On the other end of the phone, Wang Qi heard her daughter's cry, and her heart ached unconsciously.
"Nian Nian, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
When Wang Niannian heard that her mother was caring about her, she cried while holding her cell phone and said, "Mom, didn't you say you came to pick me up? Why haven't you come yet? Don't you want to stop Niannian now that you have Uncle Luo?"
The soft voice revealed endless grievances.
Wang Qi's heart ached even more at this moment: "Nian Nian, don't cry, don't cry, it's your mother's fault. Mom has been helping you decorate your room with your father these two days! Dad has been working recently, and it's a bit...
I'm busy. Mom will take a car with dad to pick you up in a few days, okay?"
"No, I want you to pick me up now. Mom, my hands hurt so much. I miss you and want you to help me breathe!" Wang Niannian cried and refused to give up.
"This - Nian Nian, mom doesn't know how to ride in the car by herself, so she can only follow dad. Nian Nian, please be obedient, okay?"
"No, mom, I want mom!"
Mo Xiaodie took the phone from Wang Niannian and said to Wang Qi: "Don't worry, take good care of yourself. I will send Niannian there tomorrow."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: "Thank you very much."
After Mo Xiaodie hung up the phone, she glanced at Lu Chenxu.
Although she just had a phone call with Wang Qi, she could already clearly feel that Wang Qi's intelligence was rapidly recovering. Although she still couldn't remember many things, some of her thoughts and words were no longer as silly and childish as when she saw her before.
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It seemed that the neurologist was right. Her illness was probably caused by the stimulation of the accident.
After listening to the conversation between her and her mother, Wang Niannian raised her head in surprise, with tears on her face: "Auntie, are you really willing to take me to find my mother tomorrow?"
Mo Xiaodie took out a tissue from the coffee table and wiped her tears thoughtfully: "Of course, Auntie's words are true. Please don't cry anymore, otherwise your eyes will be swollen from crying, and you won't look pretty when you see your mother tomorrow.
"
Wang Niannian immediately sniffed and stopped crying: "Well, okay, I won't cry. I want to see my mother beautifully tomorrow."
At this time, Lu Zibai rushed to the kitchen and poured a glass of honey water for Wang Niannian. He handed it over diligently: "Sister Niannian, you have been crying for so long just now. Come, drink a cup of honey water to moisten your throat.
"
Mo Xiaodie glanced at her fat son with admiration, and then gave him a thumbs up: "Liubao is so good, you know how to care about your sister!"
Wang Niannian might be really thirsty, so she took the glass of honey water and drank it "gudong, gudong".
After finishing the drink, she handed the bowl back to Lu Zibai and said sweetly: "Brother Zibai, thank you! You are so kind!"
After receiving Wang Niannian's praise, Lu Zi burst into laughter.
Lu Zili glanced at him, put his arm on Lu Zibai's shoulder and teased: "Little Fatty Liu, my second brother is so thirsty. Can you also go and pour me a glass of honey water?"
The little fat man glared at him and pushed his arm away: "You don't have arms or legs. If you want to drink water, go to the kitchen and pour it yourself."
"Hey! You little Fatty Liu, why did you pour the honey water for Niannian and not for the second brother?" Lu Zili stared, pointed at Little Fatty Liu and said dissatisfiedly.
Not to be outdone, Lu Zibai said: "Sister Niannian was stung by a bee and cried so sadly. She is still a girl, younger than us. Of course I have to help her pour water. What about you? If you are also stung.
When you arrive, I can also help you pour water. But aren’t you fine now? Why should you let me pour you water?”
These two boys soon started to quarrel with each other.
