After the couple got up and washed, Meng Jingwei went downstairs to the children's room first.
At the door, two maids were still guarding.
Meng Jingwei raised her eyebrows and gestured towards the bedroom, "Still not asleep?"
The maids shook their heads, "All night, he ate a little bread when he was hungry, drank milk when he was thirsty, and never closed his eyes."
They couldn't understand why LEGOs had such great charm.
Meng Jingwei shook her head helplessly, turned the door handle, and walked in.
In the spacious children's room, Qiao Ziqian sat on a cushion, with a half-finished castle LEGO in front of him.
Because the castle LEGO was composed of three spires, the spires were highly similar yet distinctly different, greatly increasing the difficulty.
What's more, it was over ten thousand pieces of LEGO, and Meng Jingwei remembered it was around eighteen thousand pieces.
She had just said it casually yesterday; who would have thought Qiao Ziqian could sit and assemble it for a day and a night.
"Qiao Ziqian?"
Meng Jingwei was afraid that Qiao Ziqian would have an accident if he continued like this. She walked forward, sat on the cushion beside him, and said, "You can assemble LEGOs anytime, you should eat..."
As she spoke, her gaze involuntarily swept to Qiao Ziqian's hands and found that his ten fingers were starting to ooze blood.
Her brows furrowed, and she grabbed his hand, "Qiao Ziqian, what are you doing? Your hands are bleeding, are you crazy?"
The fit of each LEGO piece was very high and very tight. Once assembled incorrectly, it had to be disassembled and reassembled. Moreover, the edges of the LEGOs were neatly cut and very hard. Assembling for a long time would indeed injure the hands.
Meng Jingwei just didn't expect Qiao Ziqian to injure all ten of his fingers.
"Meng Meng?"
Sensing her concern, Qiao Ziqian grinned, "Hehehe, I don't hurt." He looked down at his hands, "It's just a little blood, it's fine."
As he spoke, he clasped Meng Jingwei's hand in return, "Let me tell you, I can definitely finish the castle today."
"Let's not assemble it today. Rest for a while, and then assemble it in a few days, okay? I'm not in a hurry." Meng Jingwei was speechless.
Are all people from the Qing family so stubborn?
Even though Qiao Ziqian had lost his memory, he was still so stubborn.
He shook his head, let go of Meng Jingwei's hand, and continued to look for LEGOs according to the blueprints, sifting through the pile of LEGOs while saying, "You're not in a hurry, but I am. Meng Meng likes castles, so I must assemble the castle quickly and not keep Meng Meng waiting."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
She was both angry and helpless, and snatched the blueprints, "I told you to stop assembling, don't you understand!"
"No, I just want to assemble."
He didn't listen at all.
"Fine, you assemble. I'll see how you assemble without the blueprints!" In anger, Meng Jingwei took the blueprints and turned to leave the children's room.
When she reached the door, she threw the blueprints to the maid at the door, "Put the blueprints away. Without the blueprints, he won't assemble for long."
"Okay, Madam." The maid nodded, took the blueprints, turned around, and put the LEGO blueprints away.
A moment later, Qing Muye came downstairs.
Meng Jingwei was talking to him about Qiao Ziqian when Han Yu and Cheng Xiaorui walked in together at the living room door.
"Second Brother, Jingwei?"
Han Yu put his arm around Cheng Xiaorui's neck, with one hand in his pocket, and greeted them.
Because Han Yu had known Meng Jingwei for a long time and was older than her, he was not accustomed to calling Meng Jingwei "sister-in-law," as it always felt like she was taking advantage.
"You're here?"
Before Meng Jingwei could speak, Qing Muye came downstairs from upstairs and greeted them, "Have you had breakfast?"
"Yes," Han Yu replied, and then asked, "Could it be that you haven't eaten yet?"