Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 567 Relationships
When Cheng Shaohe reached out to press the elevator switch, he did not forget to tell Mijia, "Mijia, be careful in the future." While talking, he looked at Mijia's legs.

Hearing this, Miya nodded at him and smiled, "Thank you, Dad."

"I'll take you down." Cheng Yue said, and followed directly into the elevator.

Seeing Cheng Yue coming in, Cheng Shaohe seemed to be worried about being discovered, and said nervously, "Well, no, I can go down by myself, you can go in with Mi Jia."

"It's okay, I'll take you down." Cheng Yue insisted, looked at Mi Jia, and confessed, "Mi Jia, you and Mom go in first, and I'll take Dad downstairs."

Mijia nodded, and said with a smile to Cheng Shaohe, "Dad, let Cheng Yue send you down, usually when you come here, Cheng Yue doesn't have time to talk to you properly, just like today, you finally came here One trip, and now I’m going back.”

They all said that, what else could Cheng Shaohe say, he could only smile and nod, and go down with Cheng Yue.

Wu Wenlan seemed to be worried about something. After Cheng Shaohe and Cheng Yue went down the elevator, Wu Wenlan looked at the elevator worriedly and forgot to go back.

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, Mi Jia, who was standing beside her, stretched out her hand and patted Wu Wenlan lightly, calling her softly, "Mom?"

Wu Wenlan came back to her senses, looked at Mi Jia and asked, "Why, what's wrong?"

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mijia looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Wu Wenlan smiled awkwardly, quickly shook her head, and said, "No, it's nothing." Worrying about Mijia asking more, she reached out to help Mijia's hand, and said, "Let's go in."

Mijia was puzzled, and she could see that she didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask any more questions, nodded and smiled, "Okay."

Seeing that she didn't continue to question her, Wu Wenlan breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at her leg, and asked as she walked, "Does the wound still hurt?"

Mitya shook his head and said, "No, it's much better after taking the medicine."

Although she said this, Wu Wenlan was still a little worried, and told her, "It's better not to go to work for a few days, stay at home and take care of yourself, and go there when you feel better."

Miya didn't speak, just smiled, but felt a warm feeling of happiness in her heart, because everyone cared about her, and she was very satisfied.

When I got home, Aunt Qin was in the kitchen dealing with the old hen that Wu Wenlan bought from the market before, preparing to make chicken soup for Mijia, while Cheng Zihang’s little friend was sitting on the toddler chair alone, staring at the old hen. The little toy placed on it moved curiously, touched it, and made babbling sounds from time to time. Seeing Miya come back, it seemed to recognize her, and wowed at Miya. With a sound, the body leaned towards her, kicking with the little feet, but after all, they were still too small, and the little legs didn't have much strength to stand firmly, so they only moved a little bit on the spot.

Seeing this, Miya hurried over to his son, but because of the wound on his calf, he was still a little bumpy when he walked.

Reaching out to pick up the little guy, with a smile on his face, he kissed the little guy on the face and asked, "Hey, baby, do you miss your mother?"

The little guy didn't know if he could understand, but he just watched Miya giggling, his round eyes bent into a crescent shape, looking very happy and fun.

Worried about the injury on her leg, Wu Wenlan reached out to take the child away, and said, "Mijia, sit down quickly, you need to rest well now." As she spoke, she wanted to hug the little guy in Mijia's arms Walk.

Mi Jia turned sideways to avoid it, looked at Wu Wenlan and said, "Mom, I'm really fine, I haven't hugged the little guy for a day, just let me hug you."

Seeing how pitiful she said, Wu Wenlan shook her head in a funny way, withdrew her hand, and said, "Okay, it's so pitiful."

Miya smiled, her face pressed against the little guy's, and the mother and son really looked alike when they laughed.

Aunt Qin heard the voice coming from the kitchen, wiped her freshly washed hands with a rag, came to Miya, and asked, "Miya, are you okay?" The wound was wrapped in gauze, and he said, "These people are really bad now, why are they all like this!"

Seeing that she was worried about herself, Mi Jia hurriedly said, "Aunt Qin, I'm fine, it's just a small injury, it will be fine in a few days."

Here, before Aunt Qin could speak, Wu Wenlan had already picked up the conversation and said, "It's still a small injury, Li Ge even showed me the photo, such a big wound, missing a piece of flesh, I felt that Fear."

Because the police had taken photos to leave evidence, so when she asked Li Ge in the hospital just now, Li Ge asked for the information from the police and showed it to her. It was really missing a piece of meat. It hurts so bad to pass a cut, not to mention missing a piece of meat, just thinking about it makes me feel so painful.

Hearing what Wu Wenlan said, Aunt Qin said a little indignantly, "These people are really too cruel now, they must be severely punished by the police!"

Mijia knew that everyone cared about her, and the more she did this, the less she wanted them to worry about herself. She said with a smile, "Mom, Aunt Qin, I'm really fine. The wound doesn't hurt anymore after the medicine is applied. The doctor also said that as long as the regular check-up Change the medicine and it will be fine soon."

Wu Wenlan nodded, sighed softly and said, "This is already very good, but fortunately it only hurt this point. If it really spilled on other places, it would be scary just thinking about it."

"Yes, yes, as long as people are fine, the wound needs to be taken care of." Aunt Qin was talking, thinking of the old hen in her kitchen that hadn't been cooked, and said, "I'm going to stew the chicken, and let the rice cook in the evening." Jiaduo, drink two bowls." As he spoke, he hurried towards the kitchen.

Raising her hand to check the time, Wu Wenlan also said, "It's almost time to make rice paste for Hanghang, I'll go get it first." As she spoke, she was about to go to the kitchen, but before she left, she did not forget to tell Mi Jia, "Mi Jia Jia, your leg hurts now, hold the baby and don't walk around, if you really want to go upstairs or something, just call me and Aqin."

Miya glanced at the little guy in his arms, nodded and said, "Yes, I know."

Hearing what she said, Wu Wenlan didn't say much, and went directly to the kitchen.

Mijia sat in the living room playing with the little guy, holding small toys to make him happy. As the child grew up, there were more and more toys in the house. The short table that used to hold magazines and fruits was now full The little guy's little toy, regardless of whether the little guy can play with it now, just bring it to tease him, coax him to eat and make him laugh.

(End of this chapter)