After returning to the community, Xue Ling sent Wang Qing upstairs.
Wang Qing was reluctant to leave and couldn't help saying, "Lingling, can you stay with me? I... I'm the only one in the room, and I always feel very uncomfortable."
Xue Ling frowned secretly.
She also has a hungry son in her family, and her husband is waiting for her to go home. But looking at the pitiful Wang Qing, she couldn't make up.
"Okay, but I have to go home first, take a shower and take a look at the kids."
After realizing it, Wang Qing realized that he was too much and hurriedly said, "No, you have to take care of your children at night. I forgot it on the verge of impulse just now. You go back first, I'll go back alone."
The elevator door is open.
Xue Ling sent her out, but unexpectedly saw lights in her house.
"It should be Liu Xing who is back."
Wang Qing sighed softly, not seemingly happy at all, and whispered: "Do you want to go in and greet him?"
"No." Xue Ling said: "It's a bit late now, let's do it another day. If he asks, you tell him that I just came back yesterday and asked you to go out for a meal and walk, so I came back so late."
Now he is a little oversensitive. To avoid him from further random thoughts, he still has to make up the reasons better.
Wang Qing nodded and went into the house.
Xue Ling returned to the elevator, took the elevator downstairs, then walked around his own building and went home.
Cheng Tianyuan was playing with his son in his arms. Seeing her coming back, the father and son walked and crawled one by one, all of whom came to her.
Xue Ling picked up his son and asked with a smile: "Why are you not sleeping so late today?"
Cheng Tianyuan replied: "I just got wet and changed into shorts. The thermos was gone just now, and the hot water was still drying. When the water temperature dropped, I went to make milk for him to drink. I should fall asleep after drinking it."
Xue Ling remembered the reports he had seen in the newspaper before and reminded: "Gynecologists reminded that children should not eat and drink hot foods, and should be colder than those of our adults, so that they will not damage the tender esophagus."
"Oh, OK." Cheng Tianyuan explained: "I usually give it to him if I can drink it."
Xue Ling smiled and said, "Now I eat porridge for three meals and drink less milk."
My old mother sends two boxes of milk powder every other month, and the milk source at home is still sufficient.
Cheng Tianyuan reminded: "There is half a bucket of warm water in the bathroom. You can add some cold water to take a shower. It's past nine o'clock, so don't be too late."
Xue Ling was also a little tired, so he hurried to take a shower.
After a while, Cheng Tianyuan soaked the milk and handed it to his son for drink.
The little guy was shaking around on the bed, drinking and shaking, slowly stopped shaking. He closed his eyes in a daze, sucked the last drop of milk, and slept soundly in his arms with the bottle.
Cheng Tianyuan gently pulled the bottle open.
The little guy's lips pouted, and he kept drinking milk, eating.
Cheng Tianyuan smiled softly, took the quilt beside him and covered it with it.
The weather is hot now, and the child only covers his stomach and does not need to cover other places.
The wind was strong by the river, and the windows were only half open to avoid too much wind in the middle of the night. Last year, before entering the house, ceiling fans were installed in each room, and even in the living room.
He will turn the fan in the last gear and slowly fan it to keep the room cool.
Xue Ling walked in with her hair wiped her hair and explained to him the incident between Liu Xing and Wang Qing.
"I thought it was just a trivial matter, but I didn't expect it to be so serious..."
Cheng Tianyuan disagreed and whispered: "Whether the couple's room can be harmonious is related to their intimacy and whether they can have offspring in the future. It is not a trivial matter."
Xue Ling muttered: "If it makes a big fuss and makes Wang Qing give up and becomes a divorce, it will be a big deal. You don't know how disappointed Wang Qing is in him!"
Cheng Tianyuan explained: "Liu Xing has a bad mentality, probably because he can't figure it out. Your director is old and a smart and wise person, so he should be able to persuade him. If the treatment is well done and the conflict is resolved, everything will be fine.
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"I hope so!" Xue Ling said,
After a pause, she asked in a low voice: "I will go to find Wang Qing tomorrow evening and invite her to our house for dinner. With us accompanying you, she will feel better if she doesn't have to stay at home alone."
"Tell me and just ask her to cook two more dishes." Cheng Tianyuan agreed very happily, "Anyway, they are all in the same community, which is very convenient."
The next morning, Xue Ling fed Xiao Ranran with white porridge, and then went into the house to busy meditate on the manuscript.
Liu Ying played with Xiao Ranran.
Cheng Tianyuan didn't come back to eat at noon, so the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law each ate a bowl of fried noodles. Xiao Ranran also ate several bites of noodles, and then went to play with the bottle in his arms.
Seeing that she was busy, Liu Ying couldn't help but say, "Ling, the weather is stuffy, don't be too tired, go for a nap at noon."
"Mom, I'm not tired." Xue Ling explained: "This manuscript is urging me to ask for it, I can't procrastinate too much. Xiao Ranran is asleep, so you can sleep with him for a while."
Liu Ying smiled and whispered: "I'm old. If I take a nap, I will be unable to sleep at night. Now I don't have to sleep too much."
Xue Ling said: "Mom, you cook two more dishes in the evening. My former colleague Wang Qing is coming to have a meal."
In the morning, she called Wang Qing to the newspaper. Wang Qing was very happy to agree and said that she would come over after get off work.
Liu Ying nodded quickly and said, "Yesterday Ayuan bought a lamb leg. I'll pick out the meat and get you some cumin lamb."
"That's great!" Xue Ling said happily: "I like the taste of cumin powder the most."
Liu Ying smiled and went to the kitchen to work hard.
Xiao Ranran lay on the bed, sleeping cutely, while Xue Ling quietly reviewed the manuscript.
Suddenly, the phone in the living room rang.
Xue Ling quickly put down his pen, hurriedly closed the door, and ran to answer the answer.
"Hello?"
"Hey? Xiao Xue? I'm Old Liu!" Director Liu's slightly anxious voice sounded: "Let me tell you, Liu Xing suddenly went crazy just now, smashed Wang Qing's pen holder and notebook, and then ran out."
"What?!" Xue Ling couldn't help asking: "Have you talked to him?"
"No!" Director Liu replied: "Are you still at work? I was about to ask him to enter the office after get off work, but at noon, the couple started arguing loudly. Liu Xing fell down and ran away in a panic. No matter how we persuaded us, we couldn't stop."
Xue Ling sighed and frowned: "Where is Wang Qing? She is not injured, right?"
Director Liu replied: "I was pushed by that brat, and my elbows were purple and not serious. But she has always been weak and cried unreasonably. Xiaolin and Xiaozhen are both persuading her."
Xue Ling said: "I will go to the 'good friend photo studio' first. If Liu Xing is not here, I will go to find Wang Qing. If he is here, I will scold him first and then go there."
"You go first." Director Liu said: "I will cook the office with Wang Qing, and then go there."
Xue Ling hung up the phone quickly and rushed into the kitchen.
"Mom, my friend Wang Qing and his lover are having a big quarrel. I'm going to the newspaper to help persuade him. Xiao Ranran, please watch him!"
Liu Ying stared in surprise and nodded in a hurry.
"It's okay, you go quickly. Wait! Don't drive too fast, pay attention to safety, the speed is not even a little while."
"Okay, mom!"
Xue Ling stuffed the manuscript back into the drawer, twisted the military bag, rushed downstairs, and drove straight to the photo studio.