Jiang Momo noticed Gu Nuanxi's posture, "Nan'er, I'll give you a gift." She took her nephew away.
When I got downstairs, I still couldn't let him go in the car.
Gu Nuanxi stuffed her son in, put on a seat belt, and listened to him crying, "You go back Momo."
Jiang Momo looked at Gu Nuanxi, "Why are you going back?"
"Push him a few steps, and when he is tired, he will go back to work. Hurry up and go back to work."
After Gu Nuanxi finished speaking, she held an umbrella and pushed her son away from Jiang Momo.
After walking for about five minutes, Gu Nuanxi pushed the little guy to the shade and sat down, "Stop crying, mom's arm hurts, I can't hold you. Can you take a rice cake for you?"
She opened a pack of food, ate a piece by herself, and then handed it to her son, holding a small fan to fan him, "You said mom is not pitiful, why are you suddenly feeling a little sad now?"
When I was feeling uncomfortable, Jiang Chenshao's phone call came.
Looking at her husband's number, Gu Nuanxi felt aggrieved. Listening to her son's crying, she quickly fanned her son while answering the phone, "Hey, husband?"
"Xiao Nuan, where are you?" Jiang Chenshao asked gently tone.
"Take your children for a walk outside." Gu Nuanxi glanced at the signpost, "It's in the middle of Jianshe Road."
"I'll be waiting for my husband in ten minutes."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Nuanxi wiped the little guy who was crying and sweating, his face and elbows.
When Jiang Chenshao arrived, he saw the mother and son sitting on the roadside from afar. Gu Nuanxi took a fan to fan his son. After a while, he changed another arm.
Jiang Chenshao's car stopped on the side of the road.
Both mother and son looked up at the man walking towards them.
Gu Nuanxi saw the pain in her husband's eyes for some reason, but she pursed her lips without any hesitation, pressed down the corners of her lips, and the aggrieved tears ducts could not control their whereabouts.
Jiang Chenshao walked up to the front, hugged his wife, and wiped her tears. "It's okay, I'm tired, my husband is here. Be good, don't cry anymore."
Jiang Chenshao hugged his wife and kissed her forehead.
“Get on the bus.”
When Gu Nuanxi went to hug her son, Jiang Chenshao took her one step ahead and picked up the small meat bag with one hand.
With the other hand, he carried his son's stroller, went to the trunk, put it in the stroller with one hand, and locked the small meat bag in the child's chair in the back seat.
He opened the car door for his wife, "Xiao Nuan, I'll take you to a place."
“Where to go?”
Back in the car, Jiang Chenshao drove directly to the hospital.
"Husband, why are you here?"
Jiang Chenshao looked at her arm, "How long has the arm hurt?" His wife always combined the truth and act coquettishness, and occasionally said something painful. Jiang Chenshao thought she was acting coquettish to her, so she didn't take it seriously.
superior.
I often kissed her and thought it would be over.
Today my sister suddenly called him, "Second brother, is there something wrong with Nuaner's arm? She just hugged Shanjun awkwardly, and Shanjun cried heartily, but Nuaner still put him in the car with a hard heart.
It's not like our Nuaner style."
Jiang Chenshao realized it later. She said so many times that she didn't notice it.
Taking her to the doctor's place, Gu Nuanxi was still afraid to see a doctor, "Husband, I'll just take a rest on my arms, it's okay."
Jiang Chenshao led her into the room, "Doctor, my wife's arm has hurt for a while. Can you see if she has injured her ligament?"
The doctor saw the little fat baby in Jiang Chenshao's arms at a glance, "Where is the wife holding more children at home?"