Wen Qingshui cried with joy, but her clutching the newspaper looked like a mentally ill person thinking she was holding the most important thing in her life. In everyone's eyes, everyone was sad for a while, and at the same time, they were a little scared, she was obviously more serious. Even Chen Feng was mentally prepared not to keep the child. I really can't do it, so I can only give her a tranquilizer.

Finally she looked up. Looking at everyone's worried eyes, Wen Qingshui was shocked, and he was very upset!

"Don't worry, I'm fine! I'm much better at crying! And when I read this newspaper, I remembered the marriage proposal that Xijun gave me. He's still waiting for me, I've got to cheer up! ”

Wen Qingshui couldn't understand Song Xijun's intentions, but she knew what he was like, and since he wanted to hide, she still cooperated well. The reason she said sounded reasonable, at least so that people would not suspect anything!

"I'm hungry!" Wen Qingshui added.

Hungry?

For a while, everyone didn't react, and I don't know if she really figured it out or was comforting everyone. Everyone was even more afraid that she would want to open up on the surface, and then as soon as everyone turned around, she would do something stupid! After all, she had been hit too hard.

"Aunt Joan, Mom, I'm hungry!"

"Hungry, oh, right away! Oh my! great!"

Aunt Qiong finally reacted, and immediately ran over incoherently and brought over the shredded chicken porridge that had been cooked a long time ago. Zhang Haoxue diligently poured a bowl of Wen Qingshui.

Wen Qingshui drank porridge quietly, and from the state of eating, she seemed to be really much better.

Everyone was overjoyed and relieved. I didn't expect that so many people worked hard for so many days and didn't let her out of the shadows. Zhang Haoxue's newspaper can almost rekindle her hope. But if you think about it carefully, it is not an ordinary newspaper, there is Song Xijun in that newspaper. Sure enough, it was still Song Xijun who could cheer her up.

"I want to see grandpa!" Wen Qingshui said after drinking a bowl of porridge to reassure everyone.

Wei Dong's eyes flickered, he glanced at Tang Bowen, and acted quickly. "I'm going to call!"

Tang Bowen also stood up and said happily to everyone: "I see that Qingshui is much better! After drinking porridge for a while, it's better to rest before the old man comes, let's go back first!"

"I won't go back, I'm going to accompany Qingshui! If it weren't for me, how would she be okay?" Zhang Haoxue had a completely proud expression, and it was clear that she wanted to stay here.

"Brother Wen, you send Auntie and Aunt Qiong back!

Wen Qingshan hadn't reacted yet. Now that my sister has figured it out, he should stay, and with him, she can sleep better, isn't it?

But as soon as he was about to object, Wen Qingshui spoke: "Mom, brother, go back! I promise it's okay! I've figured it out, don't worry! You haven't slept well in the past few days, go back and rest, I'll eat the eggplant made by my mother tomorrow morning!"

In fact, the old lady also wanted to say that she was not leaving. Finally, her daughter figured it out, and she wanted to spend more time with her. But as soon as she saw her daughter's pleading eyes, she stood up, despite her reluctance. She couldn't let the kids worry about her.

"Then you have more rest!"

The old ladies are gone, so naturally it is not easy for everyone to stay. The most important thing is that Zhang Haoxue, who was the most noisy, was also confused by Tang Bowen's kiss, and followed in a daze!

When the old man arrived, there were only a few people left in the house.

"What the hell is going on?" Wei Dong asked. As soon as he saw her clutching the newspaper, he felt that something was wrong. When she said that she was looking for the old man, he was even more sure.

"Xijun sent me a letter! He made me believe in him, wait for him!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the room immediately burst into joy.

"What? What did you say?" the most excited was Tang Bowen.

"How do you know?" The old man couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, but after all, he was still much calmer than them.

Wen Qingshui pointed to the newspaper and said:

"The pattern of this wand was designed by Xijun himself, no one should know except me, and these few small words were said to me by Xijun on the day he left!

"Good!

The old man's excited voice changed this time. Song Xijun is his most important grandson, and he has high hopes, but he has disappeared for more than half a month, and it would be nonsense to say that he is not worried. Although they haven't met now, knowing that he can deliver news to Qingshui in the newspaper, his life will be fine. I let go of my heart.

"Grandpa, I'm so happy that I don't know what to do now? I didn't dare to say anything, you help me analyze and analyze, why didn't he come back?"

This is the issue that Wen Qingshui is most concerned about now.

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Time is so fast, another twenty days have passed in a flash.

Wen Qingshui quickly recovered after receiving the news from Song Xijun's newspaper, and the whole person was rejuvenated.

According to the old man's analysis, Song Xijun must have something to do, and everyone should cooperate with him. So it was unanimously decided that Wen Qingshui should keep a low profile to the outside world. can't be too sad, so as not to worry Song Xijun, and can't be too cheerful. Fortunately, she lives in her own hospital, so she doesn't have to pretend to be too hard.

She was discharged from the hospital on the third day. She immediately appeared in public. It's just that his face is always tense and looks a little dull. But even then, she earned a new title "Iron Lady"!

On the day of a woman's wedding, the groom did not show up. She calmly turned the wedding into a thank-you banquet. After taking over the groom's company, Song Xijun's commitment to the wedding was settled with those merchants who cooperated with him. In her words, no matter who is in charge, what Song says is a nail, and it will always count.

Just when everyone admired, she was hospitalized again, and it is said that she was attacked. But just a week later, she appeared in public again. This time, she presided over the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Song Hospital. At the same time, it was announced that the medical examination action promised by the Song family officially began.

That is, this series of operations added the title of "Iron Lady" under everyone's impression of her beauty and kindness.

But another twenty days passed, and after Song Xijun's last newspaper message, he seemed to have disappeared in the galaxy again. Not a single message, not even a hint.

Wen Qingshui sat on the rocking chair in the bedroom of the old mansion, stroking his belly, which was already slightly bulging, and his heart was full of sentimentality.

In the first few days of getting the paper, she was completely sure he was safe. As a result, she recovered quickly and quickly devoted herself to work and life.

But as time went on, her convictions diminished. From worrying about what happened to him to the present. She wasn't even sure if the newspaper was from him.