After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

"Tang Xiaoyou, what are you doing?"

It was already noon, but Liu Qingquan, who was lying on the bed, showed no signs of waking up. Grandma touched his forehead considerately with the back of her hand, and found that his temperature had returned to normal, but he did not respond no matter how she called him.

Following her grandmother's instructions, Xiaoyou went to the kitchen to cook porridge. Soon, she came with a big bowl of porridge, kicked the door open, and shouted, "Grandma, grandma..." But instead of receiving her grandmother's praise, she rolled her eyes and looked disgusted.

"Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, I've told you so many times to be more careful and not to be so clumsy. Look at you, I asked you to cook so much porridge, but you didn't cook so much. Now you have such a big bowl. When can you eat it?"

Tang Xiaoyou lowered his head, not convinced but unable to refute, and listened quietly to his grandmother's criticism. Grandma focused her eyes on the thick porridge again, and thought that the amount of rice used in this porridge was several times more than usual, and she couldn't help but feel distressed: "Also, why did you use so much rice when I asked you to cook porridge? Use less rice and more water. Besides, he can't drink it if it's so thick, what's the point?"

Tang Xiaoyou was at a loss for a moment as he held the bowl. He looked at his grandmother aggrievedly and defended himself, "I really don't know how to cook. Grandma, don't be angry. I will definitely learn it next time, okay? If he can't eat, then you can eat it. Eat more so you have the strength to teach me."

Grandma looked at her helplessly, and could only secretly blame herself for protecting her too much before, which made her know nothing about kitchen chores. Fortunately, she admitted her mistakes with a good attitude, and she still had time to teach her. Grandma glared at her, scooped out two spoonfuls of porridge that Tang Xiaoyou handed over and put them in another bowl, and covered the rest again.

"Feed this to him when he wakes up," Grandma pointed at Liu Qingquan on the bed, picked up the extra portion and murmured to herself, "Add more water to the remaining portion and cook it tonight. Add some vegetables and it will be dinner."

"Oh," Xiaoyou answered dejectedly, and then hugged her grandmother's arm and acted coquettishly, "Grandma, I really didn't mean to cause trouble for you. It was because this kid kept squatting at our door and howling that I taught him a lesson. I was reckless, can you forgive me? Please! Please..."

It was rare to see the grumpy Xiaoyou acting like a spoiled child, and the scene was somewhat funny. Liu Qingquan, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but let out a faint laugh. Although she immediately stopped laughing, Xiaoyou still noticed it keenly. She realized that the boy might have woken up a long time ago and was waiting to laugh at her. So she immediately stood up straight, put on a shrewd and capable look, pushed her grandmother out of the room, patted her chest and assured: "Grandma, you should go and have a rest, and leave the things here to me. Don't worry, I will take good care of you."

As the door closed, Liu Qingquan closed his eyes tightly and clenched the washed-white sheets tightly with both hands. Although he knew that he was in danger, he still prayed silently for good luck in his heart.

Tang Xiaoyou's footsteps became so terrifying in his ears. She slowly walked to the bed, touched his finger with the tip of her index finger, and gently stroked the back of his hand and arm. Liu Qingquan's hair immediately stood up, and goose bumps appeared all over his body. This feeling was better than giving him a quick death.

Suddenly Tang Xiaoyou pulled the warm blanket aside, grabbed his arm and twisted it backwards. In order to make himself feel better, Liu Qingquan could only turn over and lie on his stomach. At this time, Xiaoyou quickly saw the opportunity and immediately rode on his back. His limbs were already weak, and he was restrained and unable to move. He shouted the first sentence: "Tang Xiaoyou, what are you doing?"

Xiaoyou put more strength on his hands and questioned, "What am I doing? I wanted to ask you what you are doing. You woke up a long time ago but are still pretending to be asleep. Is it fun to tease us?"

"Who's pretending to be asleep? I'm not awake. No, I mean I just woke up not long ago." But now, no matter when he woke up, the eavesdropping on the joke has come true, and he has no way to defend himself.

"Did I wrongly accuse you? Tell me the truth, what do you want to do?"

The two of them were on edge, and it seemed that they were about to have a grudge. However, Liu Qingquan's most important creed for survival was: People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Now whatever he said would sound like quibbling, but victory was not his goal, survival was.

Liu Qingquan used a self-torture tactic. He lay on the bed without struggling or explaining, but sobbed quietly. Seeing this, Xiaoyou, who was originally ready to fight to the death, panicked a little, and immediately bent over and leaned sideways to try to see if he was really crying.

Liu Qingquan stubbornly turned his face to the other side, forcing himself not to make any sound, but his body was shaking involuntarily. Xiaoyou quickly got off him and asked with concern: "Are you really crying?"

"no!"

"You're still saying no, I heard it all. How can a man like you be such a crybaby?"

"What's wrong? Did anyone say that men can't cry?" Liu Qingquan sat up and wiped the tears from his eyes: "Did anyone say that women can't be brave?"

This hit the spot exactly what Xiaoyou wanted. She touched her head and replied shyly, "That's true."

Seeing that she was fooled, Liu Qingquan immediately tried to make peace: "What happened before was all a misunderstanding. Miss Xiaoyou is such a brave girl. Can you be magnanimous and write off the previous misunderstanding?"

Xiaoyou glanced at him, and seeing his sincere attitude, he replied: "Since you said so, let's forget about what happened before. But if you do it again in the future, we will settle both the new and old grudges together."

"Okay then, thank you, Miss Xiaoyou." Liu Qingquan knelt on the bed, pointed his right little finger at her, and said, "Words are not enough."

"Isn't that childish?" Xiaoyou complained, but he still reluctantly stretched out his hand to "stamp" with him, and then said proudly: "From now on, I will be your big brother and you will be my little brother. If anyone bullies you, I will help you! If you need me in the future, just tell me."

Liu Qingquan thought about it and realized that there was indeed something that needed her help, so she quickly called out sweetly, "Thank you, big brother!"

"You're welcome, little brother."

"There is indeed something I need your help with, big brother. I found a job in An Ning Building before, and the manager told me to tell him in advance if I have anything to do and not to be absent without reason. But you see, I really have special circumstances and I haven't been there all morning. Could you please come with me to explain to the manager?"

"Hey, that's it! It's a small matter, let's go." Tang Xiaoyou agreed readily and pulled him to An Ning Building.

Unfortunately, when the two arrived at Anning Building, they did not see the manager. They only saw Liu Qingquan's empty bed and packed luggage thrown aside in the staff dormitory. He helplessly picked up the luggage and held it in his arms. A "colleague" passing by patted his shoulder with pity. It seemed that there was no room for him to turn back.

"I'll help you explain!" Seeing that he was in such a daze, Tang Xiaoyou turned around and went to find the manager.

"Tang Xiaoyou," Liu Qingquan suddenly called her with relief, and said coldly: "No need, if you don't want me here, I will find another place to stay. Let's go." His voice suddenly became so mature that she stood there in a daze.

Liu Qingquan picked up the things on the ground, turned around and walked to her side, freed one hand to grab her wrist, smiled, and said: "Xiaoyou, let's go!"