Chapter 187 Nine Goose Eggs

"My sister is sleeping here!"

After an unknown amount of time, Li Li took Ling Jiale home from kindergarten, and Ling Chunhua woke up from her younger brother's yelling.

"Mom, Jiale, you are back."

Faced with her daughter's overtures, Li Li didn't appreciate it at all, and pierced Ling Chunhua with a swishing knife in her eyes.

"Every day I know how to be lazy, the sun is already setting, and I still don't cook dinner!"

Ling Chunhua quickly stood up and walked towards the kitchen. When she got to the door of the kitchen, she turned and asked Li Li as if she thought of something.

"Mom, what are you cooking for tonight?"

"Of course it's porridge, what else can I cook, you bastard has spent all the money in the family, I really don't know what's the use of being born with you, except for eating and spending money, raising a dog is more useful than you! "

In the kitchen, Ling Chunhua's tears rolled down from her eye sockets like beads with a broken thread. She was not lazy, but fell asleep accidentally because she was too dizzy.

Although I felt wronged, the work in hand did not stop.

Scooping water, washing rice, and lighting a fire, his thin body reveals a calmness and hard work that does not match his age.

Seeing that she won't be able to eat dinner for a while, Li Li took her son out to hang out.

Li Li just went out for a while when Ling Jiang came back.

He usually doesn't finish work until after 9 o'clock in the evening, but today he was concerned about his daughter Ling Chunhua's injury, so he deliberately came back early.

After Ling Jiang picked up his bicycle, he went straight to the room where his daughter was resting, "Chunhua, Chun..."

Seeing that the bed was empty, Ling Jiang froze for a moment, then turned around and prepared to look for it in another room.

"Dad, you're back!"

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw his daughter standing at the kitchen door, looking at him in surprise.

Even though the sky had already darkened, Ling Jiang could still tell something was wrong with his daughter at a glance.

The pointed little face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and the thin and small body was on the verge of falling, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Ling Jiang walked over quickly, his face full of worry and distress, "Chunhua, didn't I tell you to rest in bed? Why did you get up?"

"I'm making dinner."

Hearing what his daughter said, Ling Jiang subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his daughter's head, but just as soon as he touched his forehead, he found his palm was hot.

"Chunhua, do you have a fever?"

Ling Chunhua blinked ignorantly, no wonder she felt dizzy, it turned out that she had a fever.

"Come on, let's see the doctor!"

After speaking, Ling Jiang picked up his daughter and went straight to the clinic at the entrance of the alley.

There was no one in the clinic, and the doctor was having dinner. Ling Jiang put his daughter on the bench, and said anxiously to the doctor: "Doctor, my daughter has a fever, please take a look."

The doctor was also conscientious, immediately put down the rice bowl in his hand, and got up to examine Ling Chunhua.

"It's 39 and a half degrees. It's not a light burn. Why did it come in now? If the temperature is higher, I'm afraid I'm going to be a fool!"

Hearing the doctor's words, Ling Jiang was so anxious that the corners of his mouth wrinkled, "I just came home and brought her here immediately when I found out, doctor, please treat her."

The doctor didn't say anything more, took out alcohol and wiped Ling Chunhua's forehead, back neck, chest, armpits and palms, etc., and asked Ling Chunhua what she had eaten during the day while doing emergency cooling.

Maybe it was because of the fever, Ling Chunhua responded in a low voice with a slow reaction: "Crispy rice."

"anything else?"

Ling Chunhua shook her head.

The doctor was a little surprised, "Didn't you eat and vegetables?"

Ling Chunhua nodded lightly, because of illness, the original black glass-like eyeballs were a bit dim, revealing a little uneasiness and fear.

It turned out that eating crispy rice would cause fever, if I knew she would not be greedy, my mother scolded her rightly, and she was going to force my father to spend money again.

Thinking about it, Dou Da's tears rolled down from his eyes.

Ling Jiang didn't know that her daughter was crying because of fear and self-blame. She thought she was wronged because she didn't eat, and at the same time, she was full of anger towards her daughter-in-law.

It's okay to be partial to your son and neglect your daughter, but it's too much for your daughter to be injured and can't even eat!

"As parents, you are too negligent in taking care of your children. When you are growing up, you eat some crispy rice. It is not nutritious. It is no wonder that you are stunted..."

While reprimanding, the doctor removed the gauze from Ling Chunhua's head, intending to check the wound.

The gauze was only half untied, and there were bright red blood oozing out. As the gauze became thinner, the blood became more and more, until the gauze was completely untied, and the doctor couldn't help but look at the bleeding wound. Got angry.

"What's the matter, didn't you say you have to lie down and rest? Look, the wound is torn, and the fever is caused by the inflammation of the wound."

Ling Jiang knew he was wrong, and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, doctor, it's all my fault, please excuse me."

The doctor cleaned the wound with alcohol and cotton, stopped the bleeding, and rewrapped it with clean gauze. "In this situation, we need to hang the wound with water, and the effect of taking medicine will be slow."

"Okay, just hang the water."

Ling Jiang's cooperative attitude made the doctor feel better. He pointed to the screen behind him, "Go ahead and lie down, I will dispense the medicine."

"Hey, doctor, I'm sorry to trouble you."

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After getting off the tram, Yunmo subconsciously looked around the platform, but she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed when she didn't see any familiar figures.

According to the prediction, Ling Chuan should arrive in Jiang City at noon, could it be that he was delayed on the way?

When she got home, she didn't find any sign of the man coming home. Yunmo's mood was as empty and silent as a huge courtyard house.

"Quack quack!"

As if sensing her frustration, Dabai and Erbai ran up to her, rubbing her slender neck affectionately against her ankles.

Master, you are back!

Yunmo bent down and touched the heads of the two guys, then went to the cabin.

Seeing another goose egg in the straw nest, my mood immediately improved a lot.

There are nine eggs in total!

In order to reward Erbai, Yunmo deliberately added more dried shrimps and small fish when mixing the goose food.

"Quack quack!"

Dabai and Erbai ate very happily, and while eating, they raised their necks and called out to Yunmo.

Thank you master! Master is the most beautiful!

Eating alone, Yunmo didn't bother to cook, so she fried an egg, chopped some sauerkraut and cooked a bowl of sour soup with egg noodles.

After eating, Yunmo fetched a bucket of well water, added a few drops of spiritual spring water to it, and then watered the flowers and plants in the yard with a ladle.

Ling Chuan usually does the watering. She drops a few drops of spiritual spring water into the soil every now and then, and after a period of time, the flowers and plants in the courtyard grow very well.

Not only the branches are lush, but the flowers are also big, nice and fragrant.

It's just that the size of the yard is a bit small, otherwise, it would be good to open up a little bit of land to grow vegetables to eat.

Thinking of this, Yunmo suddenly thought of something, and threw down the water ladle to find out the measuring tape that Ling Chuan bought when renovating the warehouse.

After some measurement, Yunmo was surprised to find that the area of ​​the portable space has really increased.