Miao Xin looked at him with a surprise. He seemed to know her situation very well.

Seeing that she became suspicious, Zhao Wensheng quickly coughed and kept calm. He didn't want to mess up the matter before the truth was clarified. If he scared her and her children away first, he would be completely ruined.

After the wound puncture and pumping, applying medicine, Tongtong obviously felt that the pain had been relieved a lot, and her little pupils looked at Zhao Wensheng intently.

Zhao Wensheng felt that the child was extremely obedient and very likable. So he took off one glove, took out a piece of regular candy from his work clothes pocket, and stuffed it into her little hand: "Reward the good child."

The little girl with the watermelon head squinted her lips, like a little moon, sweet and clear.

Miao Xin thanked her repeatedly and helped her daughter peel off the candy paper. She swallowed the candy in her mouth and held it in her mouth. Tongtong bent her eyebrows and eyes towards everyone present.

Zhao Wensheng washed his hands and told Xu Meilin to see if he could arrange a bed for the child tonight to rest. Because the scald area is relatively large, he is afraid that it will get inflammation, so the child may have a fever tonight. He may have to get an injection here overnight.

In Jun Ye’s unit, the beds are always in short supply, and if there is no appointment, there will be no extra bed. Xu Meilin knew that the child had specially arranged it in, so she had to find ways to free up a bed in an examination room and let Tongtong and Miao Xin spend the night here tonight.

Tongtong had a fight with her small eyelids after getting a drip and she wanted to go to bed.

When Lu Huan saw that the child had a place to spend the night, he fell asleep after the wound was treated, and he was fine. It was already gone for him, so he should go back long ago. Zhao Wensheng was surprised why he had been here. In response, Lu Huan said: "I just saw that child was pitiful."

Tongtong is quite obedient. The more obedient the child is, the easier it is to get sympathy from adults. Thinking of such a well-behaved child suffering because he can't take care of others, Lu Huan couldn't stand it.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Miao Xin, a single mother, was incompetent. It was so wrong to do this before marriage. Now the consequences have come. The poor thing is the child who suffers with adults. As a child who has strictly educated her family rules, Lu Huan cannot accept it.

When Zhao Wensheng heard what he said, he just patted his shoulder.

Everyone understands the truth, but how many people can really do it according to the truth.

Lu Huan drove home, and as Bai Lu ordered, he never mentioned a word to anyone when he got home.

The next day, Jun Ye and the others did not have to go to work when they rested. Bai Lu brought the old clothes he brought from Sister Yun and sent them to Yao's house opposite.

When Mr. Yao heard the doorbell, he walked out and opened the door. He was wearing a vest and was sleepy. When Mr. Yao was not like Mr. Jun when he was not at work, he liked to sleep in and slept until noon. Looking at a large plastic bag that Bai Lu was carrying, he seemed to have a bad premonition. He opened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing? Send garbage to my house?"

Bai Lu replied: "Some old clothes are just for Jiayin to use as rags."

Mr. Yao glared at the "trash" she sent and scolded: "I have said it many times, don't develop her bad habits."

Shen Jiayin's housework habit is a serious illness that Mr. Yao has always been.

"Don't you save some money? You don't know how expensive a rag outside." Bai Lu said that he didn't know how hard it is for a woman to manage her family.

Yet, Mr. Yao didn't buy it anyway, stretched out his right foot, threw her into the clothes that he threw at his door and kicked out of the door handsomely: "Now I'm going to let her wipe the floor with a steam rag. These can't be used as rags."

"Is there someone like you? Why are you kicking!" Bai Lu chased the bag of clothes that almost rolled down the stairs.

Mr. Yao hugged his chest with his hands and looked at her chasing the plastic bag with his eyes: Sister Bai Lu in front of him was not a strong woman, just like his young wife, she was just a housewife who knew how to eat and eat, eat, eat, and eat, and eat.

Bai Lu finally grabbed the bag of clothes that almost rolled down. She took a breath and thought that no one wanted them anymore, so she could only send them to her mother-in-law's house. Mrs. Lu seemed to like to collect some old clothes as rags.

Master Yao seemed to have not woken up at her back, and suddenly said, "What have you done to Wensheng?"

"How do you know?" Bai Lu was stunned and asked back.

"Why don't I know? The child wants to have an extra bed, and everyone in the company called me to apply. Maybe I know it was arranged by you, but I didn't dare to call Lu Jun, and I called me here." Mr. Yao said this clearly, not as if he hadn't woken up.

Bai Lu is not from their unit, so of course she didn't know that there was such an inevitable procedure that would make her reveal her.

"Lu Jun went there tomorrow and saw that there was a small patient. How could he not know about this?" Mr. Yao scratched his ears and asked her for trouble, "This matter has nothing to do with Lu Jun. Why did you hide it from him?"

Bai Lu felt wronged: "I just thought that the fewer people know about this, the better."

Maybe the sound was louder, and Jun Ye in the opposite room seemed to be able to hear it. Bai Lu carefully closed her mouth.

Mr. Yao shook his finger at her: "You are called shooting yourself in the foot with a stone. If you told Lu Jun early, Lu Jun would definitely be able to do this perfectly. You should underestimate your husband too much."

Bai Lu was surprised: "What did you say?"

Maybe Sister Bai Lu is used to being a strong woman, and she has not noticed much of Jun Ye’s extra-academic skills. Some things Jun Ye doesn’t have to be solved by her.

Seeing that she didn't believe this, Master Yao rolled his eyes: "Miss Bai Lu, are you married? Are you married to a tiny man? Only a tiny man can be raised by his wife. Who is in your family now?"

Is this necessary? Of course, Jun Ye raised her and Xiao Baozi.

Bai Lu really has to admit this. Jun Ye makes much more money than her. Jun Ye gets many times more awards than Bai Lu. Although her sister Bai Lu seems to be very capable in everything, when it comes to making money, Jun Ye really has the same ability as a younger sister Manman and is the pillar of the family's economy.

Bai Lu stuttered her lips: "Of course, of course, he is a big leader, and his technical titles are higher than me, and he makes more money than me, so he should."

"That's right. He makes more money than you, and he raises you, but you don't trust his abilities?"

Bai Lu felt like she was surrounded by his bend and was almost dizzy by him.

Making a lot of money only proves the ability to make money.

Mr. Yao suddenly realized that speaking to Mr. Jun was talking to him, and similarly, speaking to Mr. Bai Lu was talking to him. No wonder this couple could become a couple.

"I won't say it." The smart Mr. Yao found that his words were poured into the straw's head, so he simply stopped wasting his saliva, closed the door of his house and continued to sleep in.

Bai Lu was thrown to his nose until his nose was ashamed. She curled her lips and walked back to her home in disappointment.

Jun Ye was resting today and started breakfast for everyone at home. The family of three got up late. At nine o'clock, Jun Ye made toast, covered with tomato sauce, cooked fresh milk and fried eggs.

The little bun was delicious and drooling, saying, "I will never go to my uncle's house for dinner in the future. Right, mom?"

Bai Lu was pulled into the water by her son so innocently, and she could only sigh: "You must not say these words to your uncle and aunt."

Jun Ye raised his thick eyebrows, as if he was looking at them and their son with interest.

"Dad, aunt's cooking skills are really bad." Xiao Baozi was able to vent the painful meal last night behind her back.

"What your aunt makes is nutrition, hygiene and safe." Jun Ye would not say bad things about his wife and sister-in-law. Besides, that was his leader's wife. He had to be grateful if the leader was willing to let him have a meal at the leader's house. Of course, these are things that little buns cannot understand.

The small buns only focus on the taste: "It is hygienic, nutritious, and safe, and if it is not delicious, it will not be eaten."

"Didn't you eat it last night?"

The little bun was sagging in the corner of his mouth: "It's eaten, but that's not called eating, it's called sucking stomach."

Jun Ye taught Xiao Baozi without hesitation: "Some of them are already very good. What could your father eat in the countryside? He ate sweet potatoes. Sometimes he can't eat sweet potatoes, so he can only go hungry or bite grass roots."

When Jun’s father taught him, he felt a sense of ruthlessness. Little buns knew the excellence and silently, just hold the delicious bread made by his father tightly.

While the father and son were talking, Bai Lu picked up two slices of toasted bread, picked up an egg and lettuce, and put it in her mouth to swallow it. Her son was right, and the meal she ate last night made her hungry all night. Fortunately, Jun Ye comforted her belly with this delicious meal this morning.

When Jun Ye looked back, he saw that he had not eaten a slice of bread himself, and he had all been wiped out.

In the opposite room, Mr. Yao seemed to remember something big, and didn't dare to sleep in. He got up and hurried to Jun Ye's house to prepare for free meals, saying, "My mother told me that she would take Luo Luo to have morning tea with others this morning, and I don't know if she will go home during the day."

In other words, Mr. Yao, who doesn’t have to work overtime, has no place to spend three meals at home.

Jun Ye rolled his eyes and glared at him: You have no food to go to my house for what? Is my house a shelter?

Mr. Yao patted him on the shoulder, grabbed the egg with the little bun with the other hand, and said, "Who asked you, the chef, to make it, and even let me eat outside, I feel it's not worth it."

Jun Ye bit his teeth hatefully at this: "That's why I said, you must never learn to cook."

"If you can cook, you won't starve yourself to death." Mr. Yao comforted Mr. Jun with the words Mr. Yao often educated their brothers.

Jun Ye snorted coldly: "I'm wrong. I know how to cook and drive, and I can only be used as slavery for people."

Unfortunately, no one listened to him, and the three people at the dinner table were snatched into a group.

Later, lunch and dinner were all made by Mr. Jun. Because Mr. Bai Lu’s rash was not completely cured, so he should not get too much water as possible. After all, Mr. Jun pity his wife.

Zhao Wensheng got Tongtong's blood sample, but there was no control sample available. Moreover, sooner or later, I need to talk to Chen Xiaoyi. It would be better to talk to him earlier than to talk later. That night, Zhao Wensheng called Chen Xiaoyi and told him about it.

Chen Xiaoyi silently listened to what he said from the other side.

Zhao Wensheng said: "This appraisal will be done sooner or later. If you don't do it, you won't be able to solve the knot in your heart."

Chen Xiaoyi just hesitated and said, "I'll go to the unit now."

When he arrived at the unit, he knew that the mother and son lived here tonight. Chen Xiaoyi didn't dare to go over and looked at it. He went directly to the laboratory to find Zhao Wensheng. Zhao Wensheng personally drew blood samples for him. Then, he waited for the results of the paternal identification.

Such examination results usually require three to four days at the earliest. Therefore, Zhao Wensheng's plan is to let the mother and son stay here for a week, to be safe.

According to this plan, they must mention this matter to Junye.

Zhao Wensheng knew that Jun Ye was resting at home today, and came to Jun Ye’s house with Chen Xiaoyi to explain the matter.

It was eleven o'clock in the morning when I arrived at Jun Ye's house.

Jun Ye, who came back from buying vegetables, tied an apron and prepared bone soup in the kitchen. Mr. Yao, in the living room, took the dumpling skins bought outside with the dumplings. For convenience, Jun Ye, made dumplings at noon and announced that those who had no work had no food to eat. Even Sister Bai Lu, who could not get water, had to roll up her cuffs and try to use a spoon to stir the dumpling filling.

Zhao Wensheng and Chen Xiaoyi entered the leader's house and saw several major leaders working hard to serve lunch. Suddenly, they felt that they were coming.

"Didn't you say you're here early?" Zhao Wensheng touched his neck and felt pressure.

Chen Xiaoyi said: "We wanted to come early, but Zheng Zheng answered the phone and said that the Marine Corps had gone out and it would take eleven o'clock to get home."

They didn't know that Jun Ye was going out to buy vegetables, and they didn't know that Jun Ye was a cook at home today.

Seeing that they were standing at the door and did not move, Yangyangying's long eyebrows said easily: "Why don't you come in? Aren't you here to drink the dumpling soup from the Land Team at noon?"

When Jun Ye heard Mr. Yao’s words in the kitchen, he put down his kitchen knife and rushed out: “Yao Ziye, say another word, all your dumplings at noon are given to them. Anyway, there are only so many in total.”

When Master Yao heard this, he immediately lost his face and followed Jun Ye: "You can't drive me out. I said that my mother is not at home and Jiayin is not at home. I went out now and I didn't even have any food to eat. You are brothers, so you can't stand by death and don't help me!"

"Did I say I will not save you when I die? You are broad-minded and you should share your food with others." Jun Ye has always been cruel and ruthless, and he is no exception to his brothers, and only reasoned.

Mr. Yao bit his mouth like a young wife: "I have more dumplings in this pack, enough for three people to eat."

"Okay, you said this yourself. You can pack it yourself, and how much do you eat after you hand it over." Jun Ye said as he snapped, he decisively closed the kitchen door.

Master Yao was disgusted and walked back to the living room in shame.
To be continued...