
Although Uncle Wu had helped his mother a lot over the years, he was one of the few people whose mother could be called friends, yet Jian Ai had never heard of Uncle Wu's son, especially meeting him.
But Jian Ai knew that Uncle Wu had been widowed in his early years and raised a son alone to grow up. But then again, the store knew Uncle Wu was an old brand, and he was very busy on weekdays. It made sense that as a son, Peter Wu would have to come to his aid often, but Jian Ai had never seen him once over the years. Liangzi delivers soy milk to his shop every morning.
Thinking of Liangzi Jian Ai who suddenly remembered what happened that morning, since he had never seen Uncle Wu's son, he mistakenly identified Liangzi who had come to deliver soy milk as Wu Bi. Liangzi's answer back then was “Uncle Wu's son was my older brother.
Just then, Jian Ai felt Liangzi was being humorous, saying that Uncle Wu's son was like a triad.
But now when I saw Big Brother Wu, who was lying on the sofa in front of me, his entire body ached, the action of Jian Ai rubbing the medicine stopped involuntarily.
Is this really a triad?
Without a second thought, Jian Ai gathered her thoughts. Right now, the sky outside was already bright. Jane kept the medicine box and went straight to the kitchen.
It was almost nine in the morning when Wu Bi woke up, and Jian Yu came back again, not worrying about it, and returned to the shop after seeing Wu Bi sound asleep.
Jian Ai was sitting on the sofa opposite while reading a book. He looked up as if he realized it. Seeing Wu Bi also squinting at him, Jian Ai quickly tied the book to the coffee table, got up and walked forward: "Wu Bi Brother, you wake up, do you feel any discomfort? "
Wu Bi took a nap and recovered the strength. He moved the corners of his lips and showed an unreasonable smile, but he did not want to get involved in the wound, so he quickly pulled it and said gently, "I ' I'm doing fine. "
Feeling that all the wounds on his body had been disinfected in time, Wu Bi said again: "Thank you."
After which, Jian Ai turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen, after a while, she took out a bowl of porridge, and Wu was already directly sitting on the sofa.
It seemed that it was not as serious as expected, and Jian Ai heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing it.
“I don't know if you can eat sweet or not, but I added a little soft white sugar to add a little sugar.” While putting the porridge on the coffee table, Jian Ai stirred it with a spoon so as not to overheat.
Wu Bi only looked at Jian Ai in silence with a swollen face. This little girl who seemed to be only fifteen years old showed a young and mature temperament when talking and doing things.
This temperament was supposed to be at odds with his age, but this was where Wu Bi was a little curious, as all the actions Jian Ai showed in front of him were very natural and revealed from the inside out.
Thinking about Aunt May's hardship when she was young, the so-called hardship to flow people's hearts, it is thought that this little sister also experienced a lot of hardship before she had to grow up quickly.
Just when he was in a trance, Wu Bi's heart suddenly seemed to be stung by something, and a child-like smile flashed across his mind, chasing him and calling him brother ...
If Wu Shuang was still alive, he would have been as old as him.
“Sister Wu, let's drink! If not enough, it is still in the kitchen.” Jian Ai pushed the porridge forward and looked at Wu Bi and said.