"Xiaoconghua is waiting for conghou sister at home. She will come back soon. Then she can play with xiaoconghua, right?"

No matter how cute the little guy is, he doesn't let go of his gruel.

Xiao Conghua probably knew that sister Cong would not agree to let her go out with her this time, and she looked a little listless.

"I just want to be with congee sister. How boring it is for xiaoconghua to be at home!"

The little guy likes to stick to changcong now. Naturally, he wants to go out with her, so he doesn't care where he is going.

Children's thinking has always been direct, there are not so many messy mind, just simply think of what to do.

"Why, can't grandfather play with xiaoconghua?"

Old Feng would cut in and distract the little guy's attention. He pretended to be serious on his face, although there was no threat in his eyes

He is not xiaoconghua. Naturally, we can see why changcong refuses xiaoconghua's request. It's all for her consideration. Naturally, he supports it.

Seeing the little guy grinding to and fro, Chang Cong is a little overwhelmed. Come out quickly.

He knows deeply that Xiao Conghua's temper will be shaken if she tosses about for a while.

"Xiaoconghua doesn't want to play with her grandfather?"

Feng said seriously, the little guy was easily fooled by Feng.

"No, xiaoconghua likes to play with her grandfather."

How could she not like to play with her grandfather? She just wants to go out with her sister! She hasn't been out for a long time!

Maybe I can see the desolation in the little guy's eyes. There are heartaches in Chang Cong's and Feng Lao's eyes. This time, the little guy is suffering

I can only hope that the little guy can recover as soon as possible!

The old and the young have reached a consensus at this moment.

However, when he was interrupted by Feng Lao, he didn't want to go out with Chang Cong, although he still had obvious loss in his eyes.

But the little guy is also sensible. Naturally, she knows that the reason why she doesn't bring herself is for her own good.

Just because he was ill, the little guy suddenly wished he could get back to health.

"Xiaoconghua must take good care of her illness and recover as soon as possible. Only in this way can she go out to play with her sister porridge!"

The little guy held his little fist and said solemnly.

"It's so annoying to be sick. I'm not happy at all..." the little guy muttered, dissatisfied with the current situation.

"Xiao Conghua, listen to the doctor, and you will get better soon!"

Looking at the little guy like this, Chang Cong sighed and gently touched the little guy's cerebellar pouch.

"Sister porridge must come back soon. Xiaoconghua will miss sister porridge very much."

Now that I've decided that I can't go together tomorrow, the little guy wants to open up. In the twinkling of an eye, he begins to say that his sister must come back early.

Seeing the little guy's seamless expression back and forth, Chang Cong suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. This little smart guy

"Of course, sister Cong will miss xiaoconghua, too."

I'm just going to leave for a while tomorrow, and I'll be back soon. It's like a separation between life and death when the little guy makes such a fuss.

But often porridge heart is warm.

In her memory, no one has ever waited for her and needed her like this.

After all, before the mother, in fact, it is more together and less away. After all, the mother's condition is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Most of the time, she needs to be treated in the hospital.

So in real terms, she lives by herself.

Although she is used to that kind of life, it doesn't mean she will like it.

The life in the closed house these days is totally different from her previous life. She thinks she will not like it.

But unexpectedly, she didn't feel rejected at all.

Fenglao looks very kind, xiaoconghua is very lovely, and the servants are also polite

Even in the sealed house life, let her have a kind of long lost warm feeling.

Even that man, although he said he was a little bit bad tempered, in fact, he didn't do any substantial harm to himself, did he

He even helped himself again and again. Although he didn't know what he was thinking, he should be grateful.

Chang Cong even feels greedy. She is really greedy for this long lost warmth

Even if you know that this idea is not important, after all, she is not a member of this circle, and has nothing to do with Feng family. She will leave sooner or later.

But often porridge is unable to convince their own heart.

She longed for the warmth and was reluctant to let it go so easily.

So she is acquiescing herself to accept the short-term tenderness. Even though she knows that she will lose it sooner or later, she is willing to open her heart and embrace the temporary warmth.

This is also the reason why Mr. Feng feels more and more real to him.

After all, in his heart, Chang Cong had long been the one who sealed his family. It was only a matter of time.

After nagging for a long time, the little guy began to yawn again.

After all, the child's physical quality is poor, and it's too late for the meeting, so the little guy's eyes are blurred, and Chang Cong simply carries her to the room.

Fortunately, I applied the medicine in the afternoon, otherwise I would often eat porridge. I'm afraid I can't hold this little guy.

When the little guy got to the bed, he couldn't open his eyes, but Chang Cong still asked her to hold on for a while, gave her a general wipe, and applied the medicine again to let her continue to sleep.

Originally, I tucked in the quilt for the little guy, and Chang porridge was going to leave, but I didn't expect that when I pulled out my hand, I was held more tightly by the little guy.

Often porridge some surprised looking at the shallot flower, but found that the little guy is obviously sleepy, still insist on half open eyes, seems to say something.

Often Cong Cong again sat down beside the bed, bent down and gently kiss the forehead of the small scallion.

"What's the matter?" Asked gently.

"Porridge sister, can you wait for xiaoconghua to wake up tomorrow morning, xiaoconghua..."

When the little guy came to the back, Chang Cong couldn't hear clearly, because he was too sleepy.