My Best Wife

Zhuo Yuhang looked at the time and suddenly woke up, why is it so late.

When you turn on your phone, you see a bunch of missed calls and unread messages.

Xiao Lin made two calls, and Zhuo Yuxi made eight calls.

Zhuo Yuhang knew that his elder sister had a temper, and if she couldn't find anyone, she would kill her and make a series of calls.

Sure enough, Zhuo Yuxi sent a bunch of messages, asking why Zhuo Yuhang didn't answer the phone, reply to messages, or read emails.

Zhuo Yuhang shook his head and opened Xiao Lin's unread messages. He knew that by reading Xiao Lin's news at this time, he could basically know what happened most efficiently.

The message from Xiaolin is just a few words: Mr. Zhuo, Sister Yuxi is looking for you about work, and asked about the time of the next meeting with the senior management of Juying. We are still on standby, everything is normal, to see if lunch needs to be arranged in advance. Call Miss Yuxi first.

Zhuo Yuhang replied with an um, and then saw the message from Xiaoma in the small group, asking what he wanted to eat.

Zhuo Yuhang hit his head angrily, and quickly replied: Auntie, sorry for the late reply. Let me eat whatever I want, don't delay your meal.

After sending the message, Zhuo Yuhang stood up from the sofa, walked to the bathroom, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The bloodshot eyes were much better than when I woke up last night, but they were still scary red. His face was also pale, which may be caused by non-stop vomiting.

At this moment, Zhuo Yuhang didn't have much strength in his body, so he forced himself to take a hot shower.

Putting on a clean dress and returning to the sofa, she was already exhausted, panting heavily.

In my impression, this has never happened before. Even if I have a fever and a cold, Zhuo Yuhang can get over it without taking medicine. This is really the first time I have encountered such a weak body.

Zhuo Yuhang took out his mobile phone and saw Li Xiaoxiao replying in the group: Brother Yuhang is done with his work, wait another 10 minutes, let's have dinner together, we have just prepared the meal.

Zhuo Yuhang saw that Li Xiaoxiao's reply was to ask, he was done with his work instead of waking up, and he didn't know whether Li Xiaoxiao cared about his own face or did it unintentionally, in short, a warm current rose in his heart.

Zhuo Yuhang originally thought that he would go to help, but his physical condition really didn't allow him, so he could only reply with a good word, and then lay down on the sofa to rest panting heavily.

After replying to Xiao Lin, he sent another reply to Zhuo Yuxi: Sister, I'm sorry I just woke up, I'll reply to the email later.

Xiao Ai Li recovered much faster. After waking up, she basically returned to normal. Looking at Li Xiaoxiao, she said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Li Xiaoxiao and Xiao's mother were relieved all of a sudden, and having an appetite proved to be all right.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't touch her forehead to feel Xiao Ai Li's temperature, and replied: "Ai Li got up and washed his face, ready to eat, grandma is ready."

Li Xiaoxiao took Xiao Ai Li to wash his face, checked that the time was about the same, and asked Xiao Ai Li to call Zhuo Yuhang through the walkie-talkie: Uncle Yuhang, come to eat.

Zhuo Yuhang took a sip of hot water and healed up a lot, mainly because he was lying on the sofa just now, and after opening the curtains, the sun shone in and shone on his face and body, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

In just these ten minutes, I felt that I already had strength in my body.

What Zhuo Yuhang didn't know was that a wisp of gray steam on his head slowly rose and dissipated under the sunlight.

When he stood up again, he felt much better. Zhuo Yuhang washed his face before coming to Li Xiaoxiao's car.

Li Xiaoxiao and Xiao's mother were serving dinner, and Xiao Ai Li was sitting on the stool alone, playing with the tablet.

Seeing Zhuo Yuhang approaching, Xiao Ai Li put down the tablet and called out, "Uncle Yuhang."

If it had been changed, Xiao Ai Li would have jumped up all of a sudden, but this time she was still a little sluggish, and just greeted Zhuo Yuhang with a smile.

Zhuo Yuhang came over and touched Xiao Ai Li's face, and asked Xiao Ai Li: "Where do you want to go today?"

Xiao Ai Li tilted her head and thought for a while, then replied emphatically, "I don't know."

Xiao's mother hurriedly greeted Zhuo Yuhang: "Xiao Zhuo, sit down and eat quickly. You must have not eaten breakfast. I ate it with lunch. You young people just don't like breakfast. Come on, sit down and eat."

At this time, Li Xiaoxiao also took the last bowl of rice from the RV, and greeted Zhuo Yuhang: "Brother Yuhang, you must be tired from playing yesterday. I also had a good time yesterday, and I didn't get up today."

Zhuo Yuhang followed the words and replied: "Auntie, Xiaoxiao, indeed, I had so much fun yesterday that I slept through it today, I'm sorry."

Xiao's mother hurriedly invited everyone to sit down and eat together, and served Zhuo Yuhang a bowl of porridge: "Xiao Zhuo, drink a bowl of porridge first, to warm up the stomach and let the stomach move."

Zhuo Yuhang hurriedly took it, and obediently held it and drank it. To be honest, Zhuo Yuhang still has no appetite at all, and he still feels a little sick when he sees the food.

However, after drinking this mouthful of hot porridge, I felt much better, and the discomfort in my stomach also eased a lot.

Zhuo Yuhang drank the whole bowl of porridge in one go, vomited all night, and kept sweating, his body was dehydrated, and he was really thirsty, so he finished it in a few mouthfuls.

Xiao's mother smiled and asked Zhuo Yuhang to return the bowl: "Xiao Zhuo, drink slowly, come and let me get you another bowl."

Zhuo Yuhang forced himself to stand up beside him and replied, "No need for auntie, I can serve it myself."

"Sit down and eat, Xiao Zhuo, you are hungry, eat quickly, I ate in the morning." Xiao's mother hurriedly held down Zhuo Yuhang, forcibly snatched the bowl from Zhuo Yuhang's hand, and turned to serve the meal.

Looking at Xiao Ma's back, Zhuo Yuhang felt a little bit broken all of a sudden, his nose was sore, and he wanted to shed tears.

It's such a simple sentence, without any sensational words, just let yourself sit down, and eat quickly when you are hungry. At this moment, it will die all of a sudden, like a pair of warm hands reaching into my weakness.

Zhuo Yuhang suddenly thought of his mother, who would do the same when eating when he was a child, calling him softly to sit down and eat quickly.

After his mother passed away, only he and his sister were left to depend on each other for life. Although his stepmother treated him very well, Zhuo Yuhang deliberately kept a distance from his stepmother, and stubbornly maintained a cold relationship with his biological father.

In the seemingly warm home, Zhuo Yuhang would quarrel with his father every time he went home for less than half a day, and would leave in anger after the quarrel.

Every time, the old lady chased after her to comfort herself and resolve her negative emotions.

Zhuo Yuhang hadn't felt this warm feeling of home for a long time.

I haven't felt the feeling of mother's care for me for a long time.