At this moment, the air suddenly became quiet.
Xiao Ran looked at his sister, sister looked at big brother, big brother indicated he didn't want to interfere.
"Bro, the weather's changed!" Jiang Ming'an glanced at the edge of his clothes pinched by slender fingers, finding it a bit funny. It was a roundabout way of asking for his help.
Oh well, for the sake of his sister, he would put up with it this once.
"Jinlan—Jinlan," looking at the person sprawled on the bed, Jiang Ming'an got even more furious, but hearing the near-wailing sobs of this man, he felt completely uneasy.
On the leaky window, one big and one small head were leaning on it.
If you got closer, you could hear them whispering to each other.
"Sis, I really envy dad!"
Jiang Mingyue observed that although big brother looked disdainful, he rolled up his sleeves to wipe their uncle's face with a warm towel, took off his outer clothes and shoes, and covered him with a blanket with a series of seamless actions.
