Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 23 Saying the Wrong Word

Song Zhiwei came to Wei's house empty-handed, and said embarrassedly to Wei Changkong who opened the door: "Uncle Wei, I was on duty last night, and I slept all day today, and came here without shopping. I'm really sorry."

Wei Changkong waved his hand and said with a smile: "We don't pay attention to those, as long as people come."

Lin Qiong also came over, saw Song Zhiwei, and asked curiously: "Xiao Song, why are you still wearing a silk scarf around your neck in such hot weather?"

"Aunt Lin, hello." Song Zhiwei said hello politely, and then replied, "I hurt my neck, and the wound hasn't healed yet, so I covered it with a silk scarf."

"What's wrong with you?" Wei Changkong immediately asked with concern.

Song Zhiwei took off the silk scarf, revealing the relatively obvious scar on her neck. Although the scar had scabbed over a long time ago, it would take some time before it completely disappeared.

The wound was very smooth, and Wei Changkong could tell at a glance that it was scratched by a sharp weapon. He immediately frowned and said, "Xiao Song, have you been robbed?"

Song Zhiwei admired Wei Changkong's ability to speculate, she nodded, "I was robbed."

Lin Qiong exclaimed, "Why did you encounter a burglary? Are you okay? Have you called the police?"

Song Zhiwei shook her head and nodded again: "I only suffered a little skin trauma, and I was caught that night. Speaking of which, I have to thank Wei Xuan, he saved me."

Hearing her mention of Wei Xuan's name, the two elders froze for a moment, "Is this related to Wei Xuan?"

"Yeah, but it's a long story." Song Zhiwei smiled, "Uncle Wei, Aunt Lin, don't stand still, or let's sit and talk."

Lin Qiong came back to her senses, and quickly let her and Wei Changkong enter the room, "I'll ask Aunt Zhang to bring out the fruit."

Sitting on the sofa, Song Zhiwei recounted the whole process of being robbed that day. Of course, she omitted the fact that Wei Xuan called her to inquire about the crime. Accidentally called Wei Xuan, and then he helped to call the police and rushed over to help.

"Oh my god, it's really too dangerous. Fortunately, the police arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be even more serious." Although Lin Qiong didn't like Song Zhiwei very much, as an elder, she still advised her sincerely, "You are a girl living alone, so you must be careful. Be strong, and it is best not to talk to strangers, you see, who would have thought that the locksmith would be a thief."

Although Wei Changkong felt both sympathetic and indignant about what happened to Song Zhiwei, but at the same time he felt that it was not all bad. For example, Wei Xuan would rush to Song Zhiwei's house in the middle of the night, at least it showed that she was not insignificant to him stranger.

"Xiao Song, your Aunt Lin is right. Safety comes first when you live as a girl. When Wei Xuan comes back later, I will tell him to ask him to install a security system for your home, so that in the future those thieves and thieves will be safe." I can't get in," Wei Changkong suggested.

Of course Song Zhiwei couldn't say that Wei Xuan had changed the door lock and anti-theft device for her. She pretended to decline and said, "No need, Uncle Wei, I have security guards downstairs, and they will go to my floor to inspect more in the future."

Wei Changkong shook his head: "How responsible can those security guards be? I think it's better to let Wei Xuan go to your place for more time if he has nothing to do in the future, so that he can deal with any mistakes in time."

After all, Wei Changkong just wanted to create more opportunities for the two of them to get along. Lin Qiong listened and looked like she wanted to refute, but she couldn't say much in front of Song Zhiwei.

Just then, Wei Xuan arrived home.

"My son is back." Lin Qiong happily went up to meet Wei Xuan, and saw that Wei Xuan's clothes were soaked, and said quickly, "Look at your sweaty face, you just finished the training camp, go take a shower, later It's good to eat."

Like a conditioned reflex, Song Zhiwei spit out a reminder before his brain reacted: "The wound should not touch water."

As soon as she finished speaking, the room suddenly became strangely quiet, and even Aunt Zhang who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen seemed to have stopped her knife.

When she realized what she said, Song Zhiwei was so embarrassed that she wanted to stuff herself in the sofa. She cleared her throat and clarified as if nothing had happened: "The needles I went to the hospital with him last time were also I don’t know if the stitches were removed or not, so I just reminded them casually. In our hospital, I have encountered many careless owners, and the pet’s wound is eager to take a bath before the wound is healed, and I can’t help but remind it.”

This sentence once again compared Wei Xuan with a "pet". Lin Qiong was a little unhappy, but Song Zhiwei's reminder was correct. She quickly asked Wei Xuan, "How is your wound? Let Mom see it."

After seeing that the stitches had been removed from his wound, Lin Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, "It's almost healed, drink more fish soup later, it will help the wound heal, go take a bath, don't wash it with water."

Wei Xuan obediently went to take a shower and change clothes, while Song Zhiwei was still arguing with Wei Changkong whether it was "useful" for Wei Xuan to come to her house.

Lin Qiong interrupted their debate, "Old Wei, come to the balcony and help me."

Wei Changkong walked away, and Song Zhiwei sat on the sofa watching TV by himself. After 10 minutes, Wei Xuan came out of his room, wearing a new white T-shirt and black shorts, with a cut-length cut plus 1.8 meters The height of five, the whole person looks handsome and energetic.

The moment her eyes met, Song Zhiwei somehow remembered the "little friction" that happened in the hospital in the early morning, and she looked away with a slightly embarrassed expression.

It's time to eat. The dishes on the dinner table this time are much richer than last time, but they are just the dishes that ordinary people eat on New Year's Day. There are no particularly expensive ingredients. It seems that in Wei's house, Wei Xuan's birthday is not a big deal. Something special to celebrate.

Song Zhiwei guessed that with Wei Changkong's character, he would naturally not like extravagant and wasteful actions, and Wei Xuan probably didn't feel any difference in celebrating his birthday at all.

Sure enough, from the beginning to the end, not to mention the birthday cake, even the bottle of wine was not opened, Wei Changkong couldn't drink, and Wei Xuan didn't drink either. Lin Qiong only kept adding food to his son, and only said to let him have a new birthday. You should pay more attention to your health, safety and so on.

Song Zhiwei suddenly felt that compared to Wei Xuan, although her birthday was boring, at least the hospital would send a cake, making her "happier" than him.

After dinner, Song Zhiwei wanted to help clean up the dishes, but her cell phone rang and she went to the balcony to pick it up.

Wei Changkong took the opportunity to say to Wei Xuan: "Wei Xuan, from now on, if you have nothing to do, go to Xiao Song's house and help her more."

Wei Xuan nodded silently.

Song Zhiwei had been on the phone for more than half an hour. When she came back, everyone could see that she had cried.

(End of this chapter)