The boy nodded uncontrollably.

"That's great!" Wen Junshi cheered and said seriously: "This is my exclusive name. Only I can call you a small bag, okay?"

The boy nodded again.

"packet."

"Shh." The short and thick little fingers made a silence on the lips. The boy turned his head and continued to watch TV attentively.

Although Wen Junshi didn't know why he liked two boys to fight together, she was obedient and quiet and watched with him.

An hour later, the kitchen aunt's meat bun was ready.

"Shishi, it's time to eat."

Because a boy doesn't remember what he is called, no one can call him by his name.

Wen Junshi stood up, thought for a while, and said to the kitchen aunt, "Auntie, let's call him a small bag from now on."

"Little bag?" The kitchen aunt was stunned and then laughed, "Did you get up? Is it because he likes to eat meat bags that are called small bags?"

Wen Junshi nodded embarrassedly and grabbed Xiaobao's hand, "He called Xiaobao."

"Okay, Shishi, Xiaobao, have dinner."

When the kitchen aunt turned around and prepared, Wen Junshi whispered to Xiaobao: "Lend this name to them first and call them, otherwise they can't call you. When you remember who you are, you will return this name to me, or can I call you alone, okay?"

Xiaobao had no objection, nodded.

Wen Junshi smiled relievedly, and the two of them held hands to go to the restaurant for dinner.

After dinner, Xiao Bao continued to watch the video of the fighting competition, and Wen Junshi was practicing calligraphy.

Although her family is a military family, her mother doesn't want her to be a soldier, so she wants her to practice piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and be a little lady.

In the evening, Wen Junshi's mother got off work and picked up her brother Wen Hanzhang back.

Wen Hanzhang is 7 and a half years old this year and is in the second grade of elementary school in the training area.

When Wen's mother came back, Wen Junshi immediately turned into a little princess who loved to act coquettishly, and was tempted by her mother's side.

Wen Hanzhang was doing his homework while Xiaobao followed him to watch.

"Can you understand?" Wen Hanzhang asked him.

Xiaobao nodded slightly.

Wen Hanzhang was surprised and pointed to the words above and asked Xiaobao, and Xiaobao answered them one by one.

He looked like he was only three or four years old, but he actually knew so many words.

Wen Hanzhang was surprised and told Wen's mother about this.

Wen’s mother gently hugged Xiaobao and said softly: “Xiaobao is so smart.”

Wen Junshi heard her mother call him the name she gave him, and immediately leaned over with a smile, "Mom, when will Dad be back? He said he wanted to find a family member for Xiaobao."

Last time, because the troops could not delay the emergency order, they took the bag back directly.

After returning, Wen Jingyu became busy, and even Ouyang was not seen, so Xiao Bao lived in their house.

"I guess I'll be back next week. Your dad has asked someone to check it out."

"Well, Xiao Bao's family must be in a hurry to find him." Although she was a little reluctant to leave Xiao Bao, she was even more reluctant to leave Xiao Bao and her family separated.

"Shishi doesn't have to worry. We will definitely find Xiaobao's family. Xiaobao will remember everything at that time."

"Yes." Wen Junshi nodded and grabbed Xiaobao's hand.

Xiao Bao looked at her, and his phoenix eyes were deep.

Wen’s mother thought that Xiaobao didn’t look like an ordinary child, she should have an extraordinary origin, but she felt that she felt.

...

Nie Qian didn't expect that when Zhou Changlong had any injuries on her face, he could not see the dean's mother, he would have been there several times for him.

I told the dean's mother that I couldn't go to the point where I had a cold or sick. When the dean's mother called to greet me, she was satisfied with Zhou Changlong's praise, which made her very embarrassed.

She couldn't go to the hospital, and she was idle, just cleaned and cooked at home every day, like a housewife.

Wang Ruoqing never came again, but Zhou Changxi had come twice and brought her a ointment that was very effective in treating the scars on her face.

It can be seen that Zhou Changxi likes herself very much. The little girl is simple and easy to get along with, which also makes her feel full of favor.

This kind of life is really like family life.

When thinking about this, Nie Qian was mopping the floor with a mop, and Zhou Changlong was wearing a home clothes and was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

He was watching a football match, and there were refreshments on the coffee table, and he was dedicated.

Nie Qian dragged it to his feet and whispered to him: "Release your foot."

Zhou Changlong looked at it seriously, almost without blinking, holding his breath and naturally did not pay attention.

Nie Qian waited for a while, and several people on TV grabbed a ball, but no one could get in and the stalemate could not be reached.

The ball changed from this person to another person's feet, and there was no intention of ending.

Without patience, she put her face in front of his face and "lift her foot."

"Tsk!" Zhou Changlong sneered coldly and pulled her arm.

"Ah!" Nie Qian exclaimed, and was pulled to his knees and hugged him.

It's like a pillow.

To prevent her from moving, his arms were tightly clasped.

His shallow breathing sound was in his ears, and Nie Qian's sweet lips twisted uneasyly.

"That, Zhou Changlong, you, let me go, I won't disturb you anymore."

Zhou Changlong seemed to have not heard it and ignored her at all.

There was no way, she had to stay there.

until……

"I'm in!" With a surprise, Zhou Changlong held her cheek and kissed her lips hard.

Nie Qian was stunned, and didn't know how it got off his leg in the end.

Her cheeks flushed, she covered her lips and looked at his handsome side face.

Heartbeat, loss of frequency.

It's over, it's over.

She seemed to like him more and more.

What should I do?

...

The next day, the hospital.

"Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian."

"Hmm? What? Dean's Mom?"

The dean's mother smiled and touched her cheek, "Are you tired? Or is there something wrong? I see you are absent-minded."

"Ah? No, nothing is wrong."

Nie Qian said, asking, "Director's Mom, do you eat fruits? Apples? Bananas."

"No." Holding her finger, the dean's mother asked, "Xiaoqian, you and Chang Long, are you pretty good?"

"We, we're pretty good."

"That's good." The dean's mother breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, the doctor told me today that I will be discharged from the hospital next month."

"Really?" Nie Qian widened her eyes, "Really? Dean's mother."

"Well, really, I forgot to tell you just now."

"That's great!" Nie Qian's eyes were red when hugged the dean's mother, and she kept muttering that it was great.

"bell."

At this moment, her cell phone ringing.

I looked at the caller and it was Zhou Changlong.

She wiped her eyes and said softly, "Director's Mom, I'll answer the phone."

"Yeah, go."

She quickly walked out of the ward with her cell phone, and she pressed to answer.

"Hello?"

Over there, a male voice rang.
To be continued...