Contentment grows joy

Chapter 78 Family
Millet leaves early and returns late every day, and is very busy.

However, you have to find time to breastfeed.

Feed once in the morning before going out, come back, and feed once before going to bed.

Wen Cuizhi's mouth twitched at the sight of Millet's exhausted life every day.

"Li'er, how about we weaning off the milk?"

Wen Cuizhi plucked up her courage and tried to express her thoughts.

"Huh? What? Mom, what did you say?"

Mioli, who was rushing to work in front of the computer, raised her head naturally, and Qingqing, who was still breastfeeding, was lying in her arms.

"I said, you are so busy every day, or else, wean Qingqing off the milk, so as not to be so tired."

Wen Cuizhi glanced at Miu Li, who was typing on the keyboard with one hand, moving the mouse, and holding Qingqing in the other hand. He wanted to laugh but couldn't, his eyes were full of distress.

"Ah!? Oh. I also feel that the milk has become less and less recently."

Millet lowered her head, looked at the green and tender appearance, hesitated for a while, and finally made up her mind.

"Well, let's start now."

Millet stood up, and handed Qingqing, who was about to cry with her mouth curled up, to Wen Cuizhi's hand after sucking for a long time without getting much milk.

She didn't have time to think about it now, there was a report to be sent to Nie Hong's mailbox before twelve o'clock tonight for him to review.

Seeing that Millet lowered her head and started busy again, Wen Cuizhi quietly left the study with Qing Qing in her arms.

Millet finally sent out the report at [-]:[-].

She took a long breath and came out rubbing her sore eyes.

Wen Cuizhi was pacing back and forth in the living room with Qing Qing in his arms.

"Mom, it's so late and you haven't slept yet?"

Seeing Wen Cuizhi patiently humming their local tunes under the dim light, Millet's heart couldn't help trembling.

"Not yet, Qingqing makes noises as soon as she lies on the bed, and puts her on the bed when she's about to fall asleep."

"Then, let me coax you."

Millet stretched out her hand to Wen Cuizhi, ready to hug Qingqing.

"No, you should rest now."

Wen Cuizhi waved his hand at Mioli and said softly.

"Go and rest, you have to go to work tomorrow, it doesn't matter to me, I'm at home anyway."

Seeing that Mioli was still standing there, Wen Cuizhi urged her again.

"OK then."

Mili is indeed very tired, and will report to the group tomorrow.

"Then, Mom, thank you for your hard work."

Mili yawned continuously, and her eyelids began to twitch non-stop.

"Hey, what are you talking about? No hard work!"

Wen Cuizhi waved at Mili again, signaling her to take a rest.

Lying on the bed, listening to Wen Cuizhi's gentle whispers outside, Miu Li fell into a momentary guilt.

The former self did have some misunderstandings about Wen Cuizhi, thinking that she might just want to take advantage of the matter of raising a child and come to the city.

Perhaps, Wen Cuizhi has these thoughts, because people always have to work hard for the good, and becoming a city resident is Wen Cuizhi's dream.

However, she has also made a real effort. Since she came here, she has tried to do everything within her power according to Mili's habits and requirements every day.

Do things honestly, behave according to your duties, work hard to comprehend, work hard to adapt, don't meddle in, don't make trouble.

Millet was somewhat resistant to Wen Cuizhi at first, then became indifferent later, and now, she has become a little dependent on Wen Cuizhi.

Mili can't imagine how helpless and bleak her life would be without Wen Cuizhi's sincere efforts to bring up her children.

"Mom, you've worked hard."

When she woke up in the morning, Wen Cuizhi had already prepared brown sugar eggs for Millet.

Although she was confinement, Wen Cuizhi still insisted on waking up every morning, following Aunt Zhang's example, and cooked two brown sugar eggs for Millet.

"It hurts a woman's vitality to have a baby, and she has to make up for it. Oh, we were so poor at that time, how could we have such good conditions. Hurry up and eat while it's hot, and take good care of it. Alas, we went so early You are the one who really works hard at work."

A trace of guilt and helplessness flashed in Wen Cuizhi's eyes.

"However, there is no way"

"You coaxed Qingqing at night, you went to bed so late, and now you get up so early to boil eggs for me, you are too tired, please sleep more."

In what Miu Li said to Wen Cuizhi, she cared more and more.

"Well, I'm old, I don't sleep much, and I can't sleep in bed. Besides, I'm not tired. It's much easier than growing crops at home. You don't know, that kind of place is really exhausting."

Wen Cuizhi realized that he seemed to be talking too much, so he quickly shut up, and quietly waited for Millet to finish eating the eggs.

"Well, yes."

Millet nodded slightly as the images of the peasant uncles dripping with sweat came to mind.

Wen Cuizhi never pushes an inch, and is very satisfied with the respect and stable life of Mili now, which is what Mili most values ​​and admires, because Mili is also this kind of person.

Once again, birds of a feather flock together!

However, Qian Hui doesn't think so, she has always been against Shen Ziqiang's family in her heart.

Milia is also distressed.

Hey, thinking of Qianhui, it seems that she hasn't called for a long time.
Money will not come to harass, and Miu Li feels that something is missing in life.

While in a trance, Su Jian called.

"Li'er, hurry up, your mother was in a car accident and is now in the central hospital, come here quickly."

"what?!"

Millet was startled by Su Jian's crying voice.

Although she was always at odds with Qian Hui, when she heard that something would happen to Qian Hui, tears flowed out unconsciously.

"Minister Nie, I have something to do at home. I...I want to ask for half a day off."

With red eyes, Mi Li asked Nie Hong for leave, and immediately rushed to the Central Hospital.

"Grain."

Outside the operating room, as soon as Su Jian saw Mi Li, he hurried over to hold Mi Li's hand.

Millet felt that Su Jian's hand was trembling slightly.

"Qian Hui's family?"

The door of the operating room opened.

"I am, I am, doctor, how is it?"

Su Jian and Millet went up together.

"The patient is bleeding heavily and needs a blood transfusion now. However, the hospital's operations in the morning have almost used up type AB blood."

"Type AB?!"

Millet was stunned.

Money will be type AB?
That.
Mili hurriedly searched the Internet for blood type related content.

As a result, she suddenly felt helpless as if she had fallen into an abyss.

No wonder, every time I ask her about her blood type, she always refuses to tell me, and she never shows me the medical report.
Did I pick it up?
Su Jian is type A, Qianhui is type AB, so milia should be type A or AB.

But Milia is type O blood!

Miriam's mind was in turmoil.

He couldn't hear anything, only saw Su Jian's anxious face dangling in front of his eyes.

"Suck me, I'm type O."

Millet looked at Su Jian dully, and specially emphasized O.

"Li'er, I'll have a good talk with you after your mother finishes the operation."

Su Jian discovered the change of Mili, guessed what was in Mili's heart, embraced Mili, with tears in his eyes.

Millet gave a soft "hmm" and slowly pushed Su Jian away.

She didn't call him, she was afraid of calling the wrong one, what if he wasn't his father?What if she was just an abandoned baby they picked up on the side of the road?just in case
Millet didn't dare to think about it any further.

Fortunately, Qianhui's operation was successful. Although he may walk with a little limp in the future, everything else has been saved.

Outside the hospital, on the bench under the ginkgo tree, Miu Li and Su Jian were sitting at opposite ends.

No one spoke.

"Grain."

"Ok?"

"dad?"

"Oh? Keke, um."

"Can I still call you Dad?."

"Um, huh? What? You child, what do you think? When, of course, I will be your father all my life!"

"I picked it up, right?"

Millet looked up at the ginkgo leaves, trying not to let tears roll out.

"Yeah, huh? What? Picked it up? Oh, no, no, no, you are father's own!"

Su Jian suddenly came to his senses, the child thought he picked up his feelings?
He moved his buttocks, moved closer to Mili, and stretched out his hand to hug Mili.

"Li'er, you are father's biological child, it's just that Qian is not your biological mother"

Su Jian spoke the truth with difficulty.

"what?!"

Millet's eyes widened.

No wonder she had trouble with money since she was a child.

No wonder she never got the kind of warm maternal love that her classmates got. In Qian Hui's eyes, she never saw the way she looked at Qingqing.Because Qianhui didn't give birth to her, she just raised her.

Qianhui may love Mili very much, but that is only a love without blood relationship, not a sticky love that melts in blood.

"Your biological mother is Gao Yangxu."

"Gao Yangxu?! Director of Bureau Y?!"

Mili didn't expect her biological mother to be such an outstanding person!

No wonder I am so good!
However, how could such an outstanding person give birth to me with Su Jian?
"We are college classmates, alas, you are the product of ignorance!"

Su Jian smiled as if he had read through Miu Li's mind.

Su Jian and Gao Yangxu are college classmates, they hit it off, and decided to get married in the year of graduation. Later, due to the strong opposition of Gao Yangxu's family, they had to separate. But at that time, Gao Yangxu was pregnant with Mioli. Gao Yangxu ran to Su Jian's hometown, secretly gave birth to Mili, and then returned to the Gao family, entering the life the Gao family arranged for her.

The more people live, the more they understand, and the more they live, the more cumbersome they become.

With family and children, fame and fortune coming one after another, Gao Yangxu has never been able to recognize Millet.

At that time, when Millet was born, Su Jian told Gao Yangxu, I am a poor scholar, I can't give you anything, let alone your family, and I shouldn't delay you, so Millet is our crystallization and Witness, I have to work hard to raise her well.Live your life as you want.Don't miss us.From now on, we will treat it as if we don't know each other. This way, it's good for everyone!

Not long after, Su Jian met Qian Hui from the countryside. His sincerity successfully captured Qian Hui's heart. In addition, Qian Hui was sterile, so Qian Hui entered Su's house without hesitation.

She regards Mili as her own daughter, and never asks who is Mili's real mother.

"This is a great thing. God took pity on me, gave me a husband, and picked up a cheap daughter by the way. How wonderful! If I don't cherish it, I will be an invincible fool in the world."

Qian Hui said this to Su Jian on their wedding night.

So, before this, Miu Li had never thought about whether she was born by Su Jian and Qian Hui!
"Gao Yang Xu, Gao Yang Xu, Gao Yang Xu"

Millet recited this familiar yet unfamiliar name over and over again in her heart.

Since her biological mother is Gao Yangxu, many things that made her a little confused can be explained. Qin Hui came to propose marriage in vain, and the leaders of the unit took good care of her.
In fact, there is another thing she doesn't know. Shen Ziqiang also knew that she was Gao Yangxu's daughter on an unfortunate occasion. However, he must have known it after getting married, and he also talked with Gao Yangxu on the phone. .

"Oh, so I'm a Sisen girl!"

After a long time, these words popped out of Millet's mouth.

"Ah?! What? Oh, Lier, you are not."

Miu Li narrowed her eyes and looked at Su Jian with grievance.

Su Jian was too embarrassed to go on, even he himself felt that this defense was too weak.

"Your mother, she is very good to you, I hope you don't mind in the future."

Su Jian poked at Mili's face, and said seriously.

"Which mom?"

"Ahem, two, two."

Millet looked left and right, and stood up in a panic.

"I'll go see if your mother is awake."

Qian will be hospitalized.

This also caused a great commotion among Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan.

As soon as Millet arrived home, Wen Cuizhi greeted her.

"Li'er, how is your mother?"

"The operation went well, but I'm a little regretful. It will be a bit ugly to walk back in the future."

Millet put down her bag, washed her hands, and prepared to eat.

"Then, who is taking care of her in the hospital?"

"My Father!"

"Then who will deliver the food? In this way, I will cook and deliver it every day."

"You are already very tired with Qingqing"

"Oh, it's okay. When I delivered the meal, your father was watching Qingqing at home."

Seeing Wen Cuizhi's serious appearance, Miu Li was extremely moved.

In fact, Wen Cuizhi not only delivered meals, she also helped Qianhui wipe her body, and when Qianhui couldn't get out of bed for activities, she also gave Qianhui shi and niiao.

The patient once thought Wen Cuizhi was Qian Hui's biological sister.

"Your sister is really kind to you. I really envy having such a sister."

"No, that's my daughter's mother-in-law, my biological mother."

Qianhui smiled sheepishly.

"Oh, my mother-in-law is still so kind to you, tsk tsk, it's really rare..."

"Sister, I'm sorry to trouble you. In the past, I offended you so much. I hope you don't mind."

Seeing Wen Cuizhi busying himself in the ward without hesitation, Qian Hui was extremely grateful, but at the same time, he was filled with guilt.

"Oh, we are all a family, don't say such kind words, giggling."

Wen Cuizhi packed up her things and was ready to go back.

"Sister, I'll go back first. John Shen looks at Qingqing alone. I'm a little worried. He always likes to stare at his phone all day long."

When Wen Cuizhi saw Qian Hui, she affectionately called her elder sister, but changed her tune and called Qian Hui's sister.

unity is strength.

Thanks to the hard work of everyone, Qianhui recovered and was discharged from the hospital very smoothly. John Shen, who used to be a carpenter, picked up a few pieces of wood from somewhere and made a delicate crutch for Qianhui.

The world at this time has already presented a lovely picture of the beauty of Yangchun and March.

Millet finally chose a big house with four bedrooms, two living rooms and a terrace.

She saw Wang Jun in the sales department, and she was holding Wang Lian's arm.

"Li'er, why are you here?"

Wang Jun embraced Mili happily, like an old friend after a long absence.

Wang Jun told Millet that Wang Lian was deceived by that woman for more than half of his wealth, and he encountered a bottleneck in the industry. Now, he is very desperate. My house is sold out, now let's buy a smaller one.

However, the smaller one she was referring to was the larger one that Mili dreamed of.

"Hey, let's live like this, what else can we do? If we can eat and drink enough, a family of three is almost enough."

Wang Jun smiled at Mili, feeling less depressed and more relieved than before.

After paying the house payment, Miu Li walked briskly and bid farewell to Wang Jun.

Among them, Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan saved 1 yuan.

With the house purchase contract in the bag, holding Shen Ziqiang's arm, he strolled along the river, with the breeze blowing on his face, and Miu Li felt quite comfortable for a while.

"Husband, we are really a good family, really, parents on both sides, us, and Qingqing."

"Ah."

Shen Ziqiang was carrying the millet bag, with endless happiness written on his face.

"Let my parents stay here forever. We will provide them with pensions until the end of their lives. After a lifetime of hard work, it's time to enjoy the blessings. Although, I have to trouble them to continue to take care of Qingqing."

"Well, okay, everything is up to you!"

Shen Ziqiang took Miu Li's hand and walked forward slowly shaking it.

The setting sun stretched the shadows of the two people obliquely and long, and they were reflected on the rows of weeping willows on the river embankment.
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