After feeding the child, the little guy didn't feel sleepy at all, his eyes were open and he was rolling around, Mi Jia carried him out of the living room, Aunt Qin was in the kitchen to clear the dishes and chopsticks used for dinner today, and Wu Wenqing was cleaning up some of the paintings she had painted before.

Seeing Mi Jia coming out with the child in her arms, she didn't put away her words with itchy hands, stood up and stretched out her hand towards the little guy, and said, "Come, Hanghang is full, come and hug the little aunt." As he spoke, he took the little guy in Mijia's hand and held him in his arms, touching his head and rubbing his face.

Mi Jia sat down to help her clean up the unfinished paintings on the low table, in fact, Wu Wenqing's paintings are a little different from her, more are oil paintings and ink Danqing, although she is reading books about oil painting, but there are fewer paintings, more or sketches, and recently I have also been obsessed with some simple line comics, compared to using words to record life, such line comics are more interesting, fun and vivid.

Wu Wenqing looked at the painting before he remembered, and said: "By the way, Mi Jia, there was a publishing house that asked me to publish some books on professional sketch painting, among which it is useful to look at still life sketches, and I asked me if there is anyone I know who can provide it, I told him about you, are you interested?" ”

Hearing this, Mi Jia thought about it, but was still a little unsure, "Is it okay for me to say those words?" Speaking of publishing, and being such a professional book, she wasn't sure if her paintings could be of that standard.

"It's okay, give them a few to see, it's best if it's reviewed, but it's not a big deal, just take it as one more chance." Wu Wenqing said indifferently, and after speaking, he began to tease Xiao Hanghang in his arms again.

Mi Jia thought about it and felt that what Wu Wenqing said made sense, so she responded directly, "Okay, I'll go find a few to come out." ”

"Well, I'll get in touch with the publisher tomorrow."

Mi Jia nodded and had no opinion, after the paintings on the low table were roughly put away, the little guy seemed to be having fun with Wu Wenqing, Mi Jia smiled, looked at the sky outside that was already dark, and remembered the appearance of Gao Zichen when he pulled Xiaoxiao away when he was in the army office before, and finally he was still a little uneasy, and took his mobile phone and went to the small pavilion outside.

"Hey." The phone rang several times before Lu Xiaoxiao picked it up, but Lu Xiaoxiao's voice was a little low, with a heavy nasal voice, and it seemed that he was still crying.

Mi Jia on the phone was startled and asked, "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong, are you crying?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao didn't speak on the other side of the phone, but there was a low sobbing sound through the phone.

Hearing her crying, Mi Jia was even more anxious, grabbed the phone and asked, "Xiaoxiao, you are talking, what happened, what happened to Gao Zichen to you?" Did he do it to you? Where are you, I'll go to you now, tell me the address, I'll ......"

"Nope." Lu Xiaoxiao finally responded on the other side of the phone, and it seemed that he had worked hard to stop crying, and only then did he calm down his feelings a little, and said to Mi Jia over the phone, "Gao Zichen, Gao Zichen, he didn't beat me, he is not that kind of person." At this time, it may not be appropriate, but I still can't help but want to speak for him.

"That's good." Mija breathed a sigh of relief, at least knowing that she wasn't crying because she was hurt. But in fact, if you think about it, you can also know that although Gao Zichen looks domineering and fierce on the surface, he should not be a person who does things to women, and he was just too worried about Lu Xiaoxiao's situation just now, so he casually guessed.

After calming down, Mi Jia took her mobile phone and continued to ask, "Where are you now, do you want me to come and look for you?" Listening to her crying over the phone, she was really a little relieved.

"I'm fine, I've gone back." Snorting, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back her crying and said with her mobile phone, "Don't worry about me, I'm really fine, I'll go with him in two days to go through the formalities, and then I may, I may go out for a trip." ”

Mi Jia held the phone and was silent for a while, and finally just sighed, she said what else she could say, as a friend, maybe the only thing she could do was to stand by her side to support her, and only spoke after a while, saying, "If you really decide, I will definitely stand by your side and support you, and it doesn't matter where you want to go, but remember to open the phone this time!" If I can't reach you, I'll be worried, at least let me know how you're doing, where you are, and how you're doing. ”

On the other side of the phone, Lu Xiaoxiao chuckled, with a crying tone, and there were still tears on her face, holding the phone tightly with one hand, and wiping the tears off her face with the back of her hand with the other hand, nodding vigorously, and nodded for a long time before remembering that she was communicating with Mi Jia across the phone now, she couldn't see her appearance, and hurriedly said, "Well, I know." ”

Mi Jia didn't speak, just held the phone like this, but she didn't hang up, her mood was very heavy at the moment, when she was in school, she used to envy Lu Xiaoxiao, envy that she had a happy family, a pair of parents who loved each other and loved her, but now, she really felt sorry for her, she even remembered the cheerful and honest girl at the beginning, obviously it should have been a collection of thousands of favors, but now it seems that fate played a big joke on her, Listening to the voice that she should have laughed heartily was replaced by that soft and slight sob, she was really distressed, and she felt sorry for the girl in her memory.

Mi Jia didn't hang up, and Lu Xiaoxiao on the other side of the phone didn't hang up either, so the two held the phone and didn't speak.

I don't know how long it took to be like this, but Lu Xiaoqing's love on the other side of the phone finally calmed down, and then said to Mi Jia over the phone, "Mi Jia, with a friend like you, I will never regret it in my life." ”

Hearing this, Mi Jia on the other side of the phone laughed a little inexplicably, and learned the way she usually spoke over the phone, and said, "What's hypocritical, do you still need to say it." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao on the other side of the phone also smiled, although there were tears in the smile, but the mood was much better than just now.

The two chatted for a while, and Mi Jia hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone and returning to the living room, Wu Wenqing and the little guy were no longer there, and went to his room, only to see Wu Wenqing sitting next to the crib, gently rocking the boat, and humming a song in his mouth, no words, just a tune.

"Asleep?" Mijia walked in lightly.

Wu Wenqing turned his head to look at her, smiled at her, nodded and said, "I saw that his eyes were closed and closed, so I hugged him back and let him lie down, and sure enough, he wanted to sleep, and he fell asleep after lying down for a while." As he spoke, he gently touched the little one's face.

Mi Jia looked at her son with a slight smile on her face.