Elder brother is BOSS[Quick Transmigration]

The lunch was very sumptuous. The eldest son had not returned for a long time, and the younger son was lost and found again. It was not easy for the family to reunite. Sheng Siyi prepared for this meal for a long time.

Su Shao didn't want to go to the temple. As a mother, Sheng Siyi knew her son best. She felt that Su Shao must know something, but it was hard to say it.Unspeakable words are nothing more than farewell, Sheng Siyi knows in her heart that she only wants to treat Su Shao well while he is still alive.

After the meal was ready, Sheng Siyi was about to call Su Shao over, when she suddenly remembered that she was still not sure if the child could eat, and hesitated for a while.

Wen Heng was dealing with work in the study, and as soon as he came out, he saw Sheng Siyi's tangled and sad expression, he glanced at the food on the table, and came to his mother with a smile, "Mom, Yuan Yuan was picked up by me from the coffee shop in the first place. He was dragged out of the living room, where he was eating cake."

Sheng Siyi breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "This kid is really, he's not in good health..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she quietly raised her eyes with her hands, wiped away her tears, and Sheng Siyi said, "Didn't you eat Yuan Yuan that day? Do you want to buy one for him?"

"Okay. Mom, please ask Yuan Yuan to come over. I will order directly online and save it for dinner." Wen Heng said.

After a while, Su Shao and Sheng Siyi came out. Since his illness worsened, he hasn't eaten with everyone at the table for a long time.

Su Shao happily picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large piece of meat while the parents were not paying attention.

Heart disease is terrible. If it is serious, there will be a series of complications, and there are many dietary taboos.After so many years, if you are not a monk, who can bear it?

Wen Heng glanced at him lightly.

Su Shao glared at him, "You can't control me anymore! I can eat these things now!"

Wen Heng felt it was funny in his heart, and said calmly, "Well, I know. I thought you wouldn't get used to it."

"I'll never get used to it! Less salt, less sugar, not even a little oily smell, do you know why I'm so thin? It's all because of your abuse!"

"Arguing with your brother again?" Sheng Siyi came out of the kitchen carrying the soup, and scooped up a small bowl for Su Shao, "The oil you want is fishy."

She smiled and watched her youngest son restrain his paws obediently, took a few sips of hot water, raised his head and smiled to himself, "It's delicious. Mom, you are amazing."

Sheng Siyi filled another bowl for Wen Heng and herself.

After Wen Heng thanked him, he took it, his fingers touched the hot bowl wall and couldn't help shrinking back.He didn't move much, picked up a few chopsticks for Su Shao, and kicked him under the table.

"What are you doing?" Su Shao said fiercely.

"Eat vegetables." Wen Heng replied calmly, winked at him, and made a mouthful, "Hot."

Su Shao was stunned for a moment, and snorted unconvinced, "I want to eat meat, brother, you can pinch the meat for me, I want fat."

Puppets have no sense of taste and cannot feel temperature.

He didn't want Sheng Siyi to know, leaving regrets for nothing.

The family is used to light dishes, and Sheng Siyi didn't cook many meat dishes. Wen Heng looked around the table, and finally picked out a small piece of fat and thin pork belly from the dishes, "Here, let's eat."

"It's disgusting." Su Shao complained, but still ate the meat.

The atmosphere of the family getting along was just right when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Sheng Siyi thought that Wen Heng's ordered takeaway had arrived, but when she glanced at her eldest son, she saw him shaking his head.

"I'll go and open the door." Wen Heng said.

He stood up, walked to the door, opened the door and saw that Yan Dongxin's cheeks were red and her eyes were a little confused.

"Is there something wrong?" Wen Heng didn't know Yan Dongxin very well, and he didn't think Yan Dongxin knew Sheng Siyi very well.

Su Shao is dead, and the little thing is still complaining about him, presumably he doesn't want to see him.

Yan Dongxin didn't seem to have heard what Wen Heng said, so she tried her best to identify the person in front of her, and the corner of her mouth curled up in a cute curve, "Brother Heng, you're back."

"Yeah. Come in and talk about something." Wen Heng said.

Yan Dongxin took a slow step, but unexpectedly her body shook and she passed out.

Wen Heng didn't think about going to pick him up, only after Yan Dongxin was lying on the ground, Wen Heng came over.

Sheng Siyi heard the movement and asked towards the door, "Who is it? Did someone fall down?"

"Yan Dongxin is here." Wen Heng said, "He has a serious fever."

When Sheng Siyi heard Yan Dongxin's name, she also went over to have a look, and asked Wen Heng to help him lie down on the sofa, and went to prepare hot water and cold medicine, "Test the temperature first, and if it doesn't work, send him to the hospital. Yesterday It's fine, why did you suddenly get sick?..."

Su Shao hated to see his mother and brother around this person the most. He held the chopsticks tightly, his eye circles slowly turned red, and then disappeared on the seat out of thin air, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.

In fact, Yan Dongxin's illness is not that serious. The dream he had yesterday gave him a big jump. When he woke up in the morning, he found that he had wet the bed again. He felt ashamed and indignant.

He was angry and scared.But he won't give up plundering Su Shao's things just because of a dream.

Yan Dongxin came to accompany Sheng Siyi as usual as planned, and she could be pushed to other places when she was sick. A soft child in illness can inspire a mother's love the most, let alone a mother who just lost her child?

Drinking half a glass of water with Wen Heng's hand, Yan Dongxin blinked and seemed to be a little more awake.

"Auntie... I seem to have dreamed about Yuan Yuan. He told me that he was leaving, and I couldn't bear it..." Tears left behind, adding a little weakness for no reason, "Yuan Yuan is my best friend, we know each other After so many years, he spent the most sad time with me...I have no brothers and sisters, he is like my own brother...Why is it like this..."

Yesterday's Yan Dongxin was calm and gentle, suppressing all the grief in her heart.Sickness makes a person vulnerable, and he can't contain his feelings, he just wants to cry them out.

Everything is in the past.

Even Wen Heng felt that Yan Dongxin and Su Shao had a really good relationship.

Sheng Siyi patted his head like a mother, "Okay, okay, don't be sad. Yuanyuan will be fine, don't think too much when you are sick, the most important thing is to rest well."

She didn't tell Su Shao's situation, but just glanced at Wen Heng, and asked, "Would you like to let Dong Xin sleep in your room for a while? His parents are not around, and he is the only one at home. I really don't feel at ease with such a severe fever."

Wen Heng thought about Su Shao's hairy appearance, "Okay. Yan Dongxin, let me help you go there."

"Thank you Brother Heng." Yan Dongxin said.

He thinks that Su Shao is really annoying, he is the most loved person in the family, and he has such a delicate disease, everyone's eyes are on him.The young master didn't understand anything, and he was pampered for nothing, showing off his might all day long.

Yan Dongxin felt that fate was unfair, he was a thousand times better than Su Shao, why did he have to suffer all this?

In front of the Wen family, the more domineering Su Shao is, the more innocent and kind he is.Now that the people of Su Shao are gone, Yan Dongxin has the confidence to seize the opportunity and take all of Su Shao's things for himself.

He thought he could sleep in Su Shao's room, but he didn't expect Sheng Siyi to care so much about his youngest son that he didn't let him live there.

But it doesn't matter, the dead will only be gradually forgotten.

Yan Dongxin raised the corners of her mouth and fell asleep contentedly.

Sheng Siyi and Wen Heng returned to the dining room, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't had time to ask Yan Dongxin if she had eaten, and was about to ask Wen Heng to bring some to him, but she saw her youngest son disappeared again.

"Yuan Yuan?" Sheng Siyi shouted, feeling her whole body was stiff and cold. This was the feeling of loss, which was no less than when Su Shao just passed away.

Wen Heng came over to Su Shao's seat, picked up the chopsticks and put them back on the table, "Mom, don't worry, Yuan Yuan must still be there."

"Hmm." How could Sheng Siyi not know?She just couldn't accept it for a while, and her son really turned into a ghost.

Wen Heng said, "Mom, there's something I want to tell you. Yuan Yuan doesn't seem to like Yan Dongxin very much. Has the two had any conflicts?"