It was agreed that after a while, after seeing the disease, I went to the seed station to find Wang Dahai, and Sun Zhiwen took Sun Sirui and Sun Simiao to the hospital.

After spending a dime to register, I waited in line for a long time and finally it was Sun Sirui's turn.

"Is this uncomfortable there?"

The old doctor took off his reading glasses and looked at Sun Zhiwen and the other two.

"Grandpa, it's my elder brother who was kicked in the back in the morning. Do you see if there is any problem?"

Seeing that my father didn't respond, my brother was a little scared and had to get started by himself.

Why is her sister so tired?

He lifted up his elder brother's clothes and let the old doctor take a look.

The old doctor also performed his duties. After pressing for a long time and asking for a long time, the final conclusion was that there was no big problem.

Sun Simiao believed that this old doctor was quite medically ethical, and did not speak nonsense or prescribe medicine.

"Grandpa, just open a bottle of safflower oil for my brother. The back looks scary, black and purple. Besides, when someone gave the money to treat the doctor, we didn't do anything. People must think our family has dumped the money."

The little girl was slim and her pronunciation was clear. Everyone waiting outside laughed.

"How much money is given to you, why are you willing to let go of a bottle of safflower oil?"

There is a small safflower oil clinic, and the child is also happy to go to the hospital to open it.

"Oh, old man, you don't know. The person who kicked someone was an official, so he gave him five dollars. We are just a commoner. What can you say? My daughter is worried about her brother. She has to come and have to come and have a look to rest assured. You always open a small bottle and I will rub it for him when you go back."

Sun Zhiwen was too lazy to lift his son's clothes just now, so he wasn't afraid. Now that his daughter has finished her work, his father can speak.

Compared to the child, what Sun Zhiwen said is more convincing. The old doctor also knew the current world. He sighed and thought of giving five dollars to the county hospital to see him. He was another official who bullied others with his power.

Without opening a large bottle, I opened a small bottle of fifty milliliters, which cost 50 cents.

"If you have the remaining money, buy some delicious food for your child. There is nothing wrong with the internal organs, but don't lose money on the child's health."

The old doctor took the letter of introduction, issued the order, and asked him to go back.

Sun Simiao didn't expect it to be so cheap.

There are four yuan and four yuan left for the five yuan.

It sounds really bad and will cost you.

"Miaomiao, big meat bun!"

Sun Sirui's mind was full of big meat buns, so there were no other thoughts.

After the doctor said that Sun Sirui had no health problems, Sun Zhiwen stopped carrying it. It was all right, so why are you doing with your back?

The arm was just dislocated and pressed back.

"Dad, do you have food coupons?"

When Sun Simiao talked about food coupons when Wang Dahai said that it was impossible to buy meat buns without food coupons.

"Go to the small shop next to the state-owned hotel, don't have food coupons, it's 20 cents!"

Sun Zhiwen answered so smoothly, and he had already found out about his feelings. Sure enough, when he was just queuing up, he said that there was something wrong with going to the cottage.

"Go!"

Sun Simiao was tired after walking two steps. How could she walk by herself so fat (actually, it was fine, only over 40 pounds)?

"Dad, I can't walk anymore!"

Sun Simiao thought there was a ready-made human flesh car, so why did she forget it?

"How many steps have you taken?"

Sun Zhiwen looked at his fat daughter in shock.

"Dad, you are so bad that I won't give you money to buy buns, and I will tell my grandma that you don't love me and will not give you meat in the future."

The threat was progressing layer by layer. Sun Zhiwen finally believed it. It was true that he was a daughter. A little ancestor would threaten people.

"I owe you in my previous life!"

In order to make meat buns, Sun Zhiwen had to squat down and carry Sun Simiao on his back.

"Brother, hurry up!"

Lying on the back of his own father, in fact, in Sun Simiao's memory, his own father really never carved him. This is the first time.

"Here you come!"

Sun Sirui shook his head. Today was a bit fantasy and he didn't want to express his opinion.

"Dad, it's said that my daughter is my father's love in his previous life. If you treat me badly, it must be because you didn't love me in your previous life."

Sun Zhiwen looked dark and wanted to throw his daughter out. Where did he learn this mess?

However, this explanation is novel and he can use it well when he looks back.

"What are you talking nonsense? Your mother heard you and deal with you!"

Thinking of his wife, Sun Zhiwen decisively threw away the thoughts in his mind.

Sun Simiao looked at her father's reaction, it was very good, and she also knew that her wife was important.

"My mother doesn't know what she can do, my mother will be the first to deal with her!"

What lazy parents are most afraid of is grandma. As long as grandma doesn’t fall, they are all little mice and don’t have the courage.

By the way!

Thinking of this, Sun Simiao thought that grandparents must live for a hundred years, otherwise who would spoil her?

Grandma is her big backing!

For the sake of a good life, grandparents must not have anything to do.

If you want to buy big buns, you must not lose them.

Sun Simiao bought one according to the head of the person, and then bought five more. She packed her small back full of them.

Everyone was surprised to see the seller. The little girl was so willing to buy meat buns for one 6 yuan in one go.

"Miaomiao, why are you buying so many? I'm not full yet, so I'll give me one more."

My father's eyes were red, so many big meat buns.

"Don't even think about it. If you want to eat, everyone will eat it. You have already eaten yours."

Sun Simiao would not agree.

"This is my grandparents, third brother, fourth brother and mother! Who are you going to eat?"

When everyone who bought buns heard this, they understood that there were many people in this family and they couldn't blame them for buying so many.

"Anyway, your grandparents don't know, what are you afraid of after eating?"

Sun Zhiwen believes that eating it in his mouth is true.

Sun Simiao believes that this concept is very problematic. Then, if the family is rich, will your own father not die of selfishness?

In order to be a waste in the future, the concept of a real father must not be tolerated and must be corrected.

"Then I get delicious food from my grandma, and I will never think about you, my mom and younger brothers anymore. You don't know anyway."

She is a child who cannot tell big truths, but she can still play tricks on her cleverness.

"That won't work, I'm your real father!"

Sun Zhiwen stopped working, and his daughter had a lot of delicious food.

"Then my grandparents are your biological parents, you won't give it to me!"

have to!

Sun Zhiwen knew that he was indeed doing something wrong.

"It's not as good as a child, how do you, a father?"

The bun sellers couldn't stand it anymore, and they secretly stuffed a corn bun to Sun Simiao. The child felt sorry for his sensible look. Anyway, the corn buns were sold for money and there was no need for tickets. The key was that no one went to count how much they had been out of the pot, and they could also secretly take one back.

Sun Simiao was grateful and thought that she could come here to buy delicious food in the future, so she could really take advantage of the aunt. She stuffed a small bag of peanuts for the aunt.

Others didn't see the transaction between the two, but Sun Sirui saw it, but he didn't dare to say it, for fear that the big meat bun would lose his share in the future.

"Auntie, my name is Sun Simiao. I will come to you to buy buns in the future. The buns you have here are delicious!"
Chapter completed!