After hesitating for a few seconds, I picked up the phone.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Chen Yan, it's me."
Taking the phone away, I looked at it suspiciously: "Is it Yan Yanzhi?"
There was a chuckle on the other end of the phone: "It seems that you haven't forgotten my voice."
"Maybe I have a better memory." I laughed a few times, trying to ease the atmosphere.
There was no words on both sides, I don't know what happened to him when he called, but I was indeed a little surprised, and the awkward atmosphere continued to grow.
"How are you recently?"
"Very good, how about you, you changed your number."
"Well, it's been a while, I forgot to tell you, sorry."
"It doesn't matter."
"I heard you moved to the Song family?"
Dryly answered Yan Yanzhi's few questions, and I tried to avoid talking about my own life. He seemed to sense my resistance, and hung up the phone after a few words.
I was relieved when I hung up the phone. I don't know why, calling other men in Song's house, especially this person is Yan Yanzhi, always makes me feel like I'm being watched. His brows were slightly frowned, but he was hesitating just now, as if he had something to say?
After thinking hard, I can only think of what he told me last time. Is there something wrong with Hengyan again? The inn Taking a deep breath, I put these doubts behind me. No matter what, I shouldn't care about these anymore, at least I can't bring them up.
When Song Weichen came back in the evening, I gave him a guilty look, hesitating whether to tell him about Yan Yanzhi's phone call. But when I saw the slight tiredness revealed between his brows and eyes, I still chose to keep my mouth shut.
"Are you tired?"
Stepping forward to take the briefcase for him, I asked in a low voice in his ear while Mother Song was away.
"Not tired."
"I'll give you a pinch at night."
I leaned over and kissed him secretly on the cheek, I was like a sneaky cat, my eyes sparkled. Song Weichen looked at me with burning eyes, he reached out and put his hand on the back of my head, and just pulled me towards him with all his strength, when he heard a coughing sound from behind, interrupting the ambiguous atmosphere.
My body froze, I hurriedly stood up from the sofa, and looked at Mother Song in embarrassment.
"mom."
Song Weichen was very composed, he sat up straight, crossed his long legs, he didn't feel ashamed of being spied on at all, only I looked at Mother Song with a blushing face, and kept cursing him in my heart.
Fortunately, Mother Song just glanced at us and didn't say anything clearly.
The life of the Song family is boring and cautious. I have to get up with Song Weichen in the morning, go downstairs to eat at noon, and even watch the time at night to wait for Song Weichen to come back. Within a few days, I am like a wilted flower Same, even if there is a bouquet of sunflowers in my room every day.
"Tell her not to cry!"
In the afternoon, I went downstairs to bask in the sun with an orange in my arms. She had a stomachache and vomited milk for the past two days. I didn¡¯t want her to become squeamish, so I decided to bring her to bask in the sun every day after meals and kill bacteria. In the small garden, she didn't know what was going on, and suddenly she couldn't stop crying, no matter how she tried to coax her, she couldn't do it.
There was a thump in my heart, and I saw her blushing face, and just as I was about to call Mama Wang to come and help me, I heard Mother Song's impatient voice coming from nearby.
When I looked up, she was lying on a chair in the garden, squinting, taking a nap.
"Sorry to bother youbut Chengzi seems to be a little uncomfortable, that's why she keeps crying like this."
"Take her to the hospital if you don't feel well. You can't take care of a child all day long? The Song family has been made a mess by you!"
After she heard that Chengzi was uncomfortable, she was not only unmoved, but even turned her head and scolded me sharply. I opened my eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief, and a chill rose from my back.
"What expression do you have? Am I right? Chen Yan, the Song family doesn't know how to support idlers." She gave me a sideways look with contempt, and the slam in her words almost made me unable to stand up.
Wang Ma didn't know when she appeared here. She bent down slightly and looked at Song Mu respectfully: "Madam, are you comfortable in the sun? Do you want me to make you a cup of scented tea?"
After being interrupted by her like this, the solemn atmosphere dissipated a little.
Mother Song held her breath, and pointed her index finger at me: "No need, go and see that child, she keeps crying, I have a headache from crying."
Wang Ma came over with small steps and glanced at her daughter: "Young Madam,?Let¡¯s take the child to the hospital first, why is the little lady crying so much. "
I let out a long breath, my chest hurt like being stabbed, I looked down at my daughter whose crying was getting quieter but her face was a little pale, I suppressed my anger and nodded to Wang Ma: "Wang Ma, I first Go to the hospital."
Without looking at Mother Song or saying hello to her, I turned and walked out the door.
"Young Madam, wait a minute, I'll help you pack something."
As soon as she reached the door, Wang Ma chased after her. She was out of breath, and her serious face became softer.
I looked at her gratefully: "OK."
The Song family didn't send any car to take me to the hospital. Cheng Zi didn't cry any more, but she was listless. I kissed her forehead and found it cold. He took out his phone with one free hand.
"Beep, beep Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please try again later."
Even made two phone calls, but Song Weichen didn't answer. He should be busy now, right? If I had known earlier this morning, I should have followed his advice and gone straight to the hospital.
In desperation, I had no choice but to take Chengzi to the hospital alone.
The weather turned cold, the hospital was overcrowded, and it was difficult to even breathe. I carried an orange and shuttled through one line after another. By the time I got to the doctor, two hours had passed, and she had already passed out in my arms. Supporting her sore and swollen calves and arms, try to give her a stable hug.
It was an older old Chinese doctor. She raised her eyelids and looked at me: "Is she not weaned from breastfeeding? Mother eats light food. Her stomach is not very good. Drink more water."
As soon as I finished talking about her symptoms, the old Chinese doctor made a judgment.
I quickly asked: "Don't you need to do an examination or take medicine?"
"What kind of medicine to take?" She glared at me: "The child is so young, don't take it if you can, next one!"
"I really don't know what's going on with young people nowadays, they don't have any common sense"
Before her butt left the stool, she murmured dissatisfiedly, her body froze, and I felt a little embarrassed, hugging the baby in my arms tightly, my hands were full of things, but I still smiled gratefully at her: "Thank you doctor , I will pay attention to it in the future."
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