I'm not happy at all! I won't be happy at all!

Nanny Wu frowned even more tightly.

She was thinking about how to make Yun Wanrou keep Yangyang.

Then she saw Yun Wanrou, holding Yangyang, passing her and leaving the room.

Nanny Wu became anxious and hurriedly chased after him.

"Madam, isn't it inconvenient for you to take care of the old lady with a child?"

"How could that be? Yangyang is very well behaved and won't distract me."

Yun Wanrou kept walking.

"Mammy, you don't know that Yangyang has a miserable life. When she was just born, someone wanted to kill her. If I didn't take her with me, I would be distracted.

If I fail to take good care of my mother and Yangyang, that would be inappropriate. When the Marquis comes back, he will blame me. "

Yun Wanrou's words completely shut up Nanny Wu.

She followed behind Yun Wanrou and looked at the little baby lying on her with a silly grin on his face, feeling a little hesitant.

Thinking about this little baby, he really doesn't cry much on normal days.

She struggled for a moment, then gave in.

[Hey, old witch, just wait. Your little ancestor is coming soon! ]

[I want my mother to take care of you when you are sick, but I am afraid you don’t have the blessing and can’t afford it! ]

When Yun Wanrou came to Qian's room carrying Yangyang, Jiang Yan had already left.

Hearing the footsteps, Qian immediately cried out “Ouch, ouch!”

Yun Wanrou stepped forward quickly and asked, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

[She feels very comfortable everywhere. This old witch knew you were coming and pretended to be so.]

Pack?

Yun Wanrou raised her eyebrows and put Yangyang on the bed.

She reached out and grabbed Qian's hand, trying to pull her up.

"What are you doing?"

"Mom, you're feeling so bad, I'll take you out to see a doctor!"

"It's the middle of the night and all the clinics are closed. Where can I go to see a doctor?"

Qian pulled her hand back and lay down again.

However, before she could warm up, Yun Wanrou pulled her up again.

"In such a big imperial city, there must be a clinic that closes late. Mother, I'll take you out, and we'll definitely find it."

"Let me go, I won't go!"

"How can that be possible? If you are sick, you must see a doctor. You can't delay!"

"I said I'm not going! Yun Wanrou, do you want to torture me to death?"

Qian brushed away Yun Wanrou's hand and lay down again.

As if she was afraid that Yun Wanrou would pull her up again, she simply turned over and faced her back.

"I'm going to rest, don't bother me!"

"Mother, are you okay?"

"How can it be so fast?"

Qian turned over and glared at her impatiently.

"Okay, just stay here honestly. Yan'er said before she left that she would invite the doctor back early tomorrow morning."

"In that case, then mother, please take a rest first! I'm right here. If you need anything, just call me."

"Um!"

Qian responded, turned her back to Yun Wanrou and closed her eyes.

Yangyang slept too much during the day and now he is not sleepy at all.

She sat next to Qian, thinking that she was about to fall asleep, and climbed onto her.

[Old witch, I'll let you torture my mother. If you can fall asleep tonight, I lose! ]

While thinking, Yangyang rode on Qian's shoulders and slapped her twice on the cheek.

Although she is not very old, she is very strong.

After two slaps, two small slap marks appeared on Qian's cheeks.

"Ouch!"

Qian was awakened by the pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw Yangyang lying on her, giggling.

Qian frowned and shouted angrily, "Yun Wanrou, take your daughter away!"

"Mother, Yangyang is still young. Please let her sleep with you! Such a young child cannot stand the cold at night."

"Then take her back to sleep!"

"Yangyang can't live without me, otherwise I wouldn't have risked you passing your illness on to her and brought her here with me."

Hearing this, Qian was stunned.

From what Yun Wanrou said, was she wrong?

Seeing that Qian was silent, Yun Wanrou continued, "Mother, I have to take care of you and Yangyang.

If I don't let Yangyang stay here, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle everything. Don't worry, Yangyang is very well behaved and won't disturb you."

"She just..."

Qian's words came to her lips, but she swallowed them back.

Being slapped twice by a little baby is not a glorious thing.

If she argued with a little baby and word got out, she would lose face.

Qian thought about it and waved her hand.

"Forget it, tell her to be quiet and not disturb my rest."

"I know!"

Yun Wanrou smiled and nodded.

After pinching the corner of the quilt for Qian, he turned around and sat back at the wooden table, resting his head.

Yangyang looked at her and felt very distressed.

Her mother's health was obviously not good, but this old witch still wanted to torture her.

She must try harder and let the old witch send them back personally!

Yangyang crawled and crawled to the side of the bed, looking at Qian quietly.

Qian slept very well and fell asleep soon.

In her dream, she saw Yun Wanrou holding a quilt and covering her face.

Feeling that she was almost unable to breathe, Qian raised her arms and waved them wildly in the air.

“Mmmmm…”

Qian struggled for a while, opened her eyes, and saw Yangyang facing her with his butt.

And her whole body sat on the lower half of her face.

Qian pushed Yangyang away and gasped for breath.

She quickly sat up from the bed and stared at Yangyang angrily.

"You little bastard, are you trying to murder me?"

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Yun Wanrou hasn't fallen asleep yet.

Hearing the noise, he ran over to check.

When she saw Yun Wanrou, Yangyang immediately pointed at Qian and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying? It was you who wanted to murder me, but how come you're making it seem like I was bullying you?"

Qian gritted her teeth and held back her anger.

Yangyang didn't listen to her and cried more and more sadly.

[I am about to cry and accuse you of bullying me. What can you do to me? ]

[You can torture my mother, why can't I retaliate? I haven't even started to exert my strength yet, and you're already angry? Lululu...]

Yun Wanrou, who knew the truth, tried hard to hold back her laughter.

Yangyang is really her little cotton-padded jacket, helping her vent her anger!

However, the more Yangyang behaved like this, the more Qian would hate Yangyang.

Can Yangyang really live a happy life if she is not loved by her grandmother?

Yun Wanrou sighed in her heart.

Looking at Yangyang's eyes, there was deep worry.

But on second thought, Qian has never held Yangyang since she was born.

Qian never liked her in the first place, it would be the same whether this happened today or not!

"Okay, stop crying, or I'll throw you out!"

Qian's voice brought Yun Wanrou back to her senses.

Yun Wanrou frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

"Mother, Yangyang is less than one year old and doesn't know anything. Why are you angry with her?"

“Wow wow…”

Seeing Yun Wanrou helping her, Yangyang cried even louder.

"It's obviously her..."

Qian clenched her fists, feeling miserable but unable to express herself.

She was worried that Yangyang's crying would wake up others.

By then, other people won’t know the truth, and when they see Yangyang crying so sadly, they will definitely think it is her fault.

"Forget it. I won't bother with the child. Take her back with you and come back tomorrow morning."

"How can that be possible? My mother is sick, how can there be no one to take care of her?"