Before Mu Wanqing finished speaking, her son on the floor could no longer sit still. He threw himself forward and lay down, trying to move towards her.
However, he was wearing a lot of clothes and the month was not yet here. The little guy crawled on the floor mat for a long time and could only move in circles.
"My son is hungry, you feed him first." Wen Zhan sorted out the mess and reminded him over his shoulder.
Mu Wanqing saw him scurrying around and was speechless, "Why are you doing this? What if we don't take good care of them and make the children sick?"
Wen Zhan looked at her and raised his eyebrows, "It's the Chinese New Year, can't you say something auspicious?"
"..." Mu Wanqing was too lazy to pay attention to him. Seeing that her son was so hungry that he was about to cry, she had to pick him up and go back to the room to feed him.
After her ears became quiet, she was able to guess Wen Zhan's intention.
In the past few days after the divorce, his attitude towards her had been tepid. She thought she had completely offended him, and they were done with it from now on.
But why did it suddenly become hot again?
She also generously brought her children to celebrate the New Year with her, leaving the huge family behind.
She really couldn't figure out Wen Zhan's temper more and more.
It was already twenty minutes after the child finished feeding.
Mu Wanqing carried her son out and saw the man turning on the air conditioner and taking off his and his daughter's thick coats. The father and daughter were sitting on the floor and having a great time.
Wen Zhan turned around when he heard footsteps.
"You don't have floor heating here. It's too cold. Do you want to consider cleaning up and going back to Yujingwan?" He didn't care, but he was worried about freezing the children.
Mu Wanqing glanced at him and said calmly: "If you can't adapt, go back by yourself."
"What about the kids?"
"Stay, I have my own way."
She gradually figured out this guy's wishful thinking.
Just use the child as bait and try to trick her back step by step.
It seems that the alienation and coldness in the past few days was just because he was sulking alone after the divorce. When the anger passed, he behaved the same way as before.
Wen Zhan saw a subtle change in her attitude towards him, and then smiled lightly, stood up and walked towards her, with an extremely generous tone: "Today is the Chinese New Year, so I won't quarrel with you. I do it for the best for you and the children. If you think it’s okay, then I’ll stay here.”
Before she finished speaking, someone came to her, took the son in her arms, and asked, "Do you have any food at home? On New Year's Eve, you should prepare a reunion dinner, right?"
"..." Mu Wanqing was speechless.
She thought she was alone and thought she could just eat something.
Seeing her silence, Wen Zhan seemed to understand something and said, "If you don't want to bother me, I can have someone deliver the food."
"No need, two people can't eat much."
She was afraid that if this guy asked the Wen family's old house to deliver food, it would be tantamount to telling the world that he brought the children to her place to celebrate the New Year.
Doesn’t everyone in the Wen family hate him to death?
Look at the time, it's almost noon.
Mu Wanqing rolled up her sleeves and walked to the kitchen, preparing to finish lunch first.
Wen Zhan followed her and saw her standing in front of the refrigerator in a daze, as if she didn't know what to do, so he asked proactively: "How about I go buy groceries?"
She didn't look back, "Do you know food?"
"I don't know, but I know the words."
The dishes in the supermarket all have labels on them, right? Could he have made the wrong purchase when he took the list with him?
Mu Wanqing was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she collected all the remaining vegetables in the refrigerator and made two dishes and one soup, which was enough to eat.
As for the New Year’s Eve dinner tonight…
She bought flour in advance yesterday and had already planned to make dumplings at night.
This habit used to happen when her grandparents were still alive, but now that the two elders are gone, she would make some dumplings alone when she went back to her old house to celebrate the New Year.
On New Year's Eve, after cooking the dumplings, I didn't forget to serve a bowl for my grandparents and put them on the table.
Thinking of these, my heart is filled with a layer of sadness, and my longing for my loved ones is particularly strong at this time.
Mu Wanqing took the dishes and walked into the kitchen. Seeing the man still following behind her, she said angrily: "Why are you following me? Go watch the children!"
"They are playing by themselves, I will help you."
"Need not."
What can a wealthy young man who knows nothing about help do? It's almost a disservice.
Wen Zhan hadn't seen her for a few days, and he was thinking about getting closer to her, but before he could get behind him, the woman suddenly turned around and her face turned cold: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Get out!"
The repulsion in these words did not seem to be false. Mr. Wen was so bored that he had no choice but to turn around and walk out angrily.
After he left, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but reflect on herself - was she too rough?
But then I thought about it, that person was my ex-husband.
Do you need to have a good look towards your ex-husband?
Mu Wanqing was busy in the kitchen, and Wen Zhan took care of the children in the living room.
This scene is quite warm and harmonious.
When lunch was almost ready, Wen Zhan's cell phone rang.
When Mu Wanqing came out with the bowls and chopsticks, she heard this man replying impatiently: "There are so many people in the family, what's wrong with me being missing? I won't go back if I have something to do, so you can eat."
It seems that Jiang Lijuan urged her son to go home for reunion.
Seeing him put down his cell phone, Mu Wanqing advised: "You should go back. You're celebrating the New Year. You will make everyone unhappy by doing this."
Wen Zhan turned around and squinted, "Are you coming with me?"
She was speechless, "I'm not from your Wen family!"
"..." Wen Zhan was speechless.
Just then my sister opened her arms for her father to hold her, and her round and cute little face wrinkled up, looking like she wanted to cry.
Wen Zhan stood up with his daughter in his arms and walked towards her, "Xiaoya is hungry, feed her."
"I..." Before Mu Wanqing could finish her words, her daughter had already thrown herself into her arms.
She had no choice but to take off her apron and go to the room to feed her daughter.
As soon as I sat down, my cell phone rang next to me.
Mu Wanqing took out her cell phone from her coat pocket and took a closer look - Jiang Lijuan.
You don’t need to answer this to know what’s going on.
After hesitating for a moment, she answered the call: "Hello, Auntie, Happy New Year."
No matter what, the other party was the child's grandmother, so she still showed basic courtesy and courtesy.
Jiang Lijuan was about to question her when she opened her mouth, but when she heard her being so polite, she held back for a moment, paused, and then asked, "Did Wen Zhan come to find you?"
Mu Wanqing looked at her nursing daughter in her arms, "He is here with me."
Jiang Lijuan was puzzled, "What do you two mean? We finally got divorced, but why do we still fall in love every day? It's such a big year for the Chinese New Year, and our son and grandson won't come back. What do you mean?"
Mu Wanqing didn't know how to answer.
She wished Wen Zhan would not come over.
Seeing that she remained silent, Jiang Lijuan knew that she was bored and confessed: "Ask him to come back with the child quickly. His father is not in good health. Don't you think so?"
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanqing looked calm and continued to breastfeed her daughter.
At noon, it was time to go to bed, and the little girl fell asleep directly after eating.
She wanted to put the child on the bed to sleep, but just as she was about to put it down, the little girl immediately started to moan. She had no choice but to carry the child out.
Wen Zhan brought out all the food from the kitchen and set it up. When he saw the woman coming, she looked like she was asking for credit, "Everything is ready. Eat...are you asleep?"
"Yeah." Mu Wanqing put her daughter in the stroller so that she could rock it while eating.
Pushing the stroller to the dining table, she looked at the man and suggested: "You should take your son home. He is celebrating the New Year. I don't want anyone to curse behind his back."
