Contentment grows joy

Chapter 71 Parents' Heart

God, it gets darker every day.

The autumn wind rolled up the cold fallen leaves and quickly evacuated from the ground.

The cold wind of winter is howling.

"Mom, I'm back."

Millet has a happy big belly, and she is cold.

"Hey, Li'er, you're back."

Wen Cuizhi repeatedly agreed to take the bag in Miu Li's hand, a trace of uneasiness flashed across his face.

What's going on here?
Could it be that some weird and wonderful relative is visiting again?
Millet looked around the room.

Not only did no more people come out, but one less person.

John Shen is not in the house.

Usually, when Miu Li came back, John Shen would either lie on Mili's beloved sofa and watch his phone, or help Wen Cuizhi in the kitchen.

To be honest, Miu Li doesn't like him sitting on her sofa very much, seeing his hair with a strong sour smell rubbing against the back of the sofa makes Miu Li feel uncomfortable.

"Where's Dad?"

Mili bent down to change her slippers.

Wen Cuizhi had already squatted down, ready to change the shoes for Mili, it was a pair of warm fancy old-fashioned cotton slippers, probably Wen Cuizhi bought it newly.

"Mom, no need, I'll do it myself, I can."

Ever since she learned to put on shoes, she never let others put on her shoes again, except Shen Ziqiang, of course.

While Wen Cuizhi's actions moved Miu Li, her scalp felt a little numb.

"It's okay, it's not convenient for you now."

"It's okay, I can change it myself."

"Let me do it, it's not a big deal anyway."

Wen Cuizhi insisted on putting on slippers for Mili.

Millet felt uncomfortable for a while.

Usually, when she shines shoes outside, she only looks for young people, never old people.

Once, when she was going to meet a client, she stepped on mud on the road, which made her shiny high-heeled shoes look like they just came out of muddy water.

I searched everywhere for a shoe shiner, and finally found one, but it was a haggard old woman.

Millet lingered in front of her stall for a long time.

The old woman looked at her longingly.

"Girl, can you shine your shoes? Your shoes are all dirty."

Millet saw that the time was approaching, so she decided to sit down in front of the old woman.

The old woman rubbed very seriously, but Miu Li didn't dare to look at her.

She was afraid, she was afraid to see her old eyes and hands busy on her feet.

"Mom, where's Dad?"

Mili changed into her slippers and asked again.

"Oh, your mother is here and brought you a lot of things. She couldn't carry them, so your father went down to help."

Wen Cuizhi was talking while serving the food on the table.

"Come back soon, it's been down for ten minutes."

Wen Cuizhi looked seriously at the clock hanging on the wall.

"Oh, Li'er, you're back? Why is it so late, it's about to give birth, and you still work overtime. Your leaders are too, it's this time, and it's freezing cold, and you are still asked to work overtime. I think it should be It’s only right that you get off work an hour earlier. If this happens on the road, who will be in charge?! Hmph! Li’er, you’re right, why are you so stupid? If you’re asked to work overtime, you’ll just work overtime? You won’t Dodging? No, I will go to your unit tomorrow and tell your leader, let you."

Before the door could be closed, Qian Hui came in with big bags and small bags, and complained as soon as he saw millet grains.

"What's wrong with you? There are so many things, and you don't work overtime, how can you finish it? Which eye do you see that I am about to give birth? I know my own body, and there is still one month before the due date? Yes, it’s not the boss who asked me to work overtime, it’s me who loves my job and is dedicated to my work. I am responsible for it. I have to work overtime. It has nothing to do with anyone. Do you understand? Also, if you dare to go to my unit to find my boss, Don't say I'm your daughter!"

Millet really took the money and would not withdraw it.

Sometimes, when I see her dealing with other people, she is not so overbearing or so laborious. Why does she become a person who doesn't take the big truth and doesn't talk about the small truth when she comes to me?

Millet smiled wryly and walked away.

If she continued to stand there and stare at Qian, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but growl.

"Then you have to pay attention to your body."

Qian Hui still muttered unwillingly.

Millet gave her a hard gouged look, and then stopped talking to her.

Money would move stuff to the kitchen uninterestingly.

"Oh, that's not the case. It's not here. It's in the freezer. Oh, no, no, I said the freezer, not the refrigerator. You put it in the wrong place. Oh, I'm here, I'm so stupid."

Seeing that Wen Cuizhi was stuffing the things she bought into the refrigerator in the wrong place, Qian Hui immediately turned black and snatched the things from Wen Cuizhi's hand in disgust.

"I, I saw you and Li'er were talking, so I wanted to put things away first." Wen Cuizhi shrank in a corner of the kitchen like a frightened bird, wringing her hands back and forth.

Mili bets that her palms must be full of sweat.

"Oh, didn't I say that? There's still a package of things that haven't been brought up. You go up and put down the things and then run again. Oh, really, what ears?"

Qian Hui turned his face away, and taught Shen Yuehan who was about to sit at the dining table to eat.

Shen Yuehan hadn't touched the chair with his butt, and when he heard Qian Hui's voice, he immediately pushed the chair away, ran towards the door at a trot, as if he would be smashed to pieces in a second, and almost tripped over the chair.

"Really, the two of them do things like mother-in-law and mother-in-law."

Qian Hui still didn't give up, and muttered dissatisfiedly at Millet.

"enough!"

Millet dropped her chopsticks, stood up, and went back to the bedroom.

"Hey, what are you mad about, am I wrong?"

Qian will always feel that she is right, and she is telling the truth, isn't she?
She could see that Wen Cuizhi's housework would never catch Miu Li's eyes, let alone Shen Yuehan, who was sloppy and clumsy.

Millet sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the cold night outside, feeling very annoyed.

Millet knows what Qian Hui thinks.

She still detests him and their family!
She never saw it!
What's wrong with Shen Ziqiang?What's wrong with Wen Cuizhi and John Shen?

That's right, I'm your daughter, and I know you're thinking of me, but you're not me after all, are you?What kind of man I want to find, what kind of husband's family I want to find, I know it myself!
I know what I want!
Like a drinker, he knows whether he is hot or cold!

Qian Hui definitely understands this principle, but why doesn't he understand it when it comes to millet?

Qianhui's desire to control is too strong, everything has to be done according to her design and cannot be violated!
If you don't, then prepare to live with her constant harassment.

In front of Mili's eyes, she was caught in this infinite loop of harassment.

Home and everything is going well!
However, it is really a difficulty!

Headache!

Millet pulled off the quilt and covered her head.

I really want to yell.

However, the doctor said, during this time, avoid emotional ups and downs.

That's why she hid in the bedroom. Otherwise, she would definitely quarrel with Qianhui as usual, and then drive her out.

"dong dong dong"

There were three soft knocks on the door.

Then, the door was pushed open.

Wen Cuizhi was holding the food and standing on the head of the millet bed.

"Li'er, don't be angry, get up and eat something."

Millet peeled off the quilt and leaked her head.

Wen Cuizhi's expressionless face came into view, and through the slightly distorted wrinkles, Mioli could tell that she was smiling.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

Millet sat up, took the food from Wen Cuizhi's hand, and ate it with relish.

In fact, I was already hungry before going home, and I was just about to have a meal, but was interrupted by Qianhui.

"Cough, it's okay. Your mother is also straight. She has a hot temper and speaks straight. It's all our fault. I didn't hear you clearly. She's too stupid. Hehehe."

"Well, she, my mother, um, there's nothing mean about it, it's just that she has a bad temper and speaks a bit like that, and I'm often so angry that I don't want to talk to her."

"Oh, don't be angry, she is also kind. Is there any parent in the world who doesn't think about their children?"

Wen Cuizhi looked at Mili, eyes that were almost covered by eyelids revealed kind care.

Millet knows that this is just Aiwujiwu.

Shen Ziqiang is her treasure, and millet has become her treasure, so her eyes have the unique light of a loving mother.

If it weren't for Shen Ziqiang, she would be just being polite at best.

I endured her, respected her and defended her, so why not because of Shen Ziqiang?
We tolerate and protect each other, all in order not to embarrass Shen Ziqiang.

"Eat quickly."

Seeing that the millet had stopped, Wen Cuizhi urged her gently again.

After a while, Millet ate up a bowl of top-notch food.

It has to be said that Wen Cuizhi is indeed very smart, and now, she can skillfully stir-fry the dishes that Mioli likes to eat.

"Okay, I'm going out first, if you are tired, go to bed first."

Wen Cuizhi went out lightly with an empty bowl in her hand.

"Oh, it's not like this, it's like this."

Outside, Qian Hui's piercing voice sounded again.

Mili wanted to sleep but couldn't.

Millet went out to have a look, the money will be there, only John Shen will wipe the floor.

"Mom, do you have anything else to do here today?"

"It's nothing. No, I'm here today for something. Well, Li'er, you're going to give birth in a month. You live here alone. I'm a little worried. Why don't you move back to Jiayang Xiaoyuan live?"

Qianhui is bold enough to speak his mind.

"Don't go!"

Millet refused directly and decisively.

"Then, how about I come and live here?"

"Not to mention, there is only one bedroom here!"

Ever since she lived in junior high school, Miu Li has never slept in the same bed with anyone. After she got married, except for Shen Ziqiang, she would not accept to sleep in the same bed with anyone, not even money!

Millet said this not only for Qian Hui, but also for Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan.

That day, she heard Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan discussing whether to move here and live with Miu Li.Shen Yuehan told Wen Cuizhi not to go back to Xinyang Garden at night, but to stay here with Millet.

"Well, I also think that living alone is a bit of a problem now. Or, I will come over with your dad, and your dad will make a floor in the living room, and I will sleep on the sofa."

"That's not good. How can I let you sleep on the sofa on the floor? Don't worry, you'll be fine. Besides, Xiaoqiang will be back in a few days."

Mili smiled and looked at Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan.

On weekdays, as long as Miu Li said no, Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan would not mention it a second time, which Miu Li liked very much.

"Where will it work? No, no, you must"

Qianhui still wants to twist it again.

"I'll do it!"

Mioli looked at Xiang Qianhui resolutely, her eyes full of threats.

"Okay, okay, everyone won't come, but if there is something, you have to call immediately"

The moment Qian Hui was pushed out of the door by Mili, he still didn't forget to turn around and tell him.

"Bang!"

Millet closed the door.

The room fell silent for an instant.

What a pity for the parents of the world!

I'm about to become a mother too, I don't know, will I be like Qianhui?Or, like Wen Cuizhi?

"Baby, what do you say?"

Millet caresses like a big belly, tender like water.

(End of this chapter)