"..." Ling Mei was speechless, feeling that she had made a big fuss.
The mother and daughter gathered together, and Mu Jianing had her own persistence.
Ling Mei said, "Miss, I just got off the plane. Can you give me a rest? And who will go to the hospital during the New Year? Is it bad luck?"
Looking at my mother now, it was really nothing unusual, and the blood on her face was normal.
"Then go after the New Year?" Mu Jianing took a step back, but was still worried. "Okay? Go to the seventh and eighth day of the lunar month, and all departments of the hospital will go to work."
"Okay, okay." Ling Mei had no choice but to nod and agreed, "Then can let go now, right?"
Mu Jianing let go of his hand and the trunk of the car was automatically closed.
Then the mother and daughter got into the car, and Ling Mei sat in the co-pilot, and the car started quickly.
"You want to accompany Tingyun to celebrate the New Year tonight?" Ling Mei turned her eyes and looked at her, a little reluctant, and a little moved that her daughter will grow up after all.
Jia Ning turned her eyes and said happily, "It's Tingyun who accompanied us to celebrate the New Year."
When Ling Mei heard this, she was surprised, "What about his father? He is alone?"
"Uncle Ding will go to his daughter's place, and Yi Chen will go. I heard that Zhan Zhan and Duoduo like to play with him, and they may have gone abroad after the New Year and don't spend much time together."
Ling Mei should have been very happy because Tingyun and Jianing would accompany her to celebrate the New Year.
But when she thought of the truly lonely Lao Mu, she felt a little uncomfortable. Only he was really lonely.
Ling Mei wanted Mu Yannian to be with her, but she didn't know how to speak. She had thoughts in her heart, but she couldn't find a way out in her mouth.
She turned her eyes to look at her daughter and thought, don’t you always match it? Why is there no movement at the festival today?
But Mu Jianing still didn't plan to say anything, and drove towards the accommodation provided by Lao Mu...
Emerald Bay, in the huge living room.
Jing Zhixia asked Mrs. Zhou who had just walked downstairs, "Did you sleep with your wife?"
"No, my wife is reading in the living room on the third floor." Mrs. Zhou replied softly, "I have been reading for more than an hour." She was a little worried that she was too tired, but she was not able to speak to disturb her.
"Yeah." Kyung Zhixia nodded, then turned around and entered the tea room. She personally made a cup of warm milk.
After coming out with milk, I met Mrs. Zhou again.
When Mrs. Zhou looked at the cup in her hand, she naturally understood what she meant. She quickly stepped forward and said, "Madam, let me deliver it? You can rest."
"No need." Jing Zhixia smiled, "I happened to go up and see her." As she said that, she took a step upstairs.
The third floor living room has simple display and spacious display, and is decorated in a modern and simple style.
Li Mi took off her shoes and held the pillow and leaned on the sofa to read medical books. She was very sensible, causing her to not notice the sound of footsteps at first.
From the beginning of entering the door, Kyoshi's eyes were always on her. The woman was quiet and exuded a maternal brilliance, soft and powerful.
It was not until he got closer that Li Mi came to his senses and looked up and saw her, "Mom." He was a little surprised.
"Come on, have a glass of milk first." Kyung Zhixia bent down and handed her a cup of milk.
Li Mi quickly closed the page and put the book, sat upright and held the cup with both hands, "Thank you, mom."
"What are you looking at?" the middle-aged woman asked casually and sat down on the sofa. "You are already a qualified mother. You have brought your two children so well. These books about new parents should be allowed to Beijing.
If you read more, you won’t have to learn anymore.”