Sheng Ziyu took the thermometer beside him to measure the insect's temperature,
and then stared at the number above to worry, "37 degrees 7, what does this
mean?" Qin Lang could not help but roll his eyes, then grabbed the thermometer
from her hand, took a look, and then said: "a little low fever." She was
worried. "You won't burn yourself silly, will you?" Qin Lang put the thermometer
back at the head of the bed. "He won't be stupid if you're stupid." Sheng Ziyu
turned his head and stared at Qin Lang for a few seconds. Then he smiled and
said, "Why do I think you two look alike?" Qin Lang was stunned, and then
readily accepted the statement, "Anyway, I am Uncle Lao Wang next door." Despite
the extremely short time, Sheng Ziyu captured the unnatural flash on Qin Lang's
face. As a result, he became more and more suspicious in Sheng Ziyu's mind, and
in an instant he had become the number one suspect of being fat. In the evening,
Sheng Ziyu was still clinging to the number one suspect. Ning Yi had been
staring at them all afternoon. Finally, he couldn't help it. He said in a
strange way, "Oh, it's only been a few days. Don't you have to be so sticky and
inseparable?" Before Qin Lang could open his mouth, Sheng Ziyu smiled and
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Yi off, Sheng Ziyu estimated that the effect of the medicine was about to break
out. He smiled mysteriously at Qin Lang and said, "Go to my room. I'll show you
a treasure." Qin Lang exclaimed,
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entered the room, Sheng Ziyu sat back in front of the dressing table to pick up
her earrings. Qin Lang saw the picture frame on her dressing table with sharp
eyes and asked, "Is this your childhood?" In the photo, she is only fifteen or
sixteen years old, which is quite different from her present temperament. She
still looks like a young girl. It's my mother. Sheng Ziyu simply explained,
"isn't it beautiful?" Qin Lang was taken aback, and then looked at the picture
carefully. It was a group photo, deliberately done in black and white. In the
photo, Sheng's mother was only fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing a
wide white nightgown and sitting barefoot on the swing frame in the courtyard.
It was the young Sheng Jinchang who stood beside her pushing the swing. She
smiled at the camera, two pear swirls appeared on her lips, her eyes were clear,
and her smile was like a flower. Qin Lang praised with true feelings: "It's
really beautiful." Sheng Ziyu put the earrings she had taken off into the
jewelry box and said proudly, "Of course." Sheng's mother was always in poor
health, and she fell ill when she gave birth. Finally,
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although her impression is thin, she has always loved her mother. Every time she
fell in love with her mother, she could not help but hate Sheng Jinchang even
more, feeling that it was because of his drag that she had not inherited all her
mother's beauty. Of course, Sheng Jinchang is not ugly. He was full of vigor
when he was young, and he is still a middle-aged man with elegant demeanor. But
Sheng Ziyu still blamed him for not being beautiful enough. Grandpa was very
satisfied with Sheng Jinchang's son-in-law. At the beginning, Sheng Jinchang was
still his student. He had no son, so he rushed to recognize Sheng Jinchang as
his godson. Finally, he let the godson become his son-in-law. Sheng's mother was
probably satisfied with Sheng Jinchang's husband, otherwise Sheng Ziyu felt that
this could not explain why she had turned Sheng Jinchang's brother into her own
husband. Of course, perhaps it was Sheng Jinchang, the beast, who took the lead
in attacking his adopted sister. Sheng Ziyu used to ask about everything related
to his mother, but all the topics related to his mother were taboo in Sheng
Jinchang. When she was a child, she also cherished her father, knowing that he
would be sad for a long time if she mentioned her mother in front of her father.
Over time, she did not ask anything. It's just that most of the men's affection
in this world is pretentious, or they only touched themselves at that time.
After all, Sheng Jinchang happily married his first love Lin Yilan in the end.
Thinking of Lin Yilan, Sheng Ziyu was instantly as disgusting as swallowing a
fly. She sat back on the sofa angrily, picked up the tablet and began to play
Happy Xiaoxiaole. When she began to play the fifth game, Qin Lang finally asked
impatiently for the thirty-fifth time: "Didn't you say there was a treasure for
me to see?" "Wait a minute." Sheng Ziyu did not lift his head. "I don't want to
show you now." She passed three passes in a row, and finally breathed a sigh of
relief. She turned her head and found that Qin Lang had fallen asleep on the
sofa. Sheng Ziyu threw down the tablet in his hand, then crept up and gently
pushed Qin Lang's shoulder. The other party did not move, she was relieved, and
then pulled out several of his hair in one breath. Just then, there was a sudden
sound of scratching the door outside, accompanied by a milky child's voice,
"Mom!"! Are you in there? This little ancestor! Sheng Ziyu's scalp exploded,
fearing that he would provoke people, she rolled and crawled over to open the
door and let the little fat man in. Sheng Ziyu touched his forehead. "Little
fool, are you still burning?" Sleeping all day, the dazed fat bug was in a daze
with a little inexplicable elation. "Mom, why did you lock the door?" "Can't I
have my own privacy?" Feeling that his fever had subsided, Sheng Ziyu was
relieved and put him on the stool in front of the dressing table again. "You sit
there obediently and don't move." The hair that had just been pulled out did not
know where to throw it, so Sheng Ziyu had to pull a handful of hair from Qin
Lang's head again. Carefully packed the hair, to be on the safe side, Sheng Ziyu
took out the cotton swab that had been prepared for a long time, broke open Qin
Lang's mouth, gently stirred it inside, and then collected the cotton swab. The
bug who saw all this squeaked, "Mom, what are you doing?!" The fat guy's voice
was so loud that Sheng Ziyu was afraid of drawing people over and rushed up to
cover his mouth. Unexpectedly, as soon as he saw his mother coming,
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just wanted to open his mouth to coax him down, but the next second the bug
waved his fat arm and swept down the bottles and cans on the dressing table.
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