Chapter 316 - Thank You For Everything (1/2)
A few days later, at the Zhu villa.
”*Cough cough*”
Chyou anxiously looked at her father and felt saddened to see her father sick. ”Dada is coughing a lot.”
Xiaosi looked slightly pale as he smiled. ”I am fine, dear.”
”No, you are not,” Caihong stepped in, bringing a bowl of warm ginger soup. She narrowed her eyes. ”If you had dried yourself after playing with Chyou in the bath last night, then you wouldn't have caught a cold.”
Xiaosi averted his eyes. ”I was just a little wet…”
She squinted her gaze. ”Yet you are coughing right now, aren't you?”
He mumbled something to himself but couldn't retort anything.
”I am sorry.”
”You better be.”
She sat beside him. ”Drink this soup now. You will feel better.”
She touched his forehead and pursed her lips. ”You have a bit of fever.”
Chyou was on the verge of crying. ”Dada sick because of me.”
”No, no!” They quickly said. Caihong took her in her lap and patted her head. ”It's not your fault. It's okay to play in the water, but your Dada was irresponsible and didn't properly dry himself up. So he got sick.”
Chyou puckered her lips and puffed her cheeks as she glared at him. ”Dada is bad. You should have listened to Mama!”
Xiaosi felt helpless. ”Mother-daughter is ganging up against me…”
Caihong snorted. She put Chyou down and said. ”Chyou. Go in your room and play. We don't want you to catch Dada's cold.”
Xiaosi seriously nodded.
”I want to be with Dada…” she sadly pouted.
Xiaosi chuckled. ”You will be when I get all better. Then we will play a lot.”
As she left, Caihong said, ”Drink the soup now.”
Xiaosi looked at the soup that had an ugly color. ”It doesn't look tasty.”
”Medicines aren't supposed to be tasty. Don't complain and drink up. You should have nothing to say when you brought this cold upon yourself,” she sternly said.
Xiaosi stiffened. ”Caihong. Have you ever thought of becoming a teacher?”
”No. Why?”
”Or maybe you must have been a teacher in your past life.”
”Why?”
”Because you are scolding me like I am a child.”
”Aren't you after how you got sick?”
”...”
Xiaosi insisted. ”This soup seems really bitter.”
Caihong said, ”I only care about the effects, not the taste.”
”But I have to drink it.”
”Blame yourself for not drying up properly.”
His mouth twitched. Then he peeked at her and fiddled with his fingers. ”Caihong. Will you feed me?”
She blinked her eyes.