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In the kitchen, Bai Jianye slowly took a dry cloth and fully wiped the bowl rinsed with water, and then put it in the cupboard.

His son is a doctor and his son-in-law is a doctor. He can't help with anything, so he can only cook and wash dishes. This scene reminded him of the time when his parents and his wife were sick.

Maybe his son Bai Zhe looked at his helpless expression back then, feeling regretful and regretful. In college, he had to go to the doctorate no matter what, instead of following him and his father to learn the ancestral property of the Bai family as an architect. No matter how famous an architect is, he can only leave it to fate at this time.

Uncle Wan heard that he was in the kitchen and walked down the stairs to look for him. When he came to the kitchen, he saw that he was really washing dishes. Uncle Wan moved the dry tobacco that was biting at the corner of his mouth, spit out a puff of cigarette, and said, "Why are you washing dishes?"

"After eating, shouldn't you wash the dishes?" Bai Jianye spoke slowly.

"No, I mean, Bai Lu is sick, why are you washing dishes here?" Uncle Wan kowtowed the cigarette butt, looking a little as the emperor was not anxious.

"Bai Zhe watched." Bai Jianye seemed to have pushed the blame on his son.

Uncle Wan was so excited by his words that he held a dry tobacco and pointed at him like a coaching stick: "You are her father, Bai Zhe is her brother, it's different. Don't you understand?"

"Aren't you all your family?"

"Then I'll ask you why she didn't go back to the capital and look for her brother, and ran here to find you in one go."

Uncle Wan's words were good, either intentional or not, which made Bai Jianye's face suddenly flash a pale flash.

A bowl in Bai Jianye's hand fell heavily to the ground. With a bang, the ceramic bowl was split into pieces, like a five horses splitting into pieces and smashing it.

The sound reached the upstairs, and Bai Zhe seemed to be shocked and looked at the door.

Jun Ye looked up at Team Bai and said, "I'm here, why don't you go downstairs and take a look."

Bai Zhe frowned, as if he was hesitating, but seeing the reliable Jun Ye here, he did not hesitate anymore, nodded and said, "I'll go down."

The footsteps went from the second floor to the first floor.

Jun Ye looked at him deeply thinking, and the figure who disappeared from Team Bai was thinking that his wife's family was really strange, but after he arrived at the Bai family's hometown, he felt even more strange. It seemed that everyone in the family had an ulterior motive secret.

He knows the Bai team best, and is just as stupid as him. Usually, he and Master Yao have to figure out the Bai team's minds and do things. However, now, he has almost no idea about the situation of the Bai family, and it is really not easy to figure out the Bai team's minds.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the Bai family, I found that my father-in-law was more terrifying than Team Bai. Not only did my mouth look like a lock, but my expression was also a lock. I had no idea what this man was thinking. I guess the Bai family could not figure out what Bai Jianye really thought.

Should I interfere with my wife's family? Jun Ye has no idea what kind of measure he should take now. Because, unlike the Zheng family, the matter is clearly distinguished between black and white, the Bai family is completely in chaos and cannot even understand what the situation is.

Jun Ye is a man who has a clear distinction between love and hate and can definitely vent his anger for his wife. However, when he encounters something that cannot even distinguish right from wrong, he can only stop moving first.

Sister Bai Lu, who was lying on the bed, turned over. Jun Ye reached out his hand, worried that she would kick the quilt and pull the blanket covering her.

She looked a bit like a bun in front of her.

Baozi's habit of kicking quilts may be inherited from her. Anyway, Jun Ye never kicks quilts.

Bai Lu felt that when someone pulled her into a quilt, she could already guess what Jun Ye was thinking.

It's really strange. Has the couple been together for a long time? Sometimes it's easy for the two of them to think of each other and think of their son together.

Bai Lu opened her eyelids in a daze and looked at Jun Ye’s blurry face above her head. She didn’t know whether his face was black or white at the moment. She didn’t about it anyway, but her lips opened: Go and sleep.

She was worried that he would sleep here tonight. No matter how he stayed here, Bai Lu couldn't do it. Because she had that kind of energy in her personality, she never thought she should be the one to be taken of.

Thinking of her allergic reaction last time, after he stayed by her bed for a night, someone came to tease her the next morning. Maybe the person said this was kind-hearted, and Jun Ye didn't , but she d. She was a superwoman, how could she lose face?

Jun Ye's face was half dark. Perhaps he didn't notice it much before, but now he finally understood how his wife was called a superwoman.

It’s really not the exaggeration of others. Look at her like this. Only Superman will be heroic when she is sick and thinks she will never die.

He patted her face gently and vomited: "Do you about me?"

Sister Bai Lu almost bit her tongue because of his words.

In the world, there is only this man named Jun Ye who can say such words to his wife at this time. His wife is about to die, but he actually said, "Wife, do you about me?" Those who don't know what happened, just listen to this sentence, think Jun Ye has cheated on me.

Bai Lu smiled bitterly in her heart and breathed: "Mr. Lu, in the future, you can learn more about your students' profession--"

"He is so slick, I'll learn what he does. Let me tell you, when his wife has a fever, he's fine and can't even say a word."

Bai Lu heard his righteous indignation and mocked Master Yao, but thought: This is the normal manifestation of a man in the face of his wife suddenly becoming ill.

It is almost impossible to make Jun Ye abnormal. Jun Ye is the kind of man who can perform surgery on his father and give him a heart attack when his father's heartbeat is almost sudden.

Jun Ye’s hand holding the knife has never trembled.

This is the sentence she often hears others talking about him the most: Cold-blooded King of Hell.

Seeing that she said a few words, the heat became a little bit higher, Jun Ye twisted the towel again, wrapped it with ice, and placed it on her forehead to reduce the fever.

After feeding her day and night, she seemed to have no effect. She had less than half an hour to reduce the fever and continued to burn immediately.

Jun Ye has thick eyebrows and heavy locks.

"Go to sleep." Jun Ye covered her eyes with his hand and said. His tone was not like comfort, but more like command.

For her, the best way to do this at this stage is not to think about anything and sleep. In this way, the mental fever should be relieved.

Bai Lu could guess the direction and logic of his current thinking, just like her brother. It would be better if he didn't mention it.

When she closed her eyes and turned over to sleep, he was talking next to her. His very slow voice quickly turned his hard voice and color: "Don't worry, I'll take of anything."

It’s enough for your wife to get a husband’s words. Bai Lu thought.

Team Bai went downstairs and hurried into the kitchen. Seeing Uncle Wan and his father Bai Jianye, the two of them bent over and picked up things on the ground. After a closer look, the two older people turned out to be picking up broken bowls.

"Dad, Uncle Wan, get up quickly." Bai Zhe immediately took a broom and urged them not to pick it up and avoid cutting their fingers.

Before he finished speaking, Bai Jianye got the hand.

Uncle Wan hurriedly helped Bai Jianye get up, walked aside, shouted: "That bleeding-stop sticker--"

Bai Zhe touched his pocket casually. When he first went to the health center, he took some from Xiaolin to prevent it from being used. Sure enough, he used it for his father as soon as he came back.

After tearing the surface apart, Bai Zhe put the bleeding stick on the blood mark that cut his father's fingers.

When others put bleeding stickers on others, they are ful, aligned with the wounds, and then fully applied them. Bai Zhe is so good that he doesn't have to look at them, so he just sticks the bleeding stickers on his father's fingers.

Uncle Wan was stunned by the sight of her eyes, and could only shake the white beard on her chin and jaw and said, "Bai Zhe, Doctor is really a doctor."

Team Bai has long been numb when others say something. As a doctor, he has seen too much everything. Just like Jun Ye, it doesn’t hurt to scold others.

Bai Jianye raised his finger and looked at the bleeding-resistance sticker that his son put on him. It was a bit crooked, but it was strange that when his son put it on, the blood stopped flowing immediately.

Seeing this, Bai Jianye felt relieved and felt at ease. His son was very capable and his daughter would be fine.

Uncle Wan looked at his expression as before, lamented, turned around and walked out.

Bai Zhe took the broom and swept the bowl on the floor. Bai Jianye packed the remaining bowls. The father and son worked silently in the kitchen, without any communication, but there was no intercourse.

When Mrs. Wan looked at the kitchen door, she saw this situation and turned around in surprise and asked her old man: "Bai Zhe really looks like his father."

"How can his son not be like?" Uncle Wan smoked a cigarette and gave his wife a nonsense glare.

"No, I mean-" Mrs. Wan pulled the corner of Mr. Wan's clothes to the side and said softly, "I mean, does Bai Zhe know something?"

Uncle Wan's heart skipped a beat and said, "How is that possible!" After saying this, Uncle Wan lit up the top of Mrs. Wan's head with a tobacco gun: "They don't meet a few times a year. Bai Zhe only went to Baijia Village several times a year. What can Bai Zhe know?"

Mrs. Wan touched the head of the old man who was educated by her: "But don't you find it strange? That's all, why did Bai Lu suddenly run back?"

Uncle Wan took a sip of the cigarette mouth: "Does it mean? The child said he suddenly missed his father and wanted to come back to see his father, can't it? She hasn't come back for many years, so it's time to come back to see him. Chinese people only believe in a little bit and return to their roots. How can she not come back?"

Sister Wan's eyes were circling.

Uncle Wan asked her: "Aren't you going upstairs to see Bai Lu?"

Mrs. Wan said, "I've been there, but when I see her husband there, I don't dare to go in."

The Lord Jun’s Lord Yan Luo was there, so shocked that no one dared to get close to him.

"He is Bai Lu's husband, how could he eat you?" Uncle Wan didn't look at her.

"Hey, you misunderstood. I mean, he seems to be intimate with his wife, how can I go in and disturb me?"

Uncle Wan straightened his eyes and was about to drop his chin.

Even though they had just met Jun Ye for the first time, they could tell from intuition that Jun Ye is the kind of cold-faced person who is so cold-faced that he is close to his wife?

I don’t know if Mrs. Wan’s eyes are blurred, but Mr. Jun is really trying hard to take of his wife. Sometimes he wipes his sister Bai Lu’s sweat and changes a towel, and sometimes he holds Sister Bai Lu’s hand for a long time and has not moved.

No matter who falls into this scene, it is impossible to deny that it is the image of a three-good man.

Mrs. Wan had a basis for this and said: "It seems that Bai Lu was chasing someone, but now it seems that this man has a deep affection for Bai Lu."

Even if the words are blown to the second floor with the wind, Jun Ye will not move. What should you do? Jun Yanluo will do his own.

So, after waiting for a long time, when Sister Bai Lu still had not subsided, Jun Ye made a quick decision and asked Gao Dashuai to drive the electric tricycle from Mr. Wan's house.

The simple bridge leading to the outside of the village was built, and a group of people rushed out of the village as soon as possible. However, it was obvious that no one was earlier than the Bai family.

As soon as the sun was dawn, the sun had just revealed a little white face in the mountains. Gao Dashuai drove the electric tricycle from Mr. Wang's house to the Bai family.

Jun Ye took a man's coat and wrapped Bai Lu's body up like a caterpillar. Then he hugged her with both hands and hugged her downstairs.

Gao Dashuai put a quilt on the car so that the patient would not feel cold when sitting.

In the early morning in the mountains, the dew is thick and it is quite chilly.

Gao Dashuai rubbed his palms. Seeing that Jun Ye was carrying the patient downstairs without wearing shoes, he hurried back to the house to find Bai Lu's sister's shoes. As soon as he ran to the door, he saw Bai Jianye twisting his shoes out, which were exactly the sneakers that Bai Lu was wearing.

"No shoes are needed." Bai Zhe turned around and said to both of them.

The patient does not need to wear shoes for the time being, and they are all held by others.

At this time, I don’t know where Bai Jianye suddenly got the confidence, so I objected to his son for the first time: “Hold it. I don’t know if she would if she found out she was not wearing shoes when she woke up.”

Bai Zhe looked at his father in surprise.

Without saying a word, Bai Jianye stuffed Bai Lu's sneakers into his arms. Then he turned around and rode his bicycle. The electric tricycle must not be able to accommodate so many people, so he wanted to ride his bicycle to chase his daughter to the county town.

Looking at the clean pair of sneakers in his arms, Bai Zhe suddenly realized that the clean surface of the sneakers was the result of his father's ful brushing last night.

Does his father about his daughter?

What an incredible thing this is. Bai Zhe thought to himself. Because he remembers it so much, he is the eldest son in the family, and his father must have to about him by orders from his grandparents. As for Bai Lu, his grandparents ignored him, and Bai Jianye almost never asked about his daughter.

"White Team, are you getting in the car?" shouted the tall handsome man who got into the car seat.

Bai Zhecai turned around and jumped onto the electric tricycle with his sister's sneakers.
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