Chapter 367: Thoughtful

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Jiang Duo ignored her child at all, and after exhausting gas in the middle of the night, after drinking a bowl of chicken soup and eating a chicken thigh, she took the painkillers prepared for her by Jiang Mi, and fell asleep.

Jiang Mi didn't feel too sleepy because she had slept in the first half of the night, so she let Mrs. Jiang sleep, and she took care of the little baby who had just been fed with a bottle.

The baby's head is not as big as an adult's fist, its thin arms and legs are almost as thick as chopsticks, but its small hands are holding Jiang Mi's index finger so hard that he can't earn it.

Of course, Jiang Mi didn't work hard, but only symbolically earned.

Just now, Jiang Mi used his index finger to test the baby's breathing, but he grabbed it. Jiang Mi felt very angry.

The little thing stared at Jiang Mi with round eyes at this moment, and after a while, he suddenly pulled Jiang Mi's finger and sent it to his mouth.

Hey, this is using my fingers as a bottle!

The little baby's soft lips smacked his fingers vigorously, and he seemed to be relishing, which made Jiang Mi cry and laugh a little. Obviously, there is a small rice bucket in her house, which has obviously been fed just now.

After smacking for a while, but nothing came out, the little guy let go of his hand and spit out Jiang Mi's fingers. He began to look around with his dark eyes, as if he were familiar with his surroundings.

It's fun to eat without crying or making trouble.

Jiang Mi gently took him out of the small bed, carried him to the bed by the door, opened the thin quilt, picked up his calf, took a look at the little guy's ass, and wrapped it up again when he saw that it was refreshing. I lay on the side and protected the little thing, and gradually fell asleep.

As soon as the sky was bright, he was suddenly woken up by Mrs. Jiang's exclamation, "What about the child?" What about children? Where is the child? ”

Jiang Mi rubbed his eyes, a little dazed, and was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, crying and laughing: "Milk, the child is here." ”

"You girl, why did you carry him to bed, what should I do if I am pressed at night?"

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly walked over, opened the quilt and went to check where the little baby was not pressed by Jiang Mi, and happened to find that the little guy was wet under his buttocks, and he didn't know when he urinated, so he didn't cry.

Honestly, he was lifted on his calf, and the bird was dried to change the diaper, and the little guy didn't cry or make a fuss, staring at his black and bright eyes, looking at Mrs. Jiang, and looking at Jiang Mi, looking in good spirits.

Jiang Duo also woke up this time, shouting that he was hungry and wanted to eat.

Jiang Mi just took last night's chicken soup, chicken and wontons to the nurse to help heat them up on the electric stove, and brought them back to let Jiang Duo pad his stomach, Li Jiahang walked in with the food and pushed the door.

"Brother Air Canada, you're here, I'm going to starve to death, if you don't come and send it, Jiang Mi, this dead girl, wants to give me leftovers." Jiang Duo pouted and coquettishly coquettished Li Jiahang, and hacked Jiang Mi by the way.

Looking at Jiang Duo's pretentiousness, Jiang Mi rolled his eyes speechlessly. A year ago, don't talk about chicken soup wontons, even the cabbage soup Jiang Duo with a little oil flower will rush to drink it. Now I'm learning to be pretty fast.

Li Jiahang only smiled and didn't say a word, opened the food box in his hand, first took out a bowl of egg custard, put it on the bedside table, and then took out a bowl of newly made wontons.

"Which one to eat first?" Li Jiahang asked softly.

"Egg custard, I'm tired of eating wontons all day."

Jiang Duo came out with the appearance of a rich and noble lady, and glanced at the fragrant wontons with a disgusted expression.

In fact, Jiang Duo wanted to eat wontons in her heart, but somehow she wanted to make a score in front of Li Jiahang's eyes, so she deliberately pretended not to like eating wontons.

Li Jiahang believed it and handed the wonton to Mrs. Jiang casually. "Milk, you can eat this bowl of ravioli."

"Hey, I don't want to eat such a good ravioli."

Mrs. Jiang will be hungry too. Seeing that Jiang Duo didn't want it, he took it unceremoniously.

The transparent thin skin of the wonton reveals the red and plump meat filling inside, and the soup has golden shrimp skin, green green onions, sea vegetables, coriander, and a few drops of sesame oil to enhance the flavor.

However, Mrs. Jiang didn't eat it, and handed the bowl of fresh wontons to Jiang Mi. Instead, he picked up the bowl of wontons left over from last night and ate them in a big gulp.

In fact, this bowl of wontons was let by Jiang Mi last night, but Mrs. Jiang was reluctant, saying that it was left for Jiang Duo to eat when she was hungry, but she didn't expect Jiang Duo to pick her mouth and dislike the wontons with pure meatballs as leftovers.

And this bowl just delivered was obviously freshly packed by Aunt Zhao in the morning, and she had an appetite when she looked at it, Jiang Duo actually disliked it, if it weren't for Jiang Duo's just surgery, according to Mrs. Jiang's previous temperament, she would have been scolded for being bloody.

I really ate for three days, and I don't know what my surname is! After giving birth to a child in a long time, not to mention chicken soup wontons, it is already very good to be able to drink millet porridge.

Jiang Mi saw that her grandmother grabbed the bowl of wontons from last night, glanced at Jiang Duo, and put the wontons in her hand on the bedside table.

"Milk, if you can't eat enough, you can eat this bowl too. Brother Air Canada is here, I'll go home and eat. ”

"Such a big bowl, this bowl of milk is enough. You can eat that bowl, and you don't have to run home when you're full, just lie down in bed and get a good night's sleep. Looking at the children last night, you didn't sleep soundly. ”

Mrs. Jiang is very considerate of Jiang Mi at this time.

Jiang Mi couldn't help but smile and said: "Milk, I'd better go home, the doctor will come to check the ward in a while, I can't sleep well when I lie there, and I can't sleep well." ”

"Uh-huh, then you should hurry home." Mrs. Jiang nodded. Seeing Jiang Miren walking out of the door, he suddenly remembered something, trotted a few steps and chased him out: "Rice, don't forget to call your sister-in-law and ask her to help." ”

"Hey, I see." Jiang Mi wished that her sister-in-law could come to help take care of her sister at this time.

Because she really didn't want to see Jiang Duo's appearance.

She still has a lot of work to do. There are so many medicinal herbs in the western courtyard, many of which need to be concocted, and the prescription ratio used by her grandfather also needs to be readjusted.

Qingcheng is foggy, and it turned out to be another foggy day this morning.

Walking out of the hospital, Jiang Mi walked forward, the shadows of the trees around him were longing, and the walls of the houses in the distance were faint, as if he had walked into a misty forest.

Fortunately, it is a straight line from the hospital to home, there is no need to turn at all, and it is walking, no matter how big the fog is, it will not be affected.

Jiang Mi walked home quickly, but he didn't expect to meet Nie Weiping who came to the hospital to deliver food halfway through.

The young man lowered his head slightly, carried the food box, and walked hurriedly, looking like he had something on his mind.

If Jiang Mi hadn't been vigilant, and both of them had hit the sidewalk on the north side of the road, they would have almost staggered over.

"Brother Wei Ping!" Jiang Mi screamed in a crisp voice.

"Jiang Mi, are you going home for dinner?" Nie Weiping suddenly looked up and saw Jiang Mi, and his eyes were instantly filled with joyful starlight. It was as if the heavens and the earth had brightened up in an instant.

The mist condensed crystal water droplets on the boy's long, curled eyelashes, and the foggy effect made the boy's originally handsome face more and more vibrant.

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