Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 841 Empathy

Seeing that she was still looking unhappy, Wu Wenqing stretched out his hand to tease the little guy's face, coaxing him and said, "Hanghang, how are you, mom?"

The little guy nodded seriously, and said in a childlike voice, "Okay." Saying this, he stretched out his hand to Mijia for a hug.

Seeing the child's clean eyes, Miya couldn't refuse the child's open hands no matter how much self-blame and guilt he had in his heart.

Taking the child from Wu Wenqing's arms again, Mi Jia hugged the child and kissed him on the face, pressing his forehead against his little head, and whispered, "Thank you, Hang Hang."

Wu Wenqing stood aside, looking at the mother and son, with a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth.

After the doctor in charge checked the little guy's room and confirmed that the little guy was almost ready to be discharged from the hospital, Cheng Yue went through the relevant discharge procedures.

In the ward, Aunt Qin packed the little guy's things into a bag. Mi Jia and Wu Wenqing sat on the bed with the child and played. The little guy seemed to have not seen Mi Jia's special intimacy and dependence on Mi Jia for a few days. , Even when playing with a car, she still has to cuddle up in Mitya's arms.

Mijia wanted to just stay with him like this, listen to him babbling and talking to himself, play with him, get him something to eat when he was hungry, sleep with him when he was sleepy, and wake up when he opened his eyes. When you see yourself for the first time.

But there are still a lot of things in the company waiting for her to deal with. She wants to leave it alone, but thinking of Uncle Dong who is still lying in the intensive care unit, she has no way to really leave it alone.

Seeing her thoughtful expression, Wu Wenqing looked at her and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Mi Jia came back to his senses, raised his head to meet Wu Wenqing's eyes, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"It's something in the company." Even if she didn't say it, Wu Wenqing could more or less guess it.

Mitya said nothing, but kept his eyes fixed on the child.

Wu Wenqing went on to say, "My aunt doesn't understand your work. I haven't gone to work since I married your uncle in my life. Cooking and washing clothes at home is all I have in life. Other than that, most I just draw with a brush when I have free time. But even so, sometimes I don’t know what to do when I hold a paintbrush, and my head is blank when I face the blank drawing paper.”

Hearing what she said, Mitya slowly raised his head and looked at her.

Wu Wenqing smiled, looked at her and continued, "At this time, your uncle will always help me turn the drawing paper upside down, put the original vertical ones horizontally for me, and make the original fixed positions skewed on purpose, which is strange. The most important thing is that after that change, I really drew it, and when I looked at the drawing paper, I gradually began to have images in my mind."

Mitya looked at her, and seemed to have understood what she was going to say.

"Things are not smooth, just like life, there are waves and ups and downs, which makes people feel more exciting. Of course, there is not only one way to solve many things. Maybe we can see what we think of from another angle. Same."

He pulled Mijia's hand and put it on his own, "Mijia, don't push yourself too hard on some things, if you are tired, the people around you will also be tired. No one is guaranteed to succeed, don't give too much to yourself. We should have no regrets if we try our best in everything.”

Looking at her, Miya felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, auntie, I made you worry."

Wu Wenqing shook his head and said, "I don't care if I'm worried or not. The one who worries about you the most is Cheng Yue."

Miya lowered her head, "I'm not only not a good mother, I'm not a good wife either."

"Look at you, you keep saying these things." Wu Wenqing said disapprovingly, "Cheng Yue knows best how good you are."

Mijia looked at her and smiled, maybe life is not that bad, no matter how many things go wrong, at least she has so many supportive and kind people around her, which makes her luckier than many people.

Secretary Xiao's call came in at this time, Mi Jia glanced at it and didn't answer it right away, but pressed the ringer and put it back immediately.

Wu Wenqing saw all of this and asked, "Did you call from the company?"

Mitya looked at the child and said, "There is nothing important."

She didn't want to say it, and Wu Wenqing didn't ask any more, for fear that he would put too much pressure on her by talking too much.

When Cheng Yue came back from the hospital after completing the discharge procedures, the little guy was having fun with Mi Jia and Wu Wenqing, and he didn't look as sick as he did a few days ago.

The little guy has better eyesight than everyone else, Cheng Yue saw him immediately when he came in, smiled at him and even got out of bed to find him.

Mi Jia picked up the little guy and walked towards Chengyue, "Have you completed the discharge procedures?"

Cheng Yue nodded, stretched out his hand to take the little guy from her hand, and deliberately rubbed his chin on his face, the unshaven stubble made the little guy giggle non-stop.

Wu Wenqing and Aunt Qin came over with the little guy's things, "Okay, we're going home."

When several people walked out of the ward and waited for the elevator, Secretary Xiao's call came in again.

Mi Jia hesitated holding the phone, she knew what Secretary Xiao wanted to say when she called without answering.

Holding the child, Cheng Yue said, "Come on, auntie and I are here, it's fine."

Miya looked at the little guy in his arms, and the little guy was also looking at her with his pair of black eyes. She really didn't want to leave like this. At least she would accompany the child out of the hospital, send him home, and watch him sleep tiredly. Just watch her leave.

"Yes, let's go there quickly." Wu Wenqing said the same.

Mi Jia looked at them, and stepped forward to kiss the little guy in Cheng Yue's arms. The little guy didn't understand, but he pouted happily when he saw his mother kissing him.

Mitya kissed his little mouth, then patted his head, and turned away.

Seeing his mother walking away, the little guy seemed to realize that something was wrong, stared blankly, and whispered softly, "Ma, Ma Ma..."

Mi Jiabing didn't leave the hospital right away, but turned back to the east side of Jiangcheng. When he arrived, Jiang Jun just came out of it, and the two met in the corridor. Jiang Junjie looked at her expression with guilt, He wanted to say something, but he seemed a little afraid.

Miya thought of the joy and joy the little guy saw when he saw him just now. He was obviously not a good mother, but he never cared about her faults and failure to fulfill her responsibilities. The first time he saw her, he showed the most innocent Smiling, he unabashedly opened his hands to ask her for a hug.

Perhaps thinking about it from another perspective, Jiang Junjie's tolerance and forgiveness towards Zhou Wenqin before may be the reason for the inseparable blood relationship between them.

(End of this chapter)