my husband is crazy

As soon as the Ling family left, it can be said that the precious child sent by the family after being ordered to cry fainted. The old lady Qin didn't know how to explain.

Fortunately, the family has a big business, the old lady is also old, and there are two doctors in the house all the year round. Ling Xiran fainted here, and the doctor on the other side was invited by the footman.

A Chinese doctor and a western doctor each carried a small square suitcase. Before they came, they thought that something serious had happened. After they came, they took turns to look at Ling Xiran.

One rolled his eyelids, the other took his pulse, and the two discussed again. The Chinese doctor was senior and looked at the old lady.

The old lady twirled a string of sandalwood beads in her hand, recited Amitabha, and asked the old Chinese doctor anxiously: "What's the matter with this child, what's the matter, he passed out from crying?"

The old Chinese doctor speculated and opened his mouth: "Spleen deficiency is weak, qi and blood are insufficient, external heat is internal cold, and there is a slight deficiency of fire. This child seems to have some congenital deficiencies."

The old lady knew all this, and Wang Baoli did not hesitate to explain, she directly asked the main point: "What's wrong with this child now? Why didn't he wake up?"

The old Chinese doctor said concisely: "Fall asleep."

The old lady thought she was too old to be deaf, so she was stunned: "What? Asleep?"

Turning to the eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law, she sighed: "Look, I'm really old and I can't hear clearly. What did Doctor Feng say just now?"

The first wife and the second wife looked at each other, and at the same time they went to ask Dr. Feng: "Doctor Feng, do you think that brother—this child is asleep?"

Dr. Feng stroked his gray goatee: "If you don't have enough energy and blood, you will easily get sleepy. In addition, this boy cries too much. When he is weak and tired, why don't he just close his eyes and lie down on the bed to sleep."

The old lady, the eldest wife and the second wife let out a breath at the same time, Ling Xiran fell asleep suddenly, and was still in a deep sleep, unable to wake up.

But after all, it was nothing serious, or even considered an accident, but it was better than anything else, and they felt relieved of a big stone in their hearts.

Ling Xiran is fine here, so Qin Buchuan must be blamed for it.

The first wife and the second wife really wanted to beat the brat up, but it was not his parents who got in the way.

The old lady stood up and walked to the closet, really wanting to teach the child a lesson, because she had really caused a serious disaster.

Not to mention anything else, Ling Xiran is a guest, a precious child entrusted by others, Qin Buchuan bullied him to tears like this, deep down he really has a problem with his character.

The old lady stood in front of the closet, and after a few seconds she still sighed: "Xiao Chuan, come out, you two are just two children playing around, are you still afraid that grandma will take it as a big deal? Children, knock It’s okay to cry after bumping into each other.”

As the old lady said, the wardrobe door was still motionless, which showed that the people inside were not ready to come out.

In the end, the old lady sent a burly woman to carry Ling Xiran to her room, and led a group of people away, hoping that Qin Buchuan would come out when there was no one else, and hide in the closet, what should he do if he gets bored.

Unexpectedly, Qin Buchuan did it very thoroughly, and when dinner came to hear the servant's report, he still hid in the closet and did not come out.

The nurse tried her best to pull him out, but Qin Buchuan seemed to have pinned the door from the inside with something, and the nurse didn't open the door either.

In the afternoon, because she felt sorry for him, the nanny talked a lot of good and bad things outside, her mouth was dry, and she didn't say anything about Qin Buchuan.

The nanny got angry too, shouted "I don't care about you", and left the room with her fat buttocks twisted.

Qin Buchuan hugged his head, curled up in the closet, nodded his head and fell asleep like Ling Xiran. It turned out that he didn't listen to a single word of what the nanny said, and took it as a lullaby.

When it was time for dinner, the cook was specially instructed on the table to make some children's favorite food, and the pastry chef was asked to make two small pieces of cream cake.

As a result, not only Qin Buchuan shrunk into a tortoise and did not come out of the closet, Ling Xiran also seemed to be hibernating, still sounding asleep.

The old lady was a light sleeper at night, and seeing that Ling Xiran was about to sleep until dawn, she asked her mother-in-law to carry him back to his room—the room had already been tidied up, and under the command of his servant, it was almost placed at home with him. time exactly the same.

Ling Xiran woke up in the middle, muttered a few words, and was put on a bed with a soft mattress, covered with an eiderdown quilt, with his head retracted halfway, and continued to sleep.

During this sleep, he slept until the tip of the moon in the middle of the night, the evening breeze was blowing, and the moon was bright and bright. There was a large lattice window in his bedroom, and the glass on the window was wiped very clean.

Ling Xiran woke up from hunger.After waking up and sitting up in a daze for a long time, he shouted hoarsely, "Water, I want to drink water."

The two and a half young men in Baoping Security saw that he was still awake, so they thought that the young master would sleep until tomorrow, so the two of them slept peacefully, and now they are sleeping like dead pigs.

Ling Xiran yelled a dozen times, but his voice became hoarse, and he didn't see these two people coming in. He was thirsty and hungry, and his mouth puffed up angrily.

At the same time, I missed my family, so I felt that everything was fine at home, and even felt that my grandma's strict education could be tolerated.

Thinking this way, Ling Xiran turned his head as if feeling something, and saw a blurry figure outside the clean and transparent glass window.

Looking closely, I saw a pair of big round eyes staring straight at him under the moonlight.

Ling Xiran slowly opened his mouth wide, and shouted out with a distorted expression: "Ghost—ah—!"

As soon as the voice came out, it perfectly interpreted the sound of a broken gong, and Ling Xiran immediately shut his mouth tightly again.

A heart was beating in the chest, and the person sitting there was frightened and stupid, like a silly roe deer, who couldn't even move.

Seeing Ling Xiran saw him outside the window, Qin Buchuan grinned, thinking he was showing a very friendly smile.

Ling Xiran only saw a row of very white and eerie teeth under the moonlight, and his fear grew, wondering if the ghost was going to eat him.

Qin Buchuan didn't know that he was being treated as a ghost, so he skillfully closed the window with both legs and feet, preparing for a night meeting with Ling Xiran.

Qin Buchuan specially picked it in the middle of the night, and he was sure that the nurse and servants were fast asleep.

Of course, he just woke up in the closet before sneaking out.Because I was hungry, I went to the kitchen first and found butter bread, so I wrapped it and stuffed it into my clothes.

Luckily, it wasn't all food in his head. After thinking about what happened today, he decided that he should give in first.

He surrendered first but didn't feel that he was wrong, but if he surrendered, the matter would be exposed, and he knew it well at such a young age, so he should take the initiative to surrender and lower his attitude.

But Qin Buchuan's cleverness, if he can be called smart if he takes the initiative to give in, then his cleverness only stops there. He didn't realize at all how wrong it is to come to apologize and give in in the middle of the night.

The head just thought of it, and it came, completely ignorant of the meaning of the untimely word Shi.

The window of Ling Xiran's bedroom was not locked from the inside, Qin Buchuan opened the window and turned in, walked to the bedside very skillfully, and pulled the cord of the small desk lamp on the bedside table.

A small desk lamp emitted a warm yellow halo, only illuminating the small area beside the bed in a halo of yellow.

But this small piece of light was enough for Ling Xiran to recognize that it was Qin Buchuan.

"You—" Ling Xiran opened his mouth. He was angry, and he was quite frightened just now, but at this moment his stomach let out a long "gurg—" The sound was a bit loud, but it couldn't be said to be too loud.

It's just that in the middle of the night, late at night, and people are quiet, this sound is very loud.

Qin Buchuan blinked and stared at Ling Xiran: "Your stomach growled?"

Ling Xiran turned his face away, already turned into anger from embarrassment, he insisted on not changing his face, and returned to Qin Buchuan indifferently: "None of your business!"

Qin Buchuan scratched his head and was not angry. Ling Xiran fainted from his anger in the afternoon - he didn't know that Ling Xiran was asleep, but he was already frightened and completely gone.

"Hey, that, that..." Qin Buchuan hesitated for a while, and opened his mouth in a low-lying manner: "Brother Xiran, this afternoon, this afternoon is my fault, don't bother with me."

Ling Xiran kept a cold face, ignoring Qin Buchuan's apology, because the shame in the afternoon was real, and the anger just now was fresh. A Qin Buchuan made him never feel so homesick again!

Seeing that he ignored him, Qin Buchuan thought for a while, took out the buttered bread from his padded jacket, and held it up in front of Ling Xiran as if offering a treasure: "Sandwich bread, made with fresh cream, is delicious!"

On weekdays, Ling Xiran would never eat butter bread at night, and she rarely ate it during the day.

It’s not that he doesn’t like food. Most children like candy, butter, bread, and soda biscuits, but he pays special attention to nourishing his stomach because of his frailty, so these things are under the supervision of his family.

Even if you can eat it, you can eat a little in the afternoon.

Qin Buchuan raised the buttered bread closer and brought it under Ling Xiran's nose.

Ling Xiran didn't want to talk to this poor boy, but the sweet and greasy taste of the cream got into his nose, and he couldn't help licking his lips. He still had a deep prejudice against Qin Buchuan, so he said very reservedly and arrogantly: "I'm thirsty, I want to drink hot water .”

Qin Buchuan didn't understand, so he asked, "Shall I pour you a glass of water?"

Ling Xiran nodded, and Qin Buchuan ran out of the bedroom with the bread in his hand.

When Qin Buchuan came back, the buttered bread was stuffed back into the front of the jacket, and he held a glass in both hands and handed it to Ling Xiran.

Ling Xiran took it, it was warm water, he held the cup and drank it slowly, slowly moisturizing his dry lips and throat.

Qin Buchuan saw that he drank water slowly, so he took off his shoes and climbed onto Ling Xiran's bed, sat beside Ling Xiran, and asked him innocently: "Brother Ran, I found that you speak slowly and drink water slowly. Tun Tun, are you slow in everything you do? Are you a tortoise?"

Ling Xiran drank the water, and when she saw Qin Buchuan sitting on the side of the bedside table, she handed the cup to Qin Buchuan.

Qin Buchuan took it, and seeing that there was still a third of the cup left, he didn't dislike it being his mouth, and dried it in one go before putting it on the bedside table.

Ling Xiran was wrapped in a quilt and crossed his legs. His image was indeed similar to that of a turtle with a shell on its back and its head stretched out, but he didn't think so, and he wasn't interested in saying anything more.

He returned to Qin Buchuan angrily: "I belong to the dragon."

Seeing that Ling Xiran ignored him, Qin Buchuan happily replied, "Hey, I'm a horse, and my grandma said I'm a handsome pony!"

Ling Xiran stretched out his hand, not interested in anything about Qin Buchuan, and pointed to his bulging front skirt.

Qin Buchuan lowered his head, and quickly took out the bread tactfully.Take it out and spread out the greased paper bag, it is a butter bread as thick as the forearm of a three-year-old child, and it is the forearm of a very fat three-year-old child.

Qin Buchuan also knew how to do it. He tore the bread in half with parchment paper, and gave the half that looked a little too much to Ling Xiran.

Ling Xiran didn't notice his kindness, nor was he polite, the two of them sat on the bed and ate.

In the end, it was Ling Xiran who was full before he finished eating, and felt a strong greasy taste. Qin Buchuan licked the butter on the oil paper after eating his own half, and felt that the butter was really fragrant and sweet.

Ling Xiran handed the unfinished half to Qin Buchuan, feeling that this guy was not like a pony, but like a puppy who licked things.

Qin Buchuan looked at the butter bread in front of him in surprise: "You don't want to eat?"

At this moment, Ling Xiran felt that it seemed inappropriate for him to do so. Qin Buchuan was also a young master, and he must be the same as him. How could he eat other people's mouths.

However, Qin Buchuan stretched out his hand, happily took the butter bread, which was half the size of a palm, and thanked Ling Xiran sincerely. He felt that Ling Xiran, a little brother, had good points besides his face.

Ling Xiran had nothing to do at this moment, so he stared at Qin Buchuan idly.

Qin Buchuan's cheeks were puffed up, and white cream was rubbed against his mouth. The food was very ugly, but he was cute, so his puffed mouth was covered with cream, and he looked like a child with creamy sweetness.