The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

It was getting late, and several people said goodbye and went home.

Su Qinghe wanted to keep them at home for dinner, but with the weather now, and especially with the big car accident that happened some time ago, their family was worried that they would go back too late.

Speaking of the car accident, Song Zhijun and the others felt lucky. When they learned that Qinghe was also sick and hospitalized that day, they were shocked and thought she had also been in a car accident. After all, it was the same day and it was hard not to think of them.

Before leaving, Su Qinghe gave them belated New Year gifts.

"You're not feeling well yet, go back quickly."

She originally wanted to send them out, but before she could walk out the door, they pushed her back and told her to take good care of herself.

Su Qinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing the serious expressions on their faces, she had to stand at the door and watch them go out.

It wasn't until they couldn't be seen that they turned around and went back to the room.

But this was not a return to the room. She was afraid that she would be in the same situation as last time, so she decided to open the gifts.

Before opening the gifts, Su Qinghe read everyone's greeting cards. Although the general meaning was similar, everyone wrote in their own style.

Opening gifts is a laborious job. Su Qinghe sat in the middle of a pile of gifts and looked at them carefully one by one.

Among them, jewelry is the most common, especially hair accessories and bracelets, because Su Qinghe liked to wear earrings for a while, and Su Qinghe also found several pairs of earrings with special styles.

Girls have the least resistance to shiny things. Su Qinghe fiddled with the lights for a long time, even thinking about which clothes would look good with her.

Opening it at the back, Su Qinghe discovered that there was a gift for Jiujiu.

But what surprised her the most was a painting He Anyian gave her. It was from a painter she had never heard of, but this painting directly poked her liking.

That night she had someone frame it and hang it in her studio.

While recuperating at home, Su Qinghe always felt that time passed very slowly, but on the day when her brothers were leaving, Su Qinghe felt that time passed too fast.

She wanted to take them to the airport, but her brothers refused to allow her to go out.

"Stay at home and call us if you miss us." Su Qingzhao rubbed her hair comfortingly.

"Eat more food. A gust of wind will blow away this thin body."

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital."

"Tell second brother what you want."

When Su Qinghe heard what he said, she looked up at him with red eyes, "Aren't you going to buy it for me?"

"Tsk, the little girl is quite vindictive." Su Qing pinched her face angrily.

"Stop crying. If you cry any more, you'll be ugly." This sick little girl loves to cry more than before. She is just a little crybaby.

"You are the ugly one," Su Qinghe choked and slapped him. She felt it was not enough, "Your whole family is ugly."

As soon as she finished speaking, the others laughed out loud. The originally sad atmosphere was much improved by her doing so.

Su Qinghe also realized what stupid thing she said, and she was so embarrassed and angry that she wanted to cry even more.

"You bully people."

Seeing that she was about to make her cry, Su Qingyue quickly leaned over to coax her, apologizing and promising to buy her a gift.

Su Qinghe was still unhappy and didn't want to pay attention to him. She ran to her brother and held his hand so as not to look at him.

"Stop crying. We'll be back when you have a holiday."

"Liar." Su Qinghe is not a fool. There is no Spring Festival in foreign schools. They always come back two or three days before the New Year.

Su Qingheng was helpless. When the child grew up, it was difficult to coax her. No, it should be said that their sister had been difficult to coax since she was a child.

"Then you can come and play with your brother after your vacation."

Su Qinghe was silent. Their school vacation was much earlier than other schools, and the winter vacation passed as quickly as the summer vacation.

Seeing her silence, Su Qingheng took it as her acquiescence, "I'll pick you up when the time comes."

"No," Su Qinghe wasn't really ignorant. It was the busiest time for her brother and the others at that time, "I'll fly by myself."

Su Qingheng didn't say anything, she just said that she would book a flight for her when the time comes.

After finally coaxing everyone, the brothers said goodbye to their families and took the car to the airport.

They didn't ask their families to give them to them, and their families didn't force them. They were all young men, and it wasn't like girls who needed their families to worry so much.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first and then go back to catch up on your sleep?" Wang Xiujuan held her daughter's hand and walked in with her family.

The flight for several children was in the early morning, and everyone woke up in the middle of the night, still wearing pajamas.

Su Qinghe had just cried and spent a lot of energy, but she did not refuse her mother's words.

"Mom and dad, do you want to eat something before going to bed?"

The old man felt light-headed and couldn't fall asleep after all this trouble. It wasn't very early, so he might as well get up.

At around four o'clock in the morning, the Su family all sat at the dining table to have breakfast.

After eating, those who remembered simply got up without bothering, while those who still wanted to sleep went back to sleep.

Su Qinghe originally thought she couldn't sleep, but as soon as it touched the bed, her eyelids closed involuntarily.

Wang Xiujuan was worried about her daughter and accompanied her back to the bedroom. She was relieved when she saw her daughter fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

She didn't leave immediately when someone fell asleep. When she was hospitalized a while ago, her daughter had nightmares every night, and it was inconvenient to keep an eye on her when she came back.

She was afraid that her daughter would have another nightmare, so she stayed with her for almost half an hour before getting up and leaving, closing the door quietly.