Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

While An An was racking her brains, she heard the sound of the door opening and quickly put on a smile: "You are so fast. I thought you would have to wait for a while. What is there for breakfast here? Is it different from ours? Oops. , I’m so hungry right now, bring it to me quickly.”

Then I remembered that I hadn't brushed my teeth and washed my face yet, so I lifted up the quilt and wanted to get off.

Wen Ying hurriedly put breakfast on the bedside table and stopped An An: "What are you doing? You're not well yet. You can't go to the ground."

An An groaned: "I sweat so much that it stinks. And if I don't wash up, how can I eat? I'll just go and wash up."

Wen Zheng refused; "You happen to be still weak. I'll get a towel to wipe you and rinse your mouth."

Then he added: "If you don't obey me, I will call my uncle and aunt and tell me that you are sick."

An An glared: "Wen Zheng, you have become bad. Now you have learned to threaten me! This is not cute at all."

Wen Zheng ignored her and went to get half a basin of warm water. He wiped An An's face and hands carefully, then brought a glass of water for An An to brush her teeth: "The breakfast here is similar to that in Beijing. I see there are beef sesame cakes." , I bought one for you, and then a portion of white porridge."

An An was very dissatisfied: "Ah? Just bought one? How can one be enough to eat? I'm so hungry now."

Wen Ying refused: "One is good. You can't eat greasy food now. Be obedient. I'll buy you one later."

An An happily took the crispy beef sesame cake and ate it. While eating, she asked Wen Ying: "We will check out the train tickets soon. If there is a train tonight, we will continue walking."

Wen Ying shook his head: "No, let's rest here for two days. When you are well, we will return to Beijing. There will be many opportunities to go back to see my dad and grandma in the future."

An An frowned: "This is so bad, it's all because of me, and you can't go back. Anyway, we still have plenty of time, so let's go."

Wen Ying insisted: "No, you look like this. What if you have a fever on the train? You'd better recover first."

An An was rarely docile: "Well, have you been up all night? After breakfast, you can also sleep for a while, okay?"

Wen Ying nodded: "Well, you eat first, and then sleep for a while after eating. Didn't aunty say that you should sleep well when you are sick? Only by recuperating can you recover quickly."

After breakfast, An An yawned, pulled the quilt and lay down, waving to Wen Ying: "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep first. After you finish cleaning up, you can take a nap in the next bed."

After saying that, he almost lay down and fell asleep instantly.

Before Wen Zheng had time to pack his things, he heard An An snoring slightly, like a kitten purring when it fell asleep. It made him very worried, why did he fall asleep so quickly? Is the fever still not gone?

Afraid that An An would have a recurring fever after falling asleep, she didn't dare to leave. She continued to sit by the bed and watch over her, listening to An An's intermittent murmurings in her sleep. From time to time, she would touch her forehead to make sure there was no fever before she could rest assured.

An An slept until almost evening. When she opened her eyes, the light in the room became very dim.

She was in a daze, wondering what time it was?

After being stunned for a while, she turned around and saw Wen Ying leaning on the bedside table, sleeping with her eyes closed. She must have been very tired. She sat up and Wen Ying didn't wake up.

An An looked at Wen Ying's facial features hidden in the shadows. The youthful youthfulness was still there, but there was a hint of fortitude, and the handsomeness was a little more mature.

I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it, but finally gave up and scratched my head, thinking how embarrassing it would be if Wen Ying found out.

Wen Zheng still woke up with a start. He suddenly sat up straight, opened his eyes and looked at An An. Seeing her sitting, he hurriedly reached out to touch her forehead: "Do you still have a fever? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Are you hungry?"

An An laughed out loud: "Wen Ying, don't be so nervous. I just have a fever. I have nothing to do now. You are so nervous, just like my father."

Wen Ying's face was slightly embarrassed: "Are you hungry? It's getting dark. I'll buy food."

An An turned around: "I've slept for so long, why didn't you wake me up?"

After speaking, he remembered something and turned to look at Wen Ying: "Wen Ying, do you believe that people have a previous life?"

Wen Zheng shook his head: "I don't believe it. If there really was a previous life and I had crossed the Naihe Bridge, I would have forgotten it."

An An blinked and asked seriously: "If some people don't drink Meng Po soup when crossing Naihe Bridge, do they have memories of past lives?"

Wen Ying didn't believe this: "Are you confused because of a fever? We can't believe this nonsense. I'm going to buy food. You wait here for me."

Seeing that Wen Zheng didn't believe it, An An didn't continue, mainly because this matter seemed ridiculous to ordinary people, but with Mo Mo, she felt it would become reasonable.

I muttered silently in my heart, no wonder Mo Mo has been so well-behaved and smart since he was a child.

After dinner, Wen Ying asked An An to wait in the ward while he went to the train station to queue up to buy a ticket back to Beijing.

An An didn't want to wait alone in the ward. Mainly if she was left alone, she couldn't help but think wildly, thinking about the things in her dreams, and thinking about the poor little girl in her dreams.

"I'll go with you. I'm fine now. Let's go get discharged from the hospital first, and then go to the train station to buy tickets together. If we can buy tickets for tonight, we'll go back directly. If not, we'll find a guest house nearby. Stay. Anyway, I don’t want to stay in the hospital alone.”

Naturally, Wen Zheng would not refuse An An. He packed his things, went to the hospital and took An An to the train station.

Fortunately, there was a train to Beijing in the middle of the night, but it was a standing ticket.

An An didn't even think about it: "Standing tickets are fine too. Let's just make do at the door of the train. Anyway, we can get home in one day. We can have a good rest after we get back."

There were no seats, and Wen Ying was worried that An An's body would not be able to bear it, but An An was very insistent: "I think the food here is not delicious. I want to go back and eat the food cooked by my aunt. I miss my parents, so we should go home quickly."

Wen Ying obediently bought two tickets without seats, and the two of them returned to the capital city.

It was already noon on the second day when we arrived in Beijing. An An had just fallen ill. She had no energy at all. She sat in the taxi and leaned against the door: "After I get home, I have to sleep for three days and three nights. I am really sleepy." Me."

Wen Ying blamed himself: "Originally, I was supposed to rest for two days and come back when you feel better, but in the end, you suffered again on the road."

An An waved her hand: "It has nothing to do with you, I just want to go home."

After arriving home, An An called out to her aunt and hurried back to her room. When she saw the bed, she jumped on it and fell asleep instantly.

Zhou Hongyun was surprised and frightened at the same time: "What's wrong with this child?"