C125

Meng Qingyang's car was stuck halfway. Looking at the distant traffic jam, Meng Qingyang had no choice but to call Wen Zhizhi. At this point, he didn't know if Wen Zhizhi had finished her class or if she was stuck on the road.

"Zhizhi, Ziyu was taken by Xiaomei to the old house. Is that the end for you? "

Wen Zhizhi knew that this was definitely the reason why Meng Qingyang sent her messages. After all, Xiaomei had been sending her messages the entire time.

"I'll be at the house in about ten minutes."

"Alright, I'll probably need another hour or so. Remember to touch Zi Yu's body temperature when you go. She was sick the other day, and I don't know if they can take care of her when she comes to my mother's place today. "

"Well, don't worry too much. "Be careful when you drive. Ziyu and I will wait for you at the house."

Wen Zhizhi and Meng Qingyang had the same thought. Wen Ziyu's body was already weak. A cold and fever were a common occurrence.

When they were first born, they stayed in the hospital for an extra week because of her occasional cold.

Things had improved in the past month. However, she was prone to catch colds every time the weather turned cold, so they took care of her with great trepidation.

Meng Qingyang hung up the phone call with Wen Zhizhi and called his mother.

He didn't know why his mother would suddenly ask Zi Yu to go to the old house. She had either him or Zhizhi to accompany her before she left, so she would greet her in advance.

As soon as he saw the news about Little Mei, he called his mother, but no one answered. Someone picked up the call to the old residence.

It was Father Meng on the other side of the phone. He hung up the phone the moment he heard Meng Qingyang say "Ziyu".

Meng Qingyang's heart was filled with anger.

Thus, after Mama Meng picked up the phone, she naturally felt her son's impatience.

"I didn't do anything. is because I saw that my son was having fun on TV and missed Zi Yu so I took him over to play. " Mother Meng was also wronged. She had only wanted Old Meng and her granddaughter to have a good relationship in order for Meng Qingyang to welcome her into the room. Who knew that her son would be so angry?

"However, the weather has turned cold today. Ziyu was born prematurely, so her body isn't suitable for going out at all. "If you miss her, you can go visit her at my place!" Meng Qingyang was still trying his best to control his temper. After all, his mother was a "grandson who cares".

"But …" I also wanted to let your father get along with her more. "It's not like you don't know your father's personality. He didn't even want to call you during this period of time. How could he possibly come to your place?"

Meng Li still felt wronged, but after Meng Qingyang reminded her, she immediately instructed one of Zi Yu's bodyguards to give her a coat, and then put Zi Yu by her side.

The sofa was warmer than the floor.

Meng Qingyang didn't expect his father to be too lazy to deal with him these days. He thought that every time he looked for his father on the phone for a meal, he would get "busy" and "something" as a serious reason.

Oh, mother is no trouble, father is also a stubborn old child.

Meng Qingyang's heart was very tired.

Not long after Wen Zhizhi hung up the phone call from Meng Qingyang, she arrived at the Meng residence.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier in the sky, and the sound of the rain signaled the bad weather of the day.

The butler respectfully welcomed him to the door.

At first glance, Wen Zhizhi saw Wen Ziyu obediently sitting on the sofa, lazily lying in Mommy's arms. She was tightly clutching Mommy's large gemstone ring, her eyes half-closed, unable to open. He seemed lazy, but his days were good.

Wen Zhizhi laughed at this little money grubber. She and Meng Qingyang were actually worried for her. As a result, she didn't know how comfortable it was with her mother.

Meng's mother saw Wenzhi coming and knew she was worried about her child. She quickly said to Wenzhi, "Wenzhi is coming." Ziyu is having a good time here today. You guys can stay for dinner with us later, okay? "

"Ah, yes, Auntie. Today, Zi Yu will be mischievous again. It's raining heavily outside. I just rushed over. "

"Nothing! "What's more, it's nothing to be tired for our sake." Mama Meng was a bit embarrassed. After all, she hadn't put in much effort to take care of Wen Ziyu.

When Wen Zhizhi saw her daughter lying motionlessly on the sofa, she laughed and picked her up while shaking her. "Little darling, you slept during the day, but at night you will cause trouble for Auntie Xiaomei. Stop sleeping, okay?"

When Xiaomei saw her employer mention her, she stuck her head into the corner of the living room and nodded to Wen Zhizhi. Wen Zhizhi also responded with a smile.

Wen Ziyu lifted her eyelids and looked at the person in front of her. Realizing that it was her mother, she quickly buried her head in her mother's chest.

Seeing this, Mama Meng was still a bit hesitant, "As expected, it's still Mama who kisses me."

"Haha, Aunty. It's just that Ziyu hasn't seen me for a day, so she misses me a little." Right, she didn't go out to the garden today right? The weather may be a bit rough. "

Mama Meng felt guilty. "I didn't. I just played with my jewelry on the climbing mat for a long time. I didn't notice that it was raining heavily. I just held her by my side."

Wen Zhizhi took Zi Yu to Xiaomei's side and told her mother, "It's alright. I'll have her aunt check her body temperature."

Father Meng, who was standing to the side, said, "Pitiful." His mother hit him on the arm and began to teach him a lesson.

After spending so much time with Wen Zhizhi, Mommy Meng didn't treat her as an outsider. Furthermore, her husband was beginning to have a bad mouth, so she had to give a good lecture.

Mama Meng didn't want to admit that she was having menopause.

Wen Zhizhi asked Xiaomei in a low voice, "I wonder if Ziyu was frozen today. Did you bring the electronic thermometer from home?" "Give her a measure."

After saying that, he patted his daughter who was in his embrace, "Aiya, I saw that she is currently so sad. I don't know if she wants to go to sleep or has caught a cold."

Wen Zhizhi touched her daughter's head in worry. The air conditioner in the room was very warm, so she couldn't feel if Wen Ziyu had a fever or not.

Seeing that her employer had spoken, Xiaomei took out the thermometer she brought with her. Earlier, when Madam Meng and Master Meng were in the living room, Xiaomei had only quietly instructed the housekeeper to raise the temperature of the air conditioner. She did not dare to take a thermometer to measure the temperature of the room.

An electronic thermometer is placed on the forehead and scanned for a moment to show the temperature.

"36.5 degrees."

Wen Zhizhi and Xiaomei both saw the display on the electronic screen. It seemed that the reason why Wen Ziyu was not energetic was because she had a low fever.

Wen Zhizhi did not dare to underestimate him. She quickly turned around and said to Mommy Meng, "Auntie, Ziyu seems to be having a low fever." Xiaomei also cleverly took the thermometer to show Mommy.

"Ouch!" Good boy, you have a fever? Pimp, go get the family doctor and tell him that the baby has a low fever for more than two months. " When Mama Meng heard Wen Zhizhi's words, she became a little worried. His son had just told him on the phone that Zi Yu's health wasn't good enough, so he had to take good care of her.

Unexpectedly, his parents were not by his side. This grandpa and grandma had only brought him around for a day, and he was already sick!