The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ye Yuwei and his son said something, then they carried Yuan Mo back down the mountain.

Yuan Mo was lying on Ye Yuwei's shoulder, and his small hands were tightly held together, "Auntie, I don't hurt so much, you don't have to walk so fast."

Ye Yuwei was carrying Yuan Mo on her back. The frequency of her steps did not change, and her ankles were swollen into small buns. How could it not hurt?

"Be patient, just be down to the mountain." Ye Yuwei whispered comfortingly.

"My mother said, boys can't cry." Yuan Mo whispered.

Ye Yuwei paused, and suddenly thought Grandpa Yuan said that he hadn't seen his parents in more than a year, just because his parents were soldiers.

"Children can cry, and cry if they hurt badly." Ye Yuwei felt distressed for Yuan Mo, the little boy she had just met, this little boy who always made her daughter laugh, and also had his own heart hurt.

Yuan Mo squeezed his small mouth tightly and never let himself cry.

Ye Yuwei carried Yuan Mo to the home of Mr. Yao Lao, and hurriedly placed Yuan Mo on the diagnostic bed outside.

Mr. Yao Lao frowned and reached out to squeeze Yuan Mo's ankle. Yuan Mo called out without holding back. Ye Yuwei hurriedly hugged his small body.

"The bones are misplaced, boy, how did it happen?" Said Mr. Yao Lao, but he was not too worried.

Yuan Mo's aching body shivered, and the white face was originally sweaty.

"Weiwei, hug him, and I reset his bones." Mr. Yao said, looking down at his red feet, frowning.

Ye Yuwei looked at Mr. Yao Lao in disbelief. Was he just like this, did he just reset like this?

That kind of pain-

Mr. Yao Lao reached out and grabbed Yuan Mo's little feet, then rubbed it gently.

Probably because the pain was so bad, Yuan Mo finally burst into tears at the moment.

Ye Yuwei hugged his upper body tightly and pressed his little head into his arms. "It will be fine in a while, it will be fine in a while."

"Woo, mum, mum--" Yuan Mo cried, his voice ripped through his heart, and it was extremely painful.

Ye Yuwei hugged him tightly, the other hand pressed against his other leg.

Ye Xicheng heard Yuan Mo's cry when he came back with Xixi. He was holding his sister in one hand and Yuan Mo's small medicine basket in one hand.

Just when Yuan Mo heard the call, Ye Xicheng hurriedly put down the small medicine basket in his hand and ran in.

Ye Xicheng ran to the bed, his small hands clenched tightly, looking at Yuan Mo, who had been in pain until he was struggling, and water vapor slowly appeared in his big eyes.

"Mummy, what's wrong with Brother Yuan Mo?" Sisi looked at his mother with horror, listening to Brother Yuan Mo's cry, feeling so painful.

"Xicheng went to call your father." Mr. Yao Lao said, Ye Yuwei couldn't control Yuan Mo's small body alone. He was so painful, so he had been struggling, so she made it harder for him A lot bigger, it will make him more painful.

Yuan Mo's cry was so loud that Gu Juxi had heard it in the back, so he had reached the door at this moment.

"What's the matter?" Gu Juixi asked in a deep voice, and walked to Ye Yuwei's place, taking over Ye Yuwei's position, hugging Yuan Mo's struggling little body, but frowning, but the kid's strength was not so big .

Yuan Mo cried and called his mother, Ye Yuwei pressed one of his legs, his heart seemed to be torn apart by someone, sour.

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