Baby Luo told the adults at home about this discovery.

Wang Cuilian said: "Oh, we thought that children don't like fish because they have many spines, so we didn't cook the fish at night, but there is a bream in the bucket in the kitchen, so I'm going to cook it for Jingling."

Zuo Junmo stopped Wang Cuilian: "Let's forget it tonight, it's too troublesome."

Wang Cuilian said with a smile: "It's not troublesome at all. It's very fast. Jingling only drank a little porridge at noon. It'll be fine if I don't eat at night and I'll be starving. I'll come as soon as I go!"

After about two bowls of tea, Wang Cuilian brought over a bowl of bream noodles.

The bream is deep-fried in a frying pan until it's done, and then it's boiled in a soup that's been mixed with sauce. The fish and soup are spread on top of the noodles, and sprinkled with chopped green onion. It's so fragrant.

"I'll take it." Luo Baobao said.

When the bream noodles were delivered to Jingling, Jingling lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He came to the bedside, grabbed chopsticks and ate a meal...

I ate all the bream and half of the noodles. I was really full.

Sitting on the stool and touching his belly, he smiled sheepishly at Baby Luo.

Baby Luo was dumbfounded.

"Jingling, I thought you couldn't smile, but you look so pretty when you smile!" Luo Baobao said excitedly.

And like a big sister, she reached out her hand and gently stroked Jingling's head.

"Sister's name is Luo Wuyou, which means carefree. Sister, I also hope you can be happy and smile more in the future. You are the boy with the best smile I have ever seen, except for my brother Chen'er.

Got it!" she said.

Jingling looked at her, listened carefully to every word she said, and remembered them deeply in his heart.

This beautiful young lady made him feel very comfortable...

After eating and drinking, and taking a hot bath, Jingling slept soundly at night and slept until dawn.

Early the next morning, Wang Cuilian came back from bathing in the pond and brought back some bad news.

"The kid Bingbing heard that he was burned all night last night. In the middle of the night, Zhou Sheng even invited Uncle Fu and his son to come over and have a look. Now he doesn't know what's going on." She said.

Blacksmith Luo was surprised, "I must have fallen into the water yesterday and froze. It's only the first month now, so it's very cold."

Wang Cuilian said: "Jingling also got into the water. He is a few years younger than Bingbing. He will be fine after a sleep. Why is Bingbing still so sick? He looks very strong!"

Blacksmith Luo said: "That's not what you said. It doesn't mean that you won't get sick if you look strong. Although Jingling is thin, I can tell by looking at this child. He has a strong body and bones. He is worthy of growing up on a boat since he was a child!"

The speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention. Zuo Junmo sat aside and drank tea, the teacup covering the bitterness on his lips.

Before Jingling was seven years old, he lived on a fishing boat on the river in Yangzhou. Children of boatmen hardly wore shoes and socks all year round, and they all ran around on the boat barefoot.

As for paddling and diving, Zuo Junmo felt that he might not be able to compete with Jingling.

This child's body and bones are indeed good, which really makes him happy, but the child has suffered only a little bit.

Next to her, Wang Cuilian and Blacksmith Luo have already discussed that they will take some things to Zhou Sheng's house to visit Bingbing after breakfast.

No matter how you say it, Bingbing was kicked into the water by Luo Baobao after all.

Sending some things over for a visit would make me feel a little more comfortable, and it would also be a relief to Zhou Sheng. It would be unjustifiable to ignore him.

Zuo Junmo took out a piece of silver from his body and put it on the table, saying: "Uncle Luo, this is a little thought from me. Please give it to Brother Zhou Sheng for me, so that he can buy something delicious for Bingbing."

Make up for it.”

The ingot of silver that Zuo Junmo gave me casually weighed five or six taels.

With so much money, you can do a lot of things. Not to mention buying food for Bingbing, you don't have to worry about money for medical treatment and medicine.

Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also took a lot of good things from home and went to Zhou Sheng's house after breakfast.

When we came back, Luo Baobao and Jing Ling were playing in the yard. They both had balls in their hands and were training the teddy dog ​​to pick up the ball. The fun for children is so simple. They can do the same action over and over again.

, and still enjoy it.

"Grandpa, grandma, are you back? Have you seen Bingbing? Is he okay?" Luo Baobao asked Jingling to continue playing, while he trotted to Blacksmith Luo and the others.

Blacksmith Luo looked a little solemn and said: "The fever is really bad, and I keep coughing. It looks very serious."

"Ah?" The smile on Luo Baobao's face disappeared without a trace.

"It's all my fault. I made Bingbing sick and suffered." She lowered her head and whispered.

Wang Cuilian raised her hand and touched Baby Luo's head: "It's not entirely up to you. A slap can't make a difference, not to mention you're still a child!"

Luo Baobao forced out a wry smile, but still couldn't let himself go.

Wang Cuilian said again: "You and Jingling play first, your uncle and I have things to do. When you are hungry, just squeak and I will cook."

After Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian left, Baby Luo still stood there with his head hanging down, looking very unhappy.

Behind him, Jing Ling also stopped. He looked at Luo Baobao's depressed back, tilted his head, and a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

Luo Baobao felt someone touch his arm and turned around. It was Jing Ling.

Jingling was holding a branch in his hand. When he saw her looking over, he squatted down and wrote a few words on the soft ground under the tree.

Going to see Bingbing?

Baby Luo was a little excited, but also a little hesitant.

"Bingbing got sick because of me, so I don't dare to see him..." she murmured.

Jingling lowered his head and wrote a few more words, then looked up at her again.

Don't be afraid, I'll go with you!

"Will you go with me?" Luo Baobao asked Jingling, nibbling Chun, still hesitating.

Jingling frowned, girls are really troublesome, they are so annoying!

He stood up, threw away the twig in his hand, walked over, took Baby Luo's hand, turned around and walked towards the front yard...

Bingbing suffered from repeated fevers and coughs for three days, suffering from vomiting and diarrhea.

Just when Zhou Sheng and Ping'er were about to shed a layer of their skin from the torture, Bingbing's fever finally subsided.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past three days, Luo Baobao and Jingling would visit Bingbing every day. Even though Bingbing was so burned that he didn't even know they were coming, they still insisted on coming every day, standing at the door of the house and hanging out of the window.

Take a few glances from a distance and then leave.

At first, Zhou Sheng still had some resentment against Luo Baobao, but seeing how guilty and self-reproached the little girl was, Zhou Sheng's resentment had long since subsided, and he hoped that Bingbing would get well soon and play with these children soon.

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Two days later, Bingbing finally felt better, and it was already past the Lantern Festival. Luo Baobao and Jingling delayed their return to Huguang County to watch the Lantern Festival lanterns.

But Baby Luo was not sad at all, but was very happy.
Chapter completed!