Group pet farm small milk bag

Chapter 164 After all, your Abao was picked up
The old patriarch has a grandson who is younger than Abao, not quite three years old.This morning, the old patriarch and his family discovered that their grandson had a fever.

But the heavy snow had blocked all the roads in the village. They had some herbs at home, but they were of no use. After all the hard work, the child became more and more feverish.

Thinking that Zhao Heng's family had previously made money by digging herbs in the mountains and selling them, the old patriarch took his son and shoveled the snow all the way to the door of the Zhao family.

When the old patriarch saw Zhao Heng opening the door, he immediately told Zhao Heng what had happened. Zhao Heng lowered his head and glanced at his son who was being held in the arms of the old patriarch. As expected, his face was already burning red.

"Did you kick the quilt off at night?" Wang Chunniang followed behind and asked the old patriarch as she walked.

The old patriarch was so anxious that he could not speak. He trembled his lips, and tried his best to keep up with Zhao Heng and his wife with his not very good legs. He followed behind and muttered in a low voice: "Three generations of our family have been passed down alone. That's it." We must not let anything happen to our little grandson. If anything happens, our family will be cut off..."

Abao, who was dressed like a round ball, followed the old patriarch. When she heard the old patriarch murmuring, she raised her voice curiously and asked Zhao Heng: "Dad, why did the incense burner stop?"

The next second, Abao's mouth was covered by Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan directly picked up the fat little guy and carried him to a small chair beside him to sit down.

Wang Chunniang and the old patriarch asked them to hold the still feverish child on the hot kang.The old patriarch was still talking, and his forehead was sweating.

"We still have some medicine at home, but they are just for A Bao, who also has cold." Before Wang Chunniang could speak, Zhao Heng spoke first.

Sitting on the small bench, Abao's eyes widened in confusion as Zhao Xuan covered his mouth.

She is doing well!I didn’t get cold!
The old patriarch looked at Abao, who was being held by Zhao Xuan, and saw that the little guy's face was flushed, and he looked... indeed like he was having a fever.

"This...A'bao father...our little grandson...is the only boy in our family after all!" Even at this time, the old patriarch still muttered, indicating that this little grandson is the only male offspring in their family. .

"Can you help us first! Female dolls are not that delicate!" At the critical moment, the words and deeds of the old patriarch still revealed his preference for boys over girls.

Zhao Heng shook his head. He only mixed a small amount of herbs and handed them to the old patriarch: "I can only mix so much for you."

"Although A'Bao is a girl, in our family, it is more valuable than a boy, so you should go to other homes and have a look!" Zhao Heng shook his head clearly, even though he knew very well that the so-called A'Bao also had a fever. Even so, A Bao didn't have a fever at all, and he was not desperate to save him. But he was certain that the old patriarch's grandson only had a more severe fever, and it was not something serious that could endanger his life.

The old patriarch didn't expect Zhao Heng to be so straightforward, but when he turned around and thought about it, he had no choice. After all... everyone in the village knew that the Zhao family loved their daughter very much, not to mention that their baby also had a fever... Naturally, they didn't give up on their baby. The reason for rescuing other people's babies.

"But... but your A'bao... was picked up after all."

(End of this chapter)