sick wife

The water in the pot is boiling, and it will take a few more minutes. Feng Xin goes back to the room to organize things, picks up all the skin care products and cosmetics that Shang Congshu threw on the floor, and arranges them in their original positions one by one.

Shang Congshu sat cross-legged on the bed, took a ball of wool to measure Snoopy's body, and seemed to be preparing to knit plush clothes for the doll, with a very focused expression.

It turned out that Shang Congshu didn't throw away the old one, it was sitting on the window sill, within easy reach.

Seeing Shang Congshu love the new doll so much, Feng Xin can also be infected with that silent and dull mood, which is joyful. Shang Congshu just didn't express it, but he should be in a good mood.

Knowing that Shang Congshu was happy, the emptiness in Fengxin's heart was filled, which was not enough...

After the shrimp wontons were cooked, Feng Xin didn't let Shang Congshu come over for the first time. He filled a bowl first, then took a small plate, separated the wontons from the soup, and crushed the meat filling with the back of a spoon.

It was all ground into minced meat, and a spoonful of soup was dipped in it before she took it to the room.

If Fengxin didn't do this, Shang Congshu might just swallow it without chewing it. According to Shang Congshu's brain, the stuffing inside the wonton is hot, and it will burn his mouth when he bites it, so he swallowed it whole. It will not be hot if it is wrapped in flour skin.

Of course, as a result of eating like this, I almost suffocated and went into shock.

Feng Xin tried to tell Shang Congshu patiently that it was already cold and would not burn his mouth, so he could eat it, but Shang Congshu was still stubborn and only believed in his own ideas, Feng Xin said nothing.

No way, since then they ate dumplings, wontons, or glutinous rice balls, as long as they had stuffing, Feng Xin had to grind them into foam with a spoon to prevent Shang Cong from choking.

Just doing this is not enough, Feng Xin has to find ways to coax people to eat.

As long as Shang Congshu doesn't want to eat, she puts the spoon to Shang Congshu's lips, and Shang Congshu won't take half a mouthful, no matter how long he hasn't eaten.

These are nothing, the only thing Feng Xin can't bear is that she coaxes people so hard, Shang Congshu doesn't even look at her, she puts down the food, and as soon as he walks away, Shang Congshu starts to eat by himself up.

She clearly knew how to make it easier for Shang Congshu to eat, but she always had to torment herself, being hurt by Shang Congshu over and over again, before she was willing to leave.

Same as today.

Feng Xin held a spoon full of minced shrimp, lay down beside the bed, and asked, "Aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten all day."

"I know you're hungry, eat something."

"It's not hot, I tried warm."

No matter what she said, Shang Congshu lowered his head to untie the wool, his eyes were so tired and forbearing, as if Feng Xin was an air.

Shang Congshu picked up Snoopy, pulled Snoopy's ear and asked in a low voice, "Do you like khaki?"

It is naturally impossible for the plush doll to respond to Shang Congshu, but Shang Congshu seemed to have heard the answer, and unraveled another ball of pink wool, as if Snoopy told her silently "I like pink"

Tired of raising her hands, Feng Xin put the spoon into the bowl, soaked it with the soup again, left the room silently without saying anything.

If she doesn't leave, the ravioli will be completely cold and hurt my stomach.

Sure enough, after Feng Xin left the room, Shang Congshu tilted his head and stared at the door of the meeting room, making sure that Feng Xin had really gone far and would not come in again, so he picked up the bowl and drank soup.

The crushed shrimp meat stuffing inside was pulled into her mouth without any leftovers.

Shang Congshu is also sensible occasionally, such as washing dishes after dinner and drying clothes.

Although several times she just did her part, if one day even Fengxin's clothes hang out together, it means that Fengxin is safe and gentle in her world that day, she can be close, and she can wash clothes together.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the doorbell rang on the first floor of Fengxin's house.

Feng Xin pressed the button to open the door connected to the second floor.

Two assistants came up with big and small bags, "Teacher Feng, do I need to help you assemble it?"

Feng Xin refused, "Thank you, I will do it myself."

The two assistants carried things over and went back.

Feng Xin disassembled the small train bought by a high-priced entrusted person, and began to assemble the tracks according to the instructions in the manual. She bought the largest size train, which can take up a lot of space in the living room when assembled.

This is also good, she also bought a small forest model for decoration, with rocks, and put these tracks in the forest, the visual sense is very good.

Those who don't know will probably think that Fengxin's family has raised a child.

Because the assembly project was too complicated, Feng Xin took a break after four or 10 minutes of fighting, and planned to do the rest tomorrow.

She went to unpack the freshly delivered flowers, trim them with scissors, and planned to find a beautiful vase to put them in after trimming.

At this moment, Shang Congshu came out of the room, filled the water dispenser to drink, turned around and saw the small pieces all over the floor, his eyes froze slightly, he put down the water glass and went over.

Shang Congshu sat where Feng Xin had just left, continuing Feng Xin's unfinished assembly. She was very experienced in these things, and after looking at the manual, the assembly speed was much faster than Feng Xin's, without any difficulty.

After Fengxin finished pruning the flowers, Shang Congshu was already holding the remote control in his hand, playing with the little train, controlling the model car to shuttle on the forest track, wherever the train went, Shang Congshu's eyes would be there.

Feng Xin came over and rubbed Shang Congshu's hair, "Do you like it?"

Shang Congshu liked it, and he couldn't put it down.

Feng Xin's eyes darkened, when the little train passed by her lap, he grabbed the model with his hand, and the wheels were still "humming" in the air.

Shang Congshu spread out his hands toward Fengxin, with the words [give me] capitalized on his face

Feng Xin didn't give it, and put her chin on Shu's palm.

Shang Congshu: "..."

She stretched out her hand to snatch it, but Feng Xin dodged behind her.

Feng Xin pulled him into his arms with one hand, "I'll buy you something, do you want to show it?"

In normal times, Shang Congshu turned around and left, but the little train was a new toy, and she had just played with it, so she couldn't bear to have it.

A few seconds later, the woman in Fengxin's arms said in a muffled voice, "Thank you...thank you..."

Feng Xin was dissatisfied, and worked hard all day to get these two words. Shang Congshu talked more to the doll than to her.

"You say 'thank you, sister', and I'll give it to you." She didn't ask too much, just asked for a title.

Shang Congshu got angry, his temper was very violent, and he said every word, "Thank you, thank you, sister, sister."