A car accident, our family of three crossed

Shuisheng was a little afraid of Qingshuang, and when he saw her getting impatient, he didn't dare to talk back.

He looked down at the eager little girl in front of him and said reluctantly: "Then, then you can try it! But if you feel it is too heavy, tell me, don't force it."

"Oh, I see."

Baozhu responded cheerfully. She had just seen Shuisheng practicing how to move the hanging chair on the load-bearing frame, and she already knew what to do.

"Master Shuisheng, look, is this how it is held?"

Before Shuisheng could say anything, she lifted up the hanging chair and aligned the interface between the hanging chair and the load-bearing frame.

"No, this... you you you..."

She lifted up this solid wooden hanging chair, which was twice as big as her body, without any effort.

"What's wrong? Isn't this right?"

"Well, yeah, just hold it like this."

Shuisheng recovered from his shock and was worried that she wouldn't be able to hold on for long, so he quickly increased the speed of his hands.

However, his worries were obviously unnecessary, as the little girl held up the hanging chair steadily from beginning to end, without ever complaining of being tired.

Qingshuang curled the corners of her lips in satisfaction and stopped paying attention to this side.

"Okay, you can let go now."

Shuisheng looked at the orb as if he were some strange creature, looking it up and down, curious about how such great power could be contained in such a small body.

Baozhu didn't know that she was the focus of special attention. After she let go of her hand, she squatted aside, holding her chin and watching Shuisheng make the final reinforcement of the swing.

After Shuisheng had reinforced it, the assembly of the swing frame was completed. With a gentle push, the hanging chair began to swing back and forth.

When the little girl saw this, her eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a light of great desire.

Shuisheng saw the girl's eagerness, so he asked with a smile: "How about it, do you want to go up and sit for a while?"

Baozhu heard this and raised her head after a while. She saw Shuisheng looking at her with a smile. Then she realized that he was asking her, so she quickly stood up and shook her head vigorously.

Of course she wanted to sit on it. No child could refuse a swing, but she knew that it was a toy for the master to play on, and as a servant, she had no right to sit on it.

"It's okay, come on! Don't be shy, just sit on it and give it a try."

Baozhu still shook her head: "No, this is for the master to sit on."

Shuisheng paused when he heard this, feeling a little helpless. This kid is really a well-behaved kid!

After thinking for a while, he came up with an idea and said, "This thing has just been installed, and we don't know if it is sturdy or not! Someone must try sitting on it first before letting the master sit on it! If you don't want to try sitting on it, then I will find someone else."

As he said this, he turned around and pretended to go find someone. This made Baozhu anxious, and she quickly called him, "Master Shuisheng, I, I am willing to try it out for the masters to see if it is strong."

"That's right!" Shuisheng smiled proudly, his trick was successful.

In Baozhu's previous life, he stroked it gently as if it were a treasure, and then sat on it carefully.

"Sit tight."

Shuisheng gave a reminder, then gave a gentle push, and the hanging chair began to sway back and forth with the person sitting on it.

The unprecedented experience made Baozhu forget for a moment her current identity as a slave. She sat on it and laughed happily.

After waking up from a nap, Yangyang curled up in the warm bed, unwilling to get up.

But as he was lying there, he heard some noise outside and could not lie down any longer. He got up, dressed himself and went out. He saw that the swing had been set up in the yard, so he ran over cheering.

"Wow! Brother Shuisheng, you've already done it, that's great."

Yangyang didn't think there was anything wrong with Baozhu sitting on the swing chair at the moment, but he ran up to it and said eagerly that he wanted to sit on it too.

This hanging chair is not small, and it can easily accommodate two adults at the same time, let alone two children.

When Baozhu saw Yangyang running over, she was shocked to realize that she had only tried sitting for a while, but had unknowingly sat there for so long.

She hurriedly used her feet to prop up the ground to stop the swing, then quickly got off the swing, held it steady, and said, "Young Master, come up and sit! I'll help you push it."

"Sister Baozhu, why don't you sit down? Let's sit together! This swing is so big." Yangyang didn't mean to monopolize it, he just wanted to go up and sit together.

Baozhu didn't dare to sit down and kept shaking her head, saying that she didn't want to sit down.

Seeing her say this, Yangyang didn't force her and climbed up using his hands and feet.

After he sat firmly, Baozhu pushed him gently.

Yangyang sat on it, touching here and looking there, and suddenly found that something was missing.

"Brother Shuisheng, where are the Calabash Brothers? You haven't carved the Calabash Brothers for me yet."

"Don't worry, I'll help you carve it tomorrow."

"Yeah! That's more like it." Yangyang sat for a while and said, "Brother Shuisheng, I want to turn it into a bed and sleep on it."

"Okay, okay, stop for now, I'll do it right away."

Shuisheng laid the backrest of the hanging chair flat, and the original shape of the chair suddenly became a small couch.

Yangyang lay down on it and asked Shuisheng to help him start the swing again. The little guy tossed and turned on the small couch, looking very happy.

Song Ning was sitting in the main room, paying attention to the situation in the yard. Seeing that they had been playing for a long time, he shouted to them, "You two, stop playing. It's cold outside. Come inside."

There was a charcoal brazier burning in the house, so it wasn't as cold as outside and it was unbearable.

Yangyang obediently jumped off the swing and ran into the house. Baozhu followed him, and the two of them entered the main room one after the other.

"Come here quickly, it's so cold outside!"

Yang Yang disagreed: "Mom, it's not cold at all."

Song Ning said: "Even if you don't feel cold, you can't stay outside for too long. If you catch a cold and get sick, you will suffer."

The little guy stuck out his tongue guiltily after being scolded and agreed: "Okay! I understand, mother."

When Song Ning saw Baozhu come in, she stood by the door and didn't come over, so she called her, "Baozhu, don't stand so far away, come over here, it's warmer here."

Baozhu hesitated for a moment, then raised her feet and slowly moved inside.

There was hot water in the room, warmed by a stove, with brown sugar and ginger slices in the water.

Song Ning took a cup and poured a glass of water for each of the two children. "You two, each drink a cup of hot water to drive away the cold."

The water was not very hot. Yangyang held the cup and drank it quickly. Then he pushed the cup forward and said, "Mom, I want more."

Song Ning poured him another cup and looked at Baozhu. Seeing that the little girl was holding the cup but not drinking, he smiled and said, "Drink it quickly! Don't let it get cold. There's more here after you finish drinking it."