C13

After Li Yue left, Ji Xinqing was still silently recalling her words.

After bidding farewell to Yang Qi, Ji Xinqing returned to the Meng family.

It was already evening. The sky was slightly dark.

Entering the courtyard, Ji Xinqing saw Meng Xiaoshan squatting under a big tree, constantly drawing on the ground.

Ji Xinqing smiled as she walked over. She squatted down and asked, "Little Dong Shan, what are you writing?"

His gaze fell onto the ground.

Ji Xinqing saw a string of numbers.

Surprised, she asked, "Little Dong Shan, did you write this?"

Little Dong Shan was no more than four years old, and had never come into contact with pre-school enlightenment.

Then how did she know how to count?

However, Meng Que didn't reply.

Ji Xinqing looked at the numbers on the ground again.

It was crooked, not like an adult's handwriting.

Then this is …

Ji Xinqing looked at Meng Shan Shan in surprise.

Meng Li's eyes were focused. Although her expression was somewhat wooden, she continued to write down numbers with a small stick.

Ji Xinqing remembered Li Yue's words and did not disturb her. She just watched silently by the side.

The number sounded familiar. The more Ji Xinqing looked at it, the more she felt like she saw it somewhere.

When Meng Shan wrote down the numbers again, Ji Xinqing suddenly realized that this was the exact number that she wrote down in her vault a few days ago!

That day, little Dong Shan held that piece of paper and seriously looked at it for a long time. At that time, she hadn't noticed it, but she didn't expect that little Dong Shan would actually remember that number.

Could it be that this was the special intelligence that Li Yue mentioned?

Ji Xinqing did not dare to make any wild guesses. She looked at the other numbers written by Meng Yangshan.

She also saw a series of numbers.

11, but very unfamiliar.

Ji Xinqing did not remember that she had written these 11 numbers. She only thought that Meng Dong Shan looked at them from somewhere else.

However, this important discovery made Ji Xinqing excited.

Was her little appendix sensitive to numbers?

Ji Xinqing did not leave. She accompanied Meng Shan the whole time as she squatted under the big tree.

Soon the butler came to greet them for dinner.

Only then did Ji Xinqing carry Meng Xin into the living room.

Not long after, Meng Qinggrong also went downstairs.

Looking at the empty seat beside Ji Xinqing, he frowned and asked, "Xinqing, why isn't Qin Guan back yet?"

At the mention of Meng Qin reading, the displeasure that Ji Xinqing tried her best to forget returned to her mind.

Invoice, Jewelry, Woman...

Her expression became unnatural for a moment. Looking at Meng Que beside her, she forced a smile and replied, "Dad, Qin Guan said he has urgent matters to deal with at the company. He is still working overtime."

Meng Qinggrong's face sank, "What is he busy with? Why can't I remember if there's an emergency at the company? "

Ji Xinqing was still laughing, "Dad, it's not like you don't know Qin Guan's character. He's a workaholic."

Wang Jianfen sneered on the side, "Ji Xinqing, how did you become a wife? Do you really think that Qin Guan is just a money lender? Let me tell you, if anything happens to his body, I'll make it so that you won't be able to eat anymore! "

Ji Xinqing held her chopsticks tightly and did not say a word.

At this time, Meng Qin Yu also said, "Sister-in-law, I also want to talk about you. When brother marries you, he doesn't think of you as a Bodhisattva, and you don't need to work. At the very least, you can do housework at home.

Meng Qinggrong glanced at him, "Well, what's the use of saying all this?" "To eat."

Meng Qingyu then shut his mouth in dissatisfaction.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Meng Qinggrong stopped and looked at Ji Xinqing, "Oh right, Xinqing, I asked the butler to inform you about the matter regarding Doctor Zhang. Did you and Qin Guan check it in the afternoon?"

"Don't worry Dad, Qin Guan and I will be going." Ji Xinqing took out two reports from her bag and handed them to Meng Qingrong, "Dad, look, the reports that Qin Guan and I are reading are here."

Meng Qinggrong took it and read it.

It was the same result, all the results were normal.

However … Meng Qinggrong glanced at Ji Xinqing, who was eating with her head lowered.

Why was there no movement from her stomach?

Could it be …

Meng Qinggrong put down his chopsticks and said, "Xinqing, did something happen between you and Qin Guan? I don't think Qin Guan has had much to eat at home recently. "

Ji Xinqing was silent for a moment before she smiled and replied, "Dad, it's nothing. He said the company had a few big orders recently, and they were always eaten at the company. "

Her smile looked forced.

Meng Qinggrong didn't inquire any further. She just instructed the butler to call Meng Qinghui and ask him to come back early.

The mother-in-law and sister-in-law did not continue to cause trouble. After a meal, Ji Xinqing ate very quietly.

After dinner, Ji Xinqing brought Meng Xiaoshan back to her bedroom.

She pulled two sheets of white paper from the drawer.

Then, Ji Xinqing wrote a long string of random numbers on a piece of paper.

Ji Xinqing then placed the white paper in front of Meng Yangshan.

Sure enough, Meng Dong was very interested in the numbers on the paper. She took the paper and started reading it seriously.

After about ten minutes, Ji Xinqing took out another piece of white paper. She smiled at Meng QIngshan and said, "Little Dong Shan, can you do me a favor? I forgot what I just wrote. Can you help me write it down?"

Meng Bu Shan stared at the paper in her hand without saying a word.

Just as Ji Xinqing was feeling disappointed, Meng Yangshan suddenly took the piece of paper.

Ji Xinqing happily handed the pen to her. She patiently explained, "This is a pen, little Dong Shan. It's more useful than your stick."

Meng Dong Shan was lying on the edge of the bed.

Her hand was small, and she was struggling to hold the pen.

However, when Ji Xinqing looked at the crooked seven or eight buttons that she wrote down, she picked up the piece of paper and compared it with the previous one. She realized that it was exactly the same!

Ji Xinqing's heart skipped a beat.

Meng Dongshan had finished writing down the numbers. She handed the white paper back to Ji Xinqing with an expressionless face.

Ji Xinqing smiled as she received it. Then, she bent down and kissed her forehead, "Little Appearance is great."

Ji Xinqing carried Meng Xin Shan back to her room.

Sitting beside the bed, Ji Xinqing wrote down one to ten numbers.

Meng Shan lay on the bed, looking at her without speaking.

Ji Xinqing smiled and then held the paper in front of her eyes and said patiently, "Little Dong Shan, can Mommy teach you how to count? Look, do you think they are very familiar? You've seen them many times today. "

"This is Number One." Ji Xinqing pointed.

Meng Dong didn't say anything, but he was staring intently at the number she was pointing to.

Ji Xinqing knew that she took her words to heart and continued on.

After teaching her ten numbers, Ji Xinqing suddenly pointed to her lips, and said word by word, "Little Dong Shan, I am mama — — mama — — mama — —"

However, Meng Yangyan didn't react at all.

This was a child born of Ji Xinqing after suffering so much. Why wasn't she looking forward to it?

However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Ji Xinqing's gaze dimmed as she kissed Meng Li's forehead. Then, she returned to her own bedroom.