Through the book eighty: the group pet Fubao is busy getting rich

Chapter 131 The Acting Hanhan

"I see." Tian Hengyuan nodded humbly and learned another trick.

"Let's go, go see brother Han, then go to the godmother's house, and ask her to ask if she can help sell the bracelet. At noon, let's buy five catties of pork ribs and cook a big pot for everyone to mend. "

Tian Chengcheng understood that no matter how much money was given to Wang Xiaohong, she would not be willing to buy too much. Even if she bought it for others, she would treat herself and her three daughters harshly.

It's better for her to buy it herself, buy some good ones every now and then, and raise their bodies first before doing the next thing.

After Fu Xinhan was warned yesterday, when he saw Tian Chengcheng and Tian Hengyuan today, his expression didn't look so bad. He knew they would bring steamed buns, and he cooked some rice porridge, the temperature was just right.

"Hanhan is really good, he can also make porridge, but your legs are inconvenient now, you still need to raise your legs first, don't bump into them." Tian Hengyuan warned.

"En." Fu Xinhan responded, and opened the buns to see that there were only nine buns in total. He silently slowed down the speed of eating buns, and put them down after eating three, "I'm full."

Tian Chengcheng only ate one and drank a big bowl of porridge.

Eating meat buns early in the morning is indeed a bit greasy.

"Fubao, eat two more, you eat too little." Tian Hengyuan hastily handed over two to Tian Chengcheng, afraid that she would not be full because of the shortage of buns.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will never treat myself badly when it comes to eating. I have to save some stomach and drink bone soup at noon, and I was full yesterday, so I feel a little nauseous when I see the buns today." Tian Chengcheng showed a mouthful of Xiaobai tooth.

Tian Hengyuan thought about it too, "Then you can eat Fubao as you like, don't treat yourself badly, Hanhan will eat another one."

Fu Xinhan did not refuse.

Although he is very thin, he has a good appetite and eats similar to Tian Hengyuan.

And he thought that if he eats more good food, his legs will grow back quickly, and he will be able to go out.

After eating, Tian Chengcheng discussed with Tian Hengyuan what to buy. At this time, the patients were seeing malted milk being popular. It was a luxury at that time, and most people couldn't afford it.

"Is malted milk a tonic?" Tian Chengcheng asked.

It was because she was ignorant, as a post-zero child who grew up in a honeypot, she had never heard of things like malted milk.

"Yes, eating is good for your health." Tian Hengyuan stroked her hair, "I'll buy you something to drink when I get back, it's good for children to drink."

What Tian Hengyuan thought was: Fu Bao grows up so big and doesn't know about malted milk, how pitiful!
Tian Chengcheng saw Tian Hengyuan's eyes and guessed what he was thinking, but she couldn't say it.

"Okay, buy one can per person." Tian Chengcheng said proudly.

The smile on Tian Hengyuan's face was a little stiff, and he said, "You don't need it, uncle, buy it for someone else."

That thing is expensive, so Fu Bao didn't stop him from buying it, but he let it go.

"No, everyone has a share, no one less." Tian Chengcheng insisted.

Isn't it just a bottle of malted milk, she can still afford it, what she wants to do most now is to quickly make up the health of the people around her.

Seeing her insistence, Tian Hengyuan didn't say anything more.

"I want to go with you too." Fu Xinhan said.

"What are you going to do to let you take care of your legs at home, don't you understand?" Tian Chengcheng glared at him.

This brat is too worried.

"I'm going. Seeing patients is not work. I go out to bask in the sun, and I'm getting bored in the house every day." Fu Xinhan said.

Tian Chengcheng smiled, but the smile was a little scary.

Tian Hengyuan hurriedly persuaded: "Hanhan, just listen to Fubao, and when your legs are healed, go wherever you want."

Fu Xinhan ignored it directly, and looked at Tian Chengcheng with firm eyes, meaning: I'm going!

Seeing his expression, Tian Chengcheng suppressed the urge to beat the baby, "Alright, you can go if you want, but there is one thing, you jump around by yourself, no one cares about you anyway."

Fu Xinhan nodded, went to the bedroom to get his coat and put it on, holding his crutch.

On the way, Fu Xinhan limped along, but his speed was not slow.

The sun was shining on his forehead, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Tian Chengcheng's mouth was hard and her heart softened, so she helped him up.

However, Fu Xinhan was very rude, and put his arms directly on her shoulders, and in the next second, he put the weight of his body on her "thin" shoulders.

The strength suddenly dropped, Tian Chengcheng let out an ouch, and almost fell to the ground.

"... Fu Xinhan, can you do it?"

The corners of Fu Xinhan's mouth raised slightly, "Fubao, I'm a little tired."

Tian Chengcheng rolled up his sleeves, and while supporting him, he muttered: "I told you not to come, but you still want to come, you know you are tired now."

Fu Xinhan remained silent, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the pressure on her gradually eased.

Last night, he gave himself another needle, and finally took a hot bath. Today, he felt a lot lighter all over his body, as if he had used inexhaustible strength, and his legs could fall to the ground.

Tian Chengcheng felt that his strength was getting weaker, so she couldn't help but look over, and when she saw his legs fall to the ground, she was so angry that she tugged at his ears.

"Who told you to walk on that leg, so you won't be afraid of being lame for the rest of your life?"

In the book, Fu Xinhan is lame, but she still cares about it, and hopes to get over this calamity.

"I won't be limping anymore, it's almost over." Fu Xinhan didn't avoid it either.

Tian Chengcheng tugged for a while, then let go of her hand in embarrassment.

well!Silly boy, he doesn't even know how to dodge when he is beaten!

On the way, they bought malted milk, Guoguang apples, and canned yellow peaches, and took them to Luo Hongyan's house.

Luo Hongyan didn't go to work for the past few days, and her worried hair turned white. When she saw Tian Chengcheng and the three of them carrying things, she hurriedly greeted them in.

"You come here as soon as you come, why are you buying so many things?" Luo Hongyan poured water for the three of them, and asked about the fabric. Fubao is my daughter-in-law, but she hasn't done things well, maybe it's because of her lack of fate."

Luo Hongyan sighed, she looked completely different from the happy face before.

"Aunt Luo, is Uncle very ill? Can we see him?"

Tian Chengcheng asked.

There was an accident at home, and she couldn't talk about the bracelet, so she just wanted to help Luo Hongyan's lover.

"Okay, I just woke up, he must be happy to see you, maybe he will be cured when he is happy." Luo Hongyan hurriedly led them to the back room, "Old Cheng, Fubao and the others came to see you."

The doors and windows in the bedroom were closed tightly, but it was cleaned cleanly and there was no unpleasant smell.

Cheng Qianqian was lying on the bed unable to move, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanting, which was obviously a stroke.

"Aunt Luo, it's so serious, why don't you send Uncle Cheng to the hospital?" Tian Chengcheng asked.

"It's a coincidence that you guys came back from the hospital this morning. It is said that there is no good way for a stroke. You can raise it slowly. The extent to which you can raise it depends on the nature of the individual. What can we do? Old Cheng is only 45, and there are still ten years left. I'm retiring."

Thinking of the future, Luo Hongyan shed tears.

Cheng Xiangqian hummed twice, his face turned red, as if he wanted to say something.

(End of this chapter)