Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"It's really tripped." Bao Siheng signaled Fang Jianning to take a step back. He lightly fiddled twice, and after a crisp "pop", the lights in the basement came back on.

The circuit was restored, and the two hurried upstairs. Fang Jianning learned about Bo Yan's fear of the dark on the way just now, and she regretted not being with Bo Yan at the first moment of the power outage.

But when they came to the living room, they saw Fang Sirui holding Bao Yan's hand, and the two walked down the stairs one after the other.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry!" Seeing Bo Yan's eyes that were red from crying, Fang Jianning felt sore, and hurried up to hug him: "Did I scare you just now?"

Bo Yan shook his head, and obediently shook the hand he held with Fang Sirui at Fang Jianning: "With Big Brother here, I'm not afraid!"

"You called him..." Fang Jianning looked at Bo Yan in surprise.

"Brother!" Fang Sirui puffed out his chest and helped Fang Jianing complete the rest of the words.

Fang Jianning looked at Bo Yan and then at Fang Sirui in disbelief, always feeling that this matter was a little unreal.

These two...haven't been arguing endlessly about "who should be the eldest brother", and they reconciled so quickly?
Fang Jianning was surprised by such an easy compromise.

Only Bao Siheng, who had been silent all this time, knew that it was not surprising at all.

In fact, Bo Yan has always been a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Although he is stubborn and cold on the surface, he is easily moved by people he trusts and compromises in his heart.

Just like a few days ago, because Fang Jianning appeared in time to save him in the heavy rain, he easily changed his name to call her mother.

"Okay, Mommy, Daddy, go and rest, I will sleep with him in my little brother's room tonight, so I won't scare him!"

Fang Sirui announced to Fang Jianning and Bao Siheng responsibly, then took Bao Yan's hand and walked upstairs.

When passing by Bao Siyin at the stairs, Fang Sirui and her exchanged a look that only they could understand each other.

it is more than words!
Looking at the back of Bo Yan, who was following Fang Sirui in a docile manner, a cramped smile appeared on the corner of Bao Siyin's mouth.

Yan Yan, aunt, there is nothing you can do about it. In order to bring you an uncle back as soon as possible, you should sacrifice a little...

Early in the morning, the hospital was crowded with people, Xu Shaohan arranged things one by one, his mouth was already parched, he poured half a glass of water, and hurried to the outpatient room.

The door of the outpatient room has long been photographed as a long queue.

For a moment, Xu Shaohan was in a daze. He managed to get up in a hospital, and he hadn't enjoyed the treatment of the big boss. Why is he busier than before?
However, this kind of languid thought only jumped for a moment. When he saw the mother holding the pale-faced child tightly in her arms at the back of the line, he quickened his pace, and his heart was instantly filled with a sense of mission.

Saving the dying and healing the wounded is his original intention, no matter what, it will not change!
Just as he sat down, a message popped up on his phone.

"Doctor Xu, I'm afraid I'll be rude to you on the phone, so I'll send you a text message first, good morning!"

Xu Shaohan was stunned for a second, this nonsensical text message style didn't seem like someone he was familiar with, so, out of politeness, he quickly replied.

"Who are you?"

But the other party did not reply for a long time, Xu Shaohan put the phone on the table and began to see patients.

"Mommy, I want to eat that braised pork!"

At the dinner table, Si Rui raised his bowl high towards Fang Jianning.

"Mommy, I want it too!"

Siyao followed suit and extended the bowl over.

"And that, lion head! And ribs, ribs..."

"I want it too! I want it too!"

"Okay, Mommy will clip it for you!"

With a smile on his face, Fang Jianning put the dishes that the two little guys wanted to eat into their bowls one by one.

"Thank you Mommy!"

"Mommy, I love you!"

"Mommy loves you too, be good, eat quickly!"

Sirui Siyao smiled cheerfully and contentedly, while Fang Jianning also had a doting look on her face.

This scene hurt Bo Yan's heart.

He stared blankly at the operation of the brother and sister, and wanted to feel the feeling of being spoiled by his mother, but he really couldn't do it like the two of them held up a bowl to flatter and beg.

After pondering for a while with his eyes downcast, Bo Yan suddenly raised his head, as if he had made a great determination, he straightened his back, and turned his face to look at Fang Jianning.

"Mom, I want you to feed me!"

"Ah?" Fang Jianning was taken aback by Bao Yan's serious look, and stared at him blankly: "Hey... hello you?"

"Yes." Bo Yan nodded stiffly, and then seemed to try to prove the rationality of his request. He poked his neck and showed his hand to Fang Jianing: "My hand is injured!"

Fang Jianning looked at the little hands that were pierced by thorns a few days ago, and said with a smile: "Your hands are already healed!"

"There are still scars!"

Seeing Bao Yan's slightly flushed face, Fang Jianning suddenly understood something, smiled knowingly, pulled Bao Yan's hand up, looked at it quite seriously, and nodded: "Well, there is indeed a scar, so what about this scar? Mama rice feeds you!"

Bo Yan caught the meat that Fang Jianing sent with his mouth, and while chewing, raised his eyebrows and looked at Sirui Siyao's two brothers and sisters, quite proud, but he didn't want to be the first to react, but someone else.

"Snapped--"

The chopsticks were placed heavily on the table, and Bao Siheng stood up with a serious face.

"I'm full." The voice was as cold as if it had just been fished out of an ice cave.

Si Rui and Siyao couldn't help shivering. After all, this was the first time their brothers and sisters saw Bao Siheng's cold face in front of them. Xiang Fang Jianning.

"Mummy... Daddy doesn't seem happy!" Si Rui said in a low voice, leaning towards Fang Jianning.

"I didn't make Daddy angry, I'm very good!" Siyao also curled her neck to express her opinion.

Only Bo Yan sat there with a mouthful of food in his mouth, a little at a loss.

"It's okay!" Fang Jianning smiled at the three children, and comforted softly: "It has nothing to do with you, hurry up and eat, the food will be cold in a while!"

Seeing Fang Jianning appearing at the door of the study with a dish, a trace of surprise flashed through Bao Siheng's eyes, but he quickly put on a straight face, quickly picked up the newspaper on the table, and looked serious and concentrated.

"Let's eat!"

Fang Jianning went in and put the plate on the table in front of him.

"Take it away, don't eat it, I'm full."

The sound of the urn urn was obviously emotional.Fang Jianning pursed her lips, and continued: "They are all your favorite dishes, specially reserved for you!"

"Don't you see I'm busy?"

Bao Siheng deliberately pretended to be cold, and there was a bit of arrogance in his tone, but the corner of his eye covered by the newspaper was looking at the dinner plate from the corner of his eye. It really was his favorite dish!

She has already secretly figured out what she likes?
There was a burst of joy in his chest, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, suddenly realizing that his emotions should not be exposed, he quickly tightened his facial expression, and deliberately lifted the newspaper up to prevent the other party from seeing his face.

"Yes, I see." Fang Jianning nodded, took a step forward without haste, put his hands on the table, looked at someone from the newspaper, and said faintly: "But, Boss Boss is so busy... Is it a little far-fetched?"