80 military doctor's little wife

In the past, Tang Zhijun collected all the clothes that were put on the floor and on the bed, and put them in the cupboard. He was also standing in front of the cupboard, and his face was not good. It was obvious that he prevented sang Zhilan from taking the clothes.

How can it be that the child wants to take clothes before he goes with him? Even if Yu Xin follows the mother, he can't have a good life. He can throw the child like this. It may be unintentional or careless, but it's hard to be a mother. She doesn't have the consciousness to help the child up, Do you want to take the baby to the doctor again?

This is the head of a fall. What should we do if something goes wrong?

How old is Xiaoyu? She is only three years old.

Sang Zhilan doesn't stand, sit, go or stay now. In fact, she knows she should go with her. But when she thinks of her younger daughter, she has no idea what to do?

And the innocent outside is going to be dark, if she doesn't go, she really can only stay here.

No, she bit her teeth. She can't stay here. Otherwise, I don't know what Weitian will think?

"Zhijun, my sister-in-law has something else to do in the factory. I'll leave first. Tomorrow I'll come back to see Xinxin. She should not have fallen heavily. It's OK."

Her smile is very uncomfortable, even more ugly, even these words she said are incoherent, Tang Zhijun turned his mouth, which time when the heart sick, she was there, so she said love metaphor heart, love fart, difficult not achievement, don't worry about his daughter, children are now hurt, this is not worry, say go, she is such a mother?

No, such a woman, heart absolutely can't give her.

When Tang Zhinian came back with Tang Yuxin in his arms, sang Zhilan had already left. The house was in a mess. Even the shoes he made for his daughter for the Spring Festival were left outside.

"Are you all right?" Tang Zhijun carefully hugged Tang Yu's heart. He saw that the child's face was not very good. He opened his eyes, but he didn't like to talk. There was still a big bag on his forehead. Fortunately, it wasn't wrapped up.

"It's OK, it's just bruised. It's good these days," Tang Zhinian carefully rubbed his daughter's head.

"And she?" When he came back, he didn't see sang Zhilan. In fact, he already knew that sang Zhilan had gone back, and there was still some hope in his heart. When he came back, sang Zhilan knew that he was wrong, but it seemed that he was disappointed in the result.

She didn't love her daughter at all, but she didn't love her daughter. Why did she take her away.

"What else can we do? She's gone long ago, brother. We can't let her take away her heart anyway?" Tang Zhijun gas hit the wall, the old wall is falling a few pieces.

Tang Zhinian didn't speak. He just gently pulled the quilt for his daughter, then took the new shoes which were put aside, and put them back in the cupboard silently.

When both of them went out, Tang Yuxin opened her eyes. She touched her forehead and her lips. At this time, she added some light color, which was not as ruddy as before.

She carefully climbed down the wooden bed, and then ran to the door, and then squatted in front of the door, put her ears on the door, but also listen to the outside if there seems to be no sound, now the house sound insulation is not too good, as long as it is not too deliberate to suppress the sound, not even a little sound is not.