Rebirth of the Little Lucky Star in 80s

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Mrs. Shen's heart suddenly fell, and she looked at Fu Bao angrily, "Nan, why didn't you tell me earlier, you scared me to death, do you know? I just thought it was those kidnappers, for fear that you would be kidnapped. Sigh!"

Shen Zhile smiled and said, "Honey, what about me? Aren't you afraid that I'll be kidnapped?"

"You? You are so old. If you are still kidnapped, you will be ashamed of me!" The old lady Shen knew that those girls and kidnappers specialized in kidnapping young children, usually under the age of six. This kind of baby is not sensible, and it is easy to discipline. It is easier to adapt to being sold to a new family.

Shen Zhile is ten years old, not their food.

Shen Zhile snorted deliberately, "Ma, you're not nervous about me at all."

The old lady Shen said confidently: "I'm nervous about us, do you have any opinions?"

"What a coincidence, so am I! My sister is the most nervous."

Shen Zhile's words were made "giggling" by Fu Bao, and when he saw her laugh, Shen Zhile laughed along with him. He liked to see his sister laugh the most.

But the old lady Shen had a serious look on her face, patted him on the head, and warned, "So when I'm working, you give me a good look at Fubao. If she has something wrong, I can't spare you!"

"Okay!" Shen Zhile happily accepted the task.

For lunch, I usually eat white steamed buns, sweet potatoes and gruel, as well as a small plate of salted radishes.

Fubao's bowl of porridge is much better, it is called real porridge, and it has minced meat, which is particularly fragrant. This was specially made by Mrs. Shen for Fubao, but Shen Zhile didn't have it.

Shen Zhile wasn't annoyed at all, in his opinion it was a matter of course, the best things should be given to his sister. So even if he smelled the fragrance, the halazi was going to flow down, and he didn't even move the bowl of porridge.

Before eating, Fu Bao went to see old man Shen. She knew that the old man Shen was in a good mood when she saw her, so she naturally wanted to make the old man happy.

Fubao wanted to give his bowl of porridge to old man Shen, but he was unwilling.

"Grandpa, just take a few bites. You have to eat more to get better."

"That won't work. Fubao, grandpa has bad teeth and can't chew the meat. You should eat it. Good." Old Shen coughed a few times. He was fine.

After my grandfather was paralyzed in bed, he also contracted the disease. He coughed non-stop. Sometimes he seemed to cough up his lungs, which made the whole family very worried.

Mrs. Shen and Shen Zhile heard the sound and walked in. Seeing the old man coughing badly, Mrs. Shen worried: "Old man, are you alright?"

After finally stopping the cough, the old man said in a hoarse voice, "It's alright, take the kids out, don't let them come into this room often."

The old lady Shen immediately went over and picked up Fu Bao. The old man didn't know what was wrong, and he coughed so badly every day. She was worried that Fubao would be infected if she stayed in the house for too long, so even if she felt sorry for the old man, she still took Fubao away and took Shen Zhile out by the way.

Fu Bao was sitting at the table eating porridge, thinking of the old man Shen's withered and emaciated appearance, his heart felt uncomfortable, and he lost his appetite at all. She looked up at the old lady Shen and said with a flat mouth, "Damn, shall we take grandpa to see a doctor?"