Accompanied by their feelings, figures, one big and one small, turned around the corner of the street.

"Oh, mom, Jing Bao has grown up and wants to leave by himself, don't hug him." Jing Bao smelled the pleasant fragrance of Yun An'an's body, sucked his little nose hard, pretending to be calm.

He is three and a half years old this year and is a big baby who can be self-reliant and self-reliant!

"Okay," Yun Anan put him down, held his little hand, and smiled gently, "But Mommy just wanted to hold Jing Bao, but she couldn't hold him enough, what should I do?"

Jing Bao suddenly looked confused, "Then, when there is no one, I will give my mother a hug again!"

Otherwise, Huazi from the next door would laugh at him when he saw it!

Yun Anan's heart melted away, and his palm squeezed his soft face without exposing his little thoughts.

The mother and son walked home step by step with big hands holding small hands.

Yun'an's small house was the best place to choose for her when Huadao was rebuilt.

After going down the stone steps, I turned over the alley and arrived.

Bright red and light pink rose vines hanging in front of the door of the cottage with blue roof and white walls, and a sapling taller than Jingbao grows beside it.

As soon as he approached, the door opened, and a man with a shovel in his hand and a handsome face covered in smoke and ashes walked out.

Seeing Yun Anan and Jing Bao, the man was silent. He pressed against the face that was a little dusty but still handsome, and it took him a long time to say seriously: "That hand that moves first."

"Uncle Jiang, have you blown up our kitchen again?!" Jing Bao bulged his mouth and looked at Jiang Suichen with disbelief.

Faced with the critical strike from Jing Bao, Jiang Suichen could only laugh dryly, "The pot at home is not in control."

Yun Anan laughed out loud with a "pop" sound. Looking at Jiang Suichen's appearance that was not a bit similar to the usual boss, he couldn't bear to hit him anymore.

"Brother Chen, you don't have to force yourself to cook for us."

"It's okay, I won't force myself. I'll succeed if I learn a few more times." Jiang Suichen was sure.

"No, I'm just afraid that my kitchen will not withstand your three bombings." Yun Anan refused firmly.

After seeing Jiang Suichen cooking, she wondered if he used kitchen supplies as shells.

Otherwise, how could it be able to achieve a power comparable to a nuclear bomb?

Jing Bao's big agate-like eyes rumbling around, then ran to Jiang Suichen, patted the dust on his body, and whispered: "Uncle Jiang, you have a long way to go!"

Jiang Suichen coughed lightly, a trace of concealment flashed in Taohua's eyes, and then he pulled Jing Bao into his arms like a good brother.

"Jingbao, what is the second step of the sweet and sour fish you mentioned yesterday?"

"Uncle Jiang, you're so stupid. If this continues, how can you find your in-laws in the future?"

"…Uncle Jiang is a man, he only marrys him or not!"

Yun Anan also followed him into the house, locked the door, watched them enter the kitchen, chuckled and shook their heads, and walked upstairs.

Her room faced the silver sea, and when the breeze blew, the coolness came to her face.

Looking around, the shimmering sea surface is like a layer of rippling silver yarn, which is why the silver sea is named.

Yun Anan opened the computer on the desk and looked at the news on the communication forum.

A few years ago, a sudden outbreak of virus infection called n3h5 occurred in various parts of K countries. The United Nations has not yet found the source of the virus infection, and what caused this virus.

Huadao is one of them. Because it is located near the sea and has abundant resources on the island, it is almost isolated from the outside. It is often bullied by Sili, but it has always been peaceful.

However, as the jurisdiction of the next door country, the neighboring island is very close to Huadao. In addition, the little brother Huadao who bullied them for so long, he did not say anything about K, or Huadao rose up to resist, and he became bolder.

If you are brave, you will be miserable.

As soon as the virus broke out, almost none of the Sili people who came to Huadao could leave alive.

Remote towns or countries like Huadao have been more or less attacked by the n3h5 virus, which has caused panic internationally.

This panic lasted for nearly half a year before the n3h5 virus antidote formula was released from Huadao, viral infections in various places were controlled until they were resolved.

Countless medical researchers and media want to see the team that has developed antidotes with their own eyes and want to praise their heroes.

But only the residents of Huadao know that there is actually only one person who is praised by the outside world.

Yun Anan just went online to read the forum news, and a diving group exploded.

"It's online. I've been waiting for you for nearly half a month for the derivative information of the n3h5 virus. Please see me! qaq!"

"Damn it, it's all big men, don't be fucking cute, believe it or not and kick you out!"

"Little Rose looks at me! The extractant I made last time suddenly exploded. I am typing with my left hand now!"

"You are all pediatricians, don't bother Little Rose? Hehehe, I want to see how Little Rose's antidote is made (rubbing hands)."

"Dare you dare to think?!"

“Add one!”

Under this sentence, more than ten formations were arranged, which made Yun Anan laugh and cry.

She has no ID name or code name, and her avatar is a casual photo taken - a rose tattoo.

So these people simply call her this.

Yun Anan flipped the message up and replied one by one according to the difficulty of the questions they asked.

As for what you want to see how to make an antidote, there is naturally no way.

The people in this group are not ordinary people. In other words, there are no ordinary people who can go to this forum. They gather talented people from all over the world.

The information she gave last time was enough for them to study the antidote. If you ask this question, it is nothing more than-

"Oh, the 108th routine of Little Rose failed to gender."

"Of course women who like roses are women?"

"Oh God, I, the pig boy who loves roses, is not convinced."

"Is the little rose still here? It's a big hit!"

"Why would I give you some excuses?"

Amid the conversations of jokes, a familiar id suddenly appeared - My King.

The group that was still lively just now seemed to have been pressed by someone.

Immediately afterwards, the names of the ids became darker and they were all offline in a few minutes.

Every time this "My King" appears, there is no grass growing in the group.

Even Yun Anan seemed to be like this who came out to help her solve the situation every time she was in a dilemma. Who was it?

She poked the group owner's avatar, thought for a while, and typed: "Yun Yong, do you know what the origin of that "my king" is?"

Yun Yong is online, but I don’t know if I didn’t see her message, or I dare not say it. Yun Anan stared at “The other party is entering…” and read for several minutes before Yun Yong’s message came.
Chapter completed!