The next day Qiu Yuning got up very early. Now that the weather is getting colder and colder, white mist can be seen when he breathes. He shivered, found a sweater from the closet, put it on, and put on another one. The thicker jacket feels much warmer.

He stroked his stomach covered by the sweater, and suddenly remembered He Zhiyuan, he didn't seem to be wearing much, he wondered if it would be cold.

Do you want to ask next time?

Qiu Yuning pursed her lips, then shook her head and denied the idea. Although he seemed to be getting better with He Zhiyuan, it didn't mean that he could care about him at will. They were not even friends, let alone his ideal brotherhood.

Qiu Yuning took a breath of the cold air, felt his lungs cool down, and his mind became clearer.

When he went downstairs, Zhou Mingmei had just made breakfast. When she saw him, she couldn't hide her surprise, "Why did you get up so early again?"

Qiu Yuning said: "I woke up and couldn't sleep, so I got up."

"Does your head still hurt?" Zhou Mingmei asked routinely.

Qiu Yuning shook his head, "It doesn't hurt." He replied as usual.

In fact, such a big hole and stitches still hurt to some extent, but it was within the range that Qiu Xuning could bear, so I didn't want to worry Zhou Mingmei anymore.

Zhou Mingmei served him a bowl of porridge and urged him to wash up. Seeing Qiu Yuning bought a new toothbrush, she asked casually, "Didn't you just change your toothbrush? Why did you buy a new toothbrush?"

Qiu Yuning was slightly nervous, "That toothbrush is a bit hard, I don't like it."

Zhou Mingmei looked at him, and after a while, she said, "That's it, then change it, don't throw away the old toothbrush, use it to brush the cups."

"Yeah." Qiu Yuning didn't dare to look at her, turned around and went into the bathroom.

After washing up and coming out of the bathroom, Zhou Mingmei had gone back to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

Qiu Yuning breathed a sigh of relief and sat down at the dining table to have breakfast.

The Qiu family’s breakfast is actually quite simple, just porridge to go with the food. Sometimes Zhou Mingmei will fry a plate of fried tofu with chili, sometimes a plate of fried long beans, and sometimes fried chili. Anyway, it is more refreshing, unexpectedly It suits Qiu Xuning's appetite.

Holding the side of the bowl, Qiu Yuning sipped the porridge, and when he saw He Zhiyuan coming down, his eyes lit up slightly.

"He Zhiyuan." Qiu Yuning waved to him slightly, with a smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, showing a bit shy and restrained.

When He Zhiyuan saw him, he didn't react, lowered his eyes slightly, and went straight into the bathroom.

Seeing his indifferent look, Qiu Yuning was not disappointed. He glanced at the watch in his hand. It was only [-]:[-], morning reading class was only at [-]:[-]. He still had a lot of time, but He Zhiyuan was a high school student , time may be tighter.

After He Zhiyuan washed up, he filled a bowl of porridge and sat opposite Qiu Yuning.

Zhou Mingmei would look for opportunities to skip his dinner, but she couldn't help it for breakfast, because she went back to catch up on sleep after cooking, and had no chance to punish He Zhiyuan.

Naturally, He Zhiyuan eats whatever he can. He doesn't seem to take Zhou Mingmei's difficulties seriously, nor is he afraid of her scolding. Sometimes he is unbelievably calm, as if he has really integrated into this family. He knew that in places where no one saw, the eyes he cast on them were so dark, like an abyss with no bottom to be seen.

Zhou Mingmei and the others never knew his temper, but Qiu Yuning got a glimpse of his real side from the dreamlike original novel, and also knew how paranoid and cruel he was.

It's just that the image in the book matched the reality, and Qiu Yuning confused the two images of He Zhiyuan to some extent. Even because he got a little closer last night, he began to slowly downplay the negative feelings he had about He Zhiyuan in the book before, and became To get close to him.

Qiu Yuning wanted to say something to him, but he didn't seem to have anything to say, so he took a peek at He Zhiyuan, quickly lowered his eyes, poked the rice porridge lightly with the tip of his chopsticks, suddenly remembered something, and raised his eyes again , his eyes flickered slightly, and with a little expectation, he whispered: "Let's go to school together later, okay?"

He Zhiyuan glanced at him, took a sip of porridge steadily, and did not answer Qiu Yuning.

Qiu Yuning was swept away by his eyes, and realized that He Zhiyuan didn't seem to want to talk to him, so he pursed his lips slightly, and suddenly lost his appetite, he lowered his head, looked at the hole poked out in the bowl of rice porridge in front of him, his tone Much weaker, "Did you go back on your word?"

He Zhiyuan said coldly: "What did I promise you?"

Qiu Yuning was taken aback, and said blankly: "Didn't you promise me that you would get along well?"

He Zhiyuan glanced at him, and his tone was slow and low with the characteristics of the master, "How to get along, only I say it, understand?"

Qiu Yuning looked at him in confusion, "What do you mean?"

He Zhiyuan said, "I don't want to go out with you."

Qiu Yuning's small face turned pale all of a sudden, then turned red again, it was red from embarrassment, he murmured, wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it.

He Zhiyuan ate very quickly, much faster than Qiu Yuning. He finished the bowl of porridge without looking at Qiu Yuning, got up and picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Qiu Yuning watched his back disappearing at the door, feeling depressed, he thought the two of them got a little closer.

But he soon cheered up, finished the porridge as soon as possible, picked up his schoolbag, and followed him out.

He Zhiyuan walked so fast that Qiu Yuning could not see He Zhiyuan's shadow. He kicked away a small stone at his feet, let out a breath, and walked towards the school with his head slightly lowered.

A few days later, Zhou Mingmei took Qiu Yuning to the hospital to have the stitches removed.

Perhaps it was because of the good food that Qiu Yuning's hair had been shaved, and stubble had grown, but that didn't prevent the doctor from removing the stitches for him.

After removing the thread, Zhou Mingmei held his head and looked at it for a while before saying, "Ningning."

Qiu Yuning raised his head and looked at Zhou Mingmei with obvious questioning in his eyes.

Zhou Mingmei looked at him and smiled slowly, "Let's go to another place to see."

Qiu Yuning felt that her smile was a bit strange, but he didn't think too much about it, and obediently followed behind, only to find that she took him to the bus station.

Qiu Yuning was a little apprehensive, couldn't help herself, and asked Zhou Mingmei. Zhou Mingmei looked at him and said softly, "I'll take you back to see grandma."

Qiu Yuning had no doubts.

After an hour of exhaustion, the two arrived in a village. Zhou Mingmei took him to a remote place. Qiu Yuning couldn't help but ask, "Grandma's house isn't here, where are we going?"

Zhou Mingmei's expression became serious at this moment, and she said to Qiu Yuning, "You will find out when you wait."

Qiu Yuning was a little surprised, couldn't help but look at Zhou Mingmei a few more times, and then looked away before she noticed that she was looking at him.

Zhou Mingmei seemed to have never talked to him like this before.

Zhou Mingmei took him to a farmer's house. Although Qiu Yuning was in a daze, she knew what happened afterwards.

Qiu Shunming thought he was stupid and took him to see a doctor. Zhou Mingmei thought he had messed with something dirty and took him to the so-called sorceress to "exorcise evil spirits".

After all, Qiu Yuning's changes were too great, and how could he hide it from Qiu Shunming and his wife, who loved their son since childhood, so these two people showed their own abilities and led him to toss around.

Qiu Yuning knew that it was his fault that he occupied "Qiu Yuning"'s body, so he let Zhou Mingmei toss without complaint, even the bowl of dark "fushui" she handed over did not need Zhou Mingmei to coax and squeeze it. The nose drank it all in one go.

It's just that it's unpalatable. After he finished drinking, his delicate brows frowned.

After returning home, perhaps due to the exhaustion of the journey, and drinking a bowl of "Fu Shui" with unknown ingredients, Qiu Yuning immediately fell ill.

Because of the violent reaction, he was sent to the hospital.

Qiu Yuning did not expect that he would enter the hospital not long after leaving the hospital.

At night, the hospital was quite crowded, so Zhou Mingmei took Qiu Yuning to register for an infusion.

As soon as Qiu Yuning got home, he started to have a stomachache and a high fever. When he arrived at the hospital, the nurse took his temperature and said in surprise: "It's already 39 degrees. If the fever is higher, the brain will burn out. If the child doesn't pay attention, Why are you parents so sloppy?"

The nurse saw that Qiu Yuning was pretty and handsome, but now her little face was pale, which was pitiful, and she said a few words, but after seeing Zhou Mingmei's face clearly, she silently restrained her talkative words Mouth.

Zhou Mingmei's face looked rather preoccupied, so it's better to say a few words less in front of such parents.

But Zhou Mingmei didn't have the time to care about what the nurse said at the moment, she pressed her lips tightly, her whole face was stiff, she didn't say a word, she occasionally looked at Qiu Yuning with regret in her eyes.

Qiu Yuning didn't dare to speak, no matter how painful her stomach was, she could bear it, but the pain was unbearable, the last trace of blood on her face disappeared, and her originally ruddy lips turned a faint purple.

"High fever, plus enteritis, hang glucose saline, if you have a stomachache, you can go to the toilet first." The nurse said to him gently.

Qiu Yuning shook his head, his stomach was clean, there was nothing left, and now it was just pure pain.

When the nurse gave him the needle, Qiu Yuning shrank his fingers in pain, and the nurse pressed his hand, "Don't move, the blood will return."

Qiu Yuning resisted not moving, the needle went in smoothly and was held by the nurse with gentle movements, Qiu Yuning whispered to her, "Thank you."

The nurse smiled at him, "You're welcome."

It seemed that he still wanted to touch his head, but his mother was too embarrassed to do it here. She looked at the child and smiled, then turned and went to work on other patients.

"Ning Ning." Zhou Mingmei called Qiu Yuning.

"Huh?" Qiu Yuning followed the sound and looked up at her, then quickly looked away, pretending to be looking at the hanging bottle.

Zhou Mingmei said: "Are you blaming your mother? Your mother caused your stomachache and brought you to the hospital."

Qiu Yuning shook her head, glanced at her face with an expression of regret and regret, and lowered her voice a lot, "I don't blame you, it's because I'm not in good health, and I get stomach upset after eating anything."

Obviously "Qiu Xuning" was fine after eating so much junk food, but when it was his turn, he fell ill after drinking a bowl of water soaked in paper ashes, which was very similar to his original delicate physique.

Zhou Mingmei didn't speak.

Both she and Qiu Shunming have bad tempers, and the children have bad tempers, especially the youngest son, who is impatient to talk to him a few more times, yelling at them, a door of the room is about to be smashed by him, life Habits are also bad, but he is good everywhere in her eyes, and she feels relieved to be yelled at by him, and feels that with his temper, she will not be bullied outside.

But ever since his head was broken by that loser, his temperament has completely changed. Zhou Mingmei thinks he should have changed for the better, but she doesn't know if she likes his change. He is too timid and timid. , Zhou Mingmei must be bored to death, but this is her youngest son. She gave birth to him and had a difficult delivery for two days. He was almost the youngest son in exchange for her life.

Although Zhou Mingmei took him to see the witch, she didn't believe in gods and ghosts at all. Now the youngest son is looking at her timidly with a pale face, cute and sensible, almost breaking her motherly heart .

Anxiety and regret almost overwhelmed her.

In fact, who wouldn't like a well-behaved and sensible son?

Under Zhou Mingmei's entanglement and struggle, she became ruthless and decided not to think about the changes in her youngest son. Anyway, this is her son. She had a dystocia for two days, and she sacrificed her life for the baby Yao'er.

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