Chapter 1257 (1/2)

Although Luo Yi is a girl, she is interested in these things.

She really wanted to see if the young man was really treating people?

At more than six in the evening, Zhao Chuang called him to have dinner.

Luo Yiyi didn't follow her, but she wanted to see how Xiao Chen treated the child?

When Xiao Chen returned to Zhao's house, now Zhao Chuang and his wife, Zhao Chuang's old uncle and his family are here. Because Zhao Chuang and his wife rarely come back for vacation, the old uncle's house is still very hospitable.

However, it was the crying of the baby that made everyone a little upset.

”Uncle Zhao, when do children cry?”

”Dr. Xiao, the child cries after twelve o'clock.”

After twelve?

This makes Xiao Chen feel even more strange.

After dinner, it was already more than 8:00 p.m. and it was still early. When he used to look after the children, the children were still drinking milk there. It seemed nothing.

Xiao Chen also bought these for the child's pulse. He even looked at his whole body with perspective eyes and found no problems.

Xiao Chen came out of the child's room and went outside. Mr. and Mrs. Zhao Chuang and the Zhao family were chatting in the yard.

”Several decades ago, Zhaojia village lived in those old houses. It was very lively at night. However, the excitement is very lively, but there are many strange things. ”

Like these big families or old houses with many people, there are always those strange things.

From childhood to childhood, Zhao Chuang's favorite is to listen to those old people tell those ghost stories.

Until more than ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Chuang and his wife drove back to the home stay in the town and rested first.

Before he got on the bus, he looked at Xiao Chen and said, ”if there's anything, call me?”

From the time Xiao Chen pulled his eldest daughter back from the God of death, Zhao Chuang knew that Xiao Chen must be a young man. Later, he learned from Wanbo that the boy really saved the Wanbo family.

”Uncle Zhao, don't worry. I'll let you know what's wrong.”

After Zhao Chuang and his wife drove away, Xiao Chen returned to Zhao's house.

Now in September, Jiangnan province is still relatively hot, but here, I feel the cool wind at night is very comfortable.

When Xiao Chen came back, many of Zhao Chuang's old uncle's family had a rest first. Otherwise, when the children cried, they would all be awakened.

Xiao Chen's room has been arranged, that is, the room for rest in the afternoon.

However, now he has to wait for the child to cry. He has to find out before he has a rest.

Xiao Chen's cell phone suddenly remembered that it was Luo Yiyi.

”Xiao Chen, how's it going?”

”The child hasn't cried yet.”

”When will you cry?”

”It's past twelve.”

”I'll finish the manuscript first and come and have a look later.”

Roy's home stay is not far from here, about ten minutes away.

Time passed quietly. It was quiet outside.

There was hardly any sound except the sound of some insects.

However, Xiao Chen always felt that the sound was terrible.

”Wow, wow!” The cry came directly from the child's room. Many lights in Uncle Zhao's house lit up because of the cry.

Xiao Chen took his things and went to the child's room.

Now the children's parents are here.

”Dr. Xiao, look, the baby is crying again.”