, has been pestering my aunt to play, I quietly took things and then folded back.

When she knocked on Susha's door again, she seemed a little absent-minded.

"I'm sorry, Jinyun. I have to trouble you again. Can you give these to Xiaochen for me? He is not very willing to see me now. Maybe I was too fierce just now. "

"Me? Yes, he can, but he doesn't even want to see you Can I do it? " I'm extremely skeptical.

Ling Muchen doesn't even recognize his mother. I'll be coaxed out by him if I'm an outsider.

"It doesn't matter. Just let him open the door and pass things in. I don't have any other way now. I'm worried about the wound infection when he touches things." Susha took my hand and pleaded.

"Well Well, I'll try. " I said reluctantly.

Step by step, I went upstairs and knocked on the door of Ling Muchen's room. "Xiaochen? are you there I'm your aunt Ye. If I hurt my hand, I have to wipe the medicine. Otherwise, I'll get better very slowly. Will you open the door and come to wipe the medicine for you? "

I tried to persuade him with my most gentle tone, but there was no movement inside.

I was downstairs looking at my su Xia spread hands, said that he can do nothing.

Just as Susha wanted me to go down, the back door snapped open.

Some silly eyes looked at that was opened a little crack in the door, Ling Muchen stood in that expressionless look at me, and then went back to the room.

Su Xia Dynasty I made a refueling gesture, I followed up and closed the door.

The decoration at the back of the door is even simpler or colder than I thought.

, because there was not a table in addition to a bed, but a piece of foam board laid on it underneath it, occupying a large part of the room's activity space, with some building blocks and comic books on it.

Su Xia really I don't know how to take care of children.

It can be seen from the fact that there is no spare first aid medicine in her home and the furnishings of Ling Muchen's room.

Even Ling Mo fan, who is like wood, knows that she wants to prepare a princess bed for Xiao Shuang's room, but Su Xia, who is a mother, can't even think of some daily things. No wonder she and Ling Mu Chen have been together for so many days and are still so unfamiliar.

"Does the hand still hurt?"

Ling Muchen is still sitting on the ground with building blocks, and the tissue wrapped on the wound doesn't know where he has thrown it.

After being ignored for a while, I sat next to Ling Muchen with a shy face, "do you like reading comics? Let me see Father and son? My aunt has seen it, ha ha... "

Embarrassed smile twice, I found Ling Muchen or didn't want to pay attention to my meaning, so I finally know the shut mouth.

Fortunately, although he didn't pay attention to me, he didn't kick me out. He was building his own building blocks.

His sense of spatial structure is quite good. Some small houses and cars are built in a good way, and some of his ideas are beyond my old aunt who has lived for so many years.

At the end of the building block house, Ling Muchen put two small building block figures in front of the house, which should refer to him and his father.

It turns out that he really wants Ling Chenyun to accompany him, but Ling Chenyun doesn't care about his son at all.

Ling Muchen seems to like quiet, because he has said something about it before, and he has been playing quietly since I came in.

They sat for a long time, until the wound on Ling Muchen's hand began to ooze blood because of the restlessness of his fingers, I remembered the purpose of this trip.

Frowning, I reached out to grab his hand, but he dodged.

"Wait a minute."Although I wanted to help him wrap the wound immediately, I still stopped according to his meaning.

Ling Mu Chen hesitated for a while and put a little man with long hair aside.

I think it was Susha in his heart. Although on the surface he felt very inhumane, he still took Susha as his mother's heart.

"All right? Well, let your aunt disinfect the wound for you. "

Silent a short while, Ling Mu Chen obediently stretched out a hand.

I feel very gratified with a cotton swab dipped in a little alcohol, "bear it, it may hurt a little."

Ling Mu Chen slightly nodded, still is that pair of placid appearance.

as like as two peas, I don't know if he is Ling Chen Yun's son. I really think he and Ling Mo Fan are carved out of a mold. These little expressions and characters are just the same.

Holding a cotton swab stained with alcohol to wipe his wound twice, I saw Ling Muchen's brow slightly wrinkled down a little.

This is the only expression he has seen since he was injured. From just now to now, he is neither noisy nor noisy. If he had been replaced by other children, he would have been crying now.

With a smile, I bowed my head and blew at his wound, "well, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt after blowing."

Ling Muchen stared at me for a long time, and his clear eyes seemed to light up something.

I smile at him, continue to help him to wrap the wound with band aid, "well, remember these days, don't touch the wound with water, let your mother watch when taking a bath. Also, remember to be careful in the future. Don't cut your hand again. "

I patted him on the head.

"She won't help me. I wash my own baths." Ling Muchen is not happy to tidy up his hair.

"Let her wash it for you today. You're sure to run into water by yourself. It's really not good Why don't you ask your aunt to come? "

"No way." Ling Mu Chen slightly disgusted to turn his head and overturned all the blocks he had just built, "you go out, it's noisy."

"I..." I opened my mouth and felt a little speechless.

Throw it when you use it. It really has the characteristics of Ling Mo fan.

Carrying the medicine downstairs, I put the bag with the medicine in my hand into Susha's hand who was watching TV downstairs.

"I'll give you all these to save you from using them in the future."

I can see from today's incident that Su Xia's ability to take care of her children is almost zero. It's reasonable for Ling Muchen to be so sensible. If such a mother wants to be ignorant, she will starve to death sooner or later.

"Well, thank you, Jinyun." She put the medicine aside casually with a happy face, "do you want to have a cup of tea before you go?"

"Well, I have something else to tell you." I did not hesitate to agree.

"Then I'll get you a glass of water." Susha got up and went to the kitchen.

A little induction like turned his head to look at the top, I just saw Ling Muchen retract his head to close the door.

Shaking my head and smiling, I got up and pulled Suxia out of the kitchen.

"Did you go to see Ling Chenyun yesterday? And he left Ling Muchen alone at home? "

What I want to ask is the last sentence, but Su Xia just paid attention to the previous sentence on the contrary.

"How do you know? Jinyun, I find that you seem to care about Ling Chenyun very much? Between you and him What happened? "

Su Xia looks suspicious. I don't have to guess much. I know what she's thinking.

"You think too much. I have nothing to do with him. Why do you want to leave Ling Muchen at home? Didn't you promise me to take good care of him that day? This is your own son

"I know. It's just that Ling Chenyun is looking for me for something urgent. Xiaochen is still sleeping, so I didn't wake him up." Su Xia some guilty said.

"Urgent? What's more important than your own children? Ling Chenyun asked you to go and you went. Do you really have any other illusions about him? " I feel a little strange.

Su Xia doesn't really think it's possible for her and Ling Chenyun, does she? If so, I have to wake him up on the spot. It's time for me to see his true face for so many years.

"No, there are other things. Oh, don't mind so much." Su Xia was a little bored.

"You think I want to take care of your business. I just pity Ling Muchen. Since you gave birth to him, you should be responsible for him."

"But he..."

Su Xia turns around and wants to say nothing. I blink and wait for her, but after waiting for a long time, Su Xia sighs heavily.

"I know. It won't be like this in the future."

"That's good. I hope you won't let him down again."

I patted her on the shoulder. Susha lowered her head and said "um" absently. I don't know if she has heard me.But if she doesn't listen to me, I won't say much anymore. After all, it's all other people's family business. I'm nosy.

"Well, it's getting late. My daughter is still waiting for me. I'll go first."

After that, I turned to leave, and was stopped by Su Xia.

"Jin Yun, although I know it's impolite to ask, I still want to ask your daughter Are you and your husband's children? "

At the foot of the action, I toward Su Xia brilliant smile.