Chapter Seventy-Five: Little Luck

When I woke up, my head hurt, and I looked at the time, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. I turned on the light and went out of the bedroom to see my mother-in-law coaxing Xiao Cream to sleep. "I'll do it, Mom." I took the cream from my mother-in-law. "How's it going, do you still have a headache?" The mother-in-law asked with concern.

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt so much anymore. Is Lin Jia back? ”

"I'm back, I'm putting mangoes to sleep, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you," and the mother-in-law got up and went to cook.

"Mom, don't do it, I'm not too hungry."

"How can you do it if you don't eat, you coax the child and I'll cook." Watching my mother-in-law turn around and go into the kitchen, suddenly, tears blurred my eyes. This warmth gave me a lot of comfort.

"Woke up?" Lin Jia gently closed the door of the mango and asked me gently, "What's the matter?" Headache? Do you have a fever? Why are you crying? Is it a headache? ”

I sniffed hard and smiled awkwardly, "What are you crying about, I might have a viral flu, right?" The thought of sneezing is about to shed tears. I want to cry and hurt all over. ”

"That's possible, why don't the child sleep with his mother tonight, you have a good rest, and you don't get close to the little cream."

"It's okay, I'll just wear a mask, where is it so squeamish, the women in the operating room are tough." I joked with Lin Jia. The woman in the operating room, yes, I am probably the only woman who is isolated in the operating room, and on weekdays, I have little contact with everyone, and now I don't have any contact.

It's always like this, and I keep repeating things that make me uncomfortable in my heart, and when I think of this, I want to cry a little bit. I feel like I've been doing a little bad lately, I'm always shedding tears for no reason, I'm always feeling a lot of breath, insomnia, irritable, I seem to be a little anxious or something, it seems that I have to take the time to go to the hospital.

"Fei Fei, has the child slept? Don't hold it when you sleep, when the meal is ready, you hurry up and put the child in the stroller. ”

I gently tapped the child's little feet, and the little cream was more edible than mango when I was a child, so it was bulging all over my body, and the flesh was tight. The little feet are like a car with wheels off, fat and cute. I knocked it several times, but the cream didn't move, I thought it was a good night's sleep, and quietly put the baby back in the crib and went to eat.

When I came to the restaurant, I found that my mother-in-law made me my favorite egg and tomato noodles, and I looked at the mist rising from the noodles under the light, and felt that the happiest thing in the world was not this moment? My mother-in-law is willing to make my favorite noodles for me, she can help me take care of the children when I am at work, and my husband is good to me. My parents are alive, my children are well-behaved and cute, and I have the best moments in the world, so why should I spend time being sad? Why spend time with your family thinking about people who are not related?

Thinking of this, I feel very hungry, eat the noodles quickly, I shouldn't be easily defeated, even if everyone ignores me, what can I do, I still have my family, work should not be the whole of life, naturally work-related people, also qualified.

"Lin Jia, the food is so satisfying, let's go back to the house and sleep, shall we?" I looked at Lin Jia happily.

"Isn't it a little more comfortable now? It feels like you're coming alive. ”

"That's right, Mom put ginger in the noodles, I feel so comfortable after eating, my head doesn't hurt at all, I may have a cold."

"You, take care of yourself, and act like a child every day. How can I be reassured"

"Okay, let's go" I took Lin Jia's hand and happily went back to the bedroom. I had a good night's rest, and I think tomorrow I'll be full of energy. I can't be easily defeated.