SFS Chapter 1028 Stubborn Dad
Chapter 1028 Stubborn Dad
"Don't stare, just do your job."
The voice over there was still lazy.
This trick of luring someone into a trap was learned from Zhuang Zhou. It's called an eye for an eye. Are you playing with this gangster?
I’ll kill you!
Shi Zhenlin placed Jin Xi under house arrest. Of course, he still provided him with good food and drink, but he was just temporarily isolated from the outside world.
The police found out the address, which was on an island in the Pacific Ocean. After locating it, they immediately dispatched people to rescue him.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's side was dispatched at the same time, and Shi Zhenlin's two helicopters were put to use.
But when everyone rushed to the island, the people had already left.
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at the empty house and captured the natives on the island for interrogation.
"Where did the person who lived in this room yesterday go?"
The native shook his head. "He left in the early hours of the morning. We don't know where he went."
The people who were arrested were a little panicked. Judging from their attire, they didn't look like gangsters, but they weren't good people either. They answered every question, but even so, they couldn't provide any extra information.
There was no doubt that Qian Ziang knew the news of their arrival earlier. Zhuang Zhoucheng stood beside the plane with a sullen face. Following him were the brothers Suo He, Zai An and Zai Ren. The others were all in the capital.
"Master Zhuang San, what should we do now?" Suo He asked in a low voice.
"Go back to the capital." Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a deep voice.
The news that Mrs. Zhuang San was abducted was completely blocked, and the police were conducting an intensive investigation.
When Zhuang Zhoucheng returned to the capital, it was already dawn.
The villa called and the little lady kept crying. It was not until the morning that she was found to have a fever and cough.
Zhuang Zhoucheng got off the plane and immediately rushed back to the Zhuang family. Guomu had already arrived. Seeing the gentleman coming back, he immediately said:
"It's not a big problem, just a little lung heat, just take some medicine."
Zhuang Zhoucheng nodded, took the child from the nurse, held her in his arms and walked away with a distressed look on his face. She was so young and yet she was already sick. His heart was torn. He gently put his face against his daughter's little face and kissed her face non-stop.
"Qiqi, please don't cry, okay? Daddy is back, don't cry, baby..."
The nurse murmured, "Maybe the little lady is hungry. She didn't eat much when she woke up last night and kept crying."
Zhuang Zhoucheng carried his daughter downstairs, followed by Guomu. Guomu stood by the kitchen and said:
"Master, after feeding the young lady something, she needs to take some medicine. The condition is not serious and she will be fine after taking two doses. Also, the young lady's room is too hot and stuffy. In the summer, it's okay to turn on the air conditioner and adjust the temperature. The mattress on the bed is too thick and it will easily get hot and cause problems."
Although the child’s room is ventilated and bright, it is a hot day and the temperature outside is very high. Even adults can’t stand it, so how can the child bear it?
It is good to breathe natural air, just go out for a walk in the morning and evening.
Air conditioning is unhealthy, but throwing children into a heater is not good either, right?
It’s so hot today, are you still afraid that the child will catch a cold?
Zhuang Zhoucheng listened without saying anything. The nurse came into the kitchen from behind and whispered:
"Third Master, let me hold the child."
It was inconvenient to hold the child in one hand and cook with the other. The nurse carried the child out of the kitchen, while Zhuang Zhoucheng was cooking porridge in the kitchen.
Guo Muna spoke again, "Master, the young lady can eat some other complementary foods. You can chop fresh meat into minced meat and make meatballs. You can eat them. You can also gradually feed her some fruits, vegetables, and meat."
You can eat a little bit of everything now, and you won’t cry out of hunger if you don’t drink rice soup, right?
Who wouldn’t feel sorry for a child that young?
Zhuang Zhoucheng was cooking porridge while taking out some fresh meat and chopping it up. Although he didn't say a word, he humbled himself and listened to the doctor's advice.
The aunt in the kitchen immediately said:
"Third Master, let me make the meatballs. You go and have a rest and spend more time with the young lady."
Zhuang Zhoucheng washed his hands, stood aside for a moment, and walked out of the kitchen.
Guomu reminded us not to add any strong flavors, as the little one might not be able to accept the taste of salt. The child has some lung heat, so it’s better to use something light.
Zhuang Zhoucheng heard the bell ringing, strode into the living room, picked up Xiao Shiqi from the walker, and said with a gloomy face:
"The young lady is still too young, so don't put it in there often in the future."
The baby's bones are still soft after more than four months. How can he be kept in a walker for a long time?
The caregiver was stunned. Everyone's children are starting to learn to walk at this time. If they haven't started learning to walk at four months, then when will they be able to walk?
Other people’s six-month-old children can use a walker, but now it’s too late for children to roll over at the age of three, sit up at the age of six, and crawl at the age of eight.
The caregivers here are nannies who have been caring for many years and are all experienced.
But no matter what she did, she couldn't conflict with the master. She had to do whatever the master said. Children from wealthy families were naturally more pampered than those from other families.
The kitchen brought out the cooked porridge and called out:
"Third Master, the porridge is ready. The meatballs will be ready in ten minutes."
Zhuang Zhoucheng carried his daughter to the restaurant. Little Seventeen was probably tired of crying, and now she was very quiet in her father's arms. Her chubby hands were shaking, and she wanted to grab the bowl. Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed the bowl forward and whispered:
"It's hot, can I wait a while?"
Guo Mu placed the medicine that was brought over on the table. Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned:
"Take it aside, don't scare her and refuse to eat."
"……Yes."
Guomu walked towards the hall with the medicine. The child was so young, how could she know what medicine was?
Xiao Shiqi would still move violently after eating a little. He thought the taste was not right and he didn't like it. He kept arching his body upwards and was unwilling to eat.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was reluctant to force the child, as he refused to eat and could not be forced to eat. He waited for the meatballs to come out, cooled down, crushed them, and fed them with soup.
She vomited the whole thing after being fed, and couldn't taste the food. I don't know where her uncles got the food from when she was on the island, but they secretly stuffed a lot of messy things into her mouth. She was fine after eating it, but she couldn't eat it at home.
The nurse cleaned up the table and the floor quickly. Zhuang Zhoucheng walked back and forth with the child in his arms, coaxing him in a low voice.
"Baby, what do you want, huh? Can't you just eat something else while Mommy's away?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng was so worried that his head was broken. Guomu suddenly appeared like a ghost and said lightly:
"How about borrowing some breast milk to hold on for now?"
The child can't not eat, right?
"Where can I borrow it?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't understand what it meant for a moment.
The nurse interrupted, "I know quite a few breastfeeding women. Otherwise, I'll go out right now..."
"Need not!"
Zhuang Zhoucheng flatly refused. How could his daughter drink another man's breast milk?
Who knows if the other person is sick or if there is any disease hidden in the breast milk?
"……Yes."
The caregiver's enthusiasm was completely dampened by the male owner today.
I have been working in this house for almost half a year, but I can never guess what the man of the house is thinking, let alone understand his actions and decisions.