sing and be the wind

"it is good."

Jin Songfeng answered him, and Qu Changge stopped talking.

Jin Songfeng looked at it for a while, then opened WeChat and asked his assistant to buy a cat.

The assistant quickly replied to him and asked him what kind of cat he wanted.

Qu Changge's handle was plugged in, but there was no movement after a remote control, so he lowered his head and huddled into a ball to study carefully what went wrong.He was wearing an orange and white fleece, and he nestled on the white plush carpet like a pompom.

Jin Songfeng bowed his head and sent a request to his assistant.

"The breed doesn't matter, as long as it looks good, it should be docile and not too noisy. If you want a milk cat, the smaller the better. Well, let's use an orange cat."

Qu Changge over there was finally done, and he exclaimed excitedly: "Wow! It's done. Come quickly."

"En." Jin Songfeng responded, took the digestion tablets prepared by Aunt Han, and picked out two.

He walked up to Qu Changge, bent down: "Open your mouth."

Qu Changge was choosing the battle mode. He turned his head with his mouth open and stared at the TV screen without blinking: "Ah——"

Jin Songfeng put the digestive tablet in his hand into Qu Changge's mouth, then sat cross-legged beside him, and took another game controller.

Qu Changge chewed and asked vaguely: "What did you give me? What kind of candy? Why is it not too sweet and still smells like hawthorn?"

"Digestive tablets. I'm afraid your stomach will hurt at night."

"That's so hypocritical." Qu Changge shook his head indifferently, "It's starting!"

after an hour.

"Hahahahahahahaha——" Qu Changge bent down and fell asleep on the carpet laughing, "Jin Songfeng, you are too rubbish, you lost all night, luckily you didn't form a team, otherwise you would have been tricked to death. "

Jin Songfeng looked at him expressionlessly.

Qu Changge got up after laughing enough, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, he wiped it away, threw the handle and stood up.

"Stop playing. It's almost eleven o'clock. I'm going to take a shower."

Jin Songfeng watched him go upstairs, then picked up the handle again, and chose the difficult mode of man-machine battle.

KO, KO, KO...

After winning ten consecutive wins, he slowly stood up and closed the game.

Qu Changge had already taken a shower and was sleeping quietly on the side of the bed.Jin Songfeng knew at a glance that he was pretending to be asleep, but he still didn't make a sound, took his clothes and went into the bathroom quietly.

In the middle of the night, Qu Changge started to have a stomachache.

Jin Songfeng was woken up by him.He turned on the bedside lamp, turned his back to Qu Changge, curled up like a shrimp.

Qu Changge was covered in cold sweat, curled up, closed his eyes tightly, and hummed softly.

"Long song, long song." Jin Songfeng patted his face lightly, "Wake up, what's wrong?"

Qu Changge opened his eyes, glanced at Jin Songfeng, but quickly closed his eyes again, and curled up even tighter with his hands on his stomach.

"Stomach hurts." He sucked in a small breath.

Jin Songfeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up and put on some clothes, and went downstairs to find the housekeeper and Aunt Han for stomach medicine next door.

He returned quickly with medicine and warm water.

He helped Qu Changge up and hugged him into his arms: "Drink some water and take the medicine."

Qu Changge reluctantly drank the water that was brought to his mouth, and swallowed the medicine.

"It hurts." He rubbed his sweaty forehead against Jin Songfeng's neck.

Jin Songfeng lowered his head, touched his forehead with his cheek to comfort him: "Go to the hospital?"

"I'm not going. It's too uncomfortable to move." Qu Changge's lips turned white from the pain. "It's an old problem. It'll be fine if you let it go."

"Okay." Jin Songfeng lifted him up, wrapped him tightly with the quilt, then reached into his arms, covered Qu Changge's stomach with his big hand, and rubbed it gently.

"Are you feeling better?" He kissed the top of Qu Changge's head.

When the family doctor came, Qu Changge had already recovered from the pain and passed out.

Jin Songfeng changed the dry sheets and bedding again, and then watched the doctor give Qu Changge an IV.

"Are you all right? His lips were white and trembling from the pain just now." He frowned and stood behind the doctor.

"Just slow it down. His stomach is very delicate, and he didn't eat too much according to what you said. Well, it's a little complicated. Just pay attention in the future, and I'll prescribe some medicine later." The doctor adjusted Adjust the drip speed.

"My fault. I shouldn't be spoiling him." Jin Songfeng frowned even more, "Is his stomach so fragile?"

"I don't know. I don't know until I have a hospital examination. Anyway, it's not very good, and I have to rely on support."

"Well. Then you can prescribe some diet therapy."

Qu Changge's illness is just as he said, and it will be fine if it is cured.I was caught off guard last night, and when I woke up at noon, I was alive and kicking.

He woke up in Jin Songfeng's arms, startled by the magnified green beard and dark circles in front of his eyes, although he was still handsome.

Jin Songfeng was tossed all night by him.After watching the person finish the IV, he breathed a sigh of relief, but found that Qu Changge had a low-grade fever, and he couldn't wake up.In a hurry, he called the family doctor who had just returned home.In the end, when the fever subsided, he didn't dare to let the doctor go home. He only settled the doctor in the next room, for fear that something would happen to Qu Changge's body.

Jin Songfeng sat by the bed until eight o'clock, taking his body temperature every hour, until Changge's body temperature stabilized, and he was able to sleep comfortably, so he relaxed and fell into a deep sleep with his arms around him.

As soon as Qu Changge moved, Jin Songfeng woke up.

"Are you awake?" Jin Songfeng lowered his head and touched his forehead with his, his body temperature was normal, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Qu Changge shook his head in his arms, but still couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice: "How did you do it? Why are you so ugly in just one night?"

Seeing that he was starting to talk poorly, Jin Songfeng was relieved.

"It's not because of some heartless person." Jin Songfeng pushed the person away, tucked in the quilt, and then got out of bed to wash.

Qu Changge under the quilt was confused: "..."

Meow meow meow? ? ?

After Jin Songfeng washed and shaved off his beard, he looked in the mirror for the [-]th time to confirm that he was still handsome, and then he went out of the bathroom, pressed the quilt and looked down at Qu Changge: "Are you hungry? I asked Aunt Han to prepare lunch. Want to eat What?"

Qu Changge pulled up the quilt, gave up when he couldn't pull it, and nodded vigorously: "I'm hungry. I want to eat Coke chicken wings, fish-flavored shredded pork and fried ice cream. There is also chestnut porridge. I want honey."

"Okay." Jin Songfeng stood up, took out his shirt and trousers from the cloakroom, and took off his pajamas by the bed in front of him, and changed his clothes.

Qu Changge grabbed the quilt, his palms were sweating: "..."

Meow meow meow? ? ?Black question mark face.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Qu Changge held the chopsticks in his right hand and the spoon in his left, looking at the table with an unhappy expression.

White porridge, I don’t know how to cook spinach with no oil, stir-fried carrots, and a cup of papaya and grass carp fish tail soup.

He stirred the porridge with a spoon and took out a piece of yam.

Qu Changge: ...

I remember being asked what would you like to eat? ? ?

"Are you going to raise rabbits?" Qu Changge looked in disbelief.Holding chopsticks, I don't know what to hold.

"Rabbits don't eat fish." Jin Songfeng scooped up a bowl of boiled thick white fish soup and put it in front of Qu Changge, "Drink it while it's hot."

Qu Changge put down his chopsticks with a snap: "I don't eat yam. I hate yam the most. I don't like fish either."

Jin Songfeng took a spoon and picked up the yam from Qu Changge's bowl and put it into his own bowl: "Good boy, just two pieces of yam. The fish can only drink soup. You have a bad stomach, so raise it first and cook it if you like it." of."

"Aunt Han~" Qu Changge yelled loudly, "I want to eat Coke chicken wings."

"Aunt Han has gone to the supermarket, and I want to make matsutake and bamboo fungus soup tonight." Jin Songfeng peeled off a piece of fish and put it in a soup bowl. "Let's eat a piece. Just a small piece."

"I don't want to eat." Qu Changge leaned back on the chair with his mouth pouted, almost scratching off the "I'm not happy" on his face, and lined up each word in front of Jin Songfeng.

Jin Songfeng looked at him with heavy eyes, and said in a gentle voice.

"darling."

Qu Changge heard the gnashing of teeth, rolled his eyes that I was too unhappy, picked up the chopsticks and spoon again, and took a deep breath.

"Aunt Han is also hard at cooking."

The villain in my heart waved the banner of charge: "Don't waste Changge! Charge the duck!"

Under Jin Songfeng's gaze, Qu Changge swallowed the yam, chewed the fish, and finished the soup and porridge.Also had two bites of spinach and carrots.

Qu Changge followed Aunt Han and praised her delicious cooking.

Qu Changge ignored Jin Songfeng all day.

—tbc

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【Seven】

In the afternoon, Jin Songfeng was urged by his assistant to go back to the company for a continuous meeting, but he still rushed home at mealtime and watched Qu Changge drink a whole bowl of matsutake and bamboo fungus soup.

"It's over." Qu Changge held out the empty bowl to Jin Songfeng to show him.

"Yeah." Jin Songfeng nodded.

Qu Changge rolled his big eyes, muttered something in a low voice before putting down the bowl.

"What are you talking about?" Jin Songfeng frowned, feeling that Qu Changge was harder to raise than his son, he couldn't beat him or scold him, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"Say you are my father! My father doesn't care if I eat or not!"

Jin Songfeng put down the bowls and chopsticks and was about to start admonishing him, but Qu Changge quietly pulled away the chair while speaking, and ran away as soon as the words fell.

"Don't run away just after eating!" Seeing that he ran too fast and almost hit the easel in the living room, Jin Songfeng couldn't help but raise his voice and roar.

Qu Changge helped up the easel that almost fell apart, turned around and made a grimace, then turned and went upstairs.

Jin Songfeng felt unprecedented anxiety.

In the middle of the night, he went upstairs with milk and warm water. Qu Changge was sitting on the edge of the bed, wiping his hair irritably. When he heard the door closing, he just raised his head and glanced. Then he refused to give alms to Jin Songfeng from the corner of his eye, and concentrated on ravaging his own hair .

Jin Songfeng put down the two glasses, went to the bathroom to get the hair dryer,