The two women stood in the hallway and kept muttering, neither of them seeing that Yuan Yuan had gone a few meters away.

As if he understood what they were saying to him, the little one suddenly let go of his hands and sat on the ground crying "Wow......".

"Mom......" Yuan Yuan stretched out a pair of small hands, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and cried very sadly, and after a while, that little face became red.

He rolled around on the ground, then fell on his stomach and began to crawl forward with all his might.

A pair of watery eyes kept staring at a room at the end of the hallway, that was Mom's room, where Mom was.

"Mom......" Yuan Yuan cried and called out to her mother while crawling forward hard.

The small body lying on the ground looked pitiful.

Meng Lin and Wang Lan stopped the gossip, and the two hurriedly stepped forward. Picked up the child.

"Good ...... Yuanyuan doesn't cry anymore, is it okay for my aunt to take Yuanyuan to find food? Meng Lin gently patted the child on the back. Seeing that the child suddenly cried so sadly, he was nervous and anxious, for fear that the child would stumble somewhere.

Wang Lan went downstairs to get the milk. But I was extremely unhappy in my heart. This dead baby, I don't usually see him crying, but they only cried so loudly after a while.

It's just against her.

He Xiyan had just come out of the bathroom and seemed to hear the child's cry.

She opened the door.

When I looked at it, I found that Yuanyuan was in the corridor, hugged by Meng Lin, crying heartbreakingly.

"What's wrong?" He Xiyan walked over anxiously, stretched out his hand and gently touched the child's head, his heart felt as if he had been cut by a knife, and it suddenly hurt.

Because her baby is very well-behaved, she rarely cries once a day.

"I don't know." Meng Lin looked innocent, "Wang Lan and I just took Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan walked a few steps against the wall, and I didn't fall or anything, and suddenly I cried." ”

"Mom......" Yuan Yuan saw that her mother was coming, and she pouted aggrievedly, as if she had been greatly wronged.

He Xiyan carefully wiped away the tears on the child's face, and carefully examined Yuanyuan's hands and head. After confirming that there was no injury, he said:

"Bring fate to the bedroom. You go to the kitchen to get a bowl of millet porridge and a few more diapers. ”

When he arrived at the bedroom, Yuan Yuan finally stopped crying, he sat on the sofa, his little mouth was pouting, and a pair of small hands kept patting the sofa, as if he was venting his emotions.

He Xiyan went to fetch a basin of water, she used a wrung out towel, gently wiped the child's face, and then washed the child's hands.

It's been more than nine months, and I'm getting more and more sensible.

There were even times when he seemed to understand what the adults were saying.

"Mom's ......" Yuan Yuan got into He Xiyan's arms, calling her mother in a milky voice, and her little face kept taking advantage of He Xiyan's chest.

It's like trying desperately to get the warmth of my mother.

He Xiyan lowered his head and kissed the child's forehead, moved his body, and let the child sleep on his lap.

She pursed her lips with a wry smile, and her hand gently caressed the child's smooth little face.

She is not a competent mother, since she was pregnant with a baby, she has not had much time to take care of Yuanyuan, and even she has not held a child for a long time, because the child is too heavy, she is still pregnant She dare not hold it.

"Yuanyuan, you won't blame your mother for not taking care of you." He Xiyan looked down at the fate with a smile on his face,