marry an old man after wearing a book

Not long after, Sheng Yinian came again, and this time he was safe at home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the little guy sitting on the mat in the hall and playing with building blocks.

He built a mountain with building blocks, but in the end he was just a child with unsteady movements. The building blocks piled up in his hands were not stable at all, and he collapsed because he was unbalanced and couldn't support it when he built halfway.

Ping An, who had given up halfway, looked unhappy, his mouth shrunk, but he didn't cry, but started again, showing a bit of perseverance.

The more Sheng Yinian watched it, the more he liked it, and the faint excitement in his heart was suppressed by him. If what he thought was true, then the cute child in front of him might be his blood.

It is a bit feudal to talk about blood relatives these days, but the feeling of being connected by blood is really different. It may be nothing when you don’t know it, but once you know it, the joy and excitement will be multiplied many times.

Sheng Yinian is not exempt from customs.

Ping An also saw someone coming, and even put down the building blocks in his hand, raised his small head to look in the direction of the person coming.

Seeing this, he was stunned for a long time.

Sheng Yinian also took advantage of this time to take a good look at the other party, only to find that Ping An looks like Si Yun, but in some places, he is somewhat similar to himself.

Sheng Yinian didn't know if it was his own psychological effect, but he was indeed happier.

"Father!" Ping An called out.

Si Yun came out of the kitchen, "What's wrong?" Suddenly seeing Sheng Yinian, she was stunned and said, "Senior brother is here?"

Ping An stumbled into his arms, buried his head in Si Yun, and secretly turned to look at Sheng Yinian from time to time. He seemed to be very interested in this person, but he didn't know why he didn't take the initiative to approach him.

It was time for dinner, and Si Yun suspected that Sheng Yinian did it on purpose, but she didn't have the nerve to ask, as if he was so stingy that he didn't even want to give someone a meal.

So he pretended not to care and greeted the other party, "Brother, sit down first, let's have a meal together later?"

Sheng Yinian's eyes lingered on the apron around the other's waist for a while, with tenderness in his eyes, "Okay, thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Si Yun replied dryly.

He bowed his head again and said to Ping An, "You play here obediently, Dad will cook the meal in a while."

Ping An obediently nodded.

After Si Yun left, his footsteps were unsteady, and he sat down on his buttocks. Fortunately, the cushion was thick enough and he didn't fall. On the contrary, he seemed to like the feeling of being on the plush carpet, and he could be happy alone. playing a game of sitting on the rug.

Sheng Yinian looked at it interestingly, and unconsciously watched it for a long time. Ping An seemed to feel it, so he looked at him too, and built a building block after seeing him. After a while, the building block fell down again, and he sat helplessly. There, the eyes were watery as if they were about to fall down in the next moment.

Sheng Yinian couldn't see him like this, he squatted down in front of him softly, and built his building blocks bit by bit, better and faster than his own. The little guy's eyes widened brightly, looking at Sheng Yinian Yi Nian's eyes were full of wonder.

Seeing that Sheng Yinian couldn't hold back, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his little head gently.

Unexpectedly, the little guy suddenly said: "Dad!"

Sheng Yinian's heart was shocked, his eyes were full of surprise and disbelief, but he saw Ping An slowly getting up and walking behind Sheng Yinian, Si Yun was standing there with the dishes watching them, she didn't know what to look at. how long.

Sheng Yinian quietly turned his gaze away, and didn't say much.

Si Yun paused and said, "Let's eat!"

Originally, he only cooked two dishes. After all, he was the only one who ate, and Ping An couldn't eat these things, but since Sheng Yi's new year, Si Yun asked the servants to add one dish and one soup. At least it seems that there is such a person who entertains guests look.

Sheng Yinian's attention was not on the dinner table during the whole meal, not having dishes he likes is secondary, the main thing is to see if the father and son can't get enough of them, how can they be distracted to manage whether the dishes are good or not?

"What is Senior Brother here for? You can't just have a meal, right?" Si Yun said this with a little thoughtfulness, vaguely revealing that he just came to eat while watching the meal.

Maybe it's because he has cultivated for a long time and his skills are deep enough to be thick-skinned. He clearly understood what the meaning was, but Sheng Yinian said without changing his face, "Nothing else, just come and see, Xiao Yun, don't you welcome me?"

Si Yun: "..." There are too many slots.

What are these words, as if he must welcome him, he doesn't want to talk to Sheng Yinian who is a bit thick-skinned, he really misses the timid and restrained person before, after all, he only needs to speak a little more seriously at that time , the other party was silent and did not dare to say anything.

Sure enough, human beings have to evolve.

"Brother, you are joking. It's just a friend coming to the house for dinner. How could you not welcome him?"

If you don't listen to his somewhat stiff tone, I'm afraid you will really believe it, but now Sheng Yinian is pretending to be confused, pretending not to hear the depression in the other party's mouth, nodded and said: "Oh, that's good .”

People are probably like this. They want to save face and suffer. They have to do this superficial effort, as if they can whitewash the peace. However, the process is to knock out teeth and swallow them in the stomach. In the end, they lose their wives and lose their soldiers. It's just a face project, those who don't like it still don't like it, those who are bored are still bored, and even eat a stomach full of aggrieved, this is a very loss-making business.

However, even at a loss, there are still countless people who like to do this, and Si Yun is one of them.

He can clearly say that he doesn't like you coming, but he has to say something else against his will, probably because he is not thick-skinned enough for the other party.

After the meal, Sheng Yinian still played with Ping An, making him giggle from time to time.

Si Yun was still busy in the kitchen and didn't have time to take care of the two of them, so she let herself go.

Frowning, he poured a bag of bitter medicine into the pot, poured water and started boiling the medicine according to the standard Yan Rui said.

The bitter smell of the medicine cannot be removed by the range hood, and it permeates the room. Whether Sheng Yinian has lost his sense of smell, he can smell it naturally.

The smell of the traditional Chinese medicine was not pleasant, and he frowned, but he was safe, maybe he was used to it, and he was not unhappy about the bitter taste.

Who needs medicine when sick?

Or Chinese medicine?

Sheng Yinian was full of doubts, but he couldn't ask Si Yun directly, so he could only ask the servants who were working. The servants didn't know what kind of disease Ping An had, but at least they knew that the medicine was safe to drink. There is nothing taboo, just tell the truth.

"A few days ago, the second young master took the young master out for a trip. When he came back, he brought these medicines and took them every day. At the beginning, the young master was so bitter that he cried, but the second young master was not used to it at all. Every meal was violent. It's really pitiful that the young master is already sick and now he is still tossed about by this bitter medicine."

Although it was pitiful, it was for his own good that Si Yun forced him to drink the medicine, so they just felt sorry for the young master's life, and then it was fine.

Sheng Yinian's brows became even tighter, how could such a young child drink Chinese medicine?

Children's bodies are inherently weak, and the medicine is three-point poisonous. If they can avoid taking medicine, they should try not to take it as much as possible, let alone traditional Chinese medicine.

What's the matter?

He thought so, so he asked the question, but the answer they gave was one: "I don't know! How can you tell us everything about the employer's family? At most, we are responsible for watching the fire when helping to decoct the medicine. Others Your young master won't tell us either!"

This is true.

Ke Sheng Yinian was even more worried.

Still have to ask.

This bowl of medicine is actually boiled for the afternoon. One pack of medicine will produce three bowls of medicine juice, three meals a day, one bowl for each meal. The medicine at noon is boiled from the last pack of medicine.

The servant went to heat it up, and when it was a little colder, Si Yun came out with a bowl.

Smelling the increasingly bitter smell, Pingan tightened his brows in displeasure.

"Do not……"

He doesn't want to drink.

This is beyond his control.

It is indeed difficult for a child to take medicine, but fortunately, Ping An is not too old, and he does not have the strength and energy to resist, otherwise Si Yun might not be able to feed him even if he is force-fed.

It's just that the scene of forcing Ping An to drink medicine with an aggrieved face was really uncomfortable for Sheng Yinian. He couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with Ping An? Is it serious enough to drink Chinese medicine?"

Si Yun's hand holding the bottle of medicine froze slightly, subconsciously she didn't want to say anything, so she said casually, "It's nothing, it's just a minor illness, don't worry."

Sheng Yinian's heart sank slightly, and he said softly, "You lied to me..."

Being cheated is not a good feeling, Sheng Yinian doesn't like it.

Si Yun paused in her heart, and said lightly, "I don't want you to worry." After all, Ping An has nothing to do with you.

After all, he didn't say the last sentence, and it hurt someone a bit when he said it. Although the purpose may be a bit impure, the other party's love for Ping An is not pretending, and he is not so heartless.

"If you don't tell me, it will make me more worried." Sheng Yinian said.

He seemed to be very good at finding reasons all the time, but this time, Si Yun was once again speechless by him, not knowing what to say.

If it was someone else, Si Yun might just say it, but what he was facing was Sheng Yinian, maybe because of the so-called plot, he was always a little awkward with the other party, especially about Ping An, and about Ping An's illness. exit.

But the other party looked at him worriedly with those tender eyes, Si Yun sighed inwardly.

He clearly agreed not to care about the original work, but he still couldn't help caring about it at the end of the day. He shook his head helplessly in his heart and said softly, "Leukemia."

"...Huh?" Sheng Yinian seemed to have heard some joke at this moment, and couldn't help asking a question.

After a while, I finally realized, "What did you say? How is it possible?" Yes, how could it be so unlucky?

But it was such unlucky luck, and no one could resist the arrangement of fate.

"Don't worry." Although Si Yun's heart is still on the line, she still needs to be comforted, "It's just the early stage of chronic disease. I found a good doctor. He prescribed a prescription and said that it will be fine after taking it for a while. of."

It's easy to say, but it's still leukemia after all!

Who can easily put their minds at ease?

Sheng Yinian's whole heart seemed to be unconsciously being burned by fire, it was so hot that his reason was almost consumed.

Although he is not sure, but he is almost inseparable. He has just recognized this child, is he about to face the pain of being tortured by his illness?

Seeing Ping An's eyebrows frowned and drinking the medicine, he couldn't sit still for a moment. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would lose control of himself, so he left in a hurry, instead of going home, he went to the hospital quickly.