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"It's just some lines left by lightning." The doctor said, "the death rate of people hit by lightning is very high, even if not dead, most of them are disabled.". This lady, your daughter is very lucky to be alive. "

"What, are you cursing my daughter?" Mrs. Ann's eyes were wide.

Angel's eyes moved when he heard the word curse.

"No, ma'am, I'll tell you the truth."

The doctor left this word and went out. This is Maria senior private hospital. Most of the rich people came to see the doctor, so the doctor was used to the powerful.

Seeing the doctor's attitude towards herself, Mrs. an gets up and goes out, "call your Dean..."

Anxiang pulled her. "OK, let's see Qi'er's injury."

Since the doctors have said that, Anxiang knows that it's useless for his family to make any more trouble.

Mrs. Ann looked at Angel anxiously again, almost in a hurry. "How are you, Qi'er? Come on, you don't scare mom! " Now an Suye and an Jinchen don't hear from each other. It's not easy to hope that this eldest daughter will be released from prison. Now she has only this daughter by her side!

Seeing that angel doesn't speak, Anxiang is afraid that she will be attacked by thunder. He also called her, "Qi'er? I'm dad. What's wrong with you? "

Angel's eyes moved for a moment, and two lines of tears came down, and he said stupidly, "Mom, Dad, is God bullying me now, but those things are mine, they have taken my things!"

Seeing that she could speak normally, an Xiongcai took a sigh of relief and said to Xiang Shu, "go to the hospital and let Qi'er stay in the hospital for two days and observe."

"Yes, sir." To uncle.

"Kiel, let's face it." Mrs. an cried and lowered her head. "If he doesn't love you and marry you in Muse City, then we can't. although you are the father of Muse City, we are also the son of Muse city. Where can we settle down and win the Muse family? Forget it, as long as our family is safe!"

"No, no, mummy is my son." Angel shook his head, but he was not reconciled. "They said that they would not let me visit Mu Mian at Mu's house, and they drove me out It's too much. No, I don't agree. It's my son. Why can't I see him? "

"What? Did the Mojia drive you out? " When Mrs. an heard this, the whole people were angry and their eyes were red. "Then they did a great job. As soon as you got out of prison, they went to visit Mu Mian. They even drove you out. Qi'er, tell me who drove you to come together. Is it Mu's wife or Mu's city? Or the woman who is going to marry moose? "

As soon as angel heard about the woman who was going to marry moose City, the whole person was suddenly shocked and thought of something, "Mom, buy me some wool, and I will learn to knit a sweater!"

"What? Knitted sweater? Are you stupid by thunder, Qi'er Mrs. an looked at angel with wide eyes and touched her forehead. "Now you need to have a good rest and observe in the hospital for a few days. You have been chopped by thunder and lightning. It's not a small thing. You may not have no sequelae. What else can you knit..."

"No, I have to weave it. It's for love. I can't let that woman be courteous! She must want to seize the mother status in Mu Mian's heart! " Angel realized this one and immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed. "I can't be hospitalized, I want to go home!"

In this way, angel left the hospital that day and went back to her home.

And asked Mrs. ANN to buy a dozen wool.

But Angel sat on the bed and looked at the wool on the bed. She had no clue. As a woman who grew up as a young lady in her family, how could she have done this kind of manual work? She would not despise it.

When Mrs. an heard that angel said that the woman married to moose City wanted to knit a sweater for moose, she also thought that the woman wanted to please moose, and supported angel to knit a sweater for moose, so that moose knew that he had a biological mother, but in spite of this, Mrs. an could not knit a sweater herself, so she called all the maids in her family to angel's room.

"Qi'er is back home now. From today on, you must take good care of her. Qi'er was accidentally hit by lightning today. Although she was discharged from the hospital, she still needs more rest at home. If you can't take care of her, I'll just ask her." Mrs. an said, warning again, "by the way, you've all made it clear to me that if anyone mentions Qi'er's prison life at home, I'll dismiss her without pay at once!"

Mrs. Ann understood that the prison life would be the psychological shadow of angel.

The maids half hung their heads. "Yes."

"By the way, Kiel is going to learn how to knit a sweater. It's for master Mian." Anfu said, "if any of you can knit sweaters, stay and teach Qi'er. The others can go down."

Several maids looked at each other. At last, all but one elder sister from the countryside went out.

In this era, even the poorer families will not knit their own sweaters, because the money for buying a sweater is not much, but to knit a sweater, in addition to the cost of buying wool thread, it will also cost a lot of labor, which can make more money in these times.

Therefore, in this era, things that are purely handmade will appear more valuable, both in value and significance.

"Sister Zhang, do you know how to knit?" Asked Mrs Ann.

"Yes, ma'am, when I was in my hometown, I would weave some for sale." Sister Zhang is a simple, dark rural woman.

"Good. If you teach Kiel, I'll give you a bonus this month." In any case, Mrs. Ann said sharply, she thought angel should knit a sweater for mu Mian first, especially better than that woman's.

When Sister Zhang heard that, she was very happy. "OK, madam."

When Mrs. Ann got down, angel looked at the wool all over the bed and asked without expression, "how to weave it?"

Elder sister Zhang immediately went over enthusiastically, "to knit a sweater, first of all, you need to know who to knit it for, and then..."

"You are deaf. Didn't you hear my mother say that I was weaving for mu Mian?" Angel said angrily, seeing what she couldn't do made her in a bad mood.

Elder sister Zhang was stunned for a moment. She found out that this young lady might not be a person with a good temper. She was careful in her tone. "Young master Mian, I see. That's what I want to weave for boys. If the color is black or dark, the beige or coffee color will match the clothes, and then the size..."

Angel thought of Nie Xiangsi's white one, so she immediately thought of weaving a different color, and picked up the black wool.

But she thought again, would Mu Mian like Beige?

So she put down the black again and picked up the beige wool.

But if she is the same as Nie Xiangsi, will she appear to be the same as Nie Xiangsi?

Angel hesitated, but she still held the cream yarn tightly. Yes, she would weave the cream yarn, so that she could be higher than that woman!

"I don't know the size of muslin." Said angel.

She has been in prison all these years. She doesn't even know what size of clothes Mu Mian usually wears, and how big a sweater she wants to knit for mu Mian!

Miss Zhang thought for a moment and said happily, "I know about it. Occasionally, master Mian's father would take him to visit his wife and master. In short, the clothes the child wears are bigger, just a few more stitches!"

As soon as angel listens, will moose city bring moose to visit her parents?

Originally, Sicheng still cares about Mu Mian's grandparents?

Well, can't City care about her at all?

Yes, she is mu Mian's mother!

At the thought of this, angel finally showed a smile, and immediately urged, "what are you waiting for? Hurry up, teach me how to knit a sweater!"

Downstairs in the hall, Mrs. an is very angry when she learns that angel is driven out by the Mu family. She immediately calls the Mu family.

At the other end of the line, sister Xiang answered, "hello? Mojia, who is that? "

"I'm mummy's grandmother!" Mrs. an moved out the name of the most important grandson in the Mu family.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Ann." "What can I do for you?" said Sister Xiang politely

Mrs. an and Anxiang are, at best or not, mummy's grandparents. The servants of mummy's family also keep a certain degree of politeness.