"It's your turn to talk here!" Mrs. Joe gave him a cold look, in which was endless contempt.
Bai Gu hears the words, and is even more angry. Just about to say something, Xiao AI gets out of bed and comes to him. He pulls his clothes and winks at him, asking him to stop talking.
Considering Xiaoai, Bai Gu can only hold his breath for a while.
"Madam, thank you for buying so many things for the second child." AI smiled and said to Mrs. Joe.
Mrs. Joe is not very good at lip language, but she probably understands her meaning.
After glancing at her faintly, she said, "it's better to stay in bed less and walk more."
AI nodded slightly, smiling.
Mrs. Qiao asked pan Shuang to give the baby products she just bought back to the servants for cleaning and disinfection.
Then he came and took Qiao's little two away from Bai Gu's hand.
Pan Shuang went downstairs to talk to the servants, and then hurried up.
"How's your wound, AI?" Pan Shuang asked in a hurry. She was worried about Xiaoai all the time when she went shopping with her wife.
"It's all right. It's already anti-inflammatory." AI said quietly.
"Really? Let me see! " Said, looked at the white jade.
Bai Gu understood and hurriedly got up and went out.
Pan Shuang took the sterilized things from the drawer, and when he re sterilized Xiaoai's wound, he found that the blood water was less, the wound did not have wet erosion, nor was it red.
"Xiaoai, actually, I also feel that Sanji was really right at the beginning. This mother-in-law and daughter-in-law live together, there is really no contradiction, and all kinds of discontent will be aroused inexplicably. " Pan Shuang said while disinfecting Xiaoai.
Little AI sighed a little. Qiao Minghe loved her so much, and his mother must be disgusted.
In fact, the contradiction arises from this.
Therefore, little AI has a lot of tolerance for Mrs. Qiao. She must be the birth mother of Qiao Minghe.
She didn't want to embarrass him or let him drive his mother out.
"Xiaoai, didn't young master build a villa for you at the top restaurant? Otherwise, you propose to stay at the top of the mountain for a while. " Pan Shuang gives advice to Xiao AI.
AI shook his head and said, "no, it's not bad to live here. Mrs. Joe is not in a bad mood
Pan Shuang looks at Xiaoai. Her sentence is too long, but she shakes her head and knows that Xiaoai doesn't agree.
"But when you are out of the month, the young master will go to work in the group. When the young master is not at home, the madam may be more extravagant than now. " Pan Shuang worried.
"No!" AI still shakes her head.
Pan Shuang has no way to take Xiaoai. After detoxifying her wound again, she changes the gauze and puts it on.
Then get up and put those used things into the paper basket, put them in plastic bags, and prepare to take them out and throw them away.
As soon as he opened the door, he met the young master who was coming in.
"Young master!" Pan Shuang saw the young master and was slightly surprised.
"What are you doing in there?" Qiao Minghe has a very smart nose and smells a kind of medicine belonging to disinfectant.
before pan cool gave Xiao AI poison, he would spray some perfume, so that he would not be discovered by others.
"I I sterilized Xiaoai! " Pan Shuang is a little flustered, because the young master is standing in front of her. With such a strong momentum and a clear tone of questioning, she dare not to panic, and she has no time to conceive a lie.
Hearing this, Qiao Minghe walked in quickly.
Xiaoai looked at the worry and nervousness on his face, smiled and said silently, "it's just disinfection, normal!"
"Let me see!" Qiao Minghe wants to tear off the gauze and look at the wound inside.
It's just ordinary disinfection. Why does she want pan Shuang to do it quietly.
"The gauze just pasted on, don't tear it apart, it will hurt." AI reaches out and grabs his hand, letting him look at his mouth.
"You have to see it, when you change tomorrow!" AI continued to say to him in silence.
Qiao Minghe frowned slightly, and his black eyes were full of deep concern: "don't hide anything from me!"
"How can it be!" Xiaoai said silently, pulling her lips and smiling.
By tomorrow, there should be no blood oozing out, and the wound will start to scar again. Even if he sees it, it will be OK.
Qiao Minghe looked at his little woman deeply. Now that her children have been born, why can't she speak?
"Well, I'll see it tomorrow!" Qiao Minghe nodded and agreed. After chatting with AI in the room for a while, he went back to his study.
The next day, when Qiao Minghe saw the wound on Xiaoai's stomach, it was really scabby, and there was no blood oozing out.
So he didn't know that AI's wound was inflamed these two days.
There is a very important high-level meeting in the group. Joe Minghe will go to the group this afternoon.
Before leaving, watching Xiaoai finish lunch, go to bed for lunch, he just left.
But just after Qiao Minghe left, Mrs. Qiao came in.
Holding Qiao Xiaoer, he said to Xiaoai, "your son has wet his pants. Get up and change them for him!"
Pan Shuang hurriedly came over: "madam, give it to me!"
"No, these things should be done by Xiaoai, the mother herself. It must be regarded as the cultivation of mother and child feelings. When I gave birth to her, I took care of everything myself. It must be my own heart and soul. What do you say, Xiaoai Said Mrs. Joe to little AI.
Xiaoai nods and takes care of her son. It's true that Xiaoai doesn't think it's wrong.
She reached for her son and took him to the bathroom to clean his little butt.
Pan Shuang was standing in the bedroom, sipping his lips all the time. He was very worried about Xiaoai's scabby wound.
But she really didn't have the courage to carry it with Mrs. Joe. She must have been her master.
And Bai Gu is not here. He went to see Xiaoya at the villa.
"Ma'am, let me help Xiaoai in!" See Xiaoai has not come out, pan Shuang some anxious.
"What can you do for me! She is the second child's mother. As a mother, she should learn how to take care of her son. Can you help me with this? " Mrs. Joe's worry about Panshuang was plainly displeased.
"Madam, little AI had a big operation when she was giving birth. The wound on her stomach hasn't grown well." Pan Shuang said to his wife.
"It's been several days. How can it not be long. Which caesarean section woman, will be as delicate as her. I really think I can do nothing when I get married to a rich family. She simply forgot that she had to take care of her son with her own heart so as to cultivate the feelings of mother and son. " Said Mrs. Joe, looking in the direction of the bathroom.
AI washed his son's buttocks and changed his trousers before he came out.
When she just washed her son's buttocks, she squatted slightly, which was enough to press the wound.
But she looked at her son with small hands in her arms. Although the wound was painful, her heart was happy.
"I heard that you didn't eat yesterday. What kind of egg pudding did my son go down to make for you?" Mrs. Qiao asked when she saw Xiaoai coming out.
Smell speech, the expression on Xiao AI's face is a little stiff.
She didn't ask him to do it, but when Mrs. Qiao said so, she had nothing to argue with.
"Ai, I'm not talking about you. You say that my son has a lot of opportunities every day, and how precious his time is, how much money he has in minutes, but you let him waste his time in the kitchen, just to make what you want to eat. It's not obvious that you don't care about my son's body. You have to wear him out, don't you? " Mrs. Joe complained.
Xiaoai shook her head: "madam, I haven't!"
Mrs. Qiao looked at her heavily and continued, "since my son is so kind to you, Xiao AI, you should also compare your feelings and know how much you love my son. Don't always let my son take care of you everywhere, as if you are so precious! "
Finish saying, Mrs. Qiao still quite some resentment of small two from small AI's hands, and then a heavy stare at her, just walked out.
"Ai, are you ok?" As soon as Mrs. Qiao leaves, pan Shuang rushes forward to help Xiaoai.
"I'm fine!" AI shook his head slightly.
She felt that Mrs. Joe was becoming more and more critical of her now!
It seems that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is really a very difficult knowledge. She can't control or cope with it.
Pan Shuang helped Xiaoai to bed and stayed with her all the time.
"Ai, why are you crying?" She thought that Xiaoai fell asleep after she went to bed, but suddenly she found that Xiaoai's eyes were closed, and even wet tears came out.
Little AI didn't say anything, still closed his eyes.
"Little AI, don't think about what your wife said. She's too much." Pan Shuang comforted.
Xiaoai listened, tightly sipped her lips and opened her eyes to see Panshuang.
"I'm fine. I just miss my mother." Through Mrs. Joe's embarrassment, she knew that when she was a mother, all she wanted was her own children.
So it's impossible for Mrs. Joe to love her.
She was thinking that if she was on the other side of the base and beside her mother, maybe things would be different.
When it was almost six o'clock, AI could not help but take her mobile phone and wanted to call her mother.
Hailu is still not awake. Every day, he is infused with nutrient solution. Maomao and lengaotian are always by his side.
When Xiaoai's call came, lengaotian saw that it was Xiaoai, and asked Maomao to answer it.
"Sister!" Maomao picks up the phone.
"Maomao, this is Panshuang. Xiaoai asks you how are you doing there? How about Mrs. haikan? Little AI missed her! " Pan Shuang said for Xiaoai.
"My mother took them to the amusement park in the forest." Maomao said to Panshuang.
"How is my sister now?" Asked Mao Mao.
"Well, your sister is very good. Look when you have time. Come back to see Xiaoai! She missed you very much. " Pan Shuang said.
"OK, I'll ask mom when she comes back." Maomao said, looking at the mother lying in bed has not responded, the heart of the seven up and down, really worried about mother will always like this sleep.
Not long after hanging up the phone, Bai ran up in a hurry: "Xiaoai, guess who I saw?"
"Who?"
"Mu Yue, I see Mu Yue. She is in the living room on the first floor, talking to Mrs. Qiao."