"Miss you?!" Lin Xiaowan, who was hugged by Mo Yuncong, forgot to cry for a while.

Probably realizing that something was wrong, Mo Yuncong easily opened her, sat down in front of her, held her face and nodded solemnly: "Yes, miss me, because I don't want you to feel sad and uncomfortable, understand?" ”

Lin Xiaowan nodded, shook his head again, and his eyes were still blank with teardrops.

Mo Yuncong helped her wipe her tears and smiled gently: "I'm your brother, have you forgotten?" ”

"I ......"

"Okay, listen to my brother, don't think about anything, if you really can't control it, just think about me, think about what food I will give you today."

Lin Xiaowan looked at him fixedly for a while, choked and nodded.

"That's right, okay, don't cry, your eyes are swollen and ugly, I'll go get you a hot towel." Mo Yuncong got up and went into the bathroom.

Lin Xiaowan immediately reminded: "There are no towels here. ”

"Look at me, I thought I was home." Mo Yuncong patted his head lightly, and told her with a straight face, "Don't cry anymore, you know?" It made my brain cry, and I couldn't find it in the north. ”

Lin Xiaowan nodded, barely smiling.

"It's ugly, so-so give a good review. By the way, didn't you buy wool thread online? Did you see it? ”

Lin Xiaowan sniffed, and took out his mobile phone to check it very cooperatively: "The display has been placed in the community locker." ”

"Then we'll pick it up when we get home."

"Okay."

"Do you know how to knit a sweater?"

Lin Xiaowan was a little embarrassed: "When I was a child, I watched my mother weave." ”

"That means it won't work?"

"Anyway, I bought a book for knitting sweaters, and I followed the book to learn, and I should be able to understand it if it is simpler."

"Okay." Seeing that Lin Xiaowan's mood had calmed down a lot, Mo Yuncong secretly sighed and asked, "Is the cold better?" ”

Lin Xiaowan nodded and said, "I'm still a little stuffy, and my throat is a little sore." ”

"You lie down first, and I'll call the doctor to come and see you."

"Hmm."

After Fulin Xiaowan lay down, Mo Yuncong walked out quickly.

After Mo Yuncong went out, Lin Xiaowan dared to show the sadness in his heart on his face again.

To be honest, how could she put Rong Shaochen down in such a short period of time? In the end, this is the first man she will never forget.

In front of her, she couldn't help but shake out the scene of her humiliating herself in front of Rong Shaochen and Su Xuanxuan, and she silently blamed herself in her heart for not being angry.

Mo Yuncong is right, she must be responsible for the baby in her womb, and she must also be responsible for herself and her mother, so she must put down Rong Shaochen, who has fallen in love with someone else, in the shortest possible time, although it is difficult, but she must do it.

Wiping her tears from her sleeve, her gaze fell on the gauze on her wrist again, and the sadness in her eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a growing solemnity. Thinking of Leo's disappointed appearance again, she couldn't help but feel a little more worried in her heart, and silently prayed in her heart that Leo would not make trouble in front of Rong Shaochen, she was really afraid that Leo would suffer.

When she was worried about Leo, Mo Yuncong called the doctor, and the doctor carefully examined her, and after confirming that the child in her womb was safe and sound, she said that she could go home to recuperate, but she should take medicine on time and pay attention to keeping warm.

Mo Yuncong couldn't stop nodding, and after sending the doctor away, he turned around and saw Lin Xiaowankou looking at him dumbfounded, and shrugged helplessly: "Actually, I explained our relationship, but they didn't believe it, but they all came to scold me for being irresponsible, so I had to pretend to be the child's father again." ”

Lin Xiaowan looked apologetic: "I really wronged you." ”

Mo Yuncong smiled: "It's really embarrassing, so don't let me suffer such a grievance next time." Let's go. ”

"Hmm." With his support, Lin Xiaowan slowly got out of bed and followed him out of the ward.

After the two returned home, Mo Yuncong told Lin Xiaowan a few words, changed his clothes and went out to buy vegetables, Lin Xiaowan went back to the room to wash his face and change into clean pajamas, then went to bed and lay down softly.

The head was a little dizzy, and people felt very tired, but they still couldn't rest assured that Leo was relieved, thought about it, and sent a message to Xiaofei to ask about Leo's situation, and she was relieved to learn that Leo was fine. In order to force herself not to think about Rong Shaochen, she closed her eyes and tried to count the sheep, and after a long time, she fell asleep, already physically and mentally exhausted.

When she rested and woke up again, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, feeling hungry, she got dressed and got out of the room, and saw that the TV was not turned on in the living room, so Mo Yuncong went out, so she went straight to the kitchen.

"Hungry, huh? The dish is warm in the pot, and I'll serve it. ”

Hearing the voice, Lin Xiaowan found Mo Yuncong in the living room, and asked in surprise: "I didn't turn on the TV when I saw it, I thought you went out." ”

"I'm doing things, I don't have time to watch TV." Mo Yuncong smiled and entered the kitchen.

Lin Xiaowan saw that there was a thread ball and sweater needle and her sweater knitting book on the sofa, and immediately walked over and picked up the book, not wanting the sweater needle to fall to the ground, and brought the thread ball down, she hurriedly squatted down to pick up the sweater needle, only to find that the needle was wrapped with a sweater thread, and it was not neatly wound, she was a little surprised to pick it up and study.

But before she could research the results, the sweater needle was taken away by Mo Yuncong, and he pulled the thread wrapped around it three times and two times, and then bared his teeth at her embarrassedly while winding the thread back to the thread ball.

Lin Xiaowan seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but smile: "You want to learn to knit sweaters?" ”

"No, I just think it's cute when I look at the picture above, so I want to try it, but it's too complicated for me to understand." Mo Yuncong scratched his head embarrassedly.

Lin Xiaowan flipped through a few pages of pictures and looked at them, and looked at them with envy: "It's really cute!" Hey, you can't understand it, I'm afraid I can't understand it even more. ”

"Not necessarily, women feel more than men when it comes to female workers." Mo Yuncong stared at the pattern on the book and rubbed his hands and said, "Or let's study and study together after eating?" ”

Seeing his eagerness to try, Lin Xiaowan's interest was also adjusted, he nodded happily, went to eat quickly, sat on the sofa after eating, and began to flip through the book with great interest to pick out the style of the child's sweater.

After a while, Mo Yuncong cleaned up the kitchen, made a fruit platter and put it on the coffee table, and then handed her a small fork and said, "Eat some fruit." ”

"Eat later, which one do you think I'll weave first? It's all so good-looking. Lin Xiaowan flipped the book to him.

Seeing that she didn't even look at the fruit, Mo Yuncong brought the fruit plate, forked a piece of apple and presented it to her, looked at the book with his eyes, and said: "This pattern is too complicated, you should look at the simple one first." ”

Lin Xiaowan bit the apple and nodded, turned another page and said, "What about this?" ”

"Those with patterns are very complicated, so learn to weave without patterns first." Mo Yuncong gave her another cherry.

"That's right," Lin Xiaowan naturally bit the cherry off, pointed to a sweater full of upper and lower needles, and said vaguely while eating, "Or start with this?" ”

Mo Yuncong smiled and asked, "Can you knit this kind of needle?" ”

"The upper and lower stitches will definitely be, this is the basic stitching method for knitting sweaters." Lin Xiaowan said as he flipped the book to the back, pointed to the schematic diagram of the basic stitches drawn on it, and said, "Well, that's it." ”

Mo Yuncong said while feeding her fruit: "Book of Heaven." ”

"It's normal for men to not understand." Lin Xiaowan put down the book, took all the threads, picked out a ball of pink thread, and then went to get the sweater needle.

Mo Yuncong immediately reminded: "Pink is worn by girls, what if you give birth to a boy?" ”

"Huh? I didn't think about it, I just wanted girls. ”

Mo Yuncong chose a blue thread ball and handed it to her: "Weave the blue one, both men and women can wear it." ”

Lin Xiaowan felt that it made sense, nodded, and wrapped the thread around the needle, but he stopped knitting a few stitches and looked at Mo Yuncong with a bitter face.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yuncong looked at her puzzled.

"I don't know how many stitches I have to knit."

"What, how many needles?"

Lin Xiaowan immediately pointed to him: "This time it's called a needle, I don't know how many stitches it takes to circle the baby's sweater." ”

"What then? Ask someone about it, right? ”

"I don't know who to ask. My aunt can knit, but I can't ask my aunt. ”

"So, or go online and look it up?"

"Can I find this on the Internet?"

"Try it." Mo Yuncong took out his mobile phone, but only clicked on the browser, and was stunned again, "How should I check?" ”

Lin Xiaowan thought for a while and said, "Try to lose 'how many needles do baby sweaters'?" ”

"Baby sweater ...... Huh! Sure enough, there is! ”

"How?" Lin Xiaowan immediately leaned over to take a look.

Mo Yuncong jumped and read while watching: "0 to 3 months old baby, about 120 needles of thick thread, about 140 needles of medium thickness, and about 180 needles of thin thread, what kind of regular thread is our kind of thread?" ”

Lin Xiaowan touched it and said, "It should be a thin line." ”

"That's 180 stitches."

"Hmm." Lin Xiaowan sat back, picked up the sweater needle and thread and began to compare.

Mo Yuncong, who was sitting next to her, looked at the movements in her hands curiously, and praised with a smile: "I can't see that your hand-knitted sweater is so flexible." ”

Lin Xiaowan responded with a smile: "My hands are also very flexible in cooking. ”

"Give you a little sunshine and you'll be brilliant."

Lin Xiaowan grimaced at him, and then continued to bow his head seriously.

Mo Yuncong flipped through the book from beginning to end, then folded a few pages and said: "The styles of these pieces are suitable for men, women, and babies, and they are relatively simple, you can try them." ”

Knowing that he was trying to divert his attention as much as possible so that she could better get out of the shadow of "broken love", Lin Xiaowan was very moved in his heart, and once again secretly decided that he couldn't think about Rong Shaochen anymore, so he took the time to look at the book, and said with a smile: "The task is so arduous." ”

"There's no hurry, anyway, what you have now is time. Come, eat these two pieces of fruit, and I'll wash the dishes. Seeing that her hands were empty, Mo Yuncong naturally forked the fruit in front of her, and Lin Xiaowan also ate it naturally, and lowered his head and was busy.

Mo Yuncong came back after washing the dishes, turned on the TV, and sat down in front of the sofa, and then studied the sweater book with relish, leaning over from time to time to take a look at the sweater woven by Lin Xiaowan, Lin Xiaowan pointed to the book from time to time and discussed a few words with him, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

However, they didn't know that this harmonious scene had caused Rong Shaochen's extreme jealousy, because at this time, Rong Shaochen was watching the surveillance in Mo Yuncong's house in the study.

At this time, Wu Ming hurriedly entered the house: "Boss, the little master still refuses to open the door, saying that if you don't marry your wife, he would rather starve to death, and he won't eat two meals." ”

"Then let him starve to death." Rong Shaochen's eyes were still staring at the men and women who were smiling at each other from time to time on the mobile phone screen, and his eyes were spewing fire.

"Boss, we can't vomit with the child, let's find a way."

"Smack!"

Rong Shaochen, who was very irritable, put his mobile phone on the table: "Slam the door, pull him out." ”

Wu Ming suddenly hesitated: "Boss, let's think of something else, I'm afraid it will anger the little young master even more." ”

Rong Shaochen didn't say a word, quickly put the mobile phone into his pocket, opened the drawer on one side, took out the toolbox, touched the hammer, got up and walked out quickly.

"Huh! Boss can't! Wu Ming chased out in a panic.