Wen Qing calmed down, changed her clothes, and walked out of the back room, "I'll go to Mrs. Ji's room to get my mobile phone." "I just left the phone in her hospital room.

"Wait. "Mo Zichen is very sensitive when he hears about Mrs. Ji's ward now.

"What are you doing?" Wen Qing asked, turning her head puzzled.

"Uh...... I'll be with you. Mo Zichen got up, walked over, put his arm around her shoulders and walked out of the door with complicated eyes.

Walking to the door, Wen Qing shook his shoulders and took his arm: "The court is public, what kind of system is it?" ”

Mo Zichen raised his eyebrows and said, "We are legitimate." ”

This poked Wen Qing's sore spot, she stopped and asked, "What is legal?

Mo Zichen touched the bridge of his nose weakly, Wen Qing pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, followed by a small tail.

Mrs. Ji had a needle in her hand, Wen Qing's blood slowly flowed into her body, and she hurriedly got up when she saw someone coming: "Qing'er, why don't you rest for a while after you just finished drawing blood?"

"I'm okay Auntie, how are you feeling, are you feeling better?" Wen Qing walked over with a smile and helped her put a pillow behind her.

Mrs. Ji hurriedly grabbed her hand, for fear that she would leave: "I'm a lot better child, thank you!" Feeling her body, after her hot blood flowed in, began to recover, with vitality and strength, an indescribable sense of intimacy arose, making her eager to get closer to her, a little closer.

"You're kind Auntie, it's a gesture. Wen Qing's eyes were full of Wen Qing and full of smiles.

"Child, have we seen each other somewhere before, and when I see you, I feel like I have seen my own relatives, very familiar. Mrs. Ji followed her heart and explored the girl in front of her who was desperate to get closer.

Wen Qing shook her head: "No, right?" If it weren't for Mo Zichen, how could she have come into contact with this kind of upper-class wealthy Kuotai, so she could be 100% sure that they had no contact before.

"Then where were you born? Were you born in this city?" Mrs. Ji felt that maybe the world was small, and there might be some involvement in a city, or maybe you wouldn't look up and look down, and maybe you had met before but didn't know each other. Anyway, she just wants to have something to do with her, even if it's a passerby who has only met before.

Wen Qing shook her head again: "I don't know where I was born, I don't know where I'm from, I just know that I've been in an orphanage for as long as I can remember." I once asked the dean about my background, but unfortunately she didn't know. All I know is that it was a snowy day, and I was put at the door of the orphanage, crying hoarsely, before I was found and carried into the house, and I have lived there ever since. "I used to feel that I didn't care about the past, but now I still feel a tingling in my heart when I think about it. Maybe no one doesn't care about their background, and no one doesn't care about the feelings of not having a family.

Mrs. Ji burst into tears: "Child, is it okay to be my daughter, just like Xiaoyu, I will love you like her, is it okay?"

After Mrs. Ji finished speaking, she was probably afraid that Wen Qing would refuse, and said: "Don't refuse me, you should pity me, an old woman who is about to die and have no support, okay?" I don't know why, I like this girl I met for the first time so much, Mrs. Ji thinks that she may be old and eager to experience the feeling of being full of children and grandchildren, otherwise how to explain her feeling of liking to be close to her?

Wen Qing's heart was sour! How could she be willing to refuse such a kind-hearted old man, not to mention that they were also poor people!

After wiping her tears, she joked: "Okay, I will be your daughter in the future, you and your father can't be partial to Xiaoyu!"

Mrs. Ji burst into tears when she heard this, "No, no, you will have what Xiaoyu has." As he spoke, he wanted to take off a beautiful agate necklace around his neck and put it on her.

"Mom...... I don't want it, I can't ask for it, my daughter should honor your ......" Wen Qing saw that the suddenly extra necklace wanted to take it off in a panic, for fear that Mrs. Ji would think that she had taken a fancy to the wealth of their Ji family and approached her.

"Wear it, don't take it off! The Ji family's ancestral heirloom has a bracelet and a necklace. I gave the bracelet to Xiaoyu, and you can wear the necklace, so that outsiders will not think I am biased. Mrs. Ji pressed her hand to take off the necklace.

Wen Qing hesitated and said sweetly: "Okay, thank you, Mom." Knowing that she couldn't take it off, she simply didn't pick it off, and then she wanted to give Mrs. Ji a gift for a reason, so as to enhance the relationship between the two.

"That's good!" Mrs. Ji's face finally relaxed, and she raised her eyes and swept to Father Ji on the side to show off: "Old man, I have another daughter, are you envious?"

Father Ji happily replied to her: "What am I envious? Isn't your daughter my daughter? I have what you have, so don't be sassy." ”

"Hahaha......" Several young people in the room laughed at the way the two got along.

Even Mrs. Ji herself was happy: "Hehehe...... You don't count with me. "Sample, dare to take her into the army......! If it weren't for her, would he have a daughter?

"Hehehe...... Well, thank you ma'am. Father Ji saw that she was in a good mood, and then he was also happy.

Mo Zichen looked at this incomparably harmonious family, and was happy for them from the bottom of his heart! It's just that there are many doubts now, and it's not the time to make the truth public.

After regaining calm, the ward was extra warm.

Mrs. Ji was tired, and Father Ji removed the backrest for her and forced her to lie down and rest, but she had to be obedient.

Zhou Xiaoyu turned Wen Qing's mobile phone in her hand to play.

Wen Qing walked over and said, "Give it to me." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu raised his eyes and said, "If you don't invite a guest, it's mine." ”

"Hey, why did it become yours?" Wen Qing's temper!

"I was robbed of my mother for some reason, and I feel unhappy!" Zhou Xiaoyu joked confidently.

Hearing this, Wen Qing sneered: "Hehehe...... Okay, I'll ask you, tell me, what do you want to eat at night?"

Zhou Xiaoyu handed her back the phone and patted the seat next to her, "Sit down, I want to think about it and kill you!"

Wen Qing put the phone in her pocket and reminded her: "You have gained a lot of weight, eat again, it's time for Ling Feng to change his wife!"

"He dare! I haven't changed a man yet, he dares to dislike me and try!" Zhou Xiaoyu raised his head and said fearlessly.

Mo Zichen stretched out his head, which pot was not opened: "Do you dare to say that in front of Ling Feng?"

Zhou Xiaoyu......

It's better to shut up, this little Mozi is the master who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, if this word spreads in Ling Feng's ears, think about Zhou Xiaoyu clamped his legs, the consequences can be imagined, at least two days without getting out of bed ......!

Wen Qing glared at Mo Zichen, who came in, and said, "Go aside, women talk and men don't interject!" There is even a sense of threat, is there a mistake?

"Help you, I don't know what to do!" Mo Zichen didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore, and walked to Ji's father's side.

Father Ji saw Mo Zichen coming over, pulled a chair for him, and the two sat at the small table by the window drinking tea and chatting.

"Uncle Ji, I heard Auntie mention it today, you originally had a daughter, why didn't you have it?" Mo Zichen decided to explore the way for Wen Qing, so he started with Father Ji.

"......" Father Ji's hand was stiff when he was pouring tea, and then swept to the lady in the distance, and found that she closed her eyes and didn't hear it, and then looked at the man next to him.

Mo Zichen knew that he was abrupt, after all, it was someone's family matter, and it was also a sad matter, so he was tantamount to sprinkling salt on other people's wounds!

Thinking like this, he hurriedly spoke: "I'm sorry Uncle Ji, if it's inconvenient for you, I didn't ask." ”

Father Ji shook his head, looked out the window calmly, and his hoarse voice seemed to tell a story that had brought Mo Zichen into it: "No problem, I have never mentioned this matter in front of outsiders, and you are not an outsider now, you can be regarded as my uncle......"

Mo Zichen...... It's really interesting to tell the truth about Ji's father, he brought him into the role so quickly, and he is quite good at it!

"My daughter is after Shaozheng. Originally, I didn't agree to have another child, not because I didn't like it, but because my wife's physique was a little poor, I was worried about her, and I felt that one was content. It's just that my wife secretly conceived the child without telling me, and only said it when the child was four months old, for fear that I would let her take it away, but she didn't know that I valued the child more than her...... At that time, it was false to say that I was unhappy, and I forgot all my worries and waited happily for happiness to come again. But this time, instead of coming, the god of luck threw me and her from heaven to hell, so that many years later our wounds never scabbed and never healed. The child did not cry after birth, and when the midwife held me in her arms, she took two steps back in shock, and directly called me in and stuffed it to me, my brain boomed, and my body was stunned in place, and I could no longer hear any sound. My wife, who had collapsed at the time, asked me why her baby wasn't crying, and she wanted to see her, but I was speechless and didn't dare to walk over. Later, she knew from my expression that something had happened to the child, crying and begging me, wanting to see her child, I took the child to her side and put it down, the child was not breathing, but it was unusually beautiful, there was a red butterfly birthmark in the ear, watching the child's wife cry and crying......" Ji's father said softly, and involuntarily covered his face with his hand and rubbed it weakly, very sad.

Mo Zichen stretched out his hand and patted Ji's father on the shoulder to comfort him, rolled his eyes, and blurted out the question in his heart, "Are you sure the child is not breathing?"

Father Ji looked up in astonishment: "Can this be wrong?" The child's face is a little blue, and I tried her snort, but she really didn't breathe. He was sure of that, because he had tried.