Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 332 Relief
Because she has been lying on the bed for so many days and was not allowed to get off, Mijia's whole body was a little stiff, especially with a bigger belly, so lying down all day is a big test for pregnant women, so even Lying on the bed, Mi Jia always tried to make himself turn over slightly, so when Wu Wenlan and the others came over, Mi Jia was slightly letting himself move carefully without causing any burden or influence. with.

Seeing Wu Wenlan and the others come in, she was a little surprised, and even slightly stunned, she didn't expect Wu Wenlan to come to her place.

It took a while to react, watching them and shouting, "Dad, Mom, aunt, uncle."

Several people smiled and nodded with her, only Wu Wenlan kept her eyes fixed on her.

Suddenly Wu Wenlan said to everyone, "Can you go out for a while, I want to talk to Mi Jia alone."

Wu Wenqing thought for a while, took the lead to walk outside, and said, "I seem to have left something in the ward just now, Lao Lu, come and look for it with me." As he spoke, he called Lu Zhan away.

Although Cheng Yue didn't know what she was going to say to Mi Jia, he still nodded to Mi Jia, turned around and left the ward, followed by Cheng Shaohe and Aunt Yun.

The whole ward suddenly became quiet from the excitement just now. Mi Jia looked at Wu Wenlan with fixed eyes, not knowing why she called everyone out. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Mom, are you It’s not that there’s something you want to tell me.”

Wu Wenlan slid the wheelchair towards her bed and said after a while, "Let them all go out, I just want to tell you, I'm sorry!" When she was speaking, Wu Wenlan's expression was serious and Sincere.

Miya was really frightened by her sudden and unexpected behavior, looked at her a little reserved, "You, you don't need to be like this." She had been dissatisfied with her all the time, and her words were also barbed, and then suddenly Instead, it made her a little uncomfortable.

Wu Wenlan looked at her, smiled faintly, shook her head and said, "Perhaps that's how people are. After experiencing life and death, they can see more things that have been blurred before. What you said at the beginning was not wrong. I have always been too I have been selfish, I have never thought about Cheng Yue, the first thing I think of is always myself, I have neglected too much, at the beginning I was stubborn not to review everything I did, so it was only at the end that I saw clearly Sometimes the people and things I insist on are not what I think at all.”

Mitya didn't speak, and watched her just leaning on the bed and listening quietly.

Wu Wenlan didn't seem to want her to intervene, she turned her eyes away from Mijia, then stared at the window outside, and continued, "I thought I was going to die, I really had fantasies before entering the operating room I thought that I would just die on the operating table like that. This idea really flashed in my mind a few days before the operation. At that time, I thought that maybe death would be my relief. I have lived most of my life. In the midst of self-guilt and that kind of self-torture, because of the miss that year, that picture has been repeatedly appearing in my dreams. It is a kind of torture, mental torture. It can make up for the mistakes I made back then, but it turned out that it was my wishful thinking at all. Cheng Chao’s kindness to me was only superficial. He hated me so much that he couldn’t help being excited when he learned that I had cancer. If you want to come and tell me, it's like saying that no matter how much I do, it's all just superfluous."

"It's really ridiculous. The husband I care about the most, the 'son' who I thought was better than blood relationship, but in the end they all left me when I needed it the most, and they cruelly forced me to accept such a situation. In fact, the one who stayed with me in the end was the son whom I owed and never cared about before.” Only then did she realize how stupid she was, “I asked Cheng Yue if he hated me, but he only said He hated it." As she spoke, Wu Wenlan's eyes seemed to turn a little red all of a sudden, and tears seemed to glisten in her eye sockets.

Mi Jia looked at her, and said softly, "Cheng Yue said he hated it, that means he has forgiven you now."

Wu Wenlan nodded, stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears falling down her face, took a deep breath, and said, "I know, I know..."

After waiting for a while to calm down, Wu Wenlan collected her mood and then looked up at her, fixedly looking into Mi Jia's eyes, and said, "I know I have never been a good mother or a good mother-in-law, From the moment I entered the operating room that day, I told myself that there was still a chance to come out, and I must learn to be a real mother, a real good mother-in-law."

Miya also looked at her, couldn't help but smile, and added for her, "And be a good grandma."

Hearing this, Wu Wenlan smiled, and after talking about everything, she seemed to relax a lot.

After Wu Wenlan and the others went back, Cheng Yue looked at Mi Jia who had been smiling all the time and asked curiously, "What did Mom tell you just now, why did you keep laughing after hearing that?"

Miya gave him a funny look, and pretended to be mysterious and said, "I don't want to tell you, this is a secret between me and my mother."

Listen, Cheng Yue stretched out his hand and gently pinched her nose. The gesture was pampering, and he didn't force her to speak out. He was just asking, but he could see that the relationship between them had improved. There is nothing better than this.

The two were talking, when Mitya's phone rang on the bedside cabinet, but it was not a call, but a reminder of a new text message.

In fact, there is no need to look at it. Mi Jia also knows who sent the text message. Jiang Junjie will send text messages at this time every day these days. It is nothing more than the same as before, talking about everything about Jiang Heshan’s condition, so he is not there. Besides, Mi Jia also knew that he was discharged from the hospital today, because Jiang Junjie mentioned it in a text message yesterday.

Cheng Yue took the phone and glanced at it, handed it to her, and asked softly, "Have you been in touch with that child recently?"

Mijia glanced at him, then looked at the mobile phone in his hand, slightly bent his mouth in self-deprecating manner, and said, "I don't know when I started to selectively forget some things, and the whole person became much more relaxed. Maybe it's forgiving."

(End of this chapter)