Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Miao Miao, have you thought about anything from the past recently?" Tang Qiaoqiao is not a person who can beat around the bush, so she asked straight to the point after sitting down for a long time.

Holding the dim sum, Xin Miaomiao looked at it blankly, blinked her long eyelashes, and then asked with a puzzled face, "What happened before?"

Tang Qiaoqiao frowned, and didn't know what to say. She wasn't Xin Miaomiao, and she didn't know what her current situation was.

She got up, walked to Xin Miaomiao's side, sat down beside her, and stroked her little head: "Miaomiao has often had a headache recently."

"Yes, it hurts so bad." Xin Miaomiao nodded hurriedly, poking her temple with a little finger, and said as if muttering, "It hurts here."

Seeing her like this, Tang Qiaoqiao felt uncomfortable again, and even had the urge to cry.

She wrapped her little paws with her little hands, stared into her eyes, and said word by word: "Miao Miao, you won't live long, you are going to die."

"Pa-ta..." The little boy was dumbfounded, and the snack in his hand dropped, hitting the ground and shattering into crumbs.

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a week later.

City C has truly entered winter, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

The heating was turned on everywhere in the Xin family, and it was very warm, but the Xin family was not very peaceful in the early morning. Xin Miaomiao was lying on the bed rolling around, and refused to get up no matter what.

Yang Rong sat on the bedside and asked the reason softly, but the little girl hugged her neck and refused to say the reason, and would not let her go to work. As long as she moved, she would look at her with tears in her eyes, which made Yang Rong feel distressed endlessly.

Yang Rong really had no choice but to rest for a day, not going to work, nor letting her go to school, just playing with her at home.

The little girl is in poor health and cannot do ordinary physical activities, so she can only stay in the room and talk to Yang Rong. Yang Rong patiently accompanied her all morning. At noon, someone from the company notified that there was an important meeting in the afternoon. join.

Yang Rong sneaked out while her daughter was taking a nap.

When Xin Miaomiao woke up, she realized that there was no mother by her side. She pursed her lips a little aggrieved, but she didn't cry. She dressed herself and went to the Mo's house next door.

Lu Hanfan had already left Mo's house, and Mo Ziqi was not at home. Xin Miaomiao went in and wandered around, and finally found a comfortable position to nest on the balcony of Mo Ziqi's room.

Steward Xu brought her some food, and seeing her nestled into a small ball, lying on the single sofa, looking a little lonely, he asked distressedly, "Why didn't Ms. Miao Miao go to school today?"

"Miaomiao doesn't want to go." Xin Miaomiao lowered her head, grabbed the snack in her palm with her small hands, but refused to eat it. She scattered the snack, sticking it to her hand, and then gently wiped it with a small towel.

"Why don't you want to go? Is someone bullying Miss Miao Miao at school?" Steward Xu asked.

Xin Miaomiao shook her head, her little head drooped lower and lower, and when she rested her little chin on her knees, she tilted her little head to look at Butler Xu, and asked in a very uncertain voice, "Grandpa Xu, can you Do you want to take Meow Meow out to play?"

going out to play?

Steward Xu was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at her suspiciously.

Xin Miaomiao pouted, looking aggrieved: "Miao Miao has never gone out, mom and Qiqi are not allowed to go out to play."