Meng Cimo didn't like Huahua's posture very much, and wanted to pick it up and throw it to the ground. But when he saw Jiang Yixi hugging it while sleeping, the little thing's eyes seemed much gentler than usual, so he didn't move it.

Meng Cimo sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Jiang Yixi lovingly. He hung her wet hair behind her ears with his big hands and slid his fingers from her ears to the corners of her lips.

Aunt Wu persuaded her in a low voice, "Sir, grandma has suffered a lot and hasn't had a good rest. Don't wake her up."

Thinking of Jiang Yixi's painful screams, Meng Cimo felt so distressed that his heart tightened. He retracted his hand and opened his big hand to Huang's mother.

Mother Huang carefully placed the child on those two big hands.

The child was holding his hands like a little red pepper, with one eye open and the other closed, looking at Meng Cimo quietly.

Looking at this little person, Meng Cimo's heart felt extremely soft. He had already embarked on that road and had a long way to go. He had to plan more carefully to protect his wife and son and not let them suffer a little bit...

Not long after, several members of the Jiang family stood up and said goodbye, agreeing to come for the third banquet the day after tomorrow.

Linxiang reminded Meng Cimo in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I have asked you to go to the outer study to discuss matters."

Meng Cimo looked at Jiang Yixi and the child. No matter how reluctant he was to leave, he had to discuss the important matter.

He leaned down and kissed Jiang Yixi's cheek, and whispered, "Wait for me."

I hurried to the outer courtyard.

Jiang Yixi woke up from hunger.

She opened her eyes, and the hanging glass palace lantern was on.

It's already night.

She turned her head and saw that Huang's mother was sitting on a chair by the wall, feeding Brother Cun.

Aunt Wu, who was standing by the bed, saw Jiang Yixi woke up and said with a smile, "Are you hungry, grandma?"

Shuixiang on the side smiled and said, "I'll get the food."

Aunt Wu smiled again and said, "Brother, I'm pretty, more like the prince, weighing eight and a half kilograms. Oops, I beat two of them. It's loud, and it's edible... I've found all the beads, thirteen of them."

, and put it on the eldest grandma again. Bodhisattva bless the eldest grandma and the little brother, they are safe... The prince has something important to do and he was invited to the front yard by his father-in-law. Maybe he will be back soon..."

Jiang Yixi listened to Nanny Wu chanting, raised her arm to look at the string of beads, twisted her wrist, and saw the fragrance-avoiding beads among them.

She looked at the flowers in her armpits again.

The lower half of its little head squeezed the side of Jiang Yixi's chest, and its eyes were exposed, staring blankly at Huang's mother and the little Zhao Cun in her arms.

Jiang Yixi also felt that there was a lump of wetness on the side of her chest, which must have been the saliva of a little thing.

Jiang Yixi was just about to throw Huahua to the ground, but then she remembered that the little thing jumped onto her bed without fear of death at the most critical moment, using the fragrance beads on it to protect itself.

She was afraid that something might happen to the little thing, and it turned out that she had an accident. Fortunately, the little thing had been staying outside and was smart, otherwise she didn't know what the consequences would be.

Jiang Yixi said softly, "Thank you."

Huahua finally moved her eyes away from Huang's mother and meowed to Jiang Yixi, "I want to drink milk, drink mother's milk."

Jiang Yixi blinked at it and said two words silently, "Wait."

She knew that the little thing had always wanted to taste the feeling of being a son, and she also wanted to satisfy it a little bit. However, she really couldn't let the little thing lie on her chest and drink directly, so she squeezed the milk into a tea bowl and let it drink.

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Huahua misunderstood what Jiang Yixi meant, her eyes suddenly lit up, she drooled and meowed, "Mother, mother, you are so kind."

Jiang Yixi knew that the little thing had misunderstood, and it was difficult to explain. She sat up and frowned because of the pain in her lower body.

Mother Huang stood up, held the little photo upright, and patted her back. The little guy burped before handing it to Jiang Yixi's arms.

As if he knew his mother, Meng Zhaocun opened his mouth and spit out a milk bubble. Under the light of the light, it was colorful and fleeting.

Tears welled up in Jiang Yixi's eyes, and she leaned over to kiss the child, "Mother's baby, mother's little care..."

It’s great to be born again and have you as my company in this life!

Shuixiang brought a tray into the house, and Huang's mother took the child over. The child had already fallen asleep, so Huang's mother took him to the east wing opposite to rest.

Aunt Wu and Linxiang put the food on the small table beside the bed, a bowl of ginseng stewed chicken soup, a steamed squab, a small bowl of steamed eggs, a small plate of fried mushrooms, and a bowl of rice.

Jiang Yixi was so hungry that she ate half of it.

After dinner, Jiang Yixi became sleepy again. Aunt Wu had been tired for two days and one night, so she asked her to go home and rest. The girl on night duty went to the living room, and there was only one person and one cat left in the bedroom.

Huahua stared at Jiang Yixi's chest with burning eyes.

Jiang Yixi smiled, reached for a tea bowl, turned her back and milked it.

Huahua saw that her mother, like the original owner, still cared about being a cat and did not want to lie on their chests and drink milk directly.

Look at Ma Jichao in that life, and look at Meng Zhaocun now, who doesn't lie on his chest and drink milk?

It became sad again, squatting down and crying.

A mother is different from a biological mother. A child without a biological mother is like a grass...

Jiang Yixi finally squeezed out half a bowl of milk and turned around to see Huahua crying.

She knew what the little thing was thinking and explained, "Huahua, it's not that my mother doesn't love you like this. In fact, humans and cats are in different ways and can't be like that. You are a spiritual creature, and you might be able to transform into a human being in the future. If we are still destined to be mother and son,

I will definitely feed you myself. Well, this is my milk, even Xiaozhaocun didn't drink it, only you did."

After saying that, he stretched out the tea bowl in front of it.

Huahua twitched her nose. This was the taste she had been thinking about for many years. She could no longer care about anything else and stuck out her tongue to quickly roll the milk into her mouth.

He finished the drink in less than half an hour. He licked his lips and said, "I'll have more tomorrow."

Jiang Yixi agreed happily, "Okay."

One person and one cat got together as before and lay down to sleep.

Meng Cimo came back in the middle of the night.

When he saw Huahua sleeping next to Jiang Yixi's pillow, with her small body as straight as a chopstick, he picked up a piece of skin from its neck and threw it into the living room.

Huahua meowed in protest and wanted to rush into the bedroom, but the door was already closed by Meng Cimo.

Huahua was so angry that she yelled, "Meng Bao Dan, Meng Ya Dan, Meng Ba Dan..."

Shuixiang, who was on duty at night, quickly picked it up and coaxed it, "Shh, let Sister Shuizhu make steamed mandarin fish for you tomorrow... The tomatoes were planted last month..."

Jiang Yixi was woken up, sat up and said, "Cimo is back." Hearing Huahua's scolding, she added, "Don't blame Huahua, he is like that, maybe he is afraid that I am in danger and is unwilling to leave me."

Meng Cimo seemed to understand at once and murmured, "The black eagle has been hovering over our house for so long. Could it be that it smelled the scent of flowers, but the flowers flew away again before it reached its standards?"

Jiang Yixi felt sick and shook her head to express her ignorance.

Meng Cimo sat beside the bed and said, "I heard that Xuan Diao caught a giant cricket in a house not far from our house..." If you like Chunman Jinghua, please collect it: (www.sodu777
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