It was the first time for Liao Wen to talk to this husband face-to-face, maybe she was a little uncomfortable with her, and she was a little overwhelmed, but she only reacted in Zhou Heng's call.

Muttered an "um".

On the other side of the screen, Zhou Heng's eyebrows seemed to soften a little because of Liao Wen's response, and the tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes dissipated a lot.

"I'm still close to finishing my job, and I'll be able to go back in about a week."

Zhou Heng's voice fell, and Liao Wen answered again.

Liao Wen didn't understand whether Zhou Heng called specifically to say that there was one thing or something else, but Zhou Heng never said anything else.

And Zhou Heng's eyes were too dark, and his gaze seemed to have been falling on her, and Liao Wen inexplicably didn't dare to look at her again.

Maybe it's because the atmosphere is too uncomfortable, and it seems inappropriate to want to hang up the video, but it's too awkward and embarrassing to be silent.

Finally, Liao Wen couldn't help but take the initiative to speak: "I went out with Zhou Congee this afternoon, and Zhou Congee probably wants to talk to you about a lot of things, do you want to chat with her." ”

Zhou Heng wanted to talk to his wife more, but he didn't know how to speak so that he wouldn't be abrupt.

However, just as he was thinking about it, his wife went and pushed him to someone else.

Zhou Heng was a little sullen, but he still responded, and he obviously saw that Liao Wen seemed to be relieved.

"Hmm." Zhou Heng could only respond.

The side was obediently waiting for Zhou Congee, but when he heard the answer, he seemed to have turned on the switch and went directly into the camera.

Zhou Heng's originally depressed expression softened: "Congee porridge, did you have fun today?" ”

"Happy." Zhou Congee's eyes were shining, and she answered without hesitation, she did have a lot of things to say to Zhou Heng.

Like what...

"Dad, porridge porridge is so happy today, my mother bought me a hairpin of a little cherry, and a little orange, and took me to the amusement park, and my mother is taking me to eat now..."

Zhou Congee's small mouth kept horning, and the scene suddenly became a marriage contract.

Zhou Heng is like a good father, even if Zhou Congee's sentences are naïve, he can patiently listen to every sentence and respond.

"The little hairpin of porridge is very beautiful, and my mother's eye is very good."

Zhou Heng glanced at Liao Wen who was holding Zhou Congee, he originally thought that letting Zhou Congee chat with him was that Liao Wen thought it was too boring to face him, and gave the mobile phone directly to Zhou Congee.

But the reality is that Liao Wen hugged Zhou Congee into her arms, Zhou Congee kept talking about what happened today, and Liao Wen was always in the picture.

But because of the lively atmosphere of Zhou porridge, Liao Wen's expression is extraordinarily natural, and her eyes are extraordinarily gentle when she looks at her daughter.

Zhou Heng's heart softened, at this time, the people on the phone were the two most important women in his life, and if he could, he wanted to go back quickly instead of talking to them across the screen.

The family of three chatted until the waiter served the food, although Zhou Heng still wanted to continue chatting with his wife and daughter, but he didn't want to delay the two of them eating, so he could only hang up the phone.

Because there are only one adult and two children, Liao Wen is not too wasteful, she only added egg custard and tamales after ordering two dishes in Zhou Congee.

At the dinner table, Liao Wen originally planned to be a loving mother and take good care of the children, but she didn't need to do anything at all.

Lu Zhixi, who has not spoken much, skillfully picked up chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and took care of Zhou Congee around him by the way.

Zhou Congee can also use chopsticks but is not proficient, she can only pick things from her own bowl, and she naturally goes to see Lu Zhixi when she needs to pick up vegetables.

Liao Wen sighed and shook her head helplessly.

At more than eight o'clock, Liao Wen sent Lu Zhixi back to the Lu family, thinking that he would need an explanation from the Lu family and his wife to send him back so late, but it was the housekeeper who opened the door.

"Mrs. Zhou, because the little master is not at home today, our husband has not come back after taking his wife out on a date, and he will visit you at your house when the lady comes back, and I will trouble Mrs. Zhou to help take care of the little master today."

Liao Wen subconsciously shook her head and refused: "You're welcome, Xixi is very sensible and doesn't need to be taken care of." ”

This sentence is true, when the housekeeper just said thank her for taking care of Lu Zhixi, she was weak-hearted, where is taking Lu Zhixi out to take care of Lu Zhixi, it is obvious that she found someone to help take care of Zhou Congee together.

The housekeeper was no more polite.

Lu Zhixi didn't care about the adult's direct politeness, he set his eyes on Zhou Congee: "Sister Congee Congee, I'll go home first, good night." ”

Zhou Congee also responded obediently and skillfully: "Brother Xixi, good night." ”

The little girl's milky voice, as well as the direct and warm interaction between the two children, made Liao Wen's expression soften.

After sending Lu Zhixi back to Lu's house, Liao Wen also went home with Zhou Congee. Children generally have limited energy, and they have been yawning as soon as they get home.

Liao Wen knew that the child was sleepy, so she took Zhou Congee upstairs: "Zhou Congee is so late, is it okay for mom to take you to take a bath and sleep, mom will be playing with you tomorrow." ”

Zhou Congee, who was still a little sleepy, opened his eyes violently when he heard Liao Wen's words, and shook his head decisively.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep! Zhou porridge is not sleepy! ”

Liao Wen smiled, she couldn't open her eyes just now, how could the little girl not be sleepy.

She rubbed Zhou Congee's head, did not argue with Zhou Congee, but said gently: "But it's late, it's time for us to sleep." ”

"Porridge doesn't want to sleep, I want to be with my mother!" Zhou Congee held Liao Wen's hand tightly, and his eyes revealed reluctance.

Although she is young, she remembers everything with her mother very clearly, so she also remembers the words of the system.

The change of pills can only make my mother's illness better for one day, and my mother will be sick when she gets up this morning, so when she gets up tomorrow morning, her mother will be sick again, and her sick mother will not smile at her.

Liao Wen held Liao Wen's hand tightly, she was reluctant to let her mother, but she didn't know what way to keep it, she could only think of not sleeping, if she didn't sleep, she wouldn't be until tomorrow, and her mother would always be like this until tomorrow.

Although Liao Wen didn't know the reason, Zhou Congee's words made her feel distressed.

She didn't think much about it, she just thought that it was normal for Zhou Congee to go out with her mother for the first time and be reluctant.

She squatted down and rubbed Zhou Congee's head: "But my mother is also tired, my mother wants to sleep, if Zhou Congee is reluctant to separate her mother, will she sleep with her mother, you can see your mother at dawn tomorrow, and then your mother will give you a big hug." ”

Zhou Congee's eyes turned red: "Sleep until tomorrow..."

Liao Wen didn't understand Zhou Congee's words, but just followed Congee Congee's words, "Yes, it's tomorrow when you go to bed, and tomorrow your mother will play with Congee Congee." ”

But tomorrow her mother won't play with her, and she won't give her a big hug.

Zhou Congee wanted to cry and make trouble.