The object of online dating is the Bamboo Horse Movie Emperor [Athletics]

The good fireworks were not set off, and they were all hung up.

Xia Lin grabbed Qiao Qisheng's hand and followed behind the three parents with a guilty conscience: "Brother, do you think I will be beaten?"

Qiao Qisheng was about to comfort him, but Yang Pingping suddenly stopped and turned around: "What do you think?"

"Just find something for me."

"It's okay, I'm here." Qiao Qisheng felt that he was holding his hand tightly, squeezed it back, and turned to look at him, "Don't worry."

Xia Lin nodded.

If you can't hide, you can't hide, anyway, there is his brother Qisheng here.

·

When they got home, Xia Lin pre-empted the attack, held back for a while, and burst into tears.

Qiao Qisheng, who was still changing shoes next to him, was taken aback, and quickly hugged him: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, uncles and aunts won't talk about you."

It's all like this, what else can Yang Pingping say, and sighed: "Xia Lin, come here, mom won't talk about you."

As if thinking that she was lying, Xia Lin cried even harder, as if she was about to lose her breath, she stood at the door, letting her tears flow down like a faucet, and said vaguely: "Mom, I don't believe me, we really Yes, I was right, I... woo woo woo."

Anyway, apart from Qiao Qisheng, no one could hear what he said clearly.

Until Yang Pingping shouted, "Xia Lin, come here!"

He finally stopped howling, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Yang Pingping with tears in his eyes: "Mom, don't scold me, I know I was wrong, I blame me, but if they didn't push Brother Qisheng first, how could it be..."

"Hurry up and get the medicine!" Yang Pingping took the medicine box up from under the coffee table and patted it twice.

Seeing that he was not going to beat him, Xia Lin finally stopped crying, pulled Qiao Qisheng, and walked over slowly. When passing by Yan Hongjuan, she wiped her tears and said, "Grandma, brother Qisheng, brother is right, he was beaten .”

Yan Hongjuan smiled reassuringly: "Grandma knows."

When he walked to the sofa, Xia Lin didn't sit down immediately. He looked at Yang Pingping who was so angry and jealous, and said weakly, "Mom..."

Yang Pingping stretched out her hand to give him a hand: "Come here, apply the medicine."

"Auntie, let me come. I was wrong about what happened today. I should suppress it." Qiao Qisheng took the cotton swab from her hand and said very sincerely, "There will be no next time."

Yang Pingping sighed, looked at Yan Hongjuan, saw in her eyes the distress and helplessness she felt for her grandson, and shook her head: "Auntie is not saying that you are responsible for today's matter. And look at you two, one by one The face is painted and the corner of the mouth is injured, this is a Chinese New Year, what does it look like."

She grabbed Xia Lin's hand and shook it twice: "Look at this hand, it's broken like this, what's the matter? The fireworks haven't been set off yet, they're all broken, and you're injured all over, why bother?"

Qiao Qisheng nodded: "Understood, Auntie."

Just as Xia Lin was about to nod in agreement, Yang Pingping patted him: "Don't think that with your Qisheng backing you, you are invincible in the world. This time, the other party is on par with you. Next time, you will meet someone who is stronger than you?"

Xia Lin lowered her head: "Understood, Mom."

Yang Pingping sighed and got up: "Okay, those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, let's make dumplings for you."

Yan Hongjuan, who was standing beside her, glanced at Qiao Qisheng and followed her into the kitchen.

After the adults had left, Qiao Qisheng pulled Xia Lin's arm for him to examine carefully.

Fortunately, it was cold and I wore a lot of clothes, otherwise my arms and legs would definitely be injured.

It's just that the face is not very good.

Qiao Qisheng pinched his little face and looked around: "Why are you rushing up?"

"Li Yuan pushes you!" Xia Lin yelled, then saw his eyes soften and pouted, "I can't stand it."

Qiao Qisheng, who brought him over from the side, didn't speak any more, and helped him rub the medicine on the wound little by little. When he saw his teeth bared, he just kept silent, and stopped his movements: "Does it hurt?"

Xia Lin Xiaolu stared at him and nodded: "Brother, it hurts."

"Are you still so impulsive from now on?" Qiao Qisheng took his hand, finished applying the medicine, wrapped it up carefully, and patted it lightly, "If you don't have to be like this in the future, brother can't protect you?"

"That elder brother is not omnipotent. Besides, they have all bullied my elder brother. Why don't you take it easy when you are a younger brother?"

After hearing this, Qiao Qisheng thought about it for a moment, smiled, and handed him the cotton swab soaked in the medicine: "Then give my brother a chance to show off and help him apply some medicine. My brother won't be able to see it."

"Okay." Xia Lin took the cotton swab excitedly, as if Qiao Qisheng in front of him was not alone, but his toy, the kind that could draw on his face.

After handing out the cotton swab, Qiao Qisheng regretted it.

Xia Lin's hand was neither light nor heavy, it didn't hurt that much at first, but after being touched like this by him, it hurt so much that he gritted his teeth.

"Hiss...it hurts, Xia Lin, take it easy." Qiao Qisheng hid back, but he still refused.

Not to mention dipping in the medicine desperately, Qiao Qisheng ran away from the sofa and said it was okay, Xia Lin was still chasing him to give him the medicine.

The next neighbor looked in front of him, holding a medicine bottle, giggling like a little devil: "Brother, why are you running, the medicine hasn't been finished yet."

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The child was injured and recovered very quickly. When the swimming pool reopened for training after the New Year, both of their injuries had healed.

It was still on winter vacation, and Xia Lin was promoted to the advanced class again. Yang Pingping was so happy that she insisted on thanking the coach in person.

"Mom, I really don't need to go. Coach Mao is very busy." Xia Linlu kept emphasizing this sentence, but Yang Pingping just didn't believe it.

"No matter how busy you are, there is always time to eat and drink. Besides, the advantages of building a good relationship with the coach outweigh the disadvantages. You are still young, so you don't understand." Yang Pingping finished speaking and looked into the swimming pool, "Which one is your coach Mao?"

Xia Lin followed his line of sight and glanced around the hall: "He's not in the hall."

Yang Pingping glanced at the time and urged: "Okay, okay, you go quickly, you're going to be late, mom can find someone."

"Mom, I'll go in first then."

Yang Pingping waited until Xia Lin came out from training, but she didn't see Mao Sheng: "Son, your coach Mao didn't come today?"

"Come on, then." Xia Lin pointed to Mao Sheng who was holding a water glass not far away and had a stopwatch on his finger.

Yang Pingping pushed Xia Lin: "You go outside first, I will come later."

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to meet her, Mao Sheng came over: "Mother Xia Lin?"

Yang Pingping was overwhelmed by the flattery, she was stunned for a second, and immediately smiled and shook hands with him: "Yes, yes, I still want to find you, haha."

"Yeah." Mao Sheng didn't talk much, and said emphatically, "That's right, Xia Lin's mother, Xia Lin has made great progress now, and when she is still growing up, you should pay more attention to balanced nutrition in your diet, otherwise It takes a lot of physical energy to keep up with nutrition."

"Hey, okay, okay, thank you, Coach Mao." Before Yang Pingping could ask, all worries were dispelled, and only a smile remained.

She was still worried that Xia Lin was just kidding with comforting her.