Chapter 4122: My award

Moreover, everyone in the family has delicious food every day, who wants to eat instant noodles.
However, when Yue Tingfeng left these days, Qing Si always felt that eating nothing was a taste, and the amount of food was small.
I did n’t eat much for dinner today. If Yue listens to the wind, Qing Si ’s concern is gone, her heart is relaxed, and she feels that everything with him is delicious and wants to taste everything.
Qing Si urged Yue to listen to the wind and let him eat quickly, and she also wanted to follow along.
Yue Tingfeng pinched her small face, "Don't worry, just a moment, you are not full at night?"
Qing Si pouted: "when you're not at home, everything you eat doesn't taste good,"
At this moment, Yue Tingfeng wanted to laugh again, as if she had taught Qingsi a meal, she knew that the little girl didn't eat well at home. He raised instant noodles, and the first sip was definitely to feed Qingsi.
But Qing Si didn't open her mouth, her eyes stared straight at her eyes, and the eyes in front of her suddenly turned red. "Brother, all your hands are wounds ..."
When Yue Tingfeng was stunned, Qing Si grabbed Yue Tingfeng's rough hand and asked, "Do you hurt?"
Yue Tingfeng's hand was a bit intolerant now. He had frostbite on his hands when he was in the northwest, and was later thrown into a hot place. Now, frostbite is fine, but almost all the fingers on the back of the hand are small wounds. Some have been scabbed, and some wounds are turned out after washing, revealing the red meat inside, which makes people feel distressed.
Qing Si held the hand so distressed, this was more serious than the last time I saw on New Year's Eve.
The sore hand on the hand almost could not feel the wind, and the wounds were not all minor injuries.
Yue Tingfeng touched Qingsi's small face, "It doesn't hurt, all the small wounds are fine, really."
His hands are rough now, leaving traces on the little white and tender face.
Qingsi sucked her nose. "It's okay, you see it's bleeding, I'll get medicine. "
Yue Tingfeng stopped her quickly: "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt, my brother didn't lie to you. If I hurt, where can I bring this instant noodle? Instant noodles, soaked for a long time. "
Qingsi sat down and said honestly, "Brother, I don't want to eat anymore, you eat quickly."
"Come, take a bite with me."
Qing Si just took a mouthful of noodles, and then urged Yue to listen to the wind and quickly eat.
Yue Tingfeng now eats very fast. With a bowl of instant noodles, three or two mouthfuls are finished.
I ate something, and I felt like I was alive. The things that happened yesterday seemed like a nightmare. Now I'm back at home, lying on a soft bed, surrounded by his most concerned little girl. The room is warm as spring, Yue Tingfeng returned to his trajectory again.
Qing Si lay beside the interviewing female Guofeng and asked him, "Brother, have you been suffering so much these days?"
Yue Tingfeng pinched Qing Si's small face and smiled, "Although it is hard, I think it is worth it."
Yue Tingfeng suddenly thought of something, jumped out of bed, and ran to the bathroom to pick up the torn clothes he was wearing when he returned, and lifted out a golden medal from it.
Yue listened to Fengsong's tone, but fortunately he did not lose it. He handed it to Qing Si: "You see, Qing Si, this is the medal I got this time."
The medal is pure gold, and only the first person can get it.
This is the testimony of Yue Tingfeng's whereabouts, and this is the only gift he can get back to Qing Si.