His Long Love

Today, Meng Qingge has more parts. From noon to night, there are more martial arts plays in the play. In order to make the best effect of editing, more than ten scenes were shot in one shot. At the end of the day, my whole body was sore.

When work was over, Meng Qingge saw Xiao Zhang standing by the car waiting for her, so she walked over and got on the car, "back to the holiday apartment."

Holiday apartment, it's Wang Meilin's.

Zhang looked at the road ahead and said, "Sir, let me take you home."

"No Meng Qingge picked her eyebrows and wanted her to go back? She is not stupid, go back to night and be tossed by him, she is now body, son bone is about to fall apart, "back to the holiday."

Xiao Zhang frowned. Ji Wanzhou only told him to pick up his wife. He didn't tell him. What should he do if his wife didn't go home?

Just at this time, season evening boat's call came over, Meng Qingge aimed at a mobile phone, drooped his eyes, did not want to answer the meaning.

The mobile phone rang twice, she did not answer, then Xiao Zhang's mobile phone rang.

"Yes, I got it." Xiao Zhang, wearing a Bluetooth headset, reported the current situation to Ji Wanzhou. "My wife wants to go back to the holiday apartment."

Then Xiao Zhang pressed the mobile phone hands-free, and the voice of Ji Wanzhou faintly passed out: "go home, mother is here."

Meng Qingge frowned. Did he take his mother home from the hospital? And he said, "Oh."

Zhang then raised the speed and ran to the villa on the hillside.

Before I arrived at the villa, I saw Ji Wanzhou and Xu Xiaohui standing at the door of the villa. It seemed that they were waiting for her to come back.

The car did not stop steady, Meng Qingge quickly got off the car, "Mom! How did you get out of the hospital? "

"Ji Yao brought me back. The hospital is a bit stuffy." When Xu Xiaohui doesn't commit Alzheimer's disease, the whole person looks like an ordinary person, "besides, you haven't visited me for a while, and my mother misses you."

"Ji Yao?" Meng Qing picked his eyebrows. What's the matter with Ji Yao?

Xu Xiaohui took Ji Wanzhou's hand with a kind smile on her face. She also took Meng Qingge's hand and folded their hands together. "Ji Yao is a good child. You are good."

Meng Qingge wrung her eyebrows and looked at Ji Wanzhou with a faint smile on her face. She understood that her mother had mistaken Ji Wanzhou for Ji Yao.

"Ma, you are mistaken. He is not Ji Yao." Meng Qingge took his hand out of Xu Xiaohui's hand and was ready to help her on the bus. "OK, we're home."

Xu Xiaohui's face suddenly appeared a dull expression, as if in his heart doing self doubt, murmured in a low voice, "how can it not be Ji Yao? I remember it was Ji Yao... "

Seeing this, Ji Wanzhou frowned and quickly patted Xu Xiaohui on the arm. "Mom, I'm Ji Yao. You're not mistaken. Come on, we're going home for dinner."

"Look! I said I would not admit that I was wrong, my son-in-law, how could I admit that I was wrong! " Xu Xiaohui's face was clear again, and she began to laugh, "OK, let's go back to dinner."

Meng Qingge also wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ji Wanzhou's eyes, so he had to follow them into the villa.

After dinner, Xu Xiaohui was helped by Wang Ma to take a walk in the back garden.

Seeing Xu Xiaohui's back disappear, Meng Qingge takes a look at Ji Wanzhou and asks, "what does Mr. Ji mean?"

Ji Wanzhou is pick eyebrows, truthfully answer, "the doctor said you can be discharged."

"Nothing to pay attention to." Meng Qingge didn't like to say a word, picked up the bag and stood up and walked toward the outside.