House Dad's Literary Life

Chapter 231 – Xin’er Is Sick

The weather in Jiangcheng has become colder. A few days ago, the highest temperature had reached 30 degrees, but after a cool and continuous drizzle, the temperature suddenly dropped. Especially at night, Yang Yi, who lived by the Grand Canal, could feel the chill in the wind blowing on the balcony.

Using the 24 solar terms to analyze, it was now past the period of Cold Dew but not yet Frost Descent. The weather was getting cooler without the presence of winter. However, this fluctuating and unpredictable temperature was a nightmare for parents. 1

Although Mo Fei went back to record songs and had MV shoots scheduled, she still worried about her daughter in her heart. Because Yang Yi, that careless guy, didn’t understand anything. She, as a mother, knew that apart from the spring season, this time of the year was when Xixi was most prone to getting sick.

So almost every night, she would call Yang Yi to remind him to take good care of Xixi: “Regardless of whether it’s hot or not, Xixi must wear an extra piece of clothing. And after she takes a shower at night, don’t let her bounce around on the bed naked. It’s best for her to wear her pajamas before coming out of the bathroom.”

In fact, not only did Mo Fei remind Yang Yi, but when Yang Yi picked up Xixi from kindergarten, Teacher Mu also instructed him to pay attention to the child’s physical condition and if there were any abnormal symptoms, he should promptly seek medical treatment and communicate with the kindergarten.

Perhaps it was because Xixi practiced swordplay with her father every morning and kept up with exercise, Xixi’s physical fitness was still good. After a few days, the little girl was still lively and energetic, which allowed Yang Yi’s heart to relax a little.

However, some of Xixi’s little friends still get sick.

Today, when Yang Yi picked up Xixi and the little girl sat on the child seat in the back seat, she said to her father glumly, “Papa, Xin’er didn’t come to kindergarten today!”

“Why?” Yang Yi asked curiously.

“I don’t know, but Chen Shiyun said Xin’er is sick. Her Mama said so,” Xixi said.

Yang Yi understood. It must be that Lan Xin got sick and went to the hospital, which happened to be the hospital where Chen Shiyun’s mother, who was a nurse, worked.

“Then, Xixi, you also need to be careful. When you sleep at night, Papa will cover you with a blanket, so don’t kick it off.” Yang Yi smiled and said, “Look, yesterday someone didn’t come, and today Xin’er is sick. They probably didn’t listen and caught a cold.”

Xixi didn’t understand the latter part, but she didn’t want to say this to her father either. The little girl pouted her lips slightly and said, “But, Papa, I miss Xin’er. Will she not come back?”

Cough! What does it mean not to come back? It really is a case of childish innocence… fortunately, there’s no one else in the car.

Yang Yi smiled wryly and said to Xixi, “Xixi, how can you say that? You shouldn’t use the phrase ‘not come back’ so casually.”

“Why?” The innocent little girl looked at her father with her two big eyes, puzzled.

“Because…” Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit at a loss for words. He could not think of a good reason, so he could only tell his daughter the truth, “Because if someone doesn’t come back, in certain contexts, such as the one you just mentioned, in the context of Xin’er being sick, it means that someone might have passed away.”

Xixi didn’t fully understand her father’s lengthy explanation. She couldn’t understand the concept of context and its meaning.

At first, she was rebuking herself, but the little girl frightened herself. She seemed to believe that Lan Xin was really nearing the end of her life. Her mouth pouted, and her eyes turned red.

“Papa didn’t mean that you meant it. Papa just hopes you’ll be more careful with your words in the future and not cause misunderstandings”. Yang Yi was driving and hadn’t noticed, but after a while, he heard the little girl in the back seat sobbing softly.

“Oh, why are you crying?” Yang Yi saw the pitiful look of the little girl wiping her tears in the rearview mirror and quickly found a safe place to pull over the car.

Amidst her father’s inquiry and comforting, Xixi choked up and said, “Papa, I’m afraid…”

“What are you afraid of?” Yang Yi asked, puzzled.

The little girl’s skin was naturally fair, and when she cried, her eyes, nose, and mouth all seemed to have been stained with rouge, creating a sharp contrast with her fair skin, which was both adorable and pitiful. 2

“I’m afraid Xin’er will die,” she said

“No, Xin’er is just sick, a minor illness. When she gets better, she’ll come back to the kindergarten soon. Xixi, don’t think too much about it. Moreover, what you said earlier was just unintentional words, not true,” Yang Yi quickly comforted.

“But I miss Xin’er,” Xixi sniffled and said with a grievance.

She was really worried about Lan Xin!

“Okay, wait a moment,” Yang Yi thought for a moment. He took out his phone to call Lan Xin’s father.

After a while, Yang Yi hung up the phone and smiled at Xixi’s expectant eyes, saying, “Alright, Papa asked clearly. Xin’er had a slight fever yesterday, so she went to the hospital for an injection last night. It’s not a cold. Currently, Xin’er is still resting at home, and she might need another day of rest tomorrow. But do you want to visit Xin’er? Papa can take you there after dinner.”

Xixi nodded happily and said, “Yes, I want to. I want to go to Xin’er’s house. I miss Xin’er so much.”

It was settled like this. Yang Yi made an arrangement with Lan Zhoukai, and fortunately, Lan Zhoukai had no business trips. With his daughter being sick, he, a big boss, was worried and put work aside to accompany his daughter.

At around seven o’clock in the evening, Yang Yi drove with Xixi to the large villa of the Lan family.

“Big Brother Lan, your villa is truly luxurious,” Yang Yi couldn’t help but sigh. No wonder he was a real estate tycoon.

“It’s not bad, right? Haha, next time when these children gather, they can come to my house to play. I dare not say anything else, but I have plenty of snacks in my house,” Lan Zhoukai laughed and welcomed Yang Yi and Xixi inside.

“Xin’er!” Xixi happily called out when she saw Lan Xin sitting on the big sofa eating snacks and watching TV.

“Xixi!” Lan Xin quickly turned around when she heard the voice. Seeing Xixi, she also jumped down excitedly, and the two little girls hugged each other tightly.

Lan Zhoukai was afraid that Yang Yi would be worried, so he smiled and said, “Xin’er is almost fine, and it wasn’t a fever caused by a virus, so you don’t have to worry about contagion. I asked her mother to request an extra day off from the kindergarten for her, to ensure she fully recovers and doesn’t catch a cold outside.”

“Xin’er, you scared me! I was so worried about you!” Xixi hugged Lan Xin and said with a pout.

“Hehe! I don’t know either. I felt really uncomfortable and sleepy today.” Lan Xin giggled and pulled Xixi to sit down together. The two little girls sat side by side, just like best friends.

“Are you feeling better now?” Xixi asked with concern.

Lan Xin took out her snacks and ate them with Xixi. She mumbled and said, “I’m fine now, I went to see the doctor yesterday, and the injection hurt so much!”

“Ah?” Xixi heard the word “injection” and remembered the cold shining needle tip when she was making stuffed dolls with her parents.

“Look!” Lan Xin extended her left hand, turned it over, and pointed to a needle mark on the back of her hand, and said, “It’s here, it hurt so much!”

Xixi carefully held Lan Xin’s left hand and couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. “Did it really hurt a lot?”

“It hurt a lot! I even cried!” Lan Xin proudly shared her embarrassing story, as if she were a little hero. “But then I fell asleep, and it didn’t hurt anymore.”

“Mhm, mhm.” Xixi still looked a bit afraid.

After visiting Lan Xin, Xixi’s mood has finally improved quite a bit. However, after this experience, she will have a lot to talk about with her little friends tomorrow.