Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

"..."

Then she couldn't go. She was not stupid. She saw that he was not in a good mood and followed him to his house.

Zhang Jin was very defenseless against her. Xiaoxiao was still at home. What could he do?
"I'll send you back after the medicine is finished."

He is not a tiger, can he eat her?
This time he sighed loudly:
"Or you can wait for me downstairs while I go up and get the alcohol and come back to the head office?"

That's not all. She didn't even give him a chance to speak. What else would he dare to do?
Wen Minghua was also helpless. Ever since Zhang Jin brought her a box of wine last time, she had been hiding from him. Who knew she would run into him again today or be saved by him.

Look at it now, he's just about to make his words clear, can she not hide?
They silently got into the back seat of the car, holding onto the seat tightly with both hands. They didn't speak a word along the way, and they really didn't know what to say.

But when she got to the downstairs of Zhang Jin's house, she followed her upstairs. Who knows, it was time to get off work at this time, and people were coming and going. It would be worse if more people saw her, although there was more than one person on the way upstairs. see her.

Zhang Jin walked in front, taking huge steps, as if he didn't care at all whether Wen Minghua could keep up, of course, as long as you ignored the way he looked back at her from time to time.

His family lives in the leftmost room on the second floor, a two-bedroom apartment.

Huang Xiaoxiao was doing homework at home. When she saw Wen Minghua, she exclaimed:

"Auntie?"

She was startled by Wen Minghua's sudden appearance, and then she saw Wen Minghua's blood-stained arm. She felt like crying when her mouth dropped. Wen Minghua quickly stepped forward and hugged her:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Auntie just shed a little blood. You can't tell Manni. This is our secret, you know?"

The reason why children are easy to coax is, of course, that adults can share secrets with her, not to mention Huang Xiaoxiao, who has always been a bit carefree.

The little girl glanced at Wen Minghua's arm and then at the alcohol bottle held by her uncle. She couldn't help but wince and the corners of her mouth drooped:

"Aunt, it hurts."

It can be seen that she was injured and wiped with alcohol, otherwise she would not look so afraid of pain.

Wen Minghua is actually afraid of pain, but she also knows that the injured area must be disinfected with alcohol. The best thing is, of course, to go to the hospital to bandage and get a tetanus shot.

But she also knew that even if she went to the hospital for her injury, there was no tetanus shot for her. In this case, she might as well disinfect and bandage it at home.

"Forbearance."

The wound didn't look deep, but it was a bit long. It lay across her fair arm, making it an eyesore for him.

Zhang Jin's movements on his hands were very gentle, but Wen Minghua's arms were still shaking with pain. She struggled to show Huang Xiaoxiao a comforting smile:
"Xiaoxiao, who took Manni home?"

She was delayed today. The three eldest children at home were also at school, so Manni had no one to pick her up. When she and Zhang Jin passed by the school just now, the school gates were locked.

"Thank you, teacher, for sending Manni."

Huang Xiaoxiao frowned, approached the wound that Zhang Jin was wiping with a cotton swab, and breathed on Wen Minghua's arm.

Wen Minghua was warmed by the little girl and reached out to touch her head.

After giving her the medicine in silence and telling Huang Xiaoxiao to wait for him at home, Zhang Jin insisted on sending Wen Minghua home because Wen Minghua's arm was injured and she couldn't use her strength to ride a bike.

"..."

She rides a bicycle by herself, but she doesn’t know if she can achieve superior strength?
"Come on, I have something to tell you."

"No, I'll go by myself."

It was even more impossible for him to give it away. Wen Minghua immediately left the door, not forgetting to close the door tightly when she went out.

Nodding to the neighbor who was cooking at the door of Zhang Jin's house, Wen Minghua quickly went downstairs as if someone was chasing her.I rode very fast all the way, and I was actually sweating when I got home!
"Mother?"

How did you get hurt?
Manni is the most sensitive to the smell of alcohol. Wen Minghua just cycled past her and she could already smell the strong smell of alcohol.

She took a few steps forward and looked around at Wen Minghua who was locking her bicycle. When she saw the white bandage on her arm, tears immediately burst into her eyes.

Wen Minghua knew that Manni was sensitive, so she quickly knelt down, hugged her into her arms and rubbed her:
"Mom is fine. Look, your hands can move normally."

She shook her arm and used her fingers to wipe away the tears on Manni's face:
"Don't be afraid, mom's injury is not serious."

Manni looked carefully again and found that there was no blood seeping out of the gauze. She sniffed and pulled Wen Minghua into the room:
"Mom, teach me how to cook."

She was about to turn eight years old. When she was at her aunt's house, there were many people in their village who were seven or eight years old and stood on the stove with a small stool to cook. It was time for her to learn how to cook.

Wen Minghua was so moved that she kept kissing her face:
"You're really mommy's baby, but you're still young now. Mommy will teach you when you turn ten in two years."

She didn't even have a stove, and besides, she didn't want her delicate and soft baby to go into the kitchen early and learn to cook.

In the end, Wen Minghua still didn't get over Manni's obsession and agreed to teach her how to make porridge.

So that night, Wen Minghua ate rice porridge cooked by her own daughter, washed by her own hands, cooked with water, and paired with the meat sauce she had made before. The mother and daughter were extremely satisfied.

……

Also this weekend, when Yang Manchun came back from vacation, he was accompanied by a 24-year-old woman.

Wen Minghua learned from her memory that she was Wei Hongying, the second oldest and only daughter in Sister Liu's family.

"Aunt Minghua."

Wei Hongying is 1.6 meters tall, a little thin, but in good spirits. Her skin is not white, but her eyes are bright, showing a touch of confidence that Wen Minghua has not seen in other young women before.

She had two black braids, a slim figure, and wore the same white long-sleeved shirt as Yang Manchun. When she walked into the yard, people's eyes couldn't help but fall on her.

Wen Minghua responded with a smile, admiration in her eyes:

"Hongying is back?"

She pointed toward her kitchen:
"Come here when you're free, and Auntie will turn on the small stove for you."

As soon as she said these words, Wei Hongying's eyes instantly turned red, and she nodded and choked with sobs:

"Okay, thank you aunt, I'll go back and take a look first."

Third Sister Liu had been washing wild vegetables by the well, and she had been waiting for Wei Hongying to call her, but until Wei Hongying finished talking to Wen Minghua and entered her house, she didn't even look at her. She said angrily:
"You damn girl, didn't you see me in the yard?"

Unexpectedly, Wei Hongying only looked back at her:
"Are you my mother? Oh, I haven't seen you for six or seven years, and I didn't recognize you for a while."

"Pfft!"

Yang Manchun hurriedly walked a few steps to Wen Minghua. She was afraid that if she didn't walk faster, she would laugh louder.

Thank you for the inspiration of the fish tipping. I am very sorry, the extra update will be scheduled on the 28th, waiting for me to come back from Chengdu!

Another: I am going to Chengdu in the afternoon. Are there any readers from Chengdu?