Chapter 1142: breakfast

Mu Zi hugged his forehead and cried out for herself: "I used to be really not greedy, and I only changed after I got pregnant!"
Aunt Qin on the side smiled and said, "My wife is hungry. It's all my fault. I'll go and bring breakfast."
After all, I went to the kitchen.
Mu Zi approached Bai Wei, holding her arms and acting like a baby: "I still want to drink yesterday's porridge."
"It's too late to make it now. When you come back this afternoon, mom will make it for you, okay?"
"Well, good!" Mu Zi nodded, still holding Bai Wei's arm.
Bai Wei smiled and said: "Why do you become more like a child as you grow up?"
Murong Cheng came downstairs, and what caught his eyes was the scene of the mother and daughter being tired of being together. Both were the most important women in his life. Murong Cheng's heart suddenly softened, and yesterday's rage seemed to have disappeared.
Maybe Mu Zi was right, he really needs time. Each of them needs time.
Aunt Qin brought out breakfast.
Murong Cheng walked over calmly and sat down to have breakfast with them.
"I'll take you to the prosecutor's office for an internship in a while, and then go to the airport." He said while eating, "Xianghai still has something to deal with, and I will be back on the weekend."
Mu Zi said, "Yes, you are the mayor now, so you can't stay in Jingling forever."
Murong Cheng nodded slightly and looked at Bai Wei, "Mom, when I'm away, you help me stare at her more, don't let her run around."
When Bai Wei heard this, she looked at Mu Zi's belly very seriously, and agreed with her son: "You really shouldn't run around. The twins are started early, so I can't tell when they will give birth."
After speaking, he asked Mu Zi: "How long do you have to practice?"
"Internship for two months." Mu Zi replied, "Internship in the first two months of this semester, and writing a thesis two months later, it's probably about writing about what you learned through the internship."
"That's okay, considering the time, it will start almost two months later." Bai Wei was relieved a little, and finally smiled, "After having a baby, the family will be more lively in the future."
Murong Cheng's thin lips curled slightly, and his expression was cheerful.
He didn't feel much for children, but hearing Bai Wei say this, he couldn't help but yearn for that kind of life.
This breakfast is probably what Murong Cheng has eaten most comfortably in recent days.
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After the meal, Murong Cheng sent Mu Zi to the procuratorate.
When he got out of the car, he took Mu Zi's shoulders, kissed her gently between her brows, and kissed her abdomen again, reluctantly.
"When I'm away, you have to be good and listen to your mother." He said earnestly.
Mu Zi laughed: "It's weird if you can understand."
Murong Cheng put his ear to her belly, and looked up at her when he heard the words, "Don't you always say that I am abnormal? Then my child is a little abnormal, and I must understand."
"Nonsense again!" Mu Zi pulled his ears.
The more you talk, the more you go, how can a father say that his own flesh and blood is abnormal? !
Mu Zi was so angry and funny.
It was probably Murong Cheng who was so troubled that he didn't feel much sadness at this parting.
After getting off the bus, Mu Zi walked into the procuratorate and met the old lady again at the door.
There were a lot of people coming in and out at the gate of the compound, but no one paid any attention. The old lady didn’t stop when she saw people like before. She just held the photo and stood silently at the root of the wall, like a little desperate and depressed. Unwilling, unwilling to give up, and hesitated and helpless not knowing what to do.
Mu Zi looked down at the time, it was nine o'clock.
She hesitated slightly, looked back, and walked into the procuratorate.
...
The work is still those jobs, and the colleagues are still those colleagues, but somehow, she is not in a special state today.
There seems to be something unsteady in my heart.
After finishing a document, Mu Zi remembered his nightmare last night. In the dream, he was gradually aging, like that old lady, and in the end he was alone...