Feng Xiaoxiao rested in the guest room of Mingzhai. The doctor came to see her and she got better.
She was really tired today, and after taking the medicine, she slowly fell asleep.
She didn't know how long she had slept. When she became conscious, she felt a gentle force on her knees, which was warm.
"Azheng."
Feng Xiaoxiao whispered subconsciously.
"It's me."
Nie Zheng sat in front of her, looking at her with eyes full of love and self-blame.
"Did I wake you up?"
Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head, "I didn't sleep deeply. It's strange. I have been waiting for you, so why did I fall asleep?"
"You are too tired."
Nie Zheng helped her sit back and placed a pillow behind her.
He raised his hand to brush away the long hair from her forehead, "Do you feel better now?"
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, "Well, much better."
Seeing Nie Zheng's serious face, she took his hand and said, "You're right, I'm just tired.
After I get home, I’m going to have a good sleep with it for a few days!”
As he spoke, he yawned exaggeratedly and burst into tears.
Nie Zheng was amused by her, "It doesn't matter how many days you sleep, I'll take care of you by the bedside."
"OK."
Feng Xiaoxiao sat up and asked, "How was your conversation with Mr. Ming?"
Nie Zheng patted her head and said, "Thanks to Mrs. Nie, the land for the Buddhist hall is no longer a problem."
"Wow!"
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed excitedly, "Haha...then it's worth it for me! The key is that I didn't spend any money. Mr. Nie, I am very good at living."
Will you live a good life?
Before this, this statement had no connection with Feng Xiaoxiao.
There's no reason why - just look at her dressing room and dressing room.
However, Xiaoxiao is indeed a good wife.
Under Xia Zining's difficulties, she was able to think of using her sincerity to move Mrs. Ming, and she really did it. Whether it was emotional intelligence or perseverance, it was not easy.
Nie Zheng smiled and nodded, "Yes, very good at it."
A big thing is solved, and a big stone falls in my heart.
Feng Xiaoxiao asked: "What time is it now?"
"It's late at night."
Nie Zheng looked at the time and said, "The banquet has been over for a while."
"I want to go home."
Feng Xiaoxiao whispered, "Although it's nice here, it's more comfortable to sleep in our own bed."
"Okay, let's go home."
Nie Zheng stood up and brought some clothes and put them on for Feng Xiaoxiao.
Feng Xiaoxiao was about to get out of bed and put on her shoes, but Nie Zheng stopped her, "I'll hold you."
Feng Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled, "...Yeah."
Outside, Liao Qingming and Tian Li were waiting.
Seeing them coming out, Tian Li quickly opened the car door and took care of Feng Xiaoxiao to lie down.
Liao Qingming looked at it with a smile, his eyes full of love.
Nie Zheng looked at the 'old father' expression on his face and felt a little disgusted.
"Qingming, please exercise restraint."
Liao Qingming was a little excited and pulled Nie Zheng: "Mr. Nie, I am so happy.
I watched Xiaoxiao grow up!"
What this means is that those who don’t know may think that Liao Qingming is the same age as Feng Jianbo. In fact, Liao Qingming is older than Nie Zheng, but he is only seven or eight years older, which means he is eleven or two years older than Feng Xiaoxiao.
Year after year.
Liao Qingming sighed, "Hey, considering her age, Xiaoxiao should call me uncle."
Since returning to Ancheng, he has been responsible for taking care of Xiaoxiao.
I watched Xiaoxiao grow up little by little. I am afraid that even Nie Zheng cannot understand this feeling.
At first, Liao Qingming only regarded Xiaoxiao as an ordinary woman who had an agreement with Nie Zheng, and taking care of her was her job.
But later, Liao Qingming really liked this little girl and was happy for her little changes and progress.
Liao Qingming did not dare to tell Nie Zheng that when they were separated and reunited, his heart was just like that of his old father, for fear that Nie Zheng would no longer want Xiao Xiao! Then Xiao Xiao would be so pitiful.
At this moment, Liao Qingming sighed, "Mr. Nie, when Xiaoxiao grows up, she is not only suitable for you, she is also suitable for Mrs. Nie's position."
This makes sense.
Nie Zheng understood what he meant.
Not everyone does well as a wealthy wife.
Therefore, when Nie Zheng married Xiaoxiao, he was prepared to hide his beauty in the golden house. He did not want to put any pressure on Xiaoxiao.
However, Xiaoxiao did very well, very well.
"Why."
Liao Qingming repeatedly praised, "Xiao Xiao, you are born with this ability."
Emotionally suitable for Nie Zheng, intellectually suitable for wealthy families.
"nonsense."
Nie Zheng rolled his eyes at him.
"Who is Xiaoxiao?
The first lady in Haicheng back then.
Are you not good at being Mrs. Nie?"
"Hey..." Liao Qingming couldn't laugh or cry. Mr. Nie, you didn't say that before! Sitting in the car, Feng Xiaoxiao leaned into Nie Zheng's arms and closed her eyes with peace of mind: "I'm a little hungry."
"What do you want to eat?"
Nie Zheng asked, "Inform them to do it now."
"Hmm..." Feng Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, "Let's steam the fish."
Still afraid of getting fat... Nie Zheng laughed and promised her, "Okay."
Tian Li quickly called Ye Zhai's chef and asked them to prepare it now. With the right timing, Xiaoxiao could have hot food as soon as she got home.
＊The Ming residence is particularly quiet this morning.
After last night's excitement subsided, it seemed that not only the people, but also the houses and the plants and trees here seemed tired and needed a rest.
The little red building is already warmly busy.
The Little Red House in Mingzhai has always been used to entertain relatives, and now Xie Rui's family lives here.
Xie Rui entered the restaurant and his parents were already up.
My parents have lived like this all their lives. No matter where they are, everything they can do by themselves is done by themselves.
Therefore, there is no chef in the Little Red Mansion, it’s all Xie’s mother who is busy.
Of course, now there is a little helper - Huo Zhinan.
Xie Rui pulled up his chair, sat down, and yawned.
He made a fuss too late last night and actually didn't sleep well, but he had no choice. When he was with his parents, his father never let him sleep in.
Xie Rui had no choice but to get up early, have breakfast and then catch up on his sleep.
‘Dang’.
Xie Rui opened his eyes and saw a bowl of soup in front of him.
Looking up, he saw Huo Zhinan's enlarged smiling face, "Get up, uncle is so strict. It turns out that you are just an ordinary child at home."
Xie Rui frowned and pointed at the bowl of soup in front of him, "Don't give me a spoon?
Just drink to each other like this?"
"ah."
Huo Zhinan slapped his head and said, "Look at my brain!"
She turned around in a hurry to get the spoon, then ran back and handed it to Xie Rui.
"Thanks."
Xie Rui took it and lowered his head to drink the soup.
This soup was made by Xie's mother. On such an occasion last night, everyone drank, especially Xie Rui, Mr. Ming, and Mrs. Ming all liked him, so he inevitably drank the most.
"Does it taste good?"
Huo Zhinan came over and asked him in a low voice.
"Um."
Xie Rui nodded.
Huo Zhinan said proudly, "I did it."
"whispering sound."
Xie Rui reacted lightly, raised his eyes and glanced sideways at her, "I have been drinking soup made by my mother until I have grown up to this age, how can I not taste that it was made by my mother?
This kind of lie is something you can only dare to tell.