Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 155
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, according to the practice of previous years, those who have family affairs or are far away from home can leave early, while those who have nothing to do can apply to stay on duty and earn three times the salary.

In previous years, Song Zhiwei stayed on duty, but this year, she had to leave early.

Because, Wei Xuan came to pick her up with two big bags of mooncakes.

"Oh, Sister Song, it's so sweet." Everyone booed.

Song Zhiwei smiled embarrassingly, walked to Wei Xuan, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say you were coming to pick me up?"

Wei Xuan didn't answer her, but distributed boxes of mooncakes in gift boxes to Song Zhiwei's colleagues and said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Brother-in-law, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" The little nurses looked at each other heartily, and the handsome and generous "brother-in-law" knew how to call him without being taught.

"Ah, ah! God! You're here!" Xue Qian, who had already changed her clothes and planned to escape, saw Wei Xuan, and immediately uttered a deafening cry of surprise, and rushed over.

She almost slipped and fell on the floor because she was so excited.

Fortunately, Wei Xuan gave her a hand.

Song Zhiwei covered her face in embarrassment.

Seeing the "male god" in her heart again, Xue Qian was more excited than her real wife Song Zhiwei. She jumped up and down and asked non-stop: "Male god, are you here to pick up Sister Wei? Are you picking her up?" Going to eat? Is there any other program? Sister Wei and I have a good relationship, we didn’t get to know each other well last time, we will have a barbecue together when we have a chance.”

Song Zhiwei was so flustered that she pulled Xue Qian away, then took the pocket from Wei Xuan's hand, handed it to Sister Mei, and asked Sister Mei to help distribute it.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone, then I'll go first." In order to prevent Wei Xuan from being harassed more, Song Zhiwei took off her white coat and dragged him outside.

"Hey, Sister Wei, let me have a few more words with my male god." Xue Qian chased out without giving up.

Song Zhiwei quickly pulled Wei Xuan up and ran, got into the car, and urged him to drive quickly.

Wei Xuan followed her instructions and drove the car, leaving behind Xue Qian who was beating her chest.

Song Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I got rid of her, otherwise I don't know how long I will be entangled by her."

Wei Xuan asked puzzledly: "Why did she call me 'male god'?"

Song Zhiwei looked at his chiseled profile, and said solemnly, "Because you are handsome."

Wei Xuan was so happy that the corners of his mouth turned up.

Song Zhiwei rolled her eyes, it turned out that he was so naive, that he liked hearing these superficial compliments.

"By the way, why did you come here suddenly and give out mooncakes to my colleagues?" Song Zhiwei looked suspicious.

Wei Xuan said lightly: "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival."

He couldn't pass this answer, Song Zhiwei is so smart, she quickly guessed his motive, "Did you come here deliberately today to let everyone know you because you were misidentified when you watched a movie last time. "

Wei Xuan was noncommittal, it was his default.

Song Zhiwei snorted, "Scheming man."

He responded with a hard pinch on the inside of her thigh.

Song Zhiwei screamed in pain, hit him hard, and said angrily, "Why are you pinching him so hard? You have a violent tendency! Tell you, if you weren't driving now, I would definitely pinch him back!"

As he spoke, he hit him again.

Song Zhiwei, who didn't even realize that she had a violent tendency, calmed down, and suddenly thought: "You came to pick me up instead of your parents?"

Wei Xuan replied: "They drive by themselves."

"Oh." Song Zhiwei nodded.

Because it was too late to buy vegetables and cook, Song Zhiwei had no choice but to order food from the restaurant downstairs.

When they entered the room with big and small bags of food, He Yuxiu was bending over to clean the window sill.

"Mom, what are you doing!" Song Zhiwei hurriedly handed the only vegetable in her hand to Wei Xuan, and walked over to support He Yuxiu.

"Xiaowei, you're here." He Yuxiu explained with a smile, "Xiaowei's parents will come later, so I cleaned the house."

Angrily, Song Zhiwei helped her to sit on the sofa, ignoring Wei Xuan's presence, and taught her a lesson: "You really don't take your feet seriously, I told you to stay on the bed obediently."

Wei Xuan went to the kitchen wisely: "I'll take the dishes in."

When he walked away, He Yuxiu said: "My foot is fine, I've been lying down for so many days, how could it be so precious, before when I sprained my ankle, I didn't go to the ground as usual, no, it's fine."

"Can you compare now to when you were young?" Song Zhiwei frowned, and taught her mother like a child, "I don't even think about how old I am. During the physical examination, it was said that you have osteoporosis, and now you have sprained your tendons. If you don't pay attention, do you really want to use a wheelchair in the future?"

He Yuxiu waved her hand, and calmly said: "Okay, I'm fine, I won't do it in the future, until my feet are healed. Don't just stand and talk to me, go to the kitchen to help Xiao Wei .Don't wait for other people's parents to come, nothing is ready yet."

Song Zhiwei thought that they were coming soon, so she gave He Yuxiu a word before turning around and leaving.

But fortunately, He Yuxiu cleaned the house during the day, otherwise Song Zhiwei would not be able to come back to clean it in time.

Wei Xuan put the dishes on the plate one by one, while Song Zhiwei washed the rice and cooked.

She glanced at the several dishes on the table, and asked anxiously, "Is it enough? How about I go buy some peanuts?"

Wei Xuan shook his head, "Nobody drinks."

Song Zhiwei thinks about it too. If you don't drink, ten dishes are enough. If not, there are fruits at home.

As soon as they put the cold dishes on the table, there was a knock on the door.

Song Zhiwei hurried to open the door, and Wei Changkong and Lin Qiong who forced a smile stood at the door.

"Uncle Wei, Aunt Lin, please come in." Song Zhiwei greeted warmly.

He Yuxiu also limped over and greeted her with a smile, "Please sit down, please sit down."

Seeing He Yuxiu, Wei Changkong hurriedly asked, "Mom Zhiwei, why are you standing up? Are your feet okay?"

"It's almost ready." He Yuxiu smiled and waved her hands.

When seeing Wei Xuan, Lin Qiong's face behind Wei Changkong was obviously elongated.

But no one noticed her.

Wei Changkong smiled and handed over the moon cakes, tea leaves, and Dieda wine to Song Zhiwei, and said: "This Dieda wine was brought by my friend in the Tuoxue District. It is said to be very effective for sprains. Remember to give it to you." Mom kneads."

"Thank you, Uncle Wei." Song Zhiwei nodded and took the bag.

After Wei Changkong and Lin Qiong sat down on the sofa, Song Zhiwei quickly poured water for them.

Wei Changkong was smiling all over his face, very happy, while Lin Qiong sat stiffly with a mask-like smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)