Chapter 10 - The White Walls Seem to Have Turned Pink, Yellow and Colorful (2/2)
“Ha ha, dad is wrong!”
“Dad, you’re wrong again!”
“Daddy is so stupid! Voice will teach ypu!”
“Dad bring your face here, lower it a little, I can’t reach it.”
The little dumpling raised her short hand high and still could not reach the man’s nose. She asked him to lower his head again. She wanted to pinch dad’s nose as punishment!
The soft little claw pinched his straight nose. It’s soft. She pinched him seriously.
“Let go of it.”
“Dad, don’t move. YinYin has to pinch you three more times. Dad has lost four times in all!”
This was a clever group of father and daughter who knew how to settle accounts!
Luosheng: “…”
After pinching, The little dumpling stood up from the bed, to come in level with her father’s head. She leaned over, held his face in two small claws, and shouted at his nose, “it doesn’t hurt. I will pinch gently!”
Luosheng: “…”
Mom’s face was hurting, OK?
Mrs. Luo: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
The little dumpling’s daily life was very good. She started to feel sleepy before nine o’clock and placed her little head on the bed. She was a little drowsy and confused.
She still forced herself to stay up and didn’t fall asleep. After several rounds of searching, she didn’t see her father. She asked her grandmother where he was.
Luo Sheng entered the door just this time, the little dumpling pounced on him, stretched out her chubby claws and said adorably, “Daddy hug.”
In the previous game of clapping hands,there was a promise that the loser would listen to the winner’s demands all day, Luo sheng was impatient, but he still picked up the little dumpling obediently.
The little dumpling wrapped her arms around his neck, “Daddy, YinYin is so sleepy.”
Then he fell asleep in his arms, breathing calmly with a sweet smell of milk.
For a moment, Luosheng sat on the bed with his body stiff. The little dumpling was holding on to his clothes tightly. She seemed to be uneasy even when sleeping, and was holding firmly in his arms.
To find a comfortable sleeping position, she turned he face and adjusted her position even in her deep sleep, her small mouth slightly open, breathing gently like a little kitten.
Luo sheng wanted to put the little dumpling on the bed. He didn’t know what to do, so he just let her sleep in his arms. He was half leaning on the single bed in the hospital.
When she woke up the next day, she was holding her father’s clothes. The nurse told her that her grandfather was awake!
Ward.
Mr. Luo was still wearing an oxygen mask. He was pale and weak. Mrs. Luo was holding his hand and talking.
Seeing the little dumpling come in with a man’s shirt in her hand, looking a bit lost, as if she hadn’t woken up yet.
Mr. Luo beckoned for the little dumpling to come closer.
Mrs. Luo smiled and said to her husband, “Thanks to our Yinyin, she’s such a lucky little star for us, she saved you from Yama[The Death God].”
“The doctor also said that he would not have been able to save your life if not brought in time. They all said that it was children’s aura. You see, is that not true?”
The little dumpling finally woke up, rubbed her eyes, stood in front of the hospital bed, looked serious and said to Grandpa, “Grandpa, you need to get better soon.”
Mr. Luo was touched. He only felt that the child could never hurt people. His eyes looking at her were no different from those on his granddaughter.
Yinyin thought about it, frowned and looked at him seriously. “Yinyin needs to raise father and grandmother by picking up the bottles, but she can’t raise grandfather. Grandpa needs to get better soon and pick bottles with Yinyin.”
She focused hard in her little head. “It’s up to you!”
Mr. Luo: “…”
Moved by something he didn’t even know.
Mrs.Luo was so amused by these words that she acted as if bursting into tears, and chimed in: “Lao Luo, she didn’t say anything wrong. You need to get better soon. Otherwise, we will have four members we only have enough to feed three of us, we three eat steamed bread and steamed bun, you will have to drink cold water!”
Mr. Luo: “…”