Chapter 313

Wu Shuang shook his head, looked at Leng Bingling, and said softly, "OK, I'll go to the living room. If you need anything, just call me."

Leng Bingling sideways waved her hand at Wu Shuang and said irritably, "I see. Go quickly?"

Wu Shuang looked at the little girl's irritability, didn't speak again, turned and left.

Leng Bingling turned around. Just now grandma said that the ribs in the steaming nest should be good. When she steamed for the first time, she was worried that they were not cooked thoroughly. She took a pair of chopsticks. She went to set a small fire and opened the cover. She was trying to hold a piece of ribs to study whether they were cooked thoroughly.

The mobile phone on the stove suddenly rang. She was startled. She didn't hold the cover of the steamer tightly in her left hand. The cover fell on the stove and slid onto the floor.

She was about to hold the ribs. She was frightened by the noise, and her right hand shook. The chopsticks fell into the steamer. The little finger of her right hand accidentally touched the edge of the steamer. There was a hot pain in her finger. She whispered "shit".

Wu Shuang, who had just returned to the living room and had not yet sat down, was startled when she heard the sound from the kitchen. She immediately returned to the kitchen and saw the steaming cover on the floor and the ringing mobile phone on the stove. She hurriedly asked, "Bingbing, how are you?"

Leng Bingling felt a hot pain in the finger belly of her right hand. She shook her hands desperately. Seeing Wu Shuang coming in, she stopped, pursed her lips, and whispered, "burning her fingers." then she wanted to take a step forward and bend down to pick up the steaming cover.

Wu Shuang was one step faster than her. She picked it up, put the lid back on the steamer, turned off the fire, turned to her side, picked up her right hand and looked at it carefully. A big blister had been bulging on the belly of her little finger, which was crystal clear. She said painfully, "blister, you have to take medicine."

Leng Bingling gave a "um" sound, stretched out her left hand to get the mobile phone on the stove, took a look at the incoming call, two fires, her small face flushed with anger, she raised her right hand, stabbed her thumb to the screen and hung up directly.

Wu Shuang looked at her series of actions quietly, turned and walked outside the kitchen, "I'll get the medicine, and you'll come out and apply some medicine."

Leng Bingling made a "um" sound from her nose.

I don't know whether it was because of the hot pain in her finger abdomen or something else. Her eyes became so sour that they were suddenly full of tears.

She pursed her lips, blinked her eyes a few times, drew back her tears to the fundus of her eyes, and then raised her heels and walked out of the kitchen behind Wu Shuang.

Wu Shuang finds the scald cream in the medicine cream and turns around. Leng Bingling has stood behind her. She sees that the little girl's eyes are red. Based on her understanding of her little girl, these scalds are not enough to make her sad.

She sighed silently. When the girl grows up, she will have something on her mind.

She opened the lid of the ointment and stretched it out in front of Leng Bingling. "I know the strength. Apply some ointment myself. Don't puncture it and let it disappear slowly."

Leng Bingling put her mobile phone next to the medicine box and said "Hmm" when she took the ointment.

Wu Shuang, "your hand is hurt. I'll cook the rest!"

Leng Bingling really wanted to cook. She didn't like to give up halfway, but after looking at her fingers, she had to find a reason for herself. Her hand was injured and she couldn't cook any more. Then she made an "en" sound from her nose.

After she applied the ointment, she put it back into the medicine box, and the mobile phone next to the medicine box rang again.