"It was probably the wind," said Mu Wansheng.
"Turn on the electric blanket. You don't seem too well."
"Alright."
"Are you… still going to your brother's place in the afternoon?"
"Nah, it's cold and it's pouring."
A frown creased Mu Wansheng's forehead. What do I do now?
He would stay at home all day if he wasn't going out.
Doesn't that mean that Shixin will have to stay under the bed for the entire day?
"Mianmian, do you want to take a nap?"
"No, Mommy, I'm not tired at all. I just woke up a while ago. I don't want to sleep."
"…"
Mu Wansheng decided to not to say anything else.
Tang Yucheng lay down on the bed as well, for he had nothing else to do anyway.
Mu Wansheng was filled with anxiety.
Time passed by bit by bit.
When noontime arrived, Tang Yucheng proceeded to prepare lunch while Tang Mianmian dozed off.
