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64. Depression

Xing Zhen saw the two children sitting on the sofa in the reception area chatting in a low voice for a while, and then both fell asleep, leaned on the sofa, smiled and covered them with a thin blanket, and then gently closed the door, To deal with the aftermath of the chase.

A chase was so well-planned, and it was almost successful on their own territory. It must have been a big deal for the opposing forces. If he didn't investigate it as soon as possible, he couldn't feel at ease.

They sent people to investigate one by one who might know the whereabouts of the eldest brother, and then sent people to the scene of the shootout to search for clues. It has been an hour since the aftermath meeting ended. Thinking of the two children still sleeping on the sofa, Ou Xingzhen hurried back to the ward.

Pushing open the door, looking around, the two children were still lying quietly in the sleeping positions after he left, with peaceful faces. Ou Xingzhen's heart was relieved, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and Yù stepped forward to wake them up.

"Don't be busy, let them sleep for a while." A low male voice sounded, with a weak hoarseness after the injury, preventing him from moving.

"Big brother, are you awake?" Ou Xingzhen turned back and looked at the big brother in surprise. How long has it been since the surgery was over? Waking up so soon?

"You know, anesthesia doesn't do much for me." Ou Xingtian sat up, looking at the sleepy young son with a focused gaze, and smiled slightly.

When you open your eyes, you can see the face of the younger son, for him. Undoubtedly the best pain reliever.

"Ha, yes, I forgot. Fortunately, the dose given by the anesthesiologist was enough. Otherwise, you would wake up in the middle of the operation, wouldn't you die of pain?" Ou Xingzhen jokingly said.

"That's okay. When our brothers didn't have such good conditions before, how badly would they be hurt? Now they've become squeamish?" Ou Xingtian raised his eyebrows and looked at his brother with emotion.

"Well, yes. You were not so weak before. I was shocked when I saw your flustered watch today." Thinking of his dazed watch when he found his elder brother at the scene of the shootout, Ou Xing Zhen couldn't help laughing in a low voice, and the look of bewilderment was so weak that he almost suspected that his eldest brother had been transferred.

"Oh, is that so? At that time, I thought Yi'er had left." Ou Xingtian sighed, his eyes dimmed.

"Brother, Xiao Yi booked a flight to Ontario, California, USA today. If I hadn't arrived in time, he would no longer be in the country. Tell me, what did we do badly? He wants to leave us? Especially When your life and death were unknown. When I thought about it at the time, I was really chilled. Now facing him, I really don't know what to do." Thinking of his little nephew's indifference at the airport, Ou Xingzhen lowered his head and expressed his frustration. If you give him a bottle of wine now, he will be able to swallow it in one gulp.

"Isn't he back? This matter has just passed, and I won't mention it again in the future. As long as he stays by my side and grows up safely, nothing else matters. You haven't heard this sentence before. Love is patient, love is kind: love is not jealous; love is not boastful, not arrogant, not rude, not self-seeking, not easily provoked, not reckless, not rejoicing righteousness, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things; love never fails.”

Ou Xingtian closed his eyes and tried to recall the definition of love in the Bible, narrating it word by word. Now, when this sentence is used in his son, who has a feeling of filth, it is really a golden rule of self-admonition and self-restraint.

"Oh! Big brother, why did you suddenly read the Bible? Our Ou family will not be a gangster in the future. Are we going to open a shantang?" Ou Xingzhen felt that brother's pious tone was really kind of compassionate. Can't help but joke.

"This sentence can only be used on my son, and has nothing to do with others." Ou Xingtian glanced at the young boy who was sleeping on the sofa in front of him, and the complicated expression was missing. One is eager, and one is more forbearance and restraint.

"Knowing your precious son, I didn't expect it to be so precious. However, you have to educate the two sons separately. To Xiaoyi. There is no problem with your unconditional love, he will not grow crooked like that. To Tianbao It's also the same, there may be big trouble in the future." Ou Xingzhen directly understood the 'son' in his words as brothers Ou Tianbao and Ou Lingyi, frowned for a while, and then warned sincerely.

"I know. Don't tell Tianbao about what happened tonight, he can't be stimulated." Brother Ren misunderstood his words, and Ou Xingtian asked lightly. "Okay, take them back quickly, it's uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa."

Seeing his son's gradually frowning brows in his sleep, Ou Xingtian felt distressed and hurriedly asked his brother. "Well, I know. I'll call someone to help and take them to the car. The children are also working hard today. Xiaoyi has been watching over you after the operation. In fact, he still cares about you very much." Before leaving, he saw the elder brother Looking at the sleeping little nephew in his arms, his brows furrowed, Ou Xingzhen thought he still minds the little guy's leaving without saying goodbye, so he couldn't help but comforted in a low voice.

"En. Let's go." Ou Xingtian stared at his brother's hands holding his son, clenched his fists, and made a perfunctory sound, urging him to leave. If he didn't leave, he couldn't help but go up and snatched his son from his brother's arms. "Sister, what do you want?" Ou Lingyi was pulled into the kitchen by Ou Lingshuang, and she put on a cartoon apron. Looking at the red lady with a frying pan on her apron and a cross on her forehead, he asked with black lines all over his head.

"Gān what? My sister is going to teach you what filial piety is today. Country C advocates filial piety first, and the most important and basic quality of life is 'filial piety'. This 'filial piety' is not written or spoken. It is made. So, today, we will work together to complete a soup of Tianma, wolfberry and pigeon, and bring it to the hospital to give to my father to show filial piety. Xiaoyi, as a good child of the new century with ideals, morals and culture, Would you approve?"

As Ou Lingshuang spoke, she clicked the knuckles of her fingers, and the corners of her mouth curled up in an evil arc. In the past two days, she has enjoyed frightening her brother like this. Seeing the real brother widen his round cat pupils, those wet little eyes are very cute, okay? It's all because of the existence of such pure cute little things that so many people love to play SM. She sighed inwardly.

"Okay, I get it. What do you want me to do?" Facing Ou Lingshuang's weird expression full of wicked taste, Ou Lingyi reluctantly compromised. Ou Xingtian does not take him as his son, nor does he take Ou Xingtian as his father. There is no filial piety or filial piety between the two, but he feels the tension and anxiety coming from his sister. She was frightened, and at this time she could only try her best to smooth her hair, and did not dare to be disobedient at all.

"OK, help prepare the ingredients!" Ou Lingshuang waved her hand, domineering.

Half an hour later, a tragedy was unfolding in the kitchen.

Seeing her sister's burnt hair ends and smoky black face, Ou Lingyi shook her head, took a few steps forward, pulled her away, and quickly closed the lid of the soup pot. Stewed soup can also make the soup pot catch fire. What the hell is going on?

"You forgot to put in the water." After turning off the gas stove and waiting for the fire to go out automatically, Ou Lingyi opened the soup pot to check the situation, and calmly stated, ignoring the slightly twitching eyebrows, his expression was still quite calm.

"Ah? Really? I don't remember." Ou Lingshuang looked at her brother innocently and shrugged.

"Forget it, I knew that you are omnipotent, oh, here it is." Ou Lingshuang jumped up excitedly, and secretly made a victory gesture with her left hand behind her.

"Go to my laboratory and bring the balance, measuring cup, test tube, and volumetric flask. I'll use it." After carefully browsing the recipe, he saw the exact weight of the ingredients marked on it, and he ordered it seriously.

Hearing his brother's words, Ou Lingshuang's black line flashed, and his heart gradually became uneasy. Little brother, this is cooking, not a medical experiment. Can you do it? No, it's better for my sister to do it herself.

Although he felt that his brother's request was a little unreliable, Ou Lingshuang finally decided to believe him. As a genius, his approach is always different from ordinary people, which is understandable.

Two hours later, Ou Lingshuang, looking at the freshly-baked pot of gastrodia, wolfberry and pigeon soup with all the colors and aromas, felt that her heart had never been more complicated, and she could finally understand Ou Tianbao's aggrieved feeling.

At this moment, the villain in his heart is rolling and wailing: who can tell her that a senior cook who has studied cooking for 4 years is no better than a rookie who takes a spoon for the first time. and balance? ! For a while, only the cool breeze passing over her chest could answer her question.

No matter how jealous Ou Lingshuang was towards Ou Lingyi, in the end, she quickly pulled her younger brother and rushed to the hospital with a cup of hot soup to do her filial piety.

"Okay, I get it. What do you want me to do?" Facing Ou Lingshuang's weird expression full of wicked taste, Ou Lingyi reluctantly compromised. Ou Xingtian does not take him as his son, nor does he take Ou Xingtian as his father. There is no filial piety or filial piety between the two, but he feels the tension and anxiety coming from his sister. She was frightened, and at this time she could only try her best to smooth her hair, and did not dare to be disobedient at all.

"OK, help prepare the ingredients!" Ou Lingshuang waved her hand, domineering.

Half an hour later, a tragedy was unfolding in the kitchen.

Seeing her sister's burnt hair ends and smoky black face, Ou Lingyi shook her head, took a few steps forward, pulled her away, and quickly closed the lid of the soup pot. Stewed soup can also make the soup pot catch fire. What the hell is going on?

"You forgot to put in the water." After turning off the gas stove and waiting for the fire to go out automatically, Ou Lingyi opened the soup pot to check the situation, and calmly stated, ignoring the slightly twitching eyebrows, his expression was still quite calm.