"Mother, are you ok?" Yu Mo takes this opportunity to run quickly. Yun Shu holds his finger in his mouth and shakes his head lightly: "it's OK!"
"No, my mother's fingers are hurt and can't play!" Yu Mo said and then looked at Mu Jin and said, "if you want to listen to yourself play!"
Then he seems to be very angry and pulls Yunshu to leave.
Yunshu's face was not happy, and he shouted, "Yumo, how can I talk to your father?"
Mujin came to light way: "nothing, I will get you ointment!"
Then mujin went into the house.
"What would you do if mujin saw the flaw just now? How can you take such a risk? " Yu Mo scolds Yun Shu. On his small face, he looks totally different from his age.
Yun Shu is becoming a little submissive: "I didn't mean to, it's really delimited!"
Yu Mo was relieved when he heard this: "can you play?"
Yun Shu lowered his eyes and bit his teeth: "yes, she was born with a good reputation, and I was born with a good reputation. Even if she is not good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she will never be too bad. Besides, she has been carefully taught by Mammy, and I can play it in my dream!"
When Yu Mo heard Yunshu say this, he finally put down the hanging heart.
When mujin takes the ointment to smear on Yunshu, Yunshu takes it directly from mujin with a smile, then stops the blood and wraps his fingers with gauze.
Continue to tone.
"You hurt your fingers, or wait until you're ready to play?" Mu Jinxin's jade like posture stands in front of Yunshu, and her words are light, but they also reveal the gentle and elegant threads.
I don't know why Yunshu suddenly felt a little nervous.
Maybe it's because mujin stands too close.
"It's OK. When I was a kid practicing with my master, I hurt my fingers. That's nothing!" Yun Shu still smiles and shakes his head.
MOJIN did not speak any more, and the light and elegant eyes just stared at Yunshu and Qin.
For a while, Yunshu didn't know whether mujin saw her or Qin.
After the tone is finally adjusted, the pop-up tone is as smooth as clouds and water, and as high as mountains and water, it is permeated with ancient breath.
After listening to the wind chanting, he took his finger down.
Wei iris was originally cutting vegetables, but when she heard the sonorous and powerful sound outside, and the gentle and mournful sound of the piano, her whole thoughts also flew outside.
Three figures, one sitting, two standing, from her point of view, she can easily see Mu Jinyang's faint smile in the corner of her lips.
That smile is very light, but Wei iris thought it was dazzling in her eyes.
The mother is playing the piano, and the father and son are listening carefully. What a harmonious and warm family it is!
On the contrary, she really became an outsider.
In the melodious music, Wei's lunch is ready.
On a round table, five people sat around.
Mujin and Yunshu sat on both sides of the jade and ink respectively, while Wei iris and Fengyin sat together.
Wind Yin took a chopstick of meat, and immediately spit out: "Wei iris, you put more salt!"
Listen to the wind chant, Yunshu has slightly stopped at the side of his mouth, and then put it into his mouth. His face does not change: "fortunately, I have a heavy taste and can't eat it!"
However, Yumo's face crinkled after eating, and he wanted to spit it out, but when he saw Yunshu's face, he had to swallow it.
Mujin also took a chopstick and put it in her mouth. Her eyebrows were wrinkled. This was not the reason why she put more chopsticks, but because she poured the whole salt pot in.
I don't know what's wrong. Wei irises used to cook delicious food. I don't know why she made it so salty today.
Seeing everyone's expression, Wei iris took a sip and spit it out of her mouth. She wanted to drink soup, but the fishy smell in the soup made Wei iris's stomach shrink.
It's disgusting.
Wei stood up and ran out, spitting all the soup out of her mouth, then retching with her chest covered.
The complexion is very ugly.
Mujin patted Wei iris on the back, worried: "what's the matter? Are you ok? "
"How about some water?" Yunshu brings a bowl of tea to Wei iris.
After drinking tea, Wei iris felt better.
"Why don't you redo it? I don't feel well today! " Wei took a few chest shots. She didn't know why she felt so sick when she vomited.
It's like the feeling of foreign body when her fingers reach into her throat, which makes her feel nauseous all the time.
Wei iris just finished drinking water, it was better, but soon she began to retch.
Mujin's face is also very worried, but the avant-garde iris has never been.
After all, Yunshu had a child. Seeing Wei iris like this, she hesitated a little. Then she said to Wei iris, "let's go to a doctor to have a look. When I was pregnant with jade ink, it was so harmful! Maybe it's a bad child? "
When mujin heard that she was shocked by nature, her eyes brightened: "iris, what's wrong with you? I'll get you a doctor? "
If Wei iris is really pregnant with children, mujin is naturally too happy.
Wei iris is clear in her heart. She is nauseous just because of the smell of meat. If she was pregnant, she would have responded.
But looking at mujin's happy expression, Wei iris's doubts are more and more.
Finally, mujin caresses Wei iris back to bed to rest, and Yunshu cooks again.
Wind Yin is afraid of Yunshu's appearance, so she is reluctant to leave the house.
I want to play with jade and ink in my heart, but I dare not see Yunshu. I can't make a fuss about my amazing face.
Wei iris leans against the bed. The expression on mujin's face is excited from beginning to end. Even though it has been suppressed, it can be easily seen from her eyes that she looks cheerful and joyful.
"MOJIN, do you have anything to hide from me?" At this time, iris Wei can't feel anything different. She can be more sure that her nausea has nothing to do with her happiness.
Mujin was stunned, but she didn't understand what weiiri said: "what do you say? What else can I hide from you? "
"Don't you say we won't have children in the future? You say that's why! "
Hearing this, mujin's eyelashes moved. "Dr. Yan said that. He just said it's hard to have a baby, not that he can't, maybe I'm well."
"Are you the one who makes it difficult for me to conceive, or am I the one who makes it difficult to conceive?" Wei iris can see the hesitation in Mu Jin's eyes at a glance.