"I checked it and Miss Cheng tried it on. I bought it after repeatedly confirming that it was anti-skid." The night Son skimmed his mouth.

She also wondered why slippers with non slip soles would slip?

Is the floor of the house oiled?

But Yezi thought it was impossible. It was always dry next to the shelf. How could there be oil spilled there?

"Miss Cheng? Which Miss Cheng?" As soon as Tang Huai heard Yezi mention the word "Miss Cheng", she thought of Cheng Yi at the first time.

"The one who filmed with Jiajia." Yezi road.

Tang Huai frowned, "you know her very well?"

Cheng Yi has an excellent temperament and is a lady of the family. How can Yezi know her well?

Yezi said, "when I bought shoes in Dacheng supermarket, I met her and she also bought shoes."

"She took you home and went to your house to sit?"

"We went home together, but she didn't come into my house to do it."

"Oh, I thought you were friends." Tang Huai smiled.

"Miss Cheng is very enthusiastic. When she sees Wenwu holding me, she also offers to help us carry things, but I know we won't be good friends. She doesn't live in Dacheng street for a long time." For introverted Yezi, it's hard to be friends if they don't spend much time together.

Hearing the speech, Tang Huai picked his eyebrows and his eyes were unpredictable.

……

When Kong Wenwu returned to his illness, Tang Huai pretended to scold him: "I just knew that Yezi fell down after you spilled oil on the ground. Didn't I tell you again and again that the ground should not be wet? Why are you still spilling oil on the ground?"

"There is no oil on the ground, but there is oil on the sole." Kong Wenwu looked regretful: "it's all my fault. I didn't check the soles before Yezi put on his shoes."

He also didn't know that the newly bought soles would have oil. No, they weren't newly bought shoes. Even the pair he wore had oil. His floor was plastered with cement oil, not ceramic tiles. It didn't slip when it was wet, but the oil on the soles was very slippery. The cement oil floor was so slippery. If the ceramic tile floor was on, it would definitely break people's heads.

"How can there be oil on the sole?" Tang Huai asked puzzled.

"I... don't know." Kong Wenwu glanced at Yezi.

After Yezi became pregnant, he became ill because he was too nervous about the fetus.

After he fell asleep, he got up and sat in the living room talking to himself, crying and laughing for a while.

He woke up after hearing the sound. Seeing her like this, he was very nervous.

Later, it was not easy to coax her and enlighten her.

There is oil on the sole this time. I don't know if she was ill and put it on.

She didn't remember what she did when she got well. Kong Wenwu didn't want Yezi to be sad, so he didn't go deep into it.

This is just his guess. He has been with her all the time, going to the bathroom and taking a bath. He didn't see her do oiling.

Without seeing it with his own eyes, he was not sure.

I wonder if he fell asleep at night and she got up to wipe it?

But since he saw her sick, he became easy to wake up. As long as she got up and went to the bathroom at night, he would wake up, and then accompany her. He didn't sleep until she went back to bed and fell asleep.

"Maybe I painted it after I got sick." After the night Son touched Kong Wenwu's sight, he lowered his head with some guilt.

Kong Wenwu touched her head, Comforted: "no, we are together all the time. If you do it, of course I see it. If I don't see it, it proves that you didn't do it. Don't feel guilty. And now you and your child are all right. We don't want to think about falling down with oil on the sole of your shoes. You are in confinement now. You must be in a beautiful mood, feel comfortable and have enough milk so that our son can eat."

Yezi was in a good mood.

She looked up, blinked and looked at Tang Huai happily: "sister, in a good mood, is there more milk?"

When she gave birth to her eldest daughter, she didn't have enough milk. Every time her daughter didn't have enough to eat, she cried loudly. But the child chose two mouths, didn't eat milk powder, and didn't eat rice paste. In order to have milk to feed the child, Tang Huai spent a lot of effort to recuperate her.

It's better to be in a good mood than to be in a bad mood, and it's still confinement. Tang Huai smiled at Yezi along with Kong Wenwu's meaning: "yes, if you don't want your baby son to be short of milk, you have to keep a cheerful mood, but you don't have to worry too much about your child's lack of milk. According to your current situation, milk is enough."

With that, Tang Huai took a look at Yezi's chest. It's very swollen here. There must be enough milk.

When Yezi heard this, he grinned happily. If he smiled a little harder, the wound would be very painful.

Tang Huai got up and said, "I'll go back this afternoon. I'll bring your food. You don't have to go there. What else do you need me to bring?"

Kong Wenwu took out the key to his home and handed it to Tang Huai: "there is a bag of clothes for babies in my wardrobe. You wore them when you were a child. I washed them and exposed them to the sun. It's cloudy these two days and the baby's clothes can't dry. You can get me some sets, and you can also get two sets of Yezi's personal clothes."

Tang Huai took the key and a flash of light flashed in her eyes. She raised her lips: "OK."

"It's the weekend. You don't have to go to school. Help me bring her here." Kong Wenwu added that Yezi missed her strangely.

"OK." Tang Huaiyi smiles.

After Tang Huai left, the baby cried.

Kong Wenwu hurried over and gently checked whether he peed.

"I didn't pee. I'm hungry." He gently and carefully hugged him and sat by the bed.

At this time, Yezi picked up his clothes.

Kong Wenwu held the baby in both hands and put the baby's mouth together. The baby's face rubbed in front of his mother. When he found the position, he sucked it up. It seemed that he was hungry.

Kong Wenwu looked at the side of the baby's cheek, bulging and shrinking for a while. His eyes were full of gentle kindness. He smiled and said, "I ate it an hour ago. Are you so hungry?"

"The elder sister said that my milk now has less nutrition. I haven't eaten meat these two days. The milk doesn't top my stomach, and the baby is easy to be hungry." Night Son lowered his head and looked at the child gently.

"You can eat chicken tomorrow, so the milk will be nutritious."

"I want to eat chicken leg and chicken breast." This baby, she wants to eat well.

Kong Wenwu looked up, his eyes full of emotion, and said softly, "bring the whole chicken to you to eat. You can eat wherever you want."

Yezi also looked up and looked at Kong Wenwu. She smiled sweetly, "OK."

As soon as the ward round nurse arrived at the door, she saw them looking at each other affectionately, one holding the child and the other feeding the child. The picture was very warm. The nurse quietly stepped down without disturbing them.

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"Gerry, are you here?!" Zhu Luying and Cheng Yi are watching TV in the ward.

The remaining light from the corner of her eye swept a familiar figure. She suddenly turned her head and saw that it was Gerry.

Gerry is tall and straight in a black suit.

The hair is dark and soft, and handsome.

When Cheng Yi saw him, his eyes lit up. He was a man like a relegated fairy!