90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn

Chapter 44: Put to sleep…

Xiao Cheng didn't feel the pain in his neck. Instead, the trembling and curled up little body in his arms and Bai Lu's feeble and fragile voice made his heart stop for a moment.

 “Shall we go to the health center?”

"I won't go..." The girl in her arms shook her head vigorously even though she was weak. She was obviously resisting going to the hospital.

　　also said: “I want to drink hot water…”

Xiao Cheng didn't think there was any use in drinking hot water at this time, so he picked her up and got out of bed and walked out.

Bai Lu refused, staggering to come down. She pushed him away and refused to be hugged. If she couldn't push him away, she grabbed his arm and pinched him: "I want to drink water, drink water."

 “Drink hot water.”

 I don’t even have the energy to be angry.

The pinched arm didn't feel any pain at all.

Xiao Cheng wanted to take Bai Lu directly to the hospital, but she was too resistant. Besides holding her stomach and shouting that she felt uncomfortable, frowning, biting him, shrinking into his arms, pushing and pinching him, nothing bigger or more painful happened. reaction.

 The little face buried in his neck was still warm, not pale and bloodless, and his forehead was also at normal temperature.

 It shouldn’t be very serious.

 She said, drink some hot water, you can try it.

After calming down, Xiao Cheng gently put Bai Lu back on the bed, covered him with a quilt, poured a cup of boiling water from the thermos on the table, separated the two cups and shook them left and right.

 Waiting until the water was no longer so hot, he took it back to the bed, helped Bailu up, and fed her to drink.

Bai Lu frowned, opened her eyes, and dropped her weak eyes on the cup: "What is this..."

 Xiao Cheng took it away and blew it, then handed it to her lips, "Hot water."

 “Why is there no sugar?” Bai Lu refused to drink.

 Xiao Cheng went to the drawer to get a piece of maltose and came back. In front of her, he put it in the cup and shook it.

 Tell her: "There is sugar."

Bai Lu still frowned and refused to drink, burying her face into his neck: "It's not melted, it's not sweet..."

Xiao Cheng didn't say anything. He put her back on the bed, covered her with a quilt, poured another glass of boiling water, brought back two maltose candies, and put them in in front of her.

 Gently shake to dissolve: "Two maltose."

Bai Lu bit her lower lip, and a faint voice escaped from her lips: "It's hot."

  Xiao Cheng: “…”

 He went to get two more cups and shook them.

 Running around, my body became hot.

Simply take off your coat and shoes, fold up your quilt and put it at the end of the bed, then go back to bed, help Bailu up, and feed her maltose water with a moderate temperature.

Bai Lu didn't refuse this time, she leaned into his arms and drank the hot sugar water obediently, taking small sips.

Just halfway through drinking, he shrank down and hugged his waist with trembling hands: "It's cold..."

 Xiao Cheng pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them.

Bai Lu continued to drink sugar water, drinking slowly.

 Take a sip and then touch your stomach, as if to confirm whether the sugar water has fallen into your stomach.

 Drink until the moon is in the middle of the sky, then finish the drink.

Xiao Cheng rubbed her slightly bulging belly and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?"

Bai Lu had closed her eyes, relaxed her frown, and stopped complaining about discomfort.

"Want sleep…"

 Hands were still holding his waist.

Xiao Cheng glanced at the sky outside, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if hesitating, the strength on his waist suddenly increased, and the girl's soft and warm lips pressed on his neck.

It's not a bite, but it's like a surge of electricity rushing to the nerve endings, and the burning heat instantly spreads to the limbs.

  Put every nerve cell on temperature. Xiao Cheng lowered his eyes, looking from top to bottom, he saw the side of Bailu's face sleeping peacefully against his neck, and his soft breath gently swept over his neck, warming his bones.

 He placed the cup on the small wooden cabinet beside the bed.

Hand out your hand to pull the rope, turn off the light, and hug her to sleep.

 …

Five old men were squatting on the ground outside the wall, playing poker with their eyes open and making gold.

“Sixteen, can Brother Cheng come out tonight?” Wang Hao yawned.

"What time is it now? It's twelve o'clock, right? I just heard the clock in Brother Cheng's house strike twelve times. All the stray dogs on the roadside are sleeping."

The brother squatting next to Xiao Dazhuang was also yawning, staring at the cards in his hand like mosquito coils.

Luo Shiliu threw out a pair of king bombs, took out the cigarette that flickered in and out of his mouth, and put it out on the ground.

 Get up and look at the main house in the yard.

Looking back at the four brothers who were waiting for answers, he opened his mouth and gave the big news: "The lights are turned off."

 “The lights are off!”

 “Brother Cheng is asleep???”

 Wang Hao: “…”

 Xiao Dazhuang: “…”

 The other two brothers: “…”

"Go home and wash up and sleep." Luo Shiliu wiped his face, shrugged, and left first.

Xiao Dazhuang followed closely: "Brother Cheng, why are you sleeping? Didn't you agree to do a big deal tonight?"

Wang Hao also joined in: "It's too slow to get the money to build a house, so it's better to collect the money a hundred times faster."

The two brothers were carrying a sack and were confused: "So are we going to postpone it or not?"

 They had been with Xiao Cheng for a while before, but they got into trouble and were expelled from the gang.

They don't know whether other people's bosses are capable. Xiao Cheng's ability is definitely obvious to everyone in the gang, and no matter what they do, they will not let it go in vain.

Luo Shiliu slapped his mouth: "We'll find out if we start work tomorrow."

 Xiao Dazhuang scratched his head and came up with a terrible thought: "Brother Cheng will not stop working. My sister-in-law has recently made money selling sugar-roasted chestnuts, which is enough to support the family."

"Who told you?" Luo Shiliu knew that he didn't have the brains to think so far.

Xiao Dazhuang said bluntly: "Yesterday, Chen Chunli went to my mother's shoe stall to mend her shoes. She talked to my mother and said she also wanted to make sugar-roasted chestnuts, but she couldn't buy good sugar."

 In an instant, four sets of eyes were directed at Wang Hao at the same time.

Wang Hao’s face suddenly became dry.

Ever since Chen Chunli knew that Aunt Wu’s sugar-roasted chestnuts were supplied by Bai Lu, she had been letting him talk all day long.

They also said that Xiao Cheng was selfish and only cared about making a lot of money for himself, leaving them brothers to make small money by moving bricks.

They say that Bai Lu has a good path, but he doesn’t know how to take care of his own people or cooperate with his own people. Instead, he wants to cooperate with a bumpkin and bumpkin who moved up from the countryside.

Say that Xiao Cheng and Bai Lu have made money, so they look down on their brothers and don't even care about their life or death.

 Haunted him all day long to find Bai Lu, asking Bai Lu to teach her how to make sugar-roasted chestnuts, saying that we are all brothers and sisters-in-law, and if we have money, we should all make it together.

Luo Shiliu smiled inexplicably, "The chestnut trees haven't bloomed yet, but you already have chestnuts at home?"

Many people in the town have front and back yards, and many people used to plant chestnut trees in their backyards or front yards. However, there are only a handful of people who have left the chestnut trees uncut.

They were too lazy to chop it because Xiao Cheng refused to chop it. They didn't expect that the chestnut would one day turn around.

 So, no one saved any chestnuts. They only stewed chicken or boiled chestnuts, and they were too lazy to pick them up if they fell on the ground.

Xiao Dazhuang remembered it clearly: "At the beginning of the year for your mother's birthday, you asked us to go to your house for dinner. Chen Chunli also said that chestnuts were so unpalatable that she would kill them to death. Why do you still think of making sugar-fried chestnuts now?"

 (End of this chapter)