When Wen Ran said something, Zi Yi immediately drooped her head and looked at her with resentful eyes.

It seems to be saying, Mom, I am your biological child, how can you do this?

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips with satisfaction, "Okay, then let's talk about Ranran. Keep the eggs that Qingqing peeled and eat them slowly tomorrow, and no one of us will help you eat them."

Since Zi Yi wants to spoil Qingqing, he has to pay for it himself.

Zi Yi pouted slightly, "Isn't it okay to pay for this egg?"

"Of course not. Even if you spend money to buy it, you can't waste it." Wen Ran said. After saying this, she softened her tone a little, "Zi Yi, you have to remember that no matter when and how rich you are, you can't waste food at will."

Zi Yi was silent and was about to speak again, Zhang Minghui next to him smiled and said, "Uncle Mo, Aunt Wen, I'll help Zi Yi eat."

"How many can you eat?"

Zi Yi's eyes lit up and he did not forget to explain to his parents, "My parents, I didn't force Brother Xiaohui, he was willing to do it."

Zi Yi usually calls Zhang Minghui the name directly, but now he calls him Brother Xiaohui.

It seems that helping others is still beneficial. Zhang Minghui was so happy when he heard his voice, Brother Xiaohui, and answered generously, "I can eat three."

"I'll eat one, too."

Momo raised his hand.

Seeing her raise her hand, Xinxin quickly raised her hand, "I'll eat one too."

The five eggs on the plate were finally divided.

Zi Yi smiled and looked at Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran proudly, "Mom and Dad, I haven't wasted food now."

Wen Ran nodded slightly, as if he agreed.

Zi Yi immediately picked up an egg and handed it to Qingqing, and said happily, "Qingqing, you can peel the eggs. Hit it in the middle like you did just now, and then gently press it with your hands and roll it around..."

Qingqing followed Zi Yi's command and knocked the eggs, then pressed them with her fleshy little hands, rolled around the table. She giggled with joy as she listened to the sound of the broken eggshell.

Listening to Qingqing's giggle, Zi Yi's handsome little face was full of smiles, "Yes, just peeling it from the middle... Qingqing is so awesome."

"Brother, Dandan."

Watching the eggshell peeling off, Qingqing's white and tender little hands held the egg, and looked at Zi Yi with a smile.

"Give it to Brother Xiaohui."

Zi Yi pointed to Zhang Minghui next to him, and Qingqing immediately stretched out her hands and handed them to him, "Xiaohui, brother."

Wen Ran's heart was filled with warmth when he looked at this scene.

He looked up at Mo Xiuchen, and the other party was staring at her, his deep eyes were filled with tenderness, "Ranran, don't worry about them, hurry up and have a meal."

"I hope they've been so happy."

“Yes.”

Mo Xiuchen answered with certainty that although Zi Yi was still young, his doting of Qingqing would never change in his life.

Who made Zi Yi the son of Mo Xiuchen, who had a passionate and dedicated father, must be infatuated and dedicated son.

**

Corning Hospital VIP Ward

After dinner, Wen Jin went downstairs and went there.

When I returned to the ward, I had an extra notebook in my hand.

Jing Xiaocha on the hospital bed saw the notebook in his hand, his eyes lit up, and his smile appeared on his face, "Brother Wen, have you actually brought my notebook?"

Wen Jin curled her lips and smiled, took the notebook to the hospital bed, pulled open the chair and sat down, "I'm afraid, if you don't update, you will be unable to calm down and recover from your injuries."

Jing Xiaocha laughed and looked cute and cute. "Brother Wen, you are so nice."

The words of flattery are very useful. Wen Jin's smile on the corner of her mouth is a little stronger. As the notebook is opened, he looked up at Jing Xiaocha, "Hasn't I always been good?"

"Of course, Brother Wen has always been very good."

Jing Xiaocha nodded immediately, closed his eyes, but stared at the notebook he placed on his lap.

Wen Jin seemed to see through her little thoughts and hit her without hesitation, "I only said that I allowed you to update, but I didn't say that I allowed you to touch the computer."

"ah!"

Jing Xiaocha opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking confused.

If she doesn't let her touch the computer, how can she type and update it?

Two minutes later, Wen Jin raised his head from the notebook and said, "I have downloaded a voice software for you. You can choose to use voice software to code words, or you can choose to read it, I will enter it for you."

“I use voice software.”

Jing Xiaocha blurted out almost without thinking.

Wen Jin frowned slightly, as if she was very hurtful to her answer, "Am I not as good as voice software?"

“…”

Jing Xiaocha blinked stupidly, I didn't say that you were worse than voice software.

However, if she asked her to touch Wen Jinnian and asked him to enter words for her, she would not be able to pronounce it even if she beat her to death.

Wen Jin looked at Jing Xiaocha’s innocent appearance and couldn’t help but feel funny, “Forget it, since you want to use pronunciation, then the pronunciation is good. I have studied it and pronunciation is easy to make mistakes.”

"Brother Wen, when did you study it?"

He is so busy working during the day, why do he have time to study her voice code?

Jing Xiaocha was moved again.

She found that she was easily moved by Wen Jin. His casual words, movements, and eyes made her heart warm and soft.

Wen Jin smiled faintly, and his hands jumped on the keyboard while explaining calmly, "This afternoon, I studied it in the office. Voice input is prone to errors in homophones, especially names."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha was stunned and couldn't speak. She could no longer describe her feelings in her heart in words.

A layer of warmth seemed to flow into my heart, and it seemed to be gently stroked by a soft hand.

In short, Jing Xiaocha felt very happy at this moment.

"I will help you set those names and commonly used words first, so that you can not only increase the voice recognition and increase the speed, but also reduce typos."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha pursed her lips gently and looked at Wen Jin with clear eyes. She always thought Wen Jin was very handsome, very handsome, but at this moment, Wen Jin focused on the laptop, which made her like her so much that she couldn't extricate herself.

Despair willingly.

Two minutes later, Wen Jin looked up at Jing Xiaocha, and happened to meet her gentle eyes. The admiration and admiration in her eyes were so strong that it could not be dissolved.

It is difficult for Wen Jin to ignore it.

His eyes became deeper, and something was gently touched by something in his heart.

Four eyes are opposite.

No one looked away immediately.

There was a moment of silence in the ward, and something seemed to be growing quietly in the air.

As the two of them looked at each other, the subtle ambiguous factors in the atmosphere spread little by little, and Wen Jin couldn't help but lean towards Jing Xiaocha on the hospital bed.
Chapter completed!