80s: Little Sweet Wife

The next day, Meimei didn't go shopping with Xiao Se as scheduled, because Xiong Mumu had a cold, and it was okay to come back from Xiao's house. In the evening, she ate a big bowl of rice and ate three large steaks, but she had a fever in the middle of the night, still the same. The little fat man who slept in the same room noticed something was wrong and ran to wake up Meimei.

This child, Xiong Mumu, was really frightened to death when he got sick. The temperature was thirty-nine and a half degrees, his throat was so swollen that he couldn't even speak, and his face was flushed, as if it was cooked.

Meimei was still quite guilty. She should have persuaded him earlier, and should not have allowed Xiong Mumu and Xiao Se to make trouble, but she didn't expect this guy's body to be so unsatisfactory!

The old man and their dedicated doctor came over in the morning to give Xiong Mumu an injection, but the burning subsided, but the cough also followed, one after another, just like pulling a bellows, it made the big guy feel uncomfortable at all.

Meimei called Xiao Se and pushed for today's appointment. She had to stay at home to take care of Xiong Mumu. The old lady was old, but she couldn't be burdened.

"Xiong Mumu, get up and drink the porridge!"

The porridge is white porridge with added ingredients, which should be able to help Xiong Mumu's body, but his lung heat is brought from the womb, so he can only adjust it slowly, hoping to get better when he grows up.

"I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."

Xiong Mumu has a tight headache and a bitter mouth. He has no appetite and just wants to sleep.

"What are you sleeping, fourth brother, you and Xiaochao hold him down, fifth brother, you open his mouth!"

Meimei will not be as soft-hearted as the Zhao family. In the past, when Xiong Mumu fell ill, he would not eat this one or the other. The Zhao family felt bad for him, so they also let him go, and the three-point disease also became ten.

She is not so good at talking. She doesn't have the strength to defeat the virus if she doesn't eat. Instead, she tossed herself. She asked Zhao Xuehai and the three to hold down Xiong Mumu and poured the warm white porridge down the spoonfuls. Ducks fill with sand.

The bowl of white porridge soon came to an end, and Xiong Mumu also sweated a lot, and his spirit was much better.

"Zhao Mei, wait for me, wait until I get better and see how I teach you a stinky girl!" Xiong Mumu yelled in anger with a broken gong.

Meimei snorted, and if you have the strength to scold someone, it means that you are not seriously ill, it is no big deal!

She added sleeping pills to the white porridge~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiong Mumu shouted a few words, and soon fell asleep with a sick face that I felt pity for.

Xiao Se brought fruit to visit Xiong's shoes in the afternoon, even though she was reluctant, how good it is to stay at home and play with pets on such a hot day, why did you run out to see that nasty guy, but Uncle Steven He and Aunt Susi asked her to come, and said that Xiong Mumu was sick because of her, and it was too inhumane not to come.

So Miss Xiao appeared in Zhao's living room in the afternoon, nibbling on the special watermelon with satisfaction, completely forgetting the sick number in the room.

That nasty guy was sleeping, she didn't look at it out of politeness, Uncle Steven couldn't fault it, it's more important to eat watermelon!

"Hey, Thurse, your father is going to hold an art exhibition tomorrow, shall we go to see it?"

With sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, he saw the headlines of the newspaper on the coffee table at a glance. Xiao Jingming's three big characters appeared on the paper. He picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. Thinking of visiting and studying.

Xiao Se sneered, with a look of disdain, "There's nothing good-looking, it's all rubbish!"