Chapter 1279 Love

Dabao felt as if she had had a very long dream. In the dream, the blood-stained woman looked at the man in white with a desperate smile and said, "Ramadan, Fanxing loves you!"

At that moment, Dabao felt for the first time that she had empathy, as if she was really Fanxing.

She had discussed with Xiaobao many times before, and said many times that she never felt that she was any different from Fanxing. They had different personalities, different looks, and even different attitudes towards men.

If it were her, she would never like a man so much that she would not care about her own life.

But at this moment, Dabao was soaked in sweat after waking up, but those things seemed to have happened just yesterday, and her heart even hurt a little at this moment.

"I am really possessed by evil. How could I dream about these things."

At this moment, Dabao's face looked extremely ugly, and she even had an illusion of love and hate for Ramadan. How could this be possible? She, Dabao, had never even seen what Ramadan looked like, but now she actually had love for him. What an international joke.

"Dabao, come and have some porridge. I made it myself. Chicken shreds porridge, skimmed."

Xiaobao came in with a tray.

"You didn't knock on the door. What if I change clothes?"

"You have a fever, how can you change clothes? Besides, you can hear my footsteps. You already know when I go upstairs. What's more, I have to walk to your place."

What Xiaobao said was indeed right, because it was always like this, but Dabao just now didn't think about anything. She was thinking about her and Ramadan. But she was too lazy to argue with Xiaobao about this. She looked at the chicken porridge on the table and said:

"I'll go change clothes first. I have something to tell you."

After Dabao said that, he kicked Xiaobao. Xiaobao touched his nose and walked out the door to wait outside.

The recommended container here is not a bathroom, so whether you want to change clothes or go to the toilet, you have to go outside.

Dabao let Xiaobao in after he had packed up. When he saw her sitting there eating porridge, he knew that her cold must have healed. He was afraid that she would have a fever again at night.

"What's wrong with you these days? You have a fever every night and you have lost a lot of weight."

"I just want to tell you about this. Let's change rooms tonight."

Xiaobao was stunned. Why do we need to change rooms for no reason?

"Why do we need to change rooms?"

"I think my fever is a bit strange, and there is another thing. I dream about a person every night."

When Xiaobao heard Dabao say this, he knew that Dabao must have dreamed about that Ramadan.

"Do you even remember what happened in your dream?"

"Yes, isn't it strange? I couldn't dream of anything when I had a fever before, but now I dream of many things, as if I had experienced them myself, or even yesterday."

"Pack up your things, don't eat anymore, go downstairs to eat, we'll change rooms immediately, I want to see who is causing trouble, that Ye Xie hasn't appeared since that day, that Deng Liu squats at the gate of our base every day waiting for people, it seems that this matter is related to Ye Xie nine out of ten times."

"Well, let's go, but the porridge today is well cooked, but not as delicious as my mother's."

"Dabao, I made chicken porridge for you, come and try it, you need to eat something to have strength when you are sick."

The two were about to go out, but they saw Fang Zhou also walking in with a tray.

Dabao and Xiaobao looked at each other and smiled at the same time:

"Aunt Fang, thank you, we'll take it downstairs to eat, I just want to breathe some fresh air."

Shen Xiaoxiao saw that her daughter seemed to be in good spirits, knew that her fever had subsided, and nodded with relief:

"Okay, then I'll take it down, you two siblings come slowly."

After Shen Xiaoxiao went downstairs, Dabao and Xiaobao said at the same time:

"Did you see it?"

"Hahahaha, mom's look is so funny, but dad and mom look like they are arguing, otherwise how could dad let mom show her presence in front of us every day, appear in front of us, and be discovered by us."

The two laughed happily. Every time they saw mom pretending to be a stranger, they found it funny. And one more thing, the taste of mom's porridge is very special. A few days ago, when she was sick, every time she wanted to eat porridge, she would make sure there was a bowl of chicken porridge at the bedside. How could children not recognize their own mother?

Look at the way mom looks at them every time, so gentle that tears are about to come out.

"I guess Dad doesn't want Mom to reveal her identity."

"But I think it's probably related to what happened last time when we were in the mass grave. Did Mom feel that Dad didn't save you at that time, so she was angry?"

Dabao's words are not unreasonable, but she thought about it and said:

"I was worried at that time, too. Sometimes when you are too anxious and worried, you will ignore a lot of things. For example, I forgot that you can enter and leave hell freely at that time. I think Mom must be the same as me."

"So, men are calmer at critical moments, but Dad is probably too calm, so Mom is uncomfortable, but Mom is Mom, she is always so good to us, and Dad only pays special attention to Mom."

"You are so sour, be careful if Dad finds out, you will be beaten again."

"I'm stupid. I'll let Dad know. Okay, let's go so Mom doesn't have to wait too long."

The two kids have revealed the truth, isn't it? Shen Xiaoxiao doesn't like what Yan Kuan does these days.

When Xiaobao brought the porridge downstairs, Yan Kuan was waiting for her at the stairs. When he saw that the porridge was brought down intact, he thought something was wrong with the child and asked immediately:

"Is Dabao still having a fever? Why didn't she eat?"

Shen Xiaoxiao glared at Yan Kuan and said:

"You know to care about your daughter now? Why didn't I see you care about her before?"

Okay, Shen Xiaoxiao admitted that she was nitpicking, but now she just didn't like Yan Kuan. She just wanted to make Yan Kuan uncomfortable. If he was uncomfortable, she would be comfortable.

As expected, Yan Kuan looked at Shen Xiaoxiao with great grievance. He was always superior and even indifferent to others and his own children, but he really had no way to deal with Shen Xiaoxiao.

"I do care, but didn't you say that my daughter is grown up and has privacy?"

Dare to refute?

"Having privacy doesn't mean you can't even look at her, stop making excuses."

"I'll take it, honey, be careful your hands will get sore."

Yan Kuan took the tray very servilely. Don't think that she will feel that Yan Kuan can forgive him.

"Can you give half of your kindness to me to the children?"

Shen Xiaoxiao's words made Yan Kuan feel very uncomfortable. He would not lie to Shen Xiaoxiao, so he said to Shen Xiaoxiao very calmly and directly:

"Xiaoxiao, I don't want to lie to you, I can't, I can never give a little of my heart to others, the children have a place in my heart, but they can never surpass you, without you there would be no children, you are the most important one in my heart, and the children, they are our descendants, I will be good to them, but I can never be half as good to them as you are!"