don't be alone anymore

*full of love*

……

Praising others as "cute" in front of the elders?

Wen Yang was really bold when he flew from the sky.

However, Wen Bold failed to hold on for a moment, and was instantly defeated under Lin Yueqing's gaze.

Calm and gentle eyes, accompanied by slightly raised eyebrows...

Mother and daughter are really alike.

Wen Yang scratched his hair as if to cover up, and looked away.

……

In order to reassure a mother, Wen Yang accepted Lin Yueqing's WeChat transfer.

She will not use this heavy maternal love... Even when Jian Muzi needs it, she will leave the 1 yuan to Jian Muzi.

As for Jian Muzi's need...she, Wen Yang, will help even when her family is ruined.

This is something she will do without Lin Yueqing's entrustment.

Wen Yang guessed that Lu Ran and Mingli would probably not use Lin Yueqing's money if they accepted it.

At this moment, she suddenly missed her mother.

Yang Changrong...

I don't know if Yang Changrong also took care of her in the past, or if he was so silent and unknown to her.

……

"Auntie, don't worry, this is a secret between us."

Lin Yueqing smiled.

In a way, my daughter's friends are very similar to her.

Thoughtful, warm, and complete with ironing.

"Wen Yang, do you know what kind of food our little Mu likes to eat?"

"what?"

When Lin Yueqing asked about this kind of thing suddenly, Officer Wen couldn't react for a while.

This topic turned too fast, right?

Strange as it is, Wen Yang obediently answered the elder's question.

"...I know she likes vegetables, not much starchy stuff. Likes white meat, doesn't like red meat. That's about it."

Lin Yueqing nodded, first, she agreed with Wen Yang's words, and second, she agreed with Wen Yang, who is a lovely person.

She could probably guess that Wen Yang was a child her daughter only became acquainted with after returning to China.

It is a blessing to have such an accurate understanding of her daughter's food preferences in such a short period of time.

"You're right. We Xiaomu..."

Lin Yueqing laughed lightly,

"I don't know if you have noticed, but she still hates eating steamed buns, especially steamed buns filled with pork. Hehe, this is because when she was in junior high school, she once bought a basket of steamed buns for lunch. At that time, she was still able to accept Red meat. However, not long after that lunch, she went to the hospital with acute gastroenteritis. Since then, the child has been very resistant to buns, especially meat buns. Later, when she became a doctor, she didn’t even look at red meat It's pleasing to the eye..."

Wen Yang listened carefully to Lin Yueqing's memories.

Jian Muzi's past, the past she had no way of participating in, was so easily told from Lin Yueqing's mouth, her heart began to become soft.

The tension caused by Lin Yueqing being Jian Muzi's mother dissipated invisible in the other party's soft words and smiles.

She suddenly felt that the obvious sense of distance between herself and Lin Yueqing disappeared.

"No wonder~"

Wen Yang pursed his lips, secretly smiling.

No wonder Jian Muzi had never eaten steamed stuffed buns before, no wonder the other party was speechless when she saw steamed stuffed buns.

In the past, she thought that Jian Muzi didn't like red meat buns, but it turned out that she didn't like all buns.

She felt distressed because of Jian Muzi's sudden illness in her teens, but she also felt cute because of her petty temper later on.

How can Jian Mumu be so cute?

Actually persisted until the age of 33...

20 years...

Jian Muzi with a lot of temperament.

"Also, our little Mu likes to eat stewed eggs with scallops. As long as there is this dish on the table, she will usually be willing to eat two bowls of rice."

Wen Yang unconsciously let out a "wow".

"I really like it. It's rare for her to eat a bowl of rice."

Lin Yueqing glanced at Wen Yang with a smile.

Wen Yang wanted to engrave the part about Jian Muzi in his heart after hearing it.

Police officer Wen, who was caught in real-time memory, completely ignored the meaning in Lin Yueqing's eyes.

The mother, while testing Wen Yang, told Wen Yang some secret information without a trace.

"Okay, let's go and deliver food to their father and daughter, lest they wait in a hurry."

……

Wen Yang followed Lin Yueqing downstairs, walked out of the dormitory of the emergency center, and she seemed to suddenly remember something after returning to her normal state.

"Auntie... did you leave footprints and mud when you gave birth to Jian Muzi?"

Wen Yang smiled harmlessly,

"I was bored at home yesterday, and I found my footprints, mud and photos from my birth day. If you still have them, can you send them to me via WeChat?"

Lin Yueqing froze for a moment, but changed into her usual composure the next moment.

"...Yes, there must be. But it seems to be left in the old house. One day, when Auntie returns to the old house, I will help you find it. If I find it, I will take a picture of it for you."

Wen Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and his smile became more harmless,

"Okay, thank you, Auntie, and I'm sorry to trouble you."

She thought about it and added,

"I feel that it would be interesting to blackmail Jian Muzi with the photos of Jian Muzi when she was a child."

"Is it?"

Lin Yueqing laughed.

Police officer Kui Wen could tell if he wanted to blackmail his daughter in front of his mother.

Officer Wen became Wen Bold again.

……

When approaching the inpatient area, Officer Wen suddenly realized another thing.

She had no intention of delivering food to Jian Muzi herself.

just in case……

What if Jian Muzi threatens her again?

And if Jian Muzi sees that she made the soup herself, she can probably guess that she didn't get enough sleep last night.

"What's the matter, Wen Yang?"

Facing Lin Yueqing's gentle gaze, Wen Yang hesitated and twitched.

"Auntie, it suddenly occurred to me that I still have something to do... the unit! The unit has tasks! This breakfast is for you."

Wen Yang immediately handed over everything in his hand to Lin Yueqing.

"I'm sorry, Auntie. Please help me take it there...and Jian Mu...if I send it there, I might be threatened by Jian Muzi again...Forget it, take it there for me. Never! Don't say I sent it. Thank you, Auntie."

After Wen Yang finished explaining, he ran away in a hurry.

Lin Yueqing didn't stop her.

Looking at the figure of the other party running away, the dignified Ms. Lin finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed.

This kid is too cute~

……

The carefully prepared breakfast won Xia Liang's praise.

This soup smells like a fragrance, not to mention the taste.

"Why does my Ms. Lin suddenly want to make soup today? I don't seem to have tasted this soup before~"

Lin Yueqing smiled calmly, and turned her gaze to her little daughter on the sofa.

"Xiao Mu, does this thermos look familiar?"

Wen Yang changed to a new thermos that Jian Muzi couldn't recognize, so Jian Muzi naturally didn't find it familiar.

But when Lin Yueqing asked, there was clearly an undertone.

The father and daughter holding soup bowls glanced at each other...

Officer Wen's face entered their minds at the same time.

Facing Lin Yueqing's eyes with a different smile, Jian Muzi pursed her lips and pretended to be stupid, "I don't think they look familiar. I haven't seen them before."

"Is it?"

Lin Yueqing continued to stare at Jian Muzi and smiled until she stared at Jian Muzi until her face turned red.

To be honest, Lin Yueqing felt novelty seeing her little daughter blushing.

It seems that our police officer Wen's charm is really amazing.

"Mom can't remember when was the last time I saw you blushing?"

Jian Muzi pretended to be calm when she heard the words, and looked straight into Lin Yueqing's eyes without moving her eyes.

As if this appearance can show how confident he is.

But the next moment...

"Then since you don't know him, I won't continue talking?"

This kind of wife, this kind of Ms. Lin, is not at all like the dignified and elegant Lin Yueqing, but rather like the wicked dean on the bed.

Jian Muzi was a little helpless,

"No wonder there is an old saying in China: If you are not a family, you do not enter a family. You and the dean are indeed a match made in heaven."

As soon as these words came out, the person on the bed and the person beside the bed laughed heartily.

Jian Muzi also laughed along with the two of them, just smiling, suddenly felt a little depressed in her heart.

Of course, he was annoyed at Officer Wen.

This childish policeman almost made her lose face and secret in front of the two parents.

……

"Yangyang is a good boy. She drove to the dormitory to deliver breakfast to me after 6 o'clock in the morning. Not only did you prepare the breakfast for your father and daughter, but also prepared mine. This soup is cooked by herself. I can't take credit. And this snack, which she bought by car, I can't take credit either."

Xia Liang followed the trend and asked,

"What about her? Why didn't she come over?"

The smile lines at the corners of Lin Yueqing's eyes became a beautiful decoration,

"We have to ask your good daughter about it. We, Yang Yang, have nothing to say, lest your daughter come to threaten her again, give the things to me, turn around and run away."

Lin Yueqing glanced at her daughter who was in a state of embarrassment, and continued, "This soup is naturally a good soup. You father and daughter have never made soup, so naturally you don't know... This soup can't be cooked for a few hours. And the child went back very late yesterday, so he can only wait until the early morning to go to the wholesale market to buy these ingredients..."

Jian Muzi put down the soup bowl and spoon in her hand, and when she got up, she emphasized, "I'm done eating."

Immediately left the bed.

The couples in the ward all smiled brightly, clearly seeing their daughter's shyness.

And what about the daughter who walked out of the ward and pretended to look at the scenery?

Jian Muzi walked to the end of the corridor, stood by the window and looked at an unknown point outside the window, but her heart was already surrounded by balls of cotton candy...

Lots and lots, very sweet, very sweet, very soft, very warm.

Presumably pink, strawberry-flavored marshmallows.

But the party surrounded by pink cotton candy still refused to admit defeat.

Obviously the corners of his lips are raised, but he still wants to complain in a low voice.

Haven't had enough sleep yet!

Disobedient childish ghost!

……

In the ward, when Xia Liang wanted to serve the third bowl of soup, he was stopped by Lin Yueqing's sharp eyes.

Lin Yueqing raised her eyebrows and slightly annoyed,

"Okay, Mr. Xia. This is not the soup I made, you are so diligent in cleaning up the bottom."

She glanced in the direction of the door of the ward,

"Leave some for Xiao Mu."

Mr. Xia, who was leaning on the hospital bed, slapped his lips twice.

"Ma'am is right, the old man is greedy."

……

After arriving home, Officer Wen went back to bed to catch up on sleep.

There were at least a few hours in the wee hours of the morning thinking about the pot of soup on the stove and not getting enough sleep.

Before going to bed, she really wanted to bring lunch for Jian Muzi and Xia Liang, and she also wanted to try Jian Muzi's favorite stewed eggs with scallops.

but……

Isn't this self-exposing?

Suddenly knowing such a private food preference, Jian Muzi must have noticed what Lin Yueqing said to her, right?

It's just to catch up on sleep. Officer Wen can think especially after closing his eyes.

But thinking about it, fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Lunch is definitely not delivered.

After waking up, Officer Wen looked at the time and only had a moment of regret.

Regret just got into her head, and she found comfort for herself.

It is not suitable for her to deliver food.

In order to avoid Jian Muzi's re-education, it's better not to show up obediently.

I just don't know, did Aunt Lin keep the secret for herself?

……

While Police Officer Wen was feeling anxious, Jian Muzi had already cleaned up the remaining big bone chicken soup in the insulated pot at the inpatient department.

Consistent with what Lin Yueqing expected...

Jian Muzi especially cherishes and cares about the soup made by Wen Yang.

Even the breakfast staples that Police Officer Wen bought from the store, and the rest of the snacks were taken by Jian Muzi as lunch.

Dean Xia, who was eating lunch made by his wife on the bed, said: It's okay, it's okay.

Fortunately, my wife reminded me.

A gentleman does not take what others like, otherwise how could Xiao Mu have such a good appetite?

……