Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 117

Momo was so heartwarming that Lin Muching felt even more uncomfortable. She hugged Momo into her arms, and big tears fell on Momo's small shoulders.

Life was so good now, why was she still so sad?

If Meng Haisheng fell in love with someone else and divorced her, wouldn't it be a blessing for her? She could return to the city.

But when she thought of returning to the city with Momo alone, Lin Muching was not happy at all, and her tears fell even harder.

Momo didn't make a fuss at this time, so she let Lin Muching hug her silently.

"Mom, don't be sad, Momo will always protect you."

The sensible Momo hugged Lin Muching tightly and even patted Lin Muching's back gently.

"Well, Momo has to grow up quickly, and you can protect your mother when you grow up."

Lin Muching was afraid that her emotions would affect Momo, so she tried her best to suppress her unhappiness, filled a basin of water, and washed her face.

Lin Muching, who was upset, didn't want to sit around and think about it.

She took out the fresh bitter greens, put them on the chopping board and chopped them into small pieces, preparing to mix them with rabbit food to feed the little rabbits.

Momo, who looked worried, held her doll and took a small stool to sit next to Lin Muching and watched her cut bitter greens.

"Mom, Xiaobao brother pulled my braids again a few days ago, and then I beat Xiaobao brother and made him cry. He said he would tell her that mom beat me."

"But Auntie said I did the right thing. Xiaobao brother just had a dirty hand. He always liked to pull my braids, and then Xiaobao brother came to be beaten by Auntie."

"Mom, what is a dirty hand?"

Lin Muching was still full of sadness just now, and when she heard Momo's baby voice asking this and that, the sadness in her heart disappeared instantly.

"Hands off is not a nice word, Momo can't say it."

"But did Auntie say that?"

"Next time Auntie says that, you can tell Auntie that it's wrong to swear in front of children."

"Okay, I'll remember that."

The mother and daughter sat in the yard, cutting bitter vegetables and chatting.

Near noon, the sound of a tractor came from the alley. In the past, Momo would have run out to see Meng Haisheng immediately, but now Momo hesitated.

She stood up, but didn't rush out, but looked at Lin Muching first.

"If you want to go find Dad, go."

Lin Muching put down the kitchen knife in his hand and sighed slightly in his heart. He couldn't let the problem between her and Meng Haisheng affect Momo.

Meng Haisheng had just sent the red mat and some daily necessities to Fan Zhenzhen, and was now happily moving the gas tank downstairs.

Normally, Momo would have run out to greet him when she heard the sound of his tractor, but today, Momo was silent, and he thought she was not at home.

When he had moved the gas tank and the gas stove down, he saw Momo running out of the house.

"Dad, you're back."

Meng Haisheng put down the things in his hands and picked up the cute little Momo.

"Dad bought you delicious carp, and I'll braise it for you later."

Usually, if Meng Haisheng mentioned food, her eyes would light up, but today she was a little absent-minded.

Momo hesitated for a moment, and finally told Meng Haisheng that Lin Mucheng had cried.

Meng Haisheng was stunned.

He had tried his best to change his bad habits and take care of this family.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong to make Lin Mucheng cry secretly at home.

"Did Momo comfort her mother?"

"Yes, I wiped her tears. She said it was the wind that blew."

"But Momo is not a child anymore. I know she is crying because she feels bad."

Meng Haisheng felt sad. How could his Momo be so sensible?

"Momo is amazing. Let's go find her mother now, okay?"

"Okay."

Meng Haisheng held Momo in one hand and picked up the gas stove in the other hand and walked home.

Lin Mucheng, who came out later, met Meng Haisheng at the door.

When she saw the gas stove in Meng Haisheng's hand, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Where did you buy the gas stove?"

"I bought it in town. The stove at home is too low. Sometimes when I am not at home, you have to squat down to cook with the earth stove. With a gas stove at home, cooking is much more convenient."

Meng Haisheng put Momo down and returned to the tractor to take all the fish and gas tanks home.

Lin Mucheng never thought that Meng Haisheng would buy a gas stove just for her.

For a moment, she felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to say.

Looking at the whole Xiashan Village, there were very few people who even used coal stoves at home, let alone gas stoves.

For a moment, Lin Mucheng felt that she had justI just cried for a long time for a red mat, which was a little unworthy. Meng Haisheng must have her in his heart.

Meng Haisheng also saw that Lin Mucheng's eyes were red, and she must have cried a lot just now.

But he didn't say a word, and didn't even ask Lin Mucheng why she was crying.

Because he knew that Lin Mucheng's mood should not be particularly stable at this moment, and if he asked, it would easily make her more excited.

Lin Mucheng is pregnant, and her belly is getting bigger and bigger. She must keep a good mood every day.

When Meng Haisheng came back, in addition to buying a big carp, he also bought some braised pig's trotters and pig's tails.

Lin Mucheng can eat more now. In order to prevent her from eating too much, Meng Haisheng likes to let her eat some more troublesome food.

When chewing pig's trotters, it will take a long time. At that time, Meng Haisheng and Momo have finished eating, and Lin Mucheng will stop unconsciously.

Her self-cultivation does not allow her to eat too slowly.

After lunch, Meng Haisheng coaxed Momo to sleep, and then quietly lay down beside Lin Mucheng.

"Wife, I heard that you cried at noon."

Meng Haisheng lay beside Lin Mucheng's ear, and his voice was so gentle that it could squeeze out water.

"No, did Momo, the little chatterbox, tell you?"

Meng Haisheng was so close to Lin Mucheng that Lin Mucheng's body tensed up instantly.

"Wife, I am your husband, and the one who will accompany you for the next few decades. You can tell me anything, and I promise that I am worthy of your trust."

At this moment, Meng Haisheng propped himself up slightly and looked down at Lin Mucheng.

He saw that Lin Mucheng was still hesitating, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"If you don't tell me again, I will kiss you."

Lin Mucheng was even more nervous now.

"It's nothing, I just remembered some bad suggestions in the past, and I couldn't help crying."

Meng Haisheng is not so easy to fool.

"There's more."

"No more."

Lin Mucheng was determined not to tell Meng Haisheng that she was just jealous because she saw how well Meng Haisheng treated Fan Zhenzhen, and she even cried out of jealousy.

Suddenly, an unexpected kiss fell on Lin Mucheng's lips. She wanted to defend herself, but all her words were blocked by Meng Haisheng.