The first pet of the famous family: the return of a thousand gold

Chapter 22 The road of gratitude is both obstructed and long

"My sister is good, you can't eat fruit salad."

Seeing her staring at the plate eagerly, Jun Haoran felt a battle between heaven and man in his heart, then pulled the plate away, and quickly pulled all the fruit salad into his mouth, not knowing what he saw.

The fruit is sweet and delicious, but it would be cruel to put it here to greedy my sister.When his sister recovered, he learned how to make this dish and made it for her every day.

Standing while others are sitting, watching while others are eating? !
Jiang Sesu couldn't hear the voice of the little brother, but only saw his domineering behavior of grabbing food, with a gloomy little face carved into jade, and went back to his room to take a nap behind closed doors in silent protest.

If she had known about today, she shouldn't have saved him last year!
The ungrateful little brat.

Jun Haoran sneezed for no reason, rubbed his nose with a napkin to comfort his worried grandma.

"My dad must have missed me."

Speaking of the son-in-law whom he hadn't seen for many years, Bai Wanqing also had to admit that the son-in-law spent far more energy on his grandson than ordinary people, and that's why he taught Hao'er so well by himself.

"Don't pay attention to him, you can eat at ease, grandma told him."

Jun Haoran didn't stop his grandma, he quickly ate himself seventy percent full, ran over to the phone, and asked his father for instructions.

"I want to live at my grandma's house."

To the surprise of the two of them, Jun Lianmo did not object this time.

"Grandma will clean up the house for you." Putting down the phone, Bai Wanqing was so happy that she couldn't even take a nap.

"Grandma, don't be so busy, I live in a room with my sister."

Jiang Sesur lived in Nanjing Fang's former room. Before Jun Haoran came over occasionally, he lived in his mother's room.

"Okay, you go to take a nap with your sister first. In the afternoon, grandma will clean up your uncle's room, and you can live in it."

Nanjing Yang served as a soldier all year round, and his house was empty.

Bai Wanqing has already thought about adding another bed for her grandson, even the color of the bedding and pillows, adding another wardrobe, buying new clothes and toiletries, time is tight and tasks are heavy!

The corners of Jun Haoran's mouth curved slightly in joy, and he groped into the back room lightly, looking at the little girl who was sleeping obediently on the bed.

My sister looks so cute when she is asleep, like a doll.

Jun Haoran crawled over to put his arms around his sister, and closed his eyes contentedly.

Although he has been helped by hypnosis for the past year, he still cannot sleep well.Finally found her!Jun Haoran fell asleep in a second with peace of mind.

Hearing that his breathing became steady and regular, Jiang Sesu quietly opened his eyes.

Don't you think it's too hot to squeeze together on a hot day?He really came to harm her.

Jiang Sesur turned around, easily broke free from his arms, yawned and fell asleep.

When he woke up, Jiang Sesur was sweating lightly, and was hugged by this brat again.

She frowned and kicked him away.

"Don't be afraid, sister, I will protect you."

Jun Haoran said in a sleepy voice, closed his eyes and opened his arms, groping for her in a half-dream and half-awake state.

Jiang Sesu kicked him again angrily, and slipped on his shoes.

It's time for her to take her medicine.

Aunt Wang came over with a small casserole, and looked behind her empty, with a loving smile on her round face.

"Turse woke up? You're so good, you never need to be called. Where's your little brother?"

Aunt Wang opened the casserole, filled a small bowl of medicinal food and put it on the table.

"I can't wake up."

Jiang Sesur obediently climbed up to the chair and sat down, smelling the faint smell of Chinese medicine in the medicated diet, she didn't feel disgusted, but she didn't like it much, so she picked up a small spoon and ate it in one bite.

She had just finished filing a complaint when Jun Haoran ran out in a hurry, saw her sitting and eating obediently, heaved a sigh of relief, buttoning up her short-sleeved white shirt, and went back to wash up.

"Hao'er also came over to eat, and stewed a lot." Bai Wanqing changed into a dark green cheongsam she was out with, and sat down gracefully, greeting her grandson by the way.

This medicinal diet recipe was passed down from their Bai family ancestors, and it is mainly warming and nourishing, and the most important thing is to nourish people.

Jiang Sesur glanced at the other two small bowls on the table, chewing intently and quickly, keeping in mind the principle of twenty strokes per bite.

Everyone has a share, now the little bastard doesn't need to grab her rations, right?Snatching food from the tiger's mouth, but there is no more, she has given face!

After a while, Jun Haoran cleaned up and came out refreshed. He smelled the familiar unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and frowned slightly imperceptibly. He watched Jiang Sesu eating with a blank expression, and mouthed it as if he had completed the task. Stuffed inside, faintly feeling distressed.

Living under the fence is not easy, grandma told me not to eat anything, she dare not refuse at all, right?

"I haven't eaten this for a long time, and I still think about it. Sister, can't you finish it? Give it to me."

Jun Haoran took a deep breath, looked up and poured down the bowl of weird medicinal food, and snatched the remaining half bowl in front of Jiang Sesur, without saying a word, he swallowed it cruelly!
Putting the empty bowl on the table, Jun Haoran went to see Jiang Sesu first.

The little girl's eyes were wide open, her little mouth was tightly pursed, and she clutched the little spoon in her hand tightly in fear, which made him feel distressed again.

Grandma is strict, she must have suffered a lot of grievances.

But it doesn't matter, from today onwards, he will protect her!He is a little man who knows how to repay his kindness!
Jiang Sesur squinted at his provocative eyes, wishing to poke the handle of the spoon into his eyeballs!

"Grandma, he bullied me."

Jiang Sesu didn't want to swallow his anger, and turned his head to complain.

"Brother Hao'er really likes you." Bai Wanqing hadn't enjoyed the fun of her sons and daughters arguing and bickering around their knees for many years, and they were very happy to make love.

Reminded by his grandma's eyes in a daze, Jun Haoran took Jiang Sesur's little hand to apologize.

"My sister is not angry, it's my brother's fault."

After finishing speaking, he kissed Jiang Sesu's white and tender face.

So smooth and fragrant, like a delicious cake.

Jun Haoran flickered, the kiss took a little longer, and was pushed away by Jiang Sesur in disgust.

"I kiss you just after eating, you are so dirty."

Jun Haoran, who was blatantly disgusted, was stabbed to his sensitive self-esteem, and instinctively got angry.

But her eyes fell on her little face that was rubbed red by her little hand, and the insignificant flame was extinguished, and without thinking, she went to take her hand away, frowned and breathed lightly on her red face.

"Take it easy, don't you feel pain?"

The preaching tone was subconsciously persuasive, and there was a hint of distress?
This can't be a fool, can it?

Jiang Sesur shook off his hand, turned his head and walked away gracefully.

Jun Haoran's hands were still in the air, and her mind was filled with the idiot-like disgust in her eyes.

Why doesn't my sister like him?Was he not good enough for her?
Bai Wanqing watched the whole process of the argument between the little brothers and sisters, coughed lightly, and swallowed the smile that came to his lips, not to add insult to injury to his grandson's battered young heart.

"Hao'er, let's go, grandma will take you to school, don't tell my sister to wait."

Her family's Sese is not a little flower bone in a greenhouse. She can still be a monster when she is fine. If she is provoked, that person's fate will not be too good.

The grandson's way of repaying gratitude is destined to be uneven.

Ms. Bai, the former chairman of the Association for Literature and Art, who has written books all her life, cut off the outdated and instinctive passage in her mind that "the grace of saving life can't be repaid, so I have to promise it with my body", and reminded myself a little ashamedly, facing children, she Think more simply.

(End of this chapter)