Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

There are still five minutes before the end of get off work, but Mu Zi can't wait any longer. With happy and apologetic faces on his face, he said to other colleagues, "There is something wrong at home, can I leave early?"

The leader naturally wouldn't embarrass her and immediately let her go.

Leaving the procuratorate and sitting in the car, Mu Zi saw the rickety figure again. His pale hair was particularly conspicuous in the sun. The old carton was no longer in the hands of the old man, and replaced by a photo.

Mu Zi thought to herself, it should be a photo of that dog.

This thought flashed through his mind, and it was fleeting, replaced by everything related to Bai Wei.

It's been too long, she can't wait to see Bai Wei, she wants to see if Bai Wei is good, she wants to see if she still remembers her.

Finally looking forward to returning home, Mu Zi walked into the house quickly with his stomach supported, and quickly glanced around, only to see Murong Cheng.

"Where's mom?" Mu Zi looked left and right.

"In the kitchen." Murong Cheng walked over, held her cheek and kissed her, "My husband is back, and he didn't even look at him, Zizi, you're guilty."

Mu Zi didn't have time to quarrel with him, and took his hand and asked, "Why do you tell Mom to go to the kitchen as soon as you come back? You call her out and let her rest!"

"She knows that you are pregnant, so she has to cook porridge for you." Murong Cheng smiled and leaned close to her ear. "It is said to be the secret recipe passed down by the Bai family. She insists on drinking it every day. Not only the baby looks beautiful, but also pregnant women It was more beautiful before."

Mu Zi nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I want to drink!"

She turned to go to the kitchen, but was stopped by Murong Cheng, "Holding such a big ball, just stay with me."

The pregnant woman is not as agile as before, so she can only obediently sit in the dining room with Murong Cheng and wait.

Today Aunt Qin cooked many dishes, and the table was very rich, but because Bai Wei was there, Mu Zi looked forward to her mother's craft even more.

After waiting for a long while, finally waited until Bai Wei came out with the porridge, if it hadn't been for Murong Cheng to grab Mu Zi early, I'm afraid she would have ignored it.

"Mom!" Mu Zi screamed with joy, crisp and loud.

Bai Wei was surprised and delighted when she saw Mu Zi, her eyes fell on her high bulging belly, unable to move away for a long time, and muttered, "Rong Cheng said you are pregnant with two?"

Mu Zi was a little embarrassed, "Yeah."

Bai Wei put down the porridge in her hand, looked at Mu Zi's stomach, and said with unusual emotion: "Hey, really...I don't have any impression at all. When did you get married?"

Mu Zi glanced at Murong Cheng and replied, "Last year, in August and September."

"Really, as I get older, my memory is getting worse." Bai Wei smiled and pushed the porridge in front of Mu Zi, "Drink while it's hot."

Mu Zi said: "Mom is young, she looks like my sister!"

Bai Wei laughed softly. Although I knew that my daughter coaxed her to be obedient, I was still very happy.

Mu Zi drank the porridge, the taste was soft, waxy and refreshing, without the strange smell of Chinese medicinal materials, but a fruity fragrance.

"Delicious!" Mu Zi's eyes narrowed, enjoying herself very much.

"Drink it well." Bai Wei said with a smile, "but if it tastes good, you can't drink too much. You can only drink one bowl a day at most.

As he said, he seemed to remember something, and then said: "With a little blueberry sauce, it will taste better."

She turned her head habitually and shouted, "Husband, bring the blueberry sauce we made ourselves."

The voice fell and no one responded.

Bai Wei was stunned.

There was silence in the dining room, Mu Zi pinched the soup spoon, hesitatingly looked at Murong Cheng——

Murong Cheng's face was pale.

After a while, Bai Wei came back to his senses and touched her cheek with a smile, "It's strange... how could I say such things..."

Murong Cheng took a sharp breath, got up and left without saying a word.

Mu Zi silently took a few tissues and wiped Bai Wei's cheeks.

Bai Wei asked inexplicably: "Zizi, what are you doing touching my face?"

Mu Zi's heart seemed to be screwed down.

Mom, I'm helping you wipe your tears...