Bo Zhanye, who had just made a delicious lunch, his face changed slightly and he raised his eyes to look at Mo Nanxi:
"What hope?"
Mo Nanxi said: "Your teacher said that he is conducting a study related to your legs, and there is some hope, so he asked you to participate in it.
You also know that the professor has been retired for a few years and rarely goes out, so he should be sure of it."
Bo Zhanye's eyes darkened.
He had little contact with his teacher. In the past few years, he only ordered gifts during holidays. He never expected that his teacher would worry about his legs.
For both emotional and rational reasons, he should pass.
"Tell the teacher and I will visit you personally."
"Okay Master Jiu."
Bo Zhanye delivered the meals to the room.
Fu Xixi was lying on the bed playing flying chess with little Mo Yaya, while Fu Jiu and Ye Xi were sleeping soundly and peacefully in the crib.
The sun shines in through the window at noon, like a warm and beautiful picture painted by an artist.
Bo Zhanye couldn't bear to break the scene and stopped at the door to admire it.
Until——Fu Xixi found him: "Brother Ye, where are you doing? Come and stay with us."
"Okay." Bo Zhanye recovered his thoughts and slid his wheelchair over.
In flying chess, each person has a chess piece. Throw the dice to determine how many steps to take. The person who reaches the end first wins.
This kind of game can be played by a three-year-old child.
As for Bo Zhanye, he has never played such a childish game since he was a child. Now that he plays it, he finds that life can be so simple and happiness can be so easy.
He couldn't help but enjoy it.
"Daddy, you are very lucky. You often lose to six, and my sister and I always miss it."
"Daddy, are you cheating?"
"Daddy, why don't you let the little baby go?"
Bo Xiaomo asked, while Bo Yaya acted coquettishly.
Bo Zhanye looked at the two beautiful children with a slight curl of his lips:
"Throw it away casually. Daddy can't control the size. If he can control it and let it go to you on purpose, then what's the point of playing games?"
"Yes, what your dad said is correct. When playing games, you must be truthful and be willing to admit defeat."
"Humph, you two are in the same group."
"My brother and I picked it from the trash can!"
The two children pouted and acted coquettishly.
Fu Xixi was both amused and speechless: "Good boy, then daddy and I will let you throw the dice one more time, okay?"
Bo Xiaomo shook his head: "No, if you are willing to accept defeat when playing games, children will not take advantage of adults."
Bo Yaya: "That is, scholars can be killed but not humiliated, and our dignity cannot be lost!"
"Come again!"
Fu Xixi chuckled. Are these two children sent by God to be funny?
It’s too cute!
She kissed each of them on the face and continued playing the game.
The family of four was having fun and smiling.
Mo Nanxi looked at the door with a headache: Master Jiu, what about the promised visit?
...
After a long time, Fu Xixi yawned and said, "I'm here for today. I'm sleepy. I'll play another day."
Two cute babies: "Mommy, I'm sleepy too."
"Me too."
"Okay, you can sleep peacefully." Bo Zhanye put away the flying chess, slid the wheelchair to the bedside, closed the curtains, and then returned to the bedside to take care of the elder and the two younger ones.