The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Didn't Xiaoya come back with you?" Jing's mother waited at home for a long time without waiting for Zhao Shuya, but she waited for Jing cangbei. "Long long has a fever and has been calling her mother. Hurry up and have a look."

"Well." Jingcangbei asked his mother as he went upstairs, "did you call her?"

"I called her before I called you." Well mother said anxiously, "what's the matter with her mother? Isn't she nervous when her son is ill? Why hasn't she come back for so long?"

No matter in Kyoto, it's been more than four hours now. Is it right to climb home even if you climb?

"I'll go and see the children." Jing cangbei ignored his mother's complaint and said a low sentence.

What else did Jing's mother want to say? Looking at him like that, she finally shook her head and didn't follow in. Instead, she went downstairs, thought for a while, and still called Zhao's mother.

"Mother in law, is Xiaoya on your side?" The well mother tried to say calmly.

"No, why? In laws?" Zhao's mother was confused.

"Well, long long is ill and has been calling his mother..." Jing's mother said to Zhao's mother about today's incident again, "I called Xiaoya, and she hasn't come back yet. Do you think something will happen to you?"

"I'm just worried. You said that after such a long time, my child was ill all his life, and my heart was in a mess, so I began to think about it."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll come over now and I'll call her." Zhao mother hurriedly said.

Zhao's mother hung up and called Zhao Qitao. "I just called you and she didn't answer. Long long was sick. What was she doing as a mother?"

"Call her now, and be sure to find her out." Zhao's mother said, "I'll go and see the Dragon now."

"Long long is ill?" Zhao Qitao hung up and Liu Sitian asked him.

"Well." Zhao Qitao stood up. "I'll make a phone call."

Then he stood up and went to the balcony.

What Zhao Shuya didn't know was that her phone had long been muted by Yuanyuan. When she remembered to look at her mobile phone, she found that there were dozens of missed calls on her mobile phone.

Zhao Shuya just clicked to see whose phone it was, and Zhao's mother called in, "Xiaoya, what are you doing? I've called you so many times, why don't you answer?"

"Long long is ill. Come back quickly." Zhao mother said anxiously.

"Really sick?" Zhao Shuya said in surprise.

"What is true or false?" Zhao's mother was a little angry, "Xiaoya, I don't care where you are now, come back quickly."

Zhao's mother was annoyed by her noisy voice. "Why are you such a mother? Children have a fever. Come back quickly."

Zhao Shuya was also anxious at this moment. She picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Li te stood up and grabbed her. "I'll take you back. It'll be fine."

Zhao Shuya, "OK, please."

The two said and walked out.

Zhao Shuya is completely flustered now.

In particular, Zhao's mother's sentence "how big or small is a child's fever?" suddenly reminded her that it seemed that someone's child was burned into a fool because he didn't take good care of his fever.

Long long, her long long.

Zhao Shuya covered her chest with pain.

"Xiaoya, don't worry, I'll be with you." Lee took her hand and said, "the child will be fine."