<h4>Chapter 37: Small wind wave(part i)</h4>


    When she thought about how Zhang Xiao had just taught him how to eat porridge, although the porridge would fall all over when she ate, Mu Ya still cooked it herself. After a pause, Aunt Lan smiled sincerely: "With Miss Zhang taking care of you and teaching you, Young Miss will be more and more likeable."


    Zhang Xiao kissed Mu Ya who had changed her clothes andughed: "Mu Ya is also very likeable now." Mu Ya was fair and clean, and she was also very pretty. Her big eyes were so big that they could captivate a person with a blink of an eye, and her young and tender voice was also very pleasant to listen to. Carrying this cute child, before Zhang Xiao got married and became a mother, she was hooked on a woman''s innate maternal love.


    Silently, Ning Zhi Yuan turned around and walked out of the beautiful main house, and didn''t disturb anyone. It was only when the sound of his driving entered the house that Zhang Xiao and the others knew that he had left.


    "He''s finally gone."


    Zhang Xiao heaved a long sigh.


    Aunt Lan asked her: "Miss Zhang is referring to Young Master Ning, isn''t Miss Zhang not afraid of him at all?" When the servants of the Mu Family saw Ning Zhi Yuan, they were all on tenterhooks.


    In the past, the Third Young Madam was still here, but she was a kind person. Even if the servants identally angered the Young Master Ning, the Third Young Madam would still help them.


    "I''m afraid, I''m also afraid of NINGHAI." Zhang Xiao spoke in a serious tone, heshecurved eyebrows arched even further, a bit of a smile in her eyes. Although she said that she was afraid of Ning Zhi Yuan, he was actually not afraid at all.


    With Ning Zhi Yuan and Mu Chen''s weakness in her hands, she was not afraid of them.


    When she faced Mu Chen who had changed his attitude yesterday, she had thought that her life would not end well in theing year. Now that she was facing both Mu Chen and Ning Zhi Yuan at the same time, she suddenly felt that this life of hers was quite interesting.


    Aunt Lan giggled, "I see that Miss Zhang isn''t afraid of Young Master Ning at all, and Young Master Ning can''t do anything about him either."


    Zhang Xiao led Mu Ya and walked outside, "He does indeed love Mu Ya, and Mu Ya is attached to me. Otherwise, he would have skinned me alive long ago. She still clearly understood why Ning Zhi Yuan tolerated her impudence, all for the sake of his precious niece.


    That Ning Tong, although he had long passed away, he was still a blissful person even with his brother who doted on her and his husband, who never forgot about her.


    The heavens were afraid that they were jealous of her happiness, so they created a car ident that took away her young life.


    In her heart, Zhang Xiao sympathized very much with Ning Tong.


    The sun outside was very bright, but there were a lot of trees in the yard. Walking under the trees was cool and cool, and it felt veryfortable.


    Zhang Xiao had nothing to do, so she led Mu Ya and walked along the tree-lined path, through an arch, and entered the backyard. Compared to the front yard, the backyard was much quieter and more green. There was also a small artificialke beside theke, where weeping willow trees were nted. Beside theke, there was a pavilion. Sitting under the pavilion, she faced theke and a gentle breeze blew over. It was truly a rxed and rxed pavilion.


    Zhang Xiao never thought that the backyard would hide such a beautiful scene.


    At the same time, they were amazed at the Mu Family Mansion''s vastnd area.


    This vi was only one corner of the mansion. The vi in Zhang Family was also big, but whenpared to the Mu Family Mansion, it was stillcking greatly. As expected of the number one Wealthy ss in the city.


    "Mom."


    Mu Ya was young, after walking for a long distance, perhaps because she was tired and refused to go any further, she stopped and extended his hands out for Zhang Xiao to carry him, and Zhang Xiao took the chance to teach her: "Mu Ya, if you want me to hug you, just say that I''ll hug you, so that I''ll hug you." After saying that, she crouched down and went over, her hands holding onto Mu Ya''s small body, coaxing him: "Say it one time, let auntie hear it."


    "Mommy ..." "Hug."


    Mu Ya could not call her aunty, she still called her mother. After hugging the word for a while, she finally called out, but it was not a clear call, she could barely hear it.


    Seeing that she could not call him auntie, or perhaps Mu Ya did not want to change his words, she was toozy to correct the way she called her. So she smiled and coaxed him: "Call me again."


    "Mommy, hug."


    Mu Ya was much more pleased this time.


    "Mu Ya is so obedient." Zhang Xiao smiled as she hugged Mu Ya, and continued to walk forward while saying to Mu Ya: "In the future, if you want anyone else to help you, try to use words to express what you have learned."


    Mu Ya looked at Zhang Xiao with her innocent and bright eyes, obviously showing that she did not understand what she meant by that.


    Her cute appearance made Zhang Xiao unable to resist kissing her tender cheeks twice.


    The mother and daughter walked to the pavilion by the artificialke and put Mu Ya down. She sat on the stone bench and let Mu Ya y by herself.


    Mu Ya yed with her under the pavilion for a while before losing interest. She wanted to go to thekeside to y, but Zhang Xiao hurriedly carried her back and said, "You can''t y there, okay?" Mu Ya was unhappy, she struggled to get down and insisted on going to theke to y. Children always liked to y with water, Mu Ya was no exception.


    Zhang Xiao didn''t let her y. She struggled a few times before pouting her lips, using her specialty, Weeping Technique.


    When a child wants something, she cries if you don''t give it to her. She thinks that as long as she cries, she will get what she wants. The adults are always reluctant to let the child cry. If an adult could harden his heart and refuse to give her no matter how much the child cried, she would remember that even if she cried, it would be useless. If she cried too many times, she would no longer have to cry to achieve her goal.


    Mu Ya was going to y with the water. The water was deep and she was too young, so something could easily happen to her. No matter how she cried, Zhang Xiao would not let her y with the water. Seeing that she was crying so loudly, she ced Mu Ya on the ground and said to Mu Ya: "Mu Ya, children can''t go y in the water. You have to listen to me."


    Mu Ya blinked her tears, not really understanding Zhang Xiao''s words.


    She turned her head and looked at the artificialke, then looked at Zhang Xiao, and turned and walked towards the artificialke.


    Zhang Xiao frowned and called out: "Mu Ya, your mother is leaving." With the degree of adhesion Mu Ya had to her, as long as she left, Mu Ya would definitely give up on going to the artificialke to y with the water.


    She pretended to turn away.


    "Mommy ..." "Mom."


    Mu Ya wanted to go and y with the water, but she was afraid of losing her mother. Seeing that Zhang Xiao was going to leave by herself, she couldn''t care less about the water. A one-and-a-half-year-old runs like a penguin, swaying.


    Zhang Xiao made a gesture and walked two steps before stopping to wait for the little penguin behind him to catch up.


    "Mom ..." After Mu Ya caught up with Zhang Xiao, she hugged Zhang Xiao''s legs without letting go, and raised her tear-stained little face as she pitifully called out: "Mom."


    Zhang Xiao lowered her eyes and looked at her, but didn''t immediately pick her up.


    Seeing that, Mu Ya hugged her leg even tighter.


    What she was most afraid of was her mother leaving her.


    Mu Ya''s pitiful look finally made Zhang Xiao''s heart soften. She wanted to squat down and hug Mu Ya, but someone moved even faster than her, almost sprinting over and picking Mu Ya up in one go.


    "Zhang Xiao, get lost!"


    Mu Chen roared in anger into Zhang Xiao''s ears.