The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 825: Won't leave

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This time he was already scared. If he did it again, he would also collapse.

"Then after this incident is over, we will take the little monkey, Feng'er, and the child in our belly in Baishan Village and no longer care about the outside world. When they grow up, we will go around and play. Okay?" Ning Mengyao reached out and grabbed Qiao Tianchang's arm, her voice filled with hope and a bit of willfulness.

"Okay, it's all up to you. As long as you want, we will go wherever you want to go in the future. Then when we miss the children, we will go back." Qiao Tianchang rubbed Ning Mengyao's ear affectionately. .

Leaning in Qiao Tianchang's arms, Ning Mengyao closed her eyes as she spoke. This time she slept much deeper than before, which also made Qiao Tianchang feel relieved.

After everyone fell asleep, Qiao Tianchang quietly went downstairs and made some food for Ning Mengyao. Just as he was about to take it down, he saw Ning Mengyao running down with her hair disheveled and no shoes on.

"What's going on?" Qiao Tianchang walked over, picked her up and put her on the sofa in the living room. He touched her cold feet and couldn't help but frown.

"You said you wouldn't leave."

"I was just worried that you would be hungry when you woke up, so I made food for you." Qiao Tianchang pointed to the food on the table.

Ning Mengyao reached out and touched her stomach and found that she was indeed hungry.

"I'm hungry, and so is the baby."

"Okay, let's eat." Qiao Tianchang let go of Ning Mengyao and walked to the table to bring the food over. As soon as he put it down, the two children came over holding hands.

"mother."

"Mom, eat." Qiao Moshang climbed onto the sofa on his hands and knees and looked at the food on the table eagerly.

Qiao Tianchang stretched out his hand and pinched his son's little face: "You don't have to watch, you have something to eat."

The family of four ate their meal intimately, which made Yufeng and the others outside feel a lot more relieved.

"It seems that Tian Chang has a way to make Xiao Yao'er recover, but this matter is over now and don't mention it again." Yu Feng glanced at the people around him, especially Mu Xue.

"I know." Mu Xue lowered her head and said bitterly.

Although none of them showed their displeasure, Mu Xue knew that they were all angry with her. She reached out and touched her belly, feeling the beating inside, and finally felt some comfort in her heart.

No matter what, she still has a child, and no matter how angry they are, they can't really do anything to her.

Fortunately, Yufeng and the others didn't know what Mu Xue was thinking, otherwise they would have to take her head apart to see what she was thinking.

In the following days, Mu Xue would not appear in front of Ning Mengyao unless necessary. Although Ning Mengyao was a little uncomfortable about this, she did not say anything. Not meeting could at least avoid some embarrassment.

Qiao Tianchang really did what he said. In addition to cooking, there were times when he had to deal with some things, otherwise he would never leave Ning Mengyao's side.

Seeing the boss like this, Lei An felt a little uncomfortable: "Boss, is sister-in-law okay?"

"It's okay. If it's okay, you can ask Yang Lele to come over and chat with your sister-in-law." With someone accompanying her, maybe she won't think so much.

"good."

Yang Lele and Ning Mengyao were talking quietly in the living room. Next to them, Qiao Moshang opened his big eyes and looked curiously at the little child on the sofa.

He reached out and poked it, then poked it again, then looked at his hand and blinked: "Mom, it's soft."

Ning Mengyao looked at her son dumbfounded, and smiled apologetically at Yang Lele: "Little monkey, you can't poke your brother in the face."

"younger brother."

"Yes, this is my younger brother."

Qiao Moshang frowned, as if he was thinking about something important. After a while, he finally said, "Not my brother."

Ning Mengyao looked at her son in astonishment: "This is my younger brother."

"Brother mother," Qiao Moshang said insistently. At the same time, he got off the sofa and staggered to Ning Mengyao's side. He stretched out his little hand to touch his belly: "Brother."