Hearing her low mood, Cheng Yue hugged her tighter and patted her on the back gently, except for this, he really didn't know what to comfort her.

In fact, it's not just her, he's the same, worried that he is often not at home, and the little guy won't know him by then, so every time he comes back, no matter how tired and tired he is, he will go to see the child, if the next guy hasn't slept yet, he will definitely hold the child to coax him to sleep, just to want the little guy to look at him more, remember his face, get used to his arms, even if he is not around, he will not feel unfamiliar.

Therefore, he can fully understand her current mood, understand her worries and sadness.

"I'm an unqualified mother, Hanghang is still so young, but I haven't been with him, the book says that the child is most eager for his mother to be by his side, especially the newborn child, he stayed in his mother's belly for so long, the most familiar is the taste of the mother, but, but he is still so young, I ......" Mi Jia spoke, the whole person was a little choked, thinking of the child, her feelings are a little uncontrollable, she is not afraid of how hard the work is, She is not afraid of how far the road is back every day, she just feels that she is too sorry for the neglect of the little one, he is still so young, he even needs her to breastfeed, but she has to cut off the milk for him because of work.

She is really unqualified, not only in her status as a mother of children, but as a wife, she never seems to have done her job, and she began to really regret agreeing to go to work in the 'Jiang family'.

"Okay, don't cry, it's okay, you hurt him so much, Hanghang he knows, don't worry, don't cry." Cheng Yue comforted her, reached out to touch her face in the dark, and wiped away the tears on her face little by little, he felt sorry for her, not only for her hard work, but also for her to miss her son so much.

It may be that this kind of love has been suppressed for a long time, once it breaks out, it is a little unstoppable, sobbing, she doesn't want to let herself cry and let herself cry, she doesn't want Cheng Yue to spend time like this to comfort her after a busy day, but she doesn't understand and doesn't know why, she seems to be more sad than before, maybe it's because of the relationship between mothers, as long as there is a little bit of something related to the child, her love is easy to get excited, easy to be nervous, especially in the recent period, She didn't have more time to spend with the child, she didn't see the child staring at her with her eyes open, and the self-blame in her heart had reached a limit.

Seeing that she couldn't stop crying, Cheng Yue at least reached out to relight the lamp in the room, and saw Mi Jia crying with tears in her arms, she only shook her head in distress, sat up, pulled Mi Jia up slightly, let her lean on her arms, patted her back gently, didn't speak, and quietly let her release her love.

I don't know how long it has been like this, when Cheng Yue looked down again, the person in his arms didn't know when he had fallen asleep, but he really looked like a child, and there were tears on his face.

Cheng Yue gently put her down, let her lie down on the bed, let her go and prepare to get out of bed and go to the bathroom to wring a hot towel to wipe her face.

However, Cheng Yue just wanted to let go of her and get out of bed, and his hand was tightly grasped by Mi Jia, and Mi Jia didn't know what she dreamed of in her sleep, and she was uneasy and scared.

Seeing her like this, where could Cheng Yue walk away, lay down beside her again, patted her shoulder gently, and whispered in her ear, "Okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, it's okay......"

Perhaps hearing Cheng Yue's voice, Mi Jia's whole person slowly relaxed, and the hand holding Cheng Yue slowly loosened.

Cheng Yue stayed next to her for a while, and then gently let go of her, seeing that she didn't respond, and then got out of bed and went into the bathroom, wrung a hot towel for her, and gently wiped the tears on her face that were almost dry, so that she wouldn't feel that her face was very dry and painful when she woke up tomorrow morning.

After doing this, Cheng Yue returned to bed, turned off the light in the room, lay back beside her, and hugged her into his arms.

Cheng Yue didn't feel sleepy in the dark, he lowered his head and kissed the person in his arms lightly, he didn't want to see her so sad and sad again, as a husband, his responsibility is to make his wife and children happy, he thought he was working hard and doing a good job, but maybe he didn't work hard enough, he still made her sad, the guns on the battlefield never made him scared and afraid, but seeing her tears, and that sad and sad expression, he really felt sorry for her, he thought, he was really afraid of her tears.

Mi Jia was woken up by Lao Liu's phone, he went to the compound on time at 7 o'clock every day to pick her up to go to work, and waited outside for a while today, and didn't see her come out, so he called her directly.

Mija woke up a little dazed, only her head hurt a little, but she didn't quite remember what happened last night.

There was no time for her to think that there was a very important meeting to be held at 10:30 this morning, and she had a document that had not been sorted out yet, and she had to get it done before then.

Turned over and took the clothes that were placed at the head of the bed to change them, hurriedly tightened the bathroom, took the cup and put the water, squeezed the toothpaste on the toothbrush, rinsed the saliva and put it directly to the toothbrush in the mouth, habitually looked up at himself in the mirror, but unexpectedly saw a written note in the mirror, the brushing action stopped, reached out to take the note from the mirror, she recognized that the words on it were written by Cheng Yue, scribbled but strong!

It's just a little surprising that the text written on it turned out to be for her to call him when she got off work at night, saying that she had something very important to tell her at that time.

Mi Jia tightened the note in her pocket in confusion and wanted to call him, but remembered that he should have been wrong or had turned off the phone by now, so she gave up the idea.

After a simple wash, only scribbled a light makeup, Mijia picked up the bag and went out directly.

When I arrived in the living room, I happened to meet Wu Wenlan holding Xiao Hanghang on the sofa in the living room to drink milk, the little guy was holding a pacifier, opening his big eyes, and turning around.

Mi Jia stopped and walked towards the little guy, Wu Wenlan saw her and asked with concern, "Mi Jia, have you eaten it?" ”

Mija subconsciously shook her head, but her eyes kept looking at the little guy she was holding in her arms.