In a blink of an eye, Meng Xiao had been gone for more than half a month, and Shen Qingli had also returned to the Meng family with her two children and lived there for more than half a month.
From the day he left until now, Meng Xiao has never contacted his family. Shen Qingli knows that they have regulations that they cannot contact their families or the outside world when they are on a mission, but he can't help but feel worried and concerned.
In fact, there was not a single word. Shen Qingli thought that this might be a good thing. No news might be the best news.
Ever since An An and He were three months old, Shen Qingli started giving them some spiritual spring water every few days, intentionally or unintentionally. Since then, the two babies have looked more hydrated and their bodies have become stronger.
Before he was five months old, he could sit very steadily without the help of an adult. However, the elders in the family were worried that premature sitting for long periods of time would harm his health, so they only allowed him to exercise for a short time every day.
Otherwise, how can they say that generations apart are close? It hurts so much that it hurts to the core of my heart. Shen Qingli is even afraid that these two will become little devils in the future!
Shen Qingli's main task during this period was to read and review.
She knew that she was not a genius, not in her previous life, and she didn't think she was very smart in this life either, so ordinary people always had to be more diligent.
As for the child, Aunt Liu, Aunt Zhang, the mother-in-law, and the old man all take turns looking after her, so she feels more at ease.
"Sister-in-law, I'll leave today. I'm going to the hospital to see my brother. I'll take the book with me. I won't come tomorrow. I have to take care of my brother in the hospital tomorrow, so my mother will go to work."
Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Kexin packed up her books and prepared to go to the hospital. She also had to deliver food to the hospital.
Shen Qingli also closed the book and glanced out the window.
"Okay, just take the book. Go ahead and be careful on the way. When you get food from the kitchen in front, bring some of the snacks I made for lunch so that Xiaocheng and Second Uncle and Second Aunt can have a taste."
"Okay, sister-in-law, I'm leaving now. See you later."
These days, the three of them and their old man Uncle Lin have been taking turns to take care of Meng Cheng.
Meng Cheng recovered well and was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward after two days of observation. His recovery speed left a group of expert doctors puzzled and amazed.
Even if Meng Cheng cooperated very well with the examination, the cause could not be found under the current conditions. In the end, it could only be attributed to the fact that he was gifted and different from ordinary people.
Meng Cheng also knew that his life was saved by his cousin's wife. He was filled with gratitude for escaping death and saving his life. If he was not temporarily unable to move and get out of bed, he would definitely come to thank Shen Qingli in person.
It’s a pity that a broken bone takes a hundred days to heal, how can it heal so quickly?
After he woke up, Shen Qingli also went to see him, but he couldn't speak at the time and his consciousness was a little groggy.
Shen Qingli did not give the patient any more spiritual spring water afterwards. It was a blessing that the patient was still alive. Now the doctor had focused on this issue as a research topic, but he dared not give the patient any more medicine.
Let him rely on the remaining effects of the spiritual spring liquid and his own body to slowly recover from the remaining injuries.
According to the old man, men should not be too pampered. As long as they are alive, that's enough. It doesn't matter if they are injured, they can recover slowly.
After dinner, the old man went out for a walk to digest his food, while Meng Ning and Ye Qiu stayed in the living room to chat with Shen Qingli.
There was a mat on the ground, and on top of it was a soft, thick quilt. The two kids were rolling around on it and having a lot of fun.
Meng Xiao was away on a mission and was not at home. The mother and daughter were afraid that Shen Qingli would be alone and have wild thoughts, which made them feel uncomfortable and worried. These days, except for the time when Shen Qingli was sleeping and reading, the two of them tried their best to distract Shen Qingli's attention.
They chatted, went shopping, and did handicrafts. Shen Qingli's heart was as clear as a mirror. Although her methods were a bit clumsy, she was really grateful to her mother-in-law and elder sister-in-law for their kindness, which warmed her heart.
"I pushed them both out for a walk today. Guess what?" Ye Qiu kept the question in suspense, whetting people's appetite.
"What's the matter? Mom, please tell me." Shen Qingli looked curious and wanted to listen attentively and tell the truth quickly.
Ye Qiu smiled with a certain smugness on his face: "Hey! They all envy me so much! There's not a single neighbor who doesn't praise me. My eldest grandson and granddaughter are so popular that everyone loves them!"
"Okay, okay, okay, I get it. Your grandchildren are the best looking! No one else can compare to them. Everyone envies you."
Meng Ning took a bite of the fruit and looked at Ye Qiu with disgust.
She and Shen Qingli looked at each other helplessly. Meng Ning turned her head away and rolled her eyes quietly. This has become a sentence that her mother repeats every day recently!
Although she knew that her nephews and nieces were very pretty, very cute, and very lovable!
But my mother doesn’t have to smile so “worthless” every day. She has to say it every day~
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In a damp and smelly dungeon, a man was tied up, his body covered with blood and bruises. The wounds, which were of unknown depth, seemed to have scabbed over, festered, and become inflamed, scabbed over, festered, and become inflamed again.
Or maybe there was no scab at all. He was lying on the ground, curled up, so skinny that he seemed to have no breath or trace of life. For a moment, it was difficult to tell whether the person in front of him was alive or dead.
This was the scene Meng Xiao saw when he arrived with his men. When the man who was being held back by the wooden barn stopped at the door, he looked inside through a small frame on the door.
Seeing the dark corner with only a ray of light, Meng Xiao's heart couldn't help but tremble. Ye Mingchuan?
"Open the door!" His expression tensed, and the wooden barrel in his hand became heavier. The man picked up the key hanging on his waist and tremblingly turned the door open.
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