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"Why is this?" Han Xiaoyun was in a beautiful mood today, walked over with a face full of curiosity, and asked Sheng Xiao, "Son, did you not eat enough at noon?"

"...No." Sheng Xiao has long passed the age of growing tall day and night, and waking up hungry in the middle of the night, "A colleague of mine has not been in good health recently, and he usually takes good care of me, so I just wanted to see See if there is any medicine he can use, and take it back along the way to show your heart."

"Okay." Han Xiaoyun responded immediately, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"He..." Sheng Xiao originally wanted to say it lightly and without showing any traces, but when he remembered that he was talking about Shen Junbin, he couldn't act like he had nothing to do with himself, and said in a muffled voice. Said, "He broke a bone two days ago."

Han Xiaoyun's understanding of "not so good" is mostly minor ailments such as colds and fevers. She didn't think about the seriousness. When she heard this, her smile faded away and she exclaimed: "Ah, what happened? Is it serious? ?”

"A rib is broken, this place." Sheng Xiao gestured at his heart, "Isn't the heart behind here, if it's broken a little bit, it will be poked, even if it doesn't poke the heart, poke the liver or It's the lungs, that's enough."

Over the past few days, the doctor who made the ward rounds mentioned the injury repeatedly, and Sheng Xiao was a little slow to respond to these words, but now he was going to describe Shen Junbin's injury to a completely unaware person, and the lingering fear resurfaced in his heart Feel.

Within the ribs, there is almost no other supporting protective barrier for the chest cavity. If the opponent is a little more frenzied, the consequences will be disastrous.

The alcohol in his blood made Sheng Xiao's emotions gallop wildly, and his panic was mixed with a few strands of anger: Why did this Shen Junbin go to the hospital and still not behave himself?Why don't you follow him obediently and let him protect you?What are you doing at home when you don't go to work?

In the past, Shen Junbin would lose his mind if he didn't see him for a while. At that time, he almost forgot about the reception and wanted to go to an unknown place with him to plead guilty.He casually sent a message of unknown meaning, and Shen Junbin was able to send a series of greetings in the blink of an eye. I don't know how much effort he put in secretly to hold back his teeth, and he didn't know how long he waited with his phone in his pocket.

When he goes back tomorrow, it would be best to see that kid waiting for him at home without thinking about eating and drinking, looking forward to seeing through the water, and as soon as he entered the door, he would rush to hug him and cry bitterly, vowing to change his past.

Han Xiaoyun was overwhelmed by her son's heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and felt pain when she heard it, and asked in a low voice: "What does your colleague do? It's alright, why did the ribs break?"

Of course Sheng Xiao didn't dare to tell the truth, he said vaguely: "He's eating and drinking. It has nothing to do with work, it's because he was driving carelessly and had a small accident."

"It must be driving fast, and young people are anxious. The days are still long, can't you drive slower." Han Xiaoyun sighed, shaking her head and said, "Let me find it for you, help me get the little stool over there bring here."

Han Xiaoyun was not tall, and she could just reach the upper half door of a cabinet by the wall by stepping on a footstool. She carefully dragged out a cardboard box and took out a large jar inside.

She stuffed the can of stuff directly into Sheng Xiao's arms, emphasizing: "This is 100% genuine, so it's hard to get it. Take it back and drink it with warm water. It's very good for calcium supplementation, and you can eat it too. Pay attention to your body at ordinary times." , it won’t be so brittle at critical times.”

The can that Han Xiaoyun stuffed in was about the size of a normal large can of milk powder. Sheng Xiao could barely see the grasslands and yaks painted on the can, so he reckoned that the can was either yak milk powder or yak bone powder.His father seems to have a friend who has a special channel, specializing in high-end therapeutic food, so it's not surprising to get this.

But what was strange to him was, what the hell did he say just now?Why can't he understand it all of a sudden?

What is "you can eat too"?

Han Xiaoyun turned around and put several gift boxes in his hands: "Take these."

Sheng Xiao took it with a dazed head.

He still couldn't figure it out, what the hell does it mean to ask him to take these things back and leave this can of milk powder alone to eat by himself?Or let him decide whether to send it away or not?Otherwise, based on the premise of "giving a gift", it is impossible for him to pour out half of it and share it with others, right?

Did he just say how his relationship with his injured colleague was doing?

Han Xiaoyun handed over a small square satin box and said, "These things are as big as the box, but there aren't many inside, so you can take them all. Hey? Can you carry them when you go out like this?"

Sheng Xiao's hands are heavy, and the deer antler and ginseng are all listed.It's not convenient to get on the plane, but when he left the house, he opened the box and threw it away, and it was easy to take it with him.

Maybe it was just Han Xiaoyun's unintentional remark just now, because he drank too much and got confused, thinking too much.

"It's easy to hold, why is it not easy to hold." Sheng Xiao saw that this was useful, and then that was also useful, wishing he could go back now.

But when he was excited, he suddenly thought again, why does it feel that something is not right?

When others go home to visit their parents, they always come with big bags and small bags. If he comes back empty-handed, why does he have to walk with some things when he leaves?

Speaking of which, he was about the same age as Ren Yuan, and not much younger than Chen Mu.The main industry in Yanmen is the mining industry. Whether it is doing business, providing labor, or eating imperial food from government agencies, almost every household in the entire county and city revolves around several mines to make a living. Too much.Not to mention Shen Junbin's elder brother, the trend of the group's stock is often used to analyze and predict the trend of the entire stock market, and his every move is closely watched.

In comparison, he is a few years younger than them, but in a few years, when he reaches that age, will his achievements be comparable to theirs?

Han Xiaoyun is not good at housework. She simply arranges the items in the cupboard and barely closes the cupboard door. As long as the house does not look as shocking as it was just swept by a burglar, it is considered finished.

When she turned around, she saw her son in a daze, and asked, "Why are you so stupid? Should we eat first, or go to sleep later?"

"Don't sleep anymore." Sheng Xiao said.

Not only did Han Xiaoyun not give him any spare parts, but she also generously posted her own advantages to him while she was in her stomach.

And he seems to have played this good hand a bit stinky.

"Mom." Sheng Xiao couldn't help asking, "Do you think I'm not doing well when I go out for a while?"

Han Xiaoyun was taken aback, then smiled and said: "What? Are you doing well in Licheng? After all, it is also a big city, at least better than Yanmen. Who doesn't want to go to a good place? If someone else, a A little boy who left his hometown and went out to make a living, can do what you do at such a young age? I don't believe it."

Sheng Xiao's heart warmed up, and he lowered his head docilely: "Mom, thank you."

Han Xiaoyun was puzzled: "What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for trusting me." Sheng Xiao put the things in his hands aside, hugged Han Xiaoyun and said, "Every time my father scolds me for being worthless and messing around, you are the one who speaks for me."

Han Xiaoyun touched her son's arm kindly - she wanted to pat this brat's head like she did when she was a child, but since Sheng Xiao was in high school, it was difficult for her to have the opportunity to practice this idea.

The stinky boy is not only tall, but also not very good at home. This is neither with her nor with his father, as if he was born drifting, and even his mother can't catch his shadow.

"My son, don't blame your dad." She said, "You said that you are like other children. You studied for more than ten years and finally went to a technical school. Can he not get angry? He was so angry It’s all bubbling. Sometimes when I think about it, I’m quite aggrieved, but when I think about it again, I realize that it’s all predestined—your dad and I never went to college, so how could we be born to be able to study? What about the child? You didn’t pick the birth date yourself, so I can’t blame you.”

"Oh." Sheng Xiao was not sure if his mother was comforting him.

"Besides, I don't believe in 'your choice', I believe that I will give you a good life." Han Xiaoyun thought of something, pushed Sheng Xiao away and said, "In the year you took the exam, I asked someone to do it for you several times , Every fortune teller says that you are lucky, you can turn bad luck into good luck, you can’t go wrong no matter what you choose, and you can enjoy it wherever you go. You say, if one person says this, then he may be cheating money, but if several people are In this way, is it true that you are blessed in your life?"

Sheng Xiao: "... Maybe there is."

Han Xiaoyun continued to ask kindly: "How are you going tomorrow, have you booked a ticket?"

Sheng Xiao: "I've booked a ticket for 11 am."

"Okay." Han Xiaoyun pointed at the ground to order him, "Look at what you're pulling, it's like something. You clean up here first, and I'll find you a big suitcase so that you can pack it up and take it away."

Sheng Xiao packed the box silently by himself, when he suddenly heard the notification sound of "Dingling", which made a muffled sound.

He opened the cabinet door in the direction of the sound, and saw that it was Han Xiaoyun who had dropped her mobile phone on the cabinet partition.

"Mom," Sheng Xiao called out the door, "your phone is ringing."

The partitions of the cupboard are relatively high, so Sheng Xiao took off the phone without any trouble to prevent his mother from stepping on the stool again.

Under the gravity induction, the phone screen lit up, and he glanced at the text message preview inadvertently.

"Aunt Sheng, we have already left Licheng. The rest of the money, you see..."