Mu Tang was still a little shaken when she woke up, and even vaguely felt that the pain of separation of flesh and blood from the dream remained in her body.
After getting up, the whole room was still empty. Lu Yan didn't know why, but he was busier than before.
Mu Tang thought for a while and went to find Lin Wu.
Her condition is much better than when she first gave birth. Now she can spend two hours with the baby every day, and spends the rest of the time on intravenous injections.
When Mu Tang pushed the door open and walked in, she was holding her child and humming softly. Ayun and Xiaoman were lying next to the bed. Two notebooks were spread out on the bed, their heads lowered and they were writing something.
Mu Tang closed the door and walked over. Lin Wu looked up at her:
"Xiao Mu, are you here?"
Mu Tang sat down on the hospital bed, looked down at the sleeping child tightly wrapped in swaddling clothes, and stretched out his hand to touch her little face, but in the end he was timid and put his hand down again.
The baby in his arms seemed to be disturbed. He pouted his lips impatiently and spat out a bubble of saliva from the corner of his mouth.
"She's so little..."
Lin Wu gently shook the child, worry flashed in his eyes:
"It's my fault that I couldn't give her enough nutrition."
It was obviously a full-term baby, but it looked like a premature baby. It was thin and small. It was like holding a cat in my arms, and it was as light as nothing.
Mu Tang noticed the downturn in her tone and said quickly:
“But she’s so cute!!”
"Of course, Teacher Lin is so beautiful, of course the babies are all cute, and Xiaoman is cute too!!" Ayun suddenly raised his head and said beside him.
"Brother Yun..." Xiaoman raised his head and hugged Ayun in emotion:
"Brother Yun is cute, and so is my sister. I like Brother Yun and sister the most!!"
After saying that, something suddenly occurred to him, and he quickly turned around and hugged Mu Tang:
"Sister Mumu is also cute, I also like sister Mumu the most!!"
The child's innocent words made everyone in the room laugh. Lin Wu deliberately pretended to be sad:
"Isn't mom cute?"
Xiaoman quickly hugged Lin Wu and rubbed her arm hard:
"Mom is the cutest, Xiaoman loves her the most!!"
"Pfft, Xiaoman, you are such a little wallflower, you will fall wherever the wind blows!" Ayun patted Xiaoman's head and made a face.
"I, I didn't..." Xiao Man shook his head nervously:
"What I said is true. I like you the most. By the way, I also like Ayun's mother. I also like Uncle Qiyang. I also like Uncle Medical Soldier!! And the little flowers at the door of our tent. , the bird that landed on the railing..."
Lin Wu finally couldn't help laughing, touched his head with soft eyes, and said softly:
"Xiao Man, please remember today's words. The world is very beautiful. No matter what, you must always keep the love in your heart, so that you will not lose hope..."
As she said this, she suddenly froze for a moment, lowered her head and looked at the baby in her arms:
"Why don't I call you little sun? The little sun that has just risen is so warm and welcoming. I hope your life will be filled with warmth as well."
"Little Yang, this is a good name. It sounds good to you." Ayun nodded like a little adult, then picked up a pen and started writing in the notebook.
After a sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, Ayun lifted up the notebook:
"Teacher Lin, is what I wrote correct?"
Lin Wu leaned over to take a look, smiled and nodded.
Mu Tang looked at the pen and paper in Ayun's hand curiously.
Ayun noticed her gaze and handed over the paper and pen in his hand:
"Sister Xiaomu, do you want to try it?"
Mu Tang took the paper and pen and hesitated in her hand. She didn't know why. Although she had never touched these things, she seemed to vaguely know what to do.
Lin Wu was a little worried. She knew that Mu Tang had no memory of the past and had probably forgotten how to write.
"Xiao Mu, do you want to learn writing with Ayun and Xiaoman?"
"alright!!"
Two voices sounded at the same time. Mu Tang raised the notebook and looked at it with a dazed look in his eyes. Then he handed the notebook to Lin Wu:
"Is that my name?"
Lin Wu was stunned for a moment, then took the notebook, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.
It is indeed the word "Mu Tang", but the word is sharp and sharp. It looks like the handwriting of a person who has been in a high position for a long time and makes decisive decisions.
It is said that a girl's handwriting is like her, and a girl's handwriting is round, cute, and delicate. I never expected that a sweet and soft girl like Mu Tang would have such handwriting.
After a while, Lin Wu put away his surprise and nodded with a smile:
"These are the two words, you wrote them correctly."
Mu Tang stared blankly at these two words, feeling that something was suddenly opened in his mind, and then something else gradually emerged.
For example, although she knew how to speak and express herself before, she couldn't do it in writing.
But now, as long as she thinks of words, those words will accurately appear in her mind.
Although no one told her what these words meant, she subconsciously felt that these words were what she wanted to express.
Immediately afterwards, not only words appeared in my mind, but also some unfamiliar entries.
For example, a series of terms such as "gene virus", "ACET", "drug-resistant A-body virus", etc. slowly appeared in her mind.
But, it's strange.
These entries are not like those words. She seems to know these things, but has no way to understand them.
It was like a book was spread out in front of her. She could only understand the words on it, but she couldn't understand what the words meant.
"Wow, Sister Xiaomu's handwriting is so beautiful." Ayun's exaggerated exclamation suddenly sounded in his ears.
Mu Tang suddenly came back to her senses. Ayun had already taken the notebook and read it together with Xiaoman. The two little faces were huddled together and stared at the two words on the notebook, with eyes full of wonder.
"Is...really good-looking?" Mu Tang was a little doubtful.
Ayun nodded vigorously:
"It's beautiful, even better than the copybooks I drew in school!"
As he said something, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and said to Lin Wu excitedly:
"Teacher Lin, can I stop tracing the copybook? I want to learn Sister Xiaomu's handwriting!"
"I want it too!!" Xiaoman said hurriedly next to him.
"This..." Lin Wu hesitated and turned to look at Mu Tang:
"Xiao Mu, if you have time, can you write a few words for me? Let Ayun and Xiao Man write according to your handwriting."
To be honest, she also thinks Mu Tang's handwriting is beautiful.
Until now, she still has not given up on educating her two children. There is no limit to knowledge and there is no end to learning.
Lin Wu believed that they would be able to put this knowledge to use sooner or later.
"Okay..." Mu Tang nodded without thinking, feeling very happy.
When Lu Yan came back in the evening, he just opened the door and saw Mu Tang lying on the table, holding a pen and writing something intently.
