Chapter 83 I always listen to my baby

A huge sense of uneasiness descended.

Jing Xiaoyu almost instinctively wiped Jing Weiman's tears with trembling hands.

But Jing Weiman still didn't move. Jing Xiaoyu realized something belatedly and picked up the little tail fin that he had just protected tightly to show her.

The fierce crying voice was mixed with unprecedented panic and helplessness, trembling, as if ordering her, but more like begging her:

"Okay, okay Jing Weimian, I'll show you the tail, I'll show you the tail, just don't cry!"

Jing Xiaoyu was about to hold Xiao Tailfin in front of her.

Finally, Jing Weimian's hands moved. She gently lifted the little fish's tail and spread out the two curled tail fins in her palm. Sure enough, she saw that the edge of one of the tail fins was almost broken by the gravel.

Jing Weimian's webbed hands condensed healing spiritual power, and he used the pure water flow to wipe the several wounds on the baby's tail fin with great care.

Affected by the uncontrollable dark blue electric light that was sometimes steady and sometimes violent, several small scales in the center of the baby's tail fin were slightly curled up, and if one was not careful, they would be scratched by the sharp curves on them.

Jing Xiaoyu had tried his best to suppress and retract those dangerous scales, fearing that Jing Weimian would be scratched by him. He was even more afraid that if he retracted his tail again, Jing Weimian would shed more tears.

"Baby, does your tail still hurt?"

Jing Xiaoyu shook his head nervously.

He noticed that when he was healing and soothing his curled scales, Jing Weiman's eyes were still red, as if he would cry again at any time.

Jing Xiaoyu couldn't help but stretched out his webbed hands again, touched the corners of her moist eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "Jing Weimian, I really don't feel any pain, can you please stop crying?"

Jing Weimian indulged the little fish cub's soft little hands as they caressed her cheeks. While healing the baby's injured tail fin, she tried to keep her voice steady and soothed him, saying, "Baby, I won't cry."

She carefully examined both sides of the little fish's tail to make sure any injuries had healed in time.

However, the mermaid cub has a special physique. Before it fully recovers, in order to avoid infection, she still needs to go back to her aunt's house and find some bandages to bandage it.

Thinking of this, Jing Weiman picked up the little fish, wrapped its tail with his coat, and carried the little guy back to his aunt's house.

At that time, she was really worried about the baby, so she ran out without explaining clearly to Aunt and the others. When she came back, she saw Aunt waiting at the door. She looked apologetic and was about to speak.

But the aunt pointed at the little fish baby sleeping in her arms, afraid of waking the little guy up, and motioned her to carry the child into the house first.

Jing Weimian nodded gratefully, asked Auntie for some bandages, and then carried the baby back to the cabin.

Maybe it was because he cried so hard at that time, the little fish baby in her arms hugged her neck tightly, buried his little face in her neck, and sobbed from time to time. Jing Weiman's hand gently patted his little back for a long time to comfort him, and he gradually calmed down.

However, as she was holding the little guy's tail fin and was about to wrap the bandage, the little fish cub, which had been sleeping in the crook of its neck, seemed to be awakened by her, but not fully awake. The tip of its tail twisted uneasily, as if realizing that it was Jing Weiman who was holding it, and its little webbed hands held it tighter. Jing Weiman put down the remaining bandage, reached out and gently rubbed the little guy's head, "Mommy will hold you to sleep."

She lay down holding Jing Xiaoyu, and gently adjusted her holding position, protecting the baby's head and tail fin throughout the process, and letting the baby rest his head in the crook of her arms.

Wait until the baby falls asleep beside her.

Jing Weiman brushed the soft hair hanging on the baby's forehead behind her ears and stared at the baby's soft sleeping face without blinking. As she stared, her gaze slowly moved downwards and saw the little fish's tail fin wrapped in a bandage curled up pitifully beside her hand. For some reason, she felt uncomfortable again.

Silently, she lowered her head and hugged her little fish baby.

She only dared to bury her face secretly in her baby's neck when the baby was asleep.

But even though she tried hard to control her emotions, her eyes were wet without her realizing it. However, she was completely unaware of it and just held her baby tightly.

Jing Xiaoyu didn't know when she woke up. She felt Jing Weimian burying his head in her shoulder, and there was a trace of moisture dripping down. Just then, Jing Weimian raised his face and asked, "Baby?"

Seeing Jing Weimian's eyes were even redder than before, Jing Xiaoyu pursed her lips, as if she could no longer hold back. The next second, she threw herself into her arms, holding her tightly with her little hands. She almost suffocated in Jing Weimian's arms and choked with sobs as she apologized, "I'm sorry, I lied to Jing Weimian. I actually don't hate Jing Weimian at all..."

Realizing that the baby had misunderstood him again, Jing Weiman picked up the little fish cub this time, lowered his head and cupped his face, wiping his tears while coaxing him, "No, baby, of course I know you were just saying that in anger."

"But, but you just cried again..."

Jing Weimian was silent for a moment, then told the truth: "Because I don't think I'm a good mother to my baby."

Jing Xiaoyu stared blankly at Jing Weimian in front of her with red eyes. She heard her continue, "Seeing the baby hurting his tail so recklessly, it makes me feel so sad."

"I'm sad because I wasn't with my baby when he was hatching. Now I don't even know how to make milk powder. He has to teach me the most basic things..."

Jing Weimian paused here and looked at his fish tail which had recovered while he was speaking with disappointment.

Jing Xiaoyu looked in her direction with a dazed look on his face, and only then did he realize that there was a missing memory scale on the pink fishtail where Jing Weimian's gaze was. Before he could react, Jing Weimian withdrew her gaze and explained to him seriously, "But baby, mommy doesn't abandon you, nor does she stop loving you."

Jing Xiaoyu pouted and tried to complain: "But, you gave gifts to others..."

"It's my fault for not explaining this to the baby in advance."

Jing Weimian explained the whole story to Jing Xiaoyu. "Auntie told me that Grandpa Liu had a daughter, but she died of illness not long after giving birth. I thought Grandpa Liu had lent me some milk powder for my baby, so I thought of peeling off a scale and disguising it as a small bracelet for Grandpa Liu's grandson. That way, if they get sick in the future, the scales on the bracelet can help heal them."

"But I didn't tell you in advance, which made you so angry. I'm sorry, baby."

Jing Weimian said, and couldn't help but hug the baby, even more clingy than her baby, burying her face in the baby's shoulder: "I will listen to my baby from now on."

(End of this chapter)

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