Looking at her son's cute expression, Wang Chuxia smiled.
She knew that Zhao Xiaoxiao especially liked braised pork, so she used this trick to subdue him and make him call her mother obediently.
Zhao Xiaoxiao washed his hands, walked over, grabbed the braised pork and ate it.
Wang Chuxia quickly reached out her hand and pretended to hit him.
"Hey, I've told you many times, you can't grab or hold chopsticks with your hands."
Zhao Xiaoxiao reluctantly picked up the chopsticks and quickly started eating.
Facing the braised pork, he had no resistance at all. He would not be so obedient normally, but with the braised pork in front of him, he could only submit.
"Mother Chuxia, you can't be lazy anymore..."
Half full and his mouth was full of oil, Zhao Xiaoxiao suddenly said.
"Huh? I'm lazy? When did I become lazy?"
Wang Chuxia sat aside, stopped eating, looked at her son and asked.
"Of course it's practice. You say you want to cook for me every day, and then you don't practice. This is very wrong of you. My master said that if you don't practice hard now, you won't even be able to eat shit in the future..."
"Don't use foul language..." Wang Chuxia quickly began to educate him again.
Zhao Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes at her.
"Early summer..."
"Call mom, if you dare to call me by my name again, I will never make braised pork for you again and make you eat vegetables every day..."
"This, okay..."
Zhao Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed twice, and finally he chose to give in. His cute little expression looked very much like his father, Zhao Qianye.
At this time, Wang Chuxia couldn't help but think of him again, her eyes began to turn red, and she couldn't eat anymore.
Zhao Xiaoxiao knew that Wang Chuxia was thinking about that man he had never seen before. What good was that man? He couldn't even protect his own woman, so what kind of man was he?
"Mom Chuxia, don't miss him. I will protect you from now on..."
"Okay, my good son..."
Hearing these words, Wang Chuxia felt particularly satisfied. She deserved to work so hard to come here to take care of him.
When Wang Chuxia was depressed, she once told Zhao Xiaoxiao about Zhao Qianye to let him know that he had a heroic father.
Who knew that this guy Zhao Xiaoxiao not only failed to remember that Zhao Qianye was his father, but also remembered the bad things about Zhao Qianye.
This caught Wang Chuxia off guard, so every time Zhao Xiaoxiao started talking about it, Wang Chuxia would try to correct his misunderstanding.
"Zhao Xiaoxiao, remember, Zhao Qianye is your father, and he is the best person. Understand, you can never talk about your father like this again..."
Although she was moved by her son's words to protect her, Wang Chuxia still did not forget to educate her son and let him know who his father was.
But Zhao Xiaoxiao obviously didn't care. He finished the braised pork in the bowl in several big gulps, finished the rice, and then walked outside with his sword in hand.
"Son, why are you in such a hurry? Take a break after eating. It's not good for your health to practice swordplay right after eating." Wang Chuxia called him quickly.
But Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't stop at all and walked outside without looking back.
"Chu Xia, you should also work hard to practice. From now on, we will not rely on that man, but on ourselves..."
After Zhao Xiao finished his novel, he suddenly jumped up and quickly disappeared.
This little guy, at such a young age, is already very good at Qinggong. This has a lot to do with his non-stop practice for many years.
Wang Chuxia ran to the door and shook her head helplessly.
"If you practice so hard at such a young age, what will happen when you grow up?"
Wang Chuxia said to herself that she actually didn't want her son to become a tall and muscular man in the future. She just wanted her son to grow up simply, happily and healthily.
But his son has this kind of character, he just likes to practice martial arts, which makes Wang Chuxia helpless.
At this time, Wang Chuxia put away the dishes and chopsticks, tidied up the housework, and began to meditate on the wooden couch in the room.
When she was bored, Wang Chuxia would practice Qigong to pass the time, because once she was free, she would keep thinking about Zhao Qianye, which made her feel like her days were like years.
Only by practicing, practicing non-stop, and doing things non-stop will she feel better. This is also a kind of hypnotic anesthesia for her own nerves.
A month later, winter also arrived in Jiangcheng.
This month Xia Ziyan went back to Yunling Mountain to visit her brothers. Zhao Qianye kept practicing every day, because only if he was strong enough could he find Wang Chuxia as soon as possible.
"Dingling bell..."
In the evening, his cell phone rang.
"Hey, what's wrong with the volcano?" Zhao Qianye was meditating. He picked up his phone and said with his eyes slightly closed.
"Brother Qianye, your son, he, he suddenly got a bad cold and was hospitalized. I have to tell you..." Yang Huoshan said anxiously.
"My son?"
"Yes, Alice gave birth to Zhao Bao'er, who was only half a year old. He suddenly had a severe cold and was hospitalized. Sister-in-law Alice was very anxious. She really had no other choice, so she notified us..."
"Okay, I understand, you can book a flight ticket for me immediately..."
Zhao Qianye stood up.
Since Alice gave birth to a child, Zhao Qianye has never visited her. Even if he had a relatively free month, he did not go to see her because he didn't know how to face Alice.
But Zhao Baoer suddenly caught a bad cold and was hospitalized, which made Zhao Qianye unable to sit still.
At this time, he realized that the son Alice gave birth to was also very important to him and was also his relative.
He quickly put on his clothes, ran to the first floor to explain a few words to Zhou Huifang, and then drove out.
…
When Mi Lijianniu made an appointment at the hospital, Alice anxiously walked up and down the corridor, tears welling up in her eyes and looking like they were about to fall.
"Alice, don't worry too much, the young master will be fine." At this time, Bi Li was comforting her.
"Bili, Bao'er has been in there for two hours. Is he really going to be okay?" Alice stopped and looked at Bili. Although Bili didn't know, Alice still wanted to hear it from her mouth.
It's good to hear some good news, even if it's false.
"Alice, trust me, nothing will happen." Bi Li hugged Alice's shoulders and patted her back gently.
At this time, the door of the emergency room finally opened, and the doctor came out.
Alice and Bi Li rushed over, stopped the doctor and asked, "Doctor, how are you? How is my son?"
"well……"
The doctor sighed.
"It's too young. It's really rare to get such a severe flu at such a young age. Although he is temporarily out of danger, we can't guarantee that we can cure him, and even if he is cured, there will be very serious sequelae.
…”
After the doctor finished speaking, he left.
Alice was so anxious that she burst into tears and rushed into the ward frantically.