The mother hugged the little guy who had something to eat again and smacked his lips with satisfaction, making Jiang Wu smile.
When naming the child Mingzhu, her father, a scholar, slightly objected and listed a bunch of names from poems and songs.
Jiang Wu didn't care. If he wanted to be called Mingzhu, he would be called Mingzhu.
She is a mother, so of course I followed her opinion in the end.
Jiang Wu had a strong sense of fate from the first time she saw the child. Strangely enough, when she was pregnant, she didn't have any definite feelings. As soon as she touched the little hand, the surging maternal love began to overflow. .
Her love is so little, she just wants to give it all to her pearl, even if she has another child and they can't be separated.
In fact, Jiang Wu is sometimes even afraid. She is afraid that if there is another boy, one day she will turn into a mother without her knowing it.
The son is God.
How could she be willing to let Mingzhu suffer this injustice?
Fortunately, the child's father doesn't care about this, unlike those pedantic and sour scholars who "are unfilial and have no offspring." The husband-in-law she carefully selected was different after all. Just as Jiang Wu was thinking, he heard Liang Qian's voice coming from outside. Mingzhu was already full, so Jiang Wu put her in the cradle. Just as he sorted out his slightly messy clothes, Liang Qian came in. "Madam." When he called his wife, he always had a smile. Jiang Wu looked back at him, and the man's raised corners of his mouth conveyed his love without concealment. He sat directly next to Jiang Wu and pressed closely against her: "Is Mingzhu awake?" he asked. She is a pearl, but her eyes are looking at her own wife. Jiang Wu noticed that the smell of alcohol on his body was not strong at all. Liang Qian's alcohol capacity was not good. If he drank too much, he would not be in the state of being just tipsy now: "Yeah." Liang Qian pulled her hand over again. Hand: "Thank you for your hard work, ma 'am." He would say this every day when he came back, because he felt that he was too busy outside and could not take care of his family. Jiang Wu didn't care much. "Why did you come back so early today ?" "The king of the county held a banquet. I drank two drinks with him and then found an excuse to leave." Mingzhu giggled in the cradle and stretched out her hand to him, my daughter. That's what he did every day when he first came back. Liang Qian was afraid that the smell of alcohol on his body would smell to her, so he didn't respond.He just slowly rocked the rocking chair to tease her.Jiang Wu was a little worried after what he just said: "Aren't there people from the state capital? How can you sneak away like this? What if people have objections?"
After all, he is the county magistrate here.
Liang Qian was embarrassed to say what those people were playing. He couldn't stay in that scene.
"It's okay, Master is there. I don't know when this will end. I want to come back to see you and the child."
Jiang Wu laughed at what he said.
Liang Qian didn't seem to have any ambitions for promotion other than making his local people live and work in peace and contentment, and neither did Jiang Wu.
She felt that it was good for the family to be ordinary like this.
Moreover, Liang Qian's political performance was pretty good, so he wouldn't be troubled by this matter, so he stopped worrying about it and started talking to him about other things.
"Hey, you know?" She thought of the little girl in the medical center. "The girl we rescued actually has no memory. This is the first time I have seen such a patient."
Hearing that she had lost her memory, Liang Qian also Somewhat surprised: "Have you forgotten everything? Can't you remember anyone's name or family members?"Jiang Wu shook his head: "She just woke up. I haven't asked her in detail yet, but it seems like she can't remember them. "
Liang Qian said thoughtfully, "Then I'll go back and find out. If someone's daughter is really missing, there should be some news."
"That's not necessarily the case," Jiang Wu didn't think so. "Look at her. He is still dressed as a man, or he may have run away from home. Rich people may not publicize this kind of thing, so you should inquire in secret."
Liang Qian nodded repeatedly: "My wife is thoughtful."
But when it comes to this, Jiang . Wu Ye just remembered that he had left a girl who had just woken up there. So after settling down for Mingzhu, we went to the medical clinic again.
When the little girl saw her, her eyes lit up a lot, and she looked like she was afraid that she would abandon her, which made Jiang Wu feel soft-hearted.
Speaking of which, although I don't know the specific age, the two of them may not be too different in age. It's just that the person who lost his memory looks particularly childish, and Jiang Wu is just like a little girl.
She helped the little girl take a bath and change into clean clothes. People who were washed looked even more beautiful and delicate. Even Jiang Wu's own clothes were not too bad. There was a sense of disharmony in her body.
She looked him up and down.
No matter how you look at it, she was raised in a pampered and spoiled family, and her own pearl will have to be raised like this in the future. Look at this girl with such delicate skin and tender flesh. She can't be asked to do any heavy work, and I don't know how this girl escaped. In the future, she will support whatever Mingzhu does, so she shouldn't be like this girl. Run away from home?
Then I will be very sad.
"Madam." The little girl looked at her uneasily.
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