"Sister, where are you? Sister, Ming..." A childish cry suddenly sounded in the silent night, interrupting Liu Feimeng who was immersed in his own thoughts.
"Chenchen, be good, don't cry, don't cry, sister is here." Liu Feimeng quickly jumped down from the window sill and walked quickly towards someone who had woken up and was sitting in the middle of the bed because she couldn't see her sister.
As for Xiao Qingchen who was crying, Liu Feimeng sat on the edge of the bed, gently hugged Xiao Qingchen and coaxed softly.
"It's so dark that Chenchen can't find her sister. I'm afraid." Xiao Qingchen cried intermittently.
Hearing this, Liu Feimeng quickly turned on the lamp on the bedside table. She had forgotten that Chenchen was only a three-year-old child and of course he would be afraid of the dark.
Since his mother died in childbirth due to giving birth to Chenchen, Chenchen was brought up by her. Liu Qinghua, the father of their siblings, has always believed that his wife was killed by Chenchen. Therefore, he, who loves his wife deeply,
Chenchen has always been indifferent and even hateful. If it weren't for Liu Feimeng, Chenchen might have been gone long ago. After Liu Qinghua lost control of Chenchen and almost strangled him to death when he saw Chenchen, Liu Feimeng wanted to prevent
A similar thing happened again, so Chenchen, who was not yet a full moon, moved to his grandfather's house.
Because of this, Liu Feimeng will love and pity her younger brother even more, who has lost his mother since birth and cannot get his father's love. However, part of the reason is because Chenchen is so cute and sensible.
Because otherwise, with thousands of years of memories from her previous life and all kinds of emotional experiences, she wouldn't have truly hurt Chenchen in her bones.
"I'm sorry, Chenchen is good, it's my sister's fault. I will stay with you from now on, okay?" Liu Feimeng patted Chenchen softly and said softly.
"Well, okay..." As he said this, Xiao Qingchen moved his little body somewhat uncomfortably.
"What's the matter? Chenchen!" I noticed his abnormality and let go of him and asked.
"Pee..." It turned out that he was woken up by peeing just now.
"Sister, I'll take you to the bathroom right away." After hearing this, Liu Feimeng quickly picked her up and ran to the bathroom easily.
She had been a master in martial arts in several of her previous lives. Although she only remembered these memories two years ago, two years was enough for her to learn some basic skills.
After I came out of the laundry room, I found that the sky outside the window was already bright. After putting Chenchen to sleep again, I immediately got up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. There were only Chenchen, me, and my grandpa at home, so we had three meals a day at home.
When we moved here, I always prepared it.
Because grandma passed away early, and grandpa only had one daughter, mom. Since mom passed away, he only had two relatives: me and Chenchen. He is not as extreme as his father, who blamed Chenchen for mom’s death.
On the contrary, he loves Chenchen very much.
My grandfather is the most famous old Chinese medicine doctor in China. He used to teach at a medical school. After his retirement, he opened a small Chinese medicine hospital near his home. He has an incomparable love for Chinese medicine and has been obsessed with research all his life.
In the art of Chinese medicine, he could devote himself to studying a single prescription for days and nights until he completely understood the principle of the prescription.
After breakfast, Liu Feimeng hugged Xiao Qingchen and followed Grandpa Songxia to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital as usual.
Because Xiao Qingchen was only three years old and not yet old enough to go to school, and Liu Feimeng had already received several degrees in school, and there was no need to go to school anymore. With nothing to do, she accompanied Han Chongwen at his request.
He goes to work in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.