Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

Seeing that Shi Yan was confused by what she had done, Fu Jin stopped teasing her, started the car again and went back to the Little White House.

When the two entered the room, the Fu family had already gotten up and were packing their things, and it looked like they were about to go out.

"Ajin, you're back. It turns out Xiaohua went out with you. Your brother was so worried. He thought Xiaohua left without saying a word."

When Mrs. Fu saw the two people enter the room, her slightly frowned brows finally relaxed.

"Your father and I are going to accompany the old man and the old lady to visit their comrades. There are only three of you at home today. You and Ajin are the older brothers. Take good care of Xiaohua."

While Fu Jin was tripped by Fu's mother, Shi Yan wanted to sneak back into the house, but she bumped into Fu Sheng who came after hearing the noise.

"Xiaohua, where have you been? Why didn't you tell me? Is there anything wrong? Am I too busy recently to spend time with you?"

Fu Sheng pulled him upstairs, as if he wanted to check it himself.

"Click" the sound of the door locking.

After the two of them entered the bedroom and locked the door, Fu Sheng, who had been a little emotional, calmed down.

"Xiaohua, I'm sorry. I haven't taken your feelings into consideration recently. I promised to take care of you, but I went out every day, saying I was going out to meet friends. In fact, many parties were optional."

"I broke my promise. I will stay at home with you for the next period of time. If you feel uncomfortable or sad, you can tell me."

Fu Sheng's expression was very sincere. He held Shi Yan's shoulders with both hands and stared at Shi Yan closely, wanting Shi Yan to believe what he said.

Shi Yan first patted Fu Sheng's arm gently twice, indicating that she had something to say, then pointed to her throat and made a few gestures.

"Xiaohua, do you mean that there's nothing wrong with your throat? Is that what I thought?"

Shi Yan nodded.

Looking at the little girl with a faint smile on her face and light in her eyes, Fu Sheng unconsciously reached out and pulled her into his arms, patting Shi Yan's back gently. He felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart. If possible, he wanted to hold the little girl like this forever.

"Knock knock knock, knock knock knock" the regular knocking sound on the door pulled Fu Sheng out of that strange mood.

"Xiaohua, it should be the eldest brother. I'll go open the door."

Fu Sheng opened the door and it was indeed Fu Jin outside.

"If you have anything to say, please go downstairs and talk. I just happen to have something to say." Fu Jin spoke first.

"it is good."

The three of them were sitting in the living room. Fu Jin and Fu Sheng both had serious expressions, while Shi Yan was sitting quietly alone.

After serving tea to everyone, Aunt Li hid back in the kitchen, leaving the space to the three young people.

"I took her to the hospital today to check her throat. The doctor found that there was nothing wrong with her vocal cords. She should be able to speak normally."

Having said that, Fu Jin first glanced at Shi Yan, then moved the plate of pastries on the table that was a little far away from the little girl towards Shi Yan before continuing.

"She tried it today and was able to make a sound, but she's not very proficient in it. She needs more practice."

At this time, Shi Yan was already enjoying the delicious pastries in front of her. After hearing Fu Jin say that she had tried to make a sound, she coughed uncomfortably.

After all, my throat can make sounds today thanks to someone's special technique.