Chapter 91

Finally, the Sanjiang interview ended. Liu Meng had been looking at the numerous questions from his readers and thinking about how to answer them, which made him feel quite tired. He closed his laptop directly, letting his swollen head rest for a moment. He completely ignored the subsequent reward session and the release of new chapters, believing that Donggua would handle everything well.

After resting for a while, he stood up and stretched his somewhat stiff limbs, then went to the living room to pour a glass of plain water and drink it.

Seeing that Yan Yan's room light was still on, Liu Meng felt very strange. The little girl usually went to bed before eight o'clock. Could she have forgotten to turn off the light?

He walked to her door and seemed to faintly hear the little girl's weak voice. Her behavior over the past two days had been quite strange. The usually lively and capricious little girl had become quiet and reticent, making Liu Meng worry that she might have encountered something unpleasant.

As an uncle, he naturally had to show some concern.

"Yan Yan, are you still awake? Can Uncle come in?" Liu Meng asked softly, afraid of waking her if she was sleeping.

"I'm already asleep..." the little girl replied weakly.

Liu Meng felt even more uneasy. Without thinking, he pushed the door open. Fortunately, the little girl didn't have the habit of locking her door. When he went in, he was startled.

He saw the little girl lying on the bed, her body curled up like a bow, her face pale, and large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead. She looked very painful.

Liu Meng was quite frightened. He hurriedly went to sit by the bed, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked in a deep voice, "Yan Yan, what's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

The little girl clenched her teeth tightly and managed to say after a while, "I'm fine, Uncle, go out quickly!"

Seeing her like this, how could Liu Meng just leave her? Without caring whether she was willing or not, he tried to lift the covers to carry her to the hospital.

The little girl clung to the covers tightly, her capricious temper flaring up again. She insisted, "No! No! I'm fine, no need to go to the hospital, you go out quickly."

Her words were increasingly urgent.

Liu Meng was completely puzzled, but the little girl's behavior made him even more worried. He insisted, "Yan Yan, if you're sick, you should go to the hospital. You can't just grit your teeth and bear it. Come on, let's go to the hospital."

The little girl blushed and didn't speak. Seeing Uncle bend down to pick her up again, she said embarrassedly, "I'm not sick, just have a stomachache. It's something all girls go through."

In fifth grade, the school had already taught health and physiology classes, especially for girls. The little girl naturally understood, and many of her classmates had already experienced it, often discussing it privately.

These past few days, she had felt a sense of oppression and a vague discomfort in her lower abdomen, making her think that her first period might be coming. She was too embarrassed to say it and had been holding it in.

Liu Meng looked at her suspiciously and, after some thought, immediately understood the key issue. He confirmed, "You... have it?"

The little girl was so embarrassed that she nodded, to avoid Uncle trying to carry her again.

This was something Uncle had no experience with, but he knew a bit about how to handle such situations for girls. He comforted the little girl, telling her not to be afraid, that it was a normal physiological phenomenon, and to relax emotionally.

After saying this, he immediately went out to buy the items the girl needed.

At this time, the large supermarkets were already closed, so he had to find a convenience store. Liu Meng remembered there was one at the base of Long Tower and ran over. He successfully bought brown sugar, a small hot water bottle, and daily and night-use sanitary products, then hurried back.

After returning, he immediately boiled some brown sugar water and brought a bowl to the little girl's bedside, coaxing her, "Yan Yan, be a good girl and drink this bowl of brown sugar water. You'll feel better."

Guo Yuting wasn't at home, and the little girl was facing a very important first time in her life. Uncle had to step in and play the role of a health and hygiene teacher.

The little girl seemed to have regained some strength and became capricious again, refusing to drink. Girls at this time are often irritable. After a few attempts to persuade her, it was still no use.

Uncle had to blow on the water and coax her, "Yan Yan, be a good girl. I'll drink a sip, and you drink a sip, okay? Be a good girl."

He drank a sip himself and then handed it to the little girl. She drank it with a pained expression and immediately said, "Too sweet! I don't like sweet things."

Uncle had to comfort her again, promising to give her a particularly fun toy the next day. Only then did the little girl obediently continue drinking the brown sugar water.

Thus, Uncle took a sip, and the little girl took a sip, and they finally finished the warm bowl of brown sugar water.

After drinking, the little girl's face became a bit rosier, and she seemed to feel less uncomfortable. A rare smile appeared on her face, which comforted Uncle greatly.

Liu Meng then filled the hot water bottle and brought the items for girls. He felt a bit embarrassed, handed her the hot water bottle, and instructed, "Put this on your lower abdomen to warm it up. It will make you feel better."

The little girl looked at Uncle with bright eyes, her nose tingling, and thought of her father. When she was sick before, her father would sit by her side and coax her to take her medicine.

But these past few days, she had been afraid, and her father was nowhere to be found. Only Uncle was by her side.

Thinking of this, her eyes turned red, and she sniffled, about to cry. Uncle quickly comforted her, and the little girl finally stopped crying.

Seeing her beautiful eyes still filled with tears, her cute little nose twitching, he wiped away her tears and smiled, "Look, which little girl is as cute as Yan Yan? Why are you crying like a little cat?"

"Hmph, I'm not a little cat!" The little girl looked at Uncle shyly, showing a bashful expression.

"Put it on your lower abdomen, and you'll feel better!" Uncle reminded her. The little girl nodded and obediently did as he said.

Next came the key issue, and Uncle felt a bit embarrassed to bring it up. After some thought, he took out the night-use sanitary product and said, "You need to put this on too!"

The little girl's face turned as red as an apple when she saw it. She had seen her mother and some classmates use it; how could she not know what it was?

The scene was quite awkward for a moment.

Leaving the night-use product, Uncle quickly retreated and said from outside the door, "Put it on, and you can sleep soundly."

The little girl struggled to get up, feeling very embarrassed as she took off her underwear. She saw a lot of blood and felt scared again, her heart pounding. She was really worried that she might die.

She put on a new pair of underwear and tried to attach the night-use product, but she couldn't figure it out, feeling it was wrong. She was so anxious that large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

It was just a psychological effect, combined with her nervousness.

"Yan Yan, are you done?" After about ten minutes, Uncle, standing outside the door, had to ask.

"I don't know how to use it!" the little girl replied with a sob.

Uncle was at a loss. He didn't know how to use it either. Thinking about how to solve the awkward situation, he suddenly remembered to call Donggua. Since Donggua was familiar with the little girl, she could guide her. Thinking of this, he quickly made a call.

But the call didn't go through! After the Sanjiang interview, the entire editorial department of Dianmiao Chinese Network went to celebrate. As the biggest contributor, Donggua was very busy and couldn't see the call.

This method didn't work. Liu Meng immediately thought of other ways. He slapped his forehead, wondering why he hadn't thought of searching online. He did so and soon found the relevant instructions. After studying them, he confirmed he had grasped the technical points, then knocked on the little girl's door and said, "Yan Yan, can Uncle come in?"

The little girl agreed, and Uncle went in. He saw the little girl had crawled back into bed, with some bloodstains under the covers.

Feeling Uncle's gaze, the little girl moved the covers, trying to cover something, but revealed more.

"This is the tutorial I found online. Do you want to look at it yourself, or should Uncle explain it to you? You'll need to be familiar with it in the future," Uncle said calmly, as if talking about something very ordinary.

Uncle thought he mustn't show any embarrassment, or the little girl would be even more embarrassed. By treating it calmly, the little girl could also remain calm.

The little girl blushed and looked at it. After a while, she whispered, "I know how to do it, Uncle, you can go out now."

Uncle, who had been tense, felt relieved and quickly retreated.

This time, the little girl succeeded and lay down comfortably. She then called out to Uncle, who had to go back into the room. The little girl's face was clearly better, and she said in a somewhat coquettish tone, "Uncle, I'm a bit scared. Can you stay with me?"

Although he hadn't experienced it, Liu Meng understood that this was a shocking and scary experience for a girl. He was willing to stay with the little girl through this important step in her life.

He went to sit by the bed, letting the little girl hold his hand and place it by her ear, as if this gave her a sense of security. His other hand listened to Uncle's words and held the hot water bottle on her lower abdomen.

Blinking her beautiful eyes, the little girl said, "Uncle, tell me a story. I haven't heard one in a long time."

Uncle was about to take his hand to get a fairy tale book from her bookshelf, but the little girl refused, saying, "I don't want to hear a fairy tale. I've heard them so many times. Don't treat me like a child, Uncle. You write novels, right? Make up a story for me."

Faced with the little girl's expectant gaze, how could he disappoint her? Uncle gathered his spirit and began to make up a story. The tales of the little fox and the little fairy captivated the little girl, who listened with great interest. He didn't know how long he talked, but the little girl's eyelids slowly closed, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Uncle finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to withdraw his hand to go back to the guest room to sleep. But as soon as he moved his hand, the little girl opened her eyes again, looking at him with an expectant gaze. Her big, beautiful eyes blinked, and Uncle understood immediately. He continued to make up stories to comfort the little girl.

He kept making up stories until his own eyelids started to droop. Seeing the little girl sleep sweetly, he didn't know when his other hand also came out, and the hot water bottle fell out. In a daze, he put the hot water bottle back and held it tightly against the little girl's lower abdomen.

Uncle was also very tired and fell into a deep sleep by the bedside.

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