Master Lu, Come On

Around six o'clock, the snowflakes gradually gathered momentum, sparse, almost disappeared.

Tang Luo closed the window and lay back beside Shan Wei. Holding her arm, he said softly, "I'll watch the first snow of this year for you, mom. Next time, you have to watch it by yourself. I won't help you!"

After a little cold wind, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

After a long time, the color of the sky gradually became clear, and the subtle light fell into the room, which was a little dim. Shan Wei slowly opened his eyes. After the initial confusion, he became clear and bright.

The people beside her breathe steadily. She turns her head and looks gentle.

The arm is held by her, she sleeps very well, the temperature is a little hot, she twisted her eyebrows, opened her mouth and called, but there is no sound.

I didn't speak for a long time. My voice was very dry. I couldn't move my body.

Lying for a long time, her body's various skills seem to be degenerating with time. She looks up at the ceiling and feels powerless.

The door was suddenly pushed open, just a small crack. Zhang Ling put her head in and looked at it. Suddenly, her eyes widened. "Madam, are you awake?"

Seeing the person next to her, she immediately silenced, but the excitement on her face couldn't hide, "you..."

"... water"

Shan Wei used his strength to force out a word.

"Water?"

Zhang Ling was stunned. She turned quickly and went out

Tang Luo didn't wake up.

"What's the matter, madam?" Zhang Ling was shocked. Tang Luo usually had a shallow sleep. She would wake up a little bit.

"I think I have a cold!"

Shan Wei looked at her and touched his forehead. "The temperature is a little high. Please go and get the thermometer!"

She is too sober, but the situation is anxious, Zhang Lingmei care so much, hurried to get the thermometer, and turned out the medicine, carrying water to the room.

The thermometer is electronic. Just press it on her forehead. Zhang Ling went over and said, "ouch, 39 degrees! How come you have a fever? "

The movement is not small, Lu Zhan changed the movement, went straight down, "what's the matter?"

"Madame has a fever!"

He was about to pass by when he saw that Shan Wei was awake and his eyes flashed, "Mom, you're awake!"

"Well," Shan Wei said with a smile, "Luoluo has a fever. Take her upstairs and give her some medicine. She doesn't like going to the hospital!"

Lu Zhan's words were clear and his expression was flat. Lu Zhan's steps stopped, "well, I know!"

He lifted the quilt and picked up the man. Tang Luo was very hot, and he was still talking vaguely, "Mom... Snow..."

In this way, it is clear that I saw the snow last night, suffered cold and had a fever!

He sighed and carried the man upstairs.

After settling down Tang Luo, he went downstairs. Shan Wei had already got up and was sitting on the sofa.

She had just regained consciousness. She had no strength on her body, and her face was a little pale. She spoke slowly and weakly.

But those eyes are very similar to Tang Luo. They are full of light and comfortable to see.

"Ma!"

He sat down beside Shan Wei.

Shan Wei's gaze is direct, but it doesn't make people feel uncomfortable

Look at the younger generation's eyes,

"Take care of me during this time, please!"

Shan Wei knows about her own situation. She is more difficult to take care of when she lies in bed.

"We're a family. There's no trouble!"

"You are a good child. The Lu family has raised you well!"

Shan Wei looks at him with a soft smile on his face.

She and Tang Luo look very similar, but they feel completely different. Tang Luosheng is cold, and she is warm and warm like the wind in March.

"I'm sorry I didn't take part in your marriage with Luoluo. I'll visit your parents some other day and see your grandfather by the way."

"OK, I'll arrange the time!"

After talking for a while, Shan Wei was a little tired, his breath was a little disordered, and he could not sit on the sofa.

"Mom, why don't you take a rest?"

Lu Zhan stood up and said, "let me help you in."

"All right!"

It's the first time for them to talk normally.

Lu Zhan felt subtle in his heart, but he remained silent.

It snowed last night, only a little. After a few hours, even the trace could not be found, but the temperature dropped a lot.

As soon as you go out, there is clear white fog between breathing.

When he came back from running, Shan Wei and Zhang Ling were eating breakfast at the dining table.

Because she just woke up, Zhang Ling boiled soup, which added ginseng, Buqi Yangxue, very suitable for early recovery of serious illness.

"I'll serve you soup, sir!"

"No, I'll go up and have a look and go to the company!"

Shan Wei held the spoon and said with a smile, "Zhang Ling went up to see it just now. She is still sleeping!"

"Well."

Although a fever doesn't matter, Lu Zhan is still worried, "I'll go and have a look!"

"Good!"

Downstairs, Zhang Ling saw him go up, and then she said to Shan Wei, "Mr. is really good to his wife. He takes everything in mind and cooks whenever he has time. Such a good man is really rare!"

His daughter is happy, Shan Wei is also happy, "falling is still blessed!"

"Of course, Madame is very lucky!"

Upstairs, Tang Luo was still asleep, but he was not stable. His brow was frowning and his forehead was sweating.

Lu Zhan went to the bathroom to get a towel, sat beside the bed and wiped the sweat on her forehead. He said, "Mom wakes up. Now you don't have to worry about it!"

"She's completely recovered, just like an ordinary person!"

"You have a good rest. When you wake up, you can see her!"

Maybe what he said was useful. Tang Luo's frown gradually spread, and he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Looking at her like this, Lu Zhan smiles. In order to see snow make herself like this, it's really a child's heart!

The cold wind raged all night, and finally stopped after the snow.

Although the temperature is low, it is not sharp.

By the time Tang Luo woke up, it was almost afternoon, and he had no strength after his fever.

There is a water cup on the bedside table. The water in it is warm. It is obvious that someone has just come up.

"Ah Zhan?"

She called, and no one answered, "Aunt Zhang?"

There's still no response.

Thinking, she called out tentatively, "Mom?"

A moment later, Shan Wei came up with a tray and walked in slowly.

"Look

You, call one by one

Tang Luo Zheng, eyes staring at the people coming in, eyes full of disbelief, "Mom?"

"Can it be someone else?"

Shan smiles, puts the tray on the cupboard, sits beside her bed, and looks at her softly, "long time no see, my daughter! I miss you so much

The sour eyes were so severe that Tang Luo forced himself into her arms and said, "Mom, I miss you very much, too!"

(end of this chapter)