The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 214 What to do if my brother is so nice (3)

The girl who wiped her face was extremely good-looking.

The eyelashes are curled up, and her face is fair and cute. The only downside is that she is too thin and her skin is too pale, as if she is malnourished or has been abused for a long time.

Shiyou held the medicine hesitantly, refused to put it in his mouth, and asked Chu Xingchen, "Is this medicine bitter?"

Chu Xingchen had no experience in raising children, so he thought she was afraid of taking medicine and didn't want to waste the hard-earned medicine.

He pinched Shiyou's small mouth directly and poured the medicine into it.

"Cough cough cough..." Shiyou choked and spat out a few mouthfuls of water.

The boy's watery and shimmering eyes glanced at her with incomparable disgust.

Shiyou glared at him angrily.

Is there someone who takes care of people like him? !

Can we still get along well!

"It's so bitter." Shi You wrinkled his entire face together.

Chu Xingchen: "Good medicine tastes bitter."

"Drink a few more sips of water and it won't be bitter."

Shiyou drank a few sips of water before feeling less bitter.

The light gradually became brighter, and Shi You saw that Chu Xingchen's small face was slightly bruised.

"Brother, have you been beaten?"

"No...no." Chu Xingchen tilted his head, "I just kowtowed accidentally."

"Can this be knocked out? You are lying to a ghost."

When the light turned on, the bruise on Chu Xingchen's face became more obvious.

Chu Xingchen said vaguely, "Just leave it alone."

"I'll blow it for you, it won't hurt anymore."

Shiyou used the child's usual coaxing method.

"Huhu, Pain Feifei." Shi You leaned over and exhaled softly for him.

The girl's eyelashes were drooping, and the eyelashes were extraordinarily slender, and he felt his heart soften inexplicably.

"elder brother."

"What are you doing?"

Chu Xingchen came back to his senses and was startled, he was stunned looking at her.

Shiyou touched her stomach: "I'm hungry."

"Hold it."

"elder brother."

"What are you going to do again?"

Chu Xingchen became even more upset.

"I'm hungry."

"I'm not telling you to endure—"

Shiyou: "..." Woohoo, so fierce.

Chu Xingchen turned his head and saw Shiyou's two dark eyes staring at him, pouting pitifully, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

He suddenly thought that when he was starving, it didn't feel good to be hungry, and the dog sister should also feel bad, and she was still sick.

Chu Xingchen became more irritable, no matter what, he shouldn't vent his troubles on Goumei.

"Brother." Shiyou called again.

"Um."

"Are you hungry?"

Chu Xingchen didn't let her endure it this time, and helped her up: "I'm hungry, let's go, I'll take you to the kitchen to find something to eat."

The child has a good recovery ability. After drinking the water and taking the medicine, the pomelo can already get out of bed, and there are food temptations ahead.

Shiyou got off the bed and followed behind him.

The boy was wearing a pair of old cloth shoes with frayed edges.

It seems that Ye Shiyou picked it up for him in the trash can before.

When I picked it up, there were still seven or eight layers of new ones.

But no matter how new things are, there will be times of decline.

Now the toe is almost broken.

Alas, they are so pitiful...

Shiyou sighed again.

Chu Xingchen walked into the kitchen, came to the stove, and lifted the lid of the pot. In Nuoda’s big iron pot, there was only a little bit of noodle soup left in the bottom of the pot. There were four sticks mixed in the noodle soup, oh, no, it was three sticks. Noodles, a long thin vegetable.

Chu Xingchen looked down at Shiyou.

Shiyou couldn't wait to hold the stove with her two little hands, and put her two little feet in slippers up, raised her little face to look into the iron pot, but she was too short to see anything.

Very poor, the kind who have to pick up trash