Since the death of his father, his mother's spirit has become worse and worse, and Lin Qingyu has not heard his mother call himself like this for a long time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Silly girl, did you encounter something unhappy? Bullied at work? Mother Lin caressed her daughter's cheek.

"No, Mom." Lin Qingyu's voice was thick nasal.

"Don't coax Mom, know the daughter Mo Ruomu. You kid, you look smart and strong, practical, stupid, you don't know how to speak when you are bullied. And the mind is heavy, every time I feel uncomfortable, every time I sulk, I will always get seriously ill. Lin Mu said.

Lin Qingyu's eyes turned even redder, and tears flashed in them.

"If only your dad were here, he would protect you from being bullied by his precious daughter, and whoever hurt his daughter, he would not hesitate to fight back. Yuanxi is such a good-tempered person, only in the matter of Niu Niu, it will become a cannon battle that explodes at one point, and it is quite unreasonable. Speaking of her husband, Mother Lin's eyes showed a gentle look, as if that person had never left, and at this moment, he was standing in front of her.

Lin Qingyu's eyes also showed his father's appearance. As his mother said, he was always so gentle and kind, and he did not fight for fame and fortune with others, and he most often said a vernacular that was passed down from his grandfather, which was, "Shrink your hand when you want to hit someone, and stretch out your hand when you can help someone."

However, whenever his daughter was treated even the slightest bit of harm or injustice, Lin Yuanxi would immediately throw aside all his philosophies of life and immediately transform into a Roman warrior, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, blocking her in front of her, building a safe barrier for her, and at the same time launching the most violent attacks on those who dared to hurt his daughter.

"Mom, I miss my dad, but I can think about it......" Tears finally slipped down the pillow along the corners of Lin Qingyu's eyes.

Mother Lin also cried, she was in tears, leaned down, and hugged her daughter tightly.

Looking at the mother and daughter who were snuggled together, choking and crying, somehow, Aunt Zhang's nose was sour, and her eyes were red.

When I looked at the thermometer, I had a high fever of 39 degrees and 8 degrees, and a high fever of nearly 40 degrees, which was very unbearable and very dangerous for an adult.

Mother Lin changed her daughter's clothes, instructed Aunt Zhang to bring a thin quilt, fill a thermos cup with warm boiled water, and take her daughter to the hospital for treatment.

Along the way, Lin Qingyu felt as if she had stepped on a floating cloud, and her footing was soft, and Mother Lin had been supporting her daughter, using most of her body to support her daughter forward.

Registration, consultation, medicine, and nurse ...... The whole process was arranged in an orderly manner and without panic.

Sure enough, he was left by the doctor to get a hanging needle, and the quilt and thermos cup also came in handy.

Aunt Zhang felt that the eldest sister of the Lin family had clear thinking and neat hands and feet, and if she didn't get sick often, she could take care of her and her daughter's lives in an orderly manner without being a nanny.

After the hanging injection, Lin Qingyu's fever subsided, but the whole person was still very weak.

When she got home, Lin's mother helped her daughter rest in bed.

Lin Qingyu suddenly hugged her mother's neck and rubbed on it: "Mom, you have worked hard." ”

"Silly girl, in the past few years of my mother's illness, you have really worked hard." Mother Lin patted her daughter on her daughter's back lovingly as she spoke.

A warm liquid rose up in Lin Qingyu's eyes.