???"chocolate."

"milk."

"biscuit."

"song."

Little Baozi was sitting in the cart. Every time he stopped, he would point his little finger to something he recognized and start reading.

Bai Chuchen was already used to it, but this was the first time Jin Mobei saw it.

He had always known that his son was very smart, but when he saw him read out so many things in the supermarket, Jin Mobei looked at Bai Chuchen in disbelief...

…

"You try?"

Bai Chuchen said to Jin Mobei...

Then I took a bag of snacks...

"Zi Yi, what is this?"

"Dried mango."

…

Then he tried a few more, but there was only one new product. Little Baozi didn't recognize it, so he asked Jin Mobei directly: "Dad, what is this and how do you pronounce it?"

*****

When he returned home from the supermarket, Jin Mobei drove him to the car. Then he returned to Bixiyuan and took him home on a horse without taking the elevator.

When he got home, Little Baozi was already excitedly telling Jin's father and mother that he sat on his father's shoulders and rode a big horse today. He was so high.

Standing there, wearing a little suit and paddling with his two little hands, he was very cute.

…

The family had dinner, and Jin's father and Jin's mother went to the house.

Bai Chuchen watched Jin Mobei stand up and said to her after Little Baozi fell asleep, "I'm going back first."

"Oh, okay."

In the supermarket today, she didn't have a chance to answer the question he asked.

He didn't ask again, and she didn't take the initiative to mention it.

Seeing that he was going back tonight, Bai Chuchen didn't stay either. Jin Mobei hadn't spent the night here for a long time...

…

After Jin Mobei left, Bai Chuchen looked at the closed door, took a shower and returned to the master bedroom, lifted the quilt and looked at the little bun next to him...

Her hand gently stroked his little face, which was carved out of the same mold as Jin Mobei...

With his eyes lowered, he couldn't see clearly the emotions in his eyes, what exactly he was thinking about...

*********

The auntie would clean the place every hour, so even though Jin Mobei hadn't been back for a long time, there was no mess or dust.

Walk straight through the door and head to the master bedroom.

I squatted next to the safe, entered the password, and slowly opened it...

There were not many valuables inside, only a red velvet box and a thick document with blood on the first page...

That was what he prepared on the day of the car accident...

…

Bixi Court

Bai Chuchen lay sideways next to Little Baozi, staring at his little face, not feeling sleepy...

Looking at Little Baozi's face, he didn't know whether he was looking at his sleeping son or Jin Mobei...

…

I don’t know how long I watched it, but when I was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep...

Bai Chuchen found that the little bun's breath was a little overheated. He touched his forehead and found nothing unusual, but he was still a little uneasy in his heart. He lifted up the quilt and got up and walked out...

He took out the thermometer from the medicine box and quickly returned to the bedroom, and took the little bun's temperature...

Low fever...

…

Bai Chuchen didn't panic when he discovered that Little Baozi had a low fever. Instead, he walked to the bathroom and brought a basin of hot water, ready to wipe his sweaty body to prevent his cold from getting worse.

She gently lifted the sleeping little Baozi up and leaned into her arms, and gently took off his pajamas...

When I saw little red dots on Little Baozi's chest and back, I immediately reached out and pulled off Little Baozi's pajamas. The same happened on his thighs, and even his inner thighs were covered with red dots...

The little red dot had reached the bottom of his neck, and Bai Chuchen's hand holding the little bun trembled...

Ziyi, what's wrong?

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Chapter completed!