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Just as Wen Liang was about to carry the plate into the bedroom, Yue Chan had already walked out with her crutch and the door frame supporting her arm.

"Why did you come out? Didn't the doctor just say not to walk on the ground?" Why did you come out again? " Ning Qingru asked.

Yue Chan lowered her head in embarrassment, she was about to walk over with his walking stick, but unexpectedly, the walking stick caught him off guard. Qi Ye was the closest to him. When Wen Liang held the plate in his hands, her first reaction was to quickly put it down, then go forward and help Qi Ye up.

Yue Chan blushed and shook her head.

The plate, which had been placed on the side of the table in a warm mood, suddenly fell from the table and hit the floor with a loud, clear, and horrifying sound. The entire room fell silent, and only the sound of plates shattering could be heard.

Everyone's attention was on Qi Ye and Yue Chan, no one noticed that the plate would suddenly drop. and even more so, did not expect Qi Mubai to silently stand alone around the fragment.

"What's wrong with you? You could have broken it if you had carried a plate!" Just as Ning Qingru was speaking, Qi Mubai suddenly walked forward. Wen Liang extended his hand to grab at Qi Mubai, but unfortunately, his arm wasn't long enough, and Qi Zhifei was standing right in front of him. Seeing that the barefoot Qi Mubai was about to step on the shattered pieces, in a panic, Qi Zhifei hurriedly gave him a push to protect him.

It was clear that he did not expect Qi Mubai to be so heavy, so when he pushed Qi Mubai away, he accidentally fell on his butt. When a child fell, the first reaction he had was to reach out to support himself on the ground and take the stone fragment from her.

The little fellow was in so much pain that it instantly frowned.

Qi Mubai, who was pushed to the ground by Qi Zhifei, sat there silently, and had yet to react to what had happened.

Wen Liang immediately rushed over and picked Qi Zhifei up from the ground: "Let Mom see your hand."

She reached out to grab Qi Zhifei's hand. Her heart ached so much that she regretted not putting the plate down just now.

"Go in and lie down!" After Qi Ye finished, he reached out and called out to the Aunt Qiao: "Help Xiao Yue in."

Aunt Qiao immediately stepped forward to support Yue Chan.

Qi Ye turned around to get the medical kit. Ning Qingru pulled Qi Mubai up from the ground and looked at Wen Liang reproachfully, "Look at what you have done. You are the Qi Family's mistress, and Chan Er is her guest. If not for Chan Er … "

Hearing Qi Zhifei's words, Ning Qingru held his breath and did not say a word.

The child is so old now that he knows how to protect his mother.

The injured child didn't cry. Instead, his eyes turned red.

"I don't have the right to say a few words to you." Ning Qingru's tone was clearly much lower than before, and her attitude wasn't as tough as before.

When Qi Ye came back with the medicine box, he saw Wen Liang hugging Qi Ye sitting on the ground. Qi Zhifei was like an eagle guarding a little hen as he looked into Ning Qingru's eyes.

Ning Qingru was just about to complain.

Qi Ye unhappily frowned: "Grandmother, my wife is the one who gets married. She's not someone who carries plates of water to others."

"You …" Ning Qingru frowned. Why didn't they understand her painstaking efforts? On the contrary, he felt that she was deliberately making things difficult for his daughter-in-law.

"I can't care about you anymore!" Ning Qingru grabbed Qi Mubai unhappily and headed towards Yue Chan's room.

Qi Ye quickly pulled Wen Liang up from the ground, then carried the child along with him as he walked towards the sofa with the medical kit.

Qi Ye used alcohol to disinfect the child, causing the red medical cotton ball to instantly be dyed red.

Qi Ye focused on the wound on the child's body. On the other hand, Qi Zhifei was completely focused on his mother, who he had finally managed to snatch home with his father. When he saw that she was crying, tears fell from his eyes.

Qi Zhifei panicked. His uninjured hand quickly tore off two pieces of paper and passed it to Wen Liang. "Mother, don't cry, don't cry anymore. Zhifei will never let you have too much of a granny's skin anymore.

The child's nature was simple, he never thought that the reason for her tears being warm was because of guilt and heartache. He only thought that the reason for the tears being warm was because his grandmother had forced her to do something she didn't want to do.

Only then did Qi Ye raise his head, and saw that he was wiping away his tears, not even daring to let out a sound. He frowned, and stopped what he was doing.

Wen Liang said anxiously, "Don't look at me, hurry … There was a fragment in Zhifei's palm... It's all my fault, if I hadn't been in a hurry to put my plate down. "

"Come here, hold Zhifei's wrist." Qi Ye turned his head to speak to Wen Liang, but did not open his mouth to console her, because he knew that probably comforting her at this time would be useless, because Wen Liang was just about to blame himself. Rather than comforting her, it would be better to let her do something to distract herself.

Hearing Qi Ye's words, Wen Liang quickly sat beside Qi Zhifei and grabbed his wrist.

Qi Zhifei reached out his soft and soft hands in pain and helped Wen Liang wipe away his tears. His soft and sweet voice sounded like he was saying, "Mother isn't crying, Zhifei isn't hurting."

Although the little guy normally looked like a Little Devil King, when he got warm, he made people's hearts feel warm.

Wen Liang sniffed and said, "Mom didn't cry. I saw that you were injured, so I felt sorry for you."

Tears welled up in Wen Liang's eyes, but he heard Qi Ye speak. "My heart also hurts. Wife, if you cry again, I won't be able to concentrate. "

Qi Ye was using a pair of tweezers to clip the little dregs in the little fellow's palm. It was not large, nor was it embedded deep, but in the small palm, it was extremely shocking.

Wen Liang quickly kept his silence. Qi Zhifei originally wanted to be a brave and strong man, but he obviously didn't expect this little fellow, who was very tenacious just a moment ago, to feel such pain when he took out the piece of dregs. He broke his cultivation in a second and sucked in a cold breath as tears streamed down his face. Fourth Uncle Mu said that I gave it to him as a calling fee, is he serious? "Aiyo, it hurts so much …"

Wen Liang's heart ached so much that he wanted to cry, but at the same time, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Qi Ye finally cleaned up all the dregs and smiled at his own son in a rare manner: "Your Fourth Uncle Mu feels much better. You gave it away as a calling fee, and it was someone else who fought over it for a gift. Your Fourth Uncle Mu was picked up from a trash heap."

"Ah?" Why is Fourth Uncle Mu in the trash? "

"Because he talks too much. His parents threw him into the trash can when they were unhappy." Qi Ye said as he continued to tend to his wounds.

After Qi Zhifei heard this, he immediately pursed his lips into a straight line, afraid that his parents would throw him into the trash can as they despised him for talking too much.

The little guy heaved a sigh of relief and wiped away his tears. "Oh!"

After a while, he reacted, "Didn't I give it as a phone bill?"

Qi Ye let go of the little guy's hand. "Alright, go to sleep. Don't touch the water with your hands.

After hearing that his wound had been bandaged, the little fellow looked at Wen Liang in embarrassment and said, "Mother, Zhifei didn't cry just now."

"Yes."

"Zhifei and the Old Qi agreed to always protect Mother, and no one is allowed to bully her."

He had just stopped crying when his eyes turned red again.

Qi Ye waved at Aunt Qiao: "Bring him to bed! Tomorrow, Uncle Gao is going to apply for a leave of absence from the class, so I won't be going. "

"Tomorrow is the vocal music lesson. You can go if you don't want to play the zither." Zhifei said.

Qi Ye nodded: "Then let's go, skipping class is not a good child."

Wen Liang: "....."

Then she definitely wasn't a good child. It was a good thing that her son wasn't like her.

Wen Liang could not bear it, so he suggested: "Can Zhifei sleep with my mother tonight?"

In the little fellow's silence, it was obvious that he was considering this suggestion.

After a moment, he shook his head, "I was injured tonight and can't protect Mother anymore. Old Qi, my mother will be leaving it to you to protect tonight! "

Qi Ye said: "In a while, hug your mother and sleep, no one can bully you."

Wen Liang: "....."