Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife

She walked behind Uncle Zhao and gently grasped the edge of the crib.

Uncle Zhao, who was still upset by the crib the previous second, felt a lot more relaxed instantly.

"Miss ..." Uncle Zhao looked up in surprise, looking at Ruan Mengmeng.

Actually, he didn't figure out how to reduce the weight.

As Ruan Mengmeng was preparing to speak, a voice that was not happy interrupted her conversation with Uncle Zhao.

"Xiao Zhao, who asked you to stop! It's very late. Miss Yao is now pregnant with her little master and must rest on time. Hurry up and move in the crib to save Miss Yao from sleeping."

The source of the sound is above the stairs.

The speaker was the old maid Wang, who came from the old house.

She was a servant brought from her maid when she married Li from the old lady.

Because of this relationship, Wang's position in the old house is second only to Zhang Bo.

But compared to Zhang Bo, who is stable and stereotyped, but knows the size, Wang's mother has a little reliance on the old lady's power and the meaning of fox and tiger.

This time, she was sent by Mrs. Li to take care of Yao Yuqing.

It is the same as Li Jiaxuan's grandson who asked her to take care of the future.

In this way, when treating other servants on the side of Li Yuan, the mother's posture was taken higher.

"Why are you still doing that? Move on—" Zhang Ma saw a few more throats when she saw that Uncle Zhao didn't move.

At this moment, there are other busy, up and down servants on the stairs.

Although Li ’s stairs are wide and stable, they are always a little overwhelming in such a messy scene.

The position of Uncle Zhao stood at the corner, and was so roared by Wang's mother that he was worried about Ruan Mengmeng subconsciously.

Fearing that Ruan Mengmeng would be bullied by an old lady, she was a little confused.

Uncle Zhao immediately bent down and lifted the lower edge of the crib.

"Miss, please let go ... there are many people here, so I am afraid of hurting you."

After speaking, Uncle Zhao and the other two servants moved the crib upstairs together.

But he made a turn, because he was blocked by the bed rails, and happened to hit the servant who was walking downstairs with a lamp.

That lamp was in the room where Yao Yuqing lived, because the mother said that the shape of the lamp looked like a funnel.

Leaks, as if the child were to miss, are not good.

So let the servants move down.

And the funnel-shaped table lamp was just so tall and heavy. The servant moved downstairs, wobbled, and her vision was blocked.

This time is good, directly hit with Uncle Zhao.

Seeing the servants walking from the top to the bottom, as soon as their arms were loose, the table lamp would fall and hit the uncle Zhao who was standing under the steps.

As soon as the matter hit, Ruan Mengmeng quickly responded.

Zhao Shu, who almost fell down with his left hand, pulled back to help stabilize.

Extend your right hand upwards, holding one lamp holder.

The table lamp, which was to be held by an adult man with both arms, to be hugged to hold the desk lamp downstairs, was steadily caught by Ruan Mengmeng.

"Uncle Zhao, are you okay?" Ruan Mengmeng carefully observed the situation of Uncle Zhao.

He was hit just now, his strength was relieved, and his strength was relaxed.

If it wasn't for her ill-intentioned hands, she would pull Zhao Shu away and help stabilize her.

His hands might have been pressed under the solid wood bed by the heavy crib.

If so, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Uncle Zhao: "It's okay, thank you Miss, thank you for your help ..."

"What's going on, what's going on just now ..." Uncle Zhao hadn't finished speaking yet, and Wang's mother's violent voice had already passed.