Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 312
"Mom, why are you here?" Song Zhiwei asked, and then asked Xiaohua to go to the bathroom to wash her hands.

"I'm here to get something." He Yuxiu asked again, "Whose family does this child belong to?"

Song Zhiwei lowered her voice and explained: "She is a child from the orphanage and will stay at our house for a few days."

"Why did you bring the children from the orphanage home?" He Yuxiu frowned and asked in puzzlement.

"It's a long story, I'll explain it to you later." Song Zhiwei changed the topic, "By the way, how is Xue Qian's situation?"

"It's recovering very well, you can eat and jump." He Yuxiu asked again, "By the way, why hasn't her boyfriend come over these two days?"

"Isn't there a drill? I guess her boyfriend has gone too." Song Zhiwei thought to herself that since Xie Yi is not here, she should go and talk with Xue Qian, otherwise with Xue Qian's chatty nature, she might suffocate to death .

So, she said, "Mom, then help me tidy up the room, and I'll go and see Xue Qian."

After finishing speaking, she called Xiao Hua and led her to the rented house.

Opening the door, Xue Qian was eating and watching TV with a box of potato chips in her arms. Seeing Song Zhiwei coming in, she immediately jumped up happily, "Sister Wei, you are here. Hey, why are you leading such a cute child? Where did you abduct it from?"

Song Zhiwei smiled and glared at Xue Qian, who was joking around, and said, "I will take the children from the orphanage home for a few days."

Xue Qian knew that her colleagues from the hospital had gone to the orphanage, but she didn't expect Song Zhiwei to bring a child back.

But she who likes children didn't ask too much, walked over to Xiao Hua's head with a smile, and deliberately asked in a baby voice: "Little boy, do you want to eat potato chips?"

Xiaohua was a little frightened by the enthusiastic Xue Qian, and hid behind Song Zhiwei.

Song Zhiwei hurriedly said to Xue Qian: "Don't scare her, look at the eyeballs on your face, you haven't washed your face yet."

Xue Qian stuck out her tongue and wiped her eyes, "Anyway, I don't go out to meet people, so why wash my face?"

"It's really dirty." Song Zhiwei said suspiciously, "Xiao Hua, you must not learn from this aunt."

"What auntie, I'm a big sister." Xue Qian refused to accept her old ways to induce Xiao Hua, "Little darling, call me big sister, and if you call big sister, I'll treat you to potato chips."

But Xiao Hua just held Song Zhiwei's hand tightly and didn't speak.

"Why does this kid feel so timid?" Xue Qian said, wrinkling her nose after being bored.

"If you lived in an orphanage, you would be just as timid." Song Zhiwei lowered her head and asked Xiao Hua, "Xiao Hua, do you want to eat potato chips? It's a snack that tastes similar to French fries."

Xiao Hua nodded.

"Then wash your hands first." Song Zhiwei pointed in the direction of the bathroom and asked Xiao Hua to wash her hands.

When she passed by, Song Zhiwei explained to Xue Qian in a low voice: "Xiaohua is a child with a special situation, and she is very timid. Don't make jokes, be careful to scare her."

"The situation is special? How special is it?" Xue Qian asked curiously.

"Anyway, it's very special, so don't ask." Song Zhiwei warned.

Sitting on the sofa, Xiao Hua ate the potato chips given by Xue Qian's "sister", staring at the TV screen intently.

Song Zhiwei thought that Xiao Hua would seldom watch TV, so she took the initiative to ask: "Xiao Hua, do you want to watch cartoons?"

Xiao Hua took a look at Xue Qian and shook her head sensiblely.

Xue Qian immediately said: "My sister also wants to watch cartoons."

Xiao Hua nodded.

After switching to the animation channel, Xiaohua enjoyed watching it very happily.

Song Zhiwei chatted with Xue Qian, "Qianqian, have Xie Yi's parents called you during this time?"

"They don't have my phone number, how can I call?" Xue Qian took a bite of potato chips and shook her head.

"Then did they express their apology through Xie Yi?" Song Zhiwei asked again.

"What apology?" Xue Qian didn't understand.

"That's why you fell and slipped your tire." Song Zhiwei dared to ask this question because Xue Qian's mood had returned to normal these days.

"They didn't do it on purpose, so there's no need to apologize to me." Xue Qian said tolerantly.

Song Zhiwei didn't want to provoke her relationship with Xie's family. Seeing that Xue Qian didn't mind, she had to change the phrase: "Then do you still plan to marry Xie Yi?"

"I'm planning." Xue Qian nodded and said, "Xie Yi said that he would take me back to his house to discuss the marriage when the Chinese New Year comes."

Song Zhiwei frowned. Xie Yi was becoming more and more difficult for her to see through. She obviously didn't want to marry Xue Qian, so why did she mention meeting her parents again.

"Qianqian, do you really like Xie Yi that much?" Song Zhiwei couldn't help asking, "Didn't you say you wanted to investigate him more before? Now why do you feel like you're stuck again?"

"I have always liked him." Xue Qian admitted generously, "I said before that he was not very kind to me, but now that I think about it, it is impossible for every man to be like Brother Xuan, as long as Xie Yi is It doesn't matter if I love him more if he cares about me."

"Then you think he cares about you?" Song Zhiwei really wanted to tell about Xie Yi's cheating, but she was afraid that Xue Qian's current physical condition would not be able to bear it.

"Yes." Xue Qian nodded and said, "Otherwise he wouldn't have time to come and see me."

Seeing that Xiao Hua had eaten all the potato chips, Xue Qian asked, "Little boy, do you want some fruit?"

Xiao Hua nodded.

So Xue Qian took an apple and peeled it.

After peeling the apple, she casually put the knife on the coffee table.

Song Zhiwei drank too much water, and went to the toilet a little anxiously.

She suddenly heard Xue Qian utter an exclamation, and hurried out.

When she saw that Xiao Hua's fingers were cut and bleeding by the knife for some reason, when Xue Qian wanted to suck Xiao Hua's fingers, she hurriedly stopped her loudly: "Qianqian, don't suck!"

Xue Qian, who opened her mouth, was taken aback, thinking that Song Zhiwei felt unclean, so she said indifferently: "It's okay, little boy's hands are very clean."

Song Zhiwei strode over, then pulled Xue Qian away, and used a tissue to treat Xiaohua's wound.

"Do you have a Band-Aid at home?" She asked Xue Qian while wrapping a tissue around Xiaohua's wound.

"It seems to be there, I'll look for it." Xue Qian took out a box of Band-Aids from the room.

Song Zhiwei quickly tore one open and wrapped Xiaohua's fingers up.

During the bandaging process, Song Zhiwei was inevitably stained with Xiaohua's blood, so she didn't ask Xue Qian: "Do you have blood on your hands?"

Xue Qian shook her head, "No."

Song Zhiwei comforted Xiaohua a few words, and called Xue Qian to the bathroom.

While washing her hands, she asked again in a low voice: "Are you sure you didn't get Xiao Hua's blood?"

"It should be." Xue Qian felt strange, "Sister Wei, why are you so nervous?"

should?Song Zhiwei didn't have time to explain. After wiping her hands clean, she grabbed Xue Qian's hand and examined it carefully. She was relieved when she confirmed that there were no signs of blood or broken skin.

(End of this chapter)