Jing Xiaocha was afraid that Wen Jin's food would get cold, so he ate very fast.

Every time Wen Jin's spoon was fed to her mouth, she opened her mouth to eat it impatiently. Seeing her eating half a bowl like this, Wen Jin couldn't help but speak, "Don't be anxious, eat slowly, I won't snatch it with you."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha swallowed the porridge in his mouth and laughed, "I'm really afraid that you will snatch it with me later."

"How many more has your script changed?"

Wen Jin smiled docilely, looking for topics to talk to her to distract her from the spot.

Jing Xiaocha shook her head and mentioned the script and novel. She felt depressed. The smile on her face disappeared, and her mouth pursed slightly. "There are still several episodes. I originally planned to finish writing these days, but my arm is not good."

"You should cherish your arms. It would be better to be unable to work for a while than tossing it out of your way."

Wen Jin laughed and joked.

Jing Xiaocha curled his lips, "Not that serious? Brother Wen, my arm is just a pinned by iron, so it won't be ruined."

Wen Jinfeng frowned and said seriously, "How is it impossible? The iron nails are rusted and pierced into your artery vessels. It took so long to delay the disease. Even the bacterial infection may be lost, not to mention one of your arms."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha pursed his lips and blinked innocently.

Wen Jin looked at her appearance and thought of the scene when she fainted that afternoon, her heart softened and she sighed softly, "If your arm is an hour later, it will be possible to amputate it. If you don't believe it, you can ask Akai, or the doctor you performed the surgery on."

"Brother Wen, I heard that you almost donated blood to me that day?"

Jing Xiaocha asked hesitantly, looking at Wen Jin with his eyes fixedly.

Wen Jin was slightly stunned.

His dark eyes flashed, and he fed a spoonful of porridge to her mouth, and asked without answering, "What did Ranran tell you?"

After Ranran talked to him in the morning, Wen Jin felt that it was because Ranran who knew that he liked Xiaocha and said his goodness in front of Xiaocha.

"It's not what Sister Wen said, it's Brother Gu."

Jing Xiaocha said softly, thinking of Gu Kai's words, she lowered her eyes gently.

Wen Jin showed a sudden look, "So it was Akai who told you."

"Brother Wen, you are so nice to me."

"Don't you want me to be nice to you?" Wen Jin put the spoon back into the bowl and stared at her with a slightly deeper look.

Jing Xiaocha choked when asked and blinked blankly.

Of course she hopes that Brother Wen will be nice to her, and even hopes that Brother Wen will be nice to her only and not to other girls.

But Jing Xiaocha knew very well that this was impossible.

Brother Wen is a person with a girlfriend. When he gets married, he will be even more unlikely to care about her anymore.

Thinking of this, Jing Xiaocha felt a little sadness in his heart, and a faint layer of sadness was unconsciously stained with between his eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Jin, whose eyes were tightened, took her emotional changes in her eyes, and her heart tightened slightly, and said gently, "Don't be sad, I will always be nice to you."

"Brother Wen, you don't have to be so kind to me. You should be kind to Sister Ou. He will become your wife in the future."

As long as Wen Jin said, Jing Xiaocha felt it was enough.

She doesn't need him to be nice to her forever, as long as he lives a happy life, she will feel happy.

"Some things, I'll tell you later in a few days. Don't think about it now, and don't worry about my affairs all day long."

Wen Jin was silent for a few seconds and started feeding Jing Xiaocha again.

"Brother Wen, I'm full, you eat it." After Jing Xiaocha took this bite, he shook his head and didn't want to eat it again.

Wen Jin frowned slightly, "You will be full after eating this little bit? Do you don't like eating this porridge?"

"No, I'm really full. I've been in the hospital bed all day, not as fast as I usually digest."

Wen Jin thought about it and thought it made sense.

I remember when he was in the hospital bed, he ate less.

So he smiled, "Then let's not eat it for now, when will you eat it when you are hungry at night?"

**

Mohist school.

At the dinner table, Zhang Minghui asked Wen Ran, "Aunt Wen, can I still see my aunt tomorrow?"

"Of course, but it can't delay learning." Wen Ran smiled gently.

"Mom, you just told my dad that my second uncle is taking care of Aunt Xiaocha. Has my second uncle broken up with Aunt Ou?"

Before dinner, when Wen Ran talked to Mo Xiuchen, who had just returned from get off work, he was accidentally heard by Zi Yi.

As soon as he said this, Zhang Minghui, who was sitting next to him, immediately looked at Wen Ran with his eyes shiny.

Qingqing, who was sitting on the other side of Zi Yi, blinked her clear big eyes and put the eggs she had worked hard into Zi Yi's bowl. Her voice sounded tender and soft in his ears, "Brother, eat, egg."

"If you eat egg white, I will eat egg yolks."

Zi Yi's attention was immediately attracted by Qingqing. She took the peeled egg from her hand and praised her without hesitation. "Qingqing is so smart. My brother has only taught you once, and you actually peeled the egg."

Qingqing, who was praised, immediately smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, and she was so proud, "Qingqing is amazing."

"Well, Qingqing is amazing, this is a reward for Qingqing." Ziyi broke the egg white a little and fed it into Qingqing's mouth. Qingqing was used to feeding him like this. She opened her mouth and bit her, and her eyes were only left with a crack.

Seeing that Zhang Minghui was still looking at him, Wen Ran couldn't help but smile, "Xiaohui, have a meal quickly."

"oh."

Although Zhang Minghui really wanted to know whether Uncle Wen really broke up with Aunt Ou like Ziyi said and was taking care of his aunt.

But he dared not ask straight to the point like Zi Yi.

Although Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen were not serious about him, they were not his own parents and were not in his own home.

He remembered Jing Xiaocha's advice and did not dare to be presumptuous.

"Brother, I'll peel it."

Qingqing ate the eggs that Zi Yi fed into his mouth, and then excitedly pointed at the eggs in front of her.

It’s not addicted to eating eggs, it’s addicted to peeling eggs.

Zi Yi nodded immediately, "Okay, brother, I'll peel all this plate of eggs for you."

"Zi Yi, are you sure you can finish it?"

Mo Xiuchen, who was sitting in the main seat, spoke, and he could see that his son's doting for Qingqing was even more than that of Ranran.

When his father stopped him, Zi Yi's expression remained unchanged and he replied calmly, "Dad, there are still five eggs on this plate. It happens that you, mom, Zhang Minghui, Momo, and Xinxin are one. This is the first time Qingqing has learned this method to peel eggs, and she will definitely support her, right mom."

"Don't always make things difficult for your mother. You don't know if your mother doesn't eat eggs at night." Mo Xiuchen deliberately held his father's majesty and spoke in a serious tone.

"Dad, if you love my mom so much, you will definitely help her eat it, so Qingqing will not waste even after peeling these five eggs."

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen with a funny look, "Since Qingqing is so smart and can learn it, don't make things difficult for Zi Yi. If there is no one to eat, then keep it for him to eat tomorrow."
Chapter completed!