Wang Lin and Zhou Zu held Xiaomi and talked to each other and walked back, not paying attention to Li Wenxiu's car passing by on the street.

When the car drove away a little further, Li Wenxiu turned around and glanced at Wang Lin.

Fortunately, Wang Lin kept holding Xiaomi and Zhou Zhu just walked side by side and did not do any intimate behavior.

Chen Ling asked, "Sister Wenxiu, why don't you go to Mr. Wang?"

Li Wenxiu said: "He is a busy man, probably talking about work with Zhou Cao. I was disturbing them when I went there. We have been in the beauty shop for too long today, and Wenwen has been taken home by Sister Xu. They must wait until we get home before having dinner. Let's go home first."

She could not have had to explain so much.

But she still said so much, as if she was talking to Chen Ling, and as if she was talking to herself.

Chen Ling was a simple woman. She didn't think much about it and said with a smile: "Sister Wenxiu, were Mr. Wang and Sister Zhou having dinner just now? I saw that they came out of a restaurant."

"Yeah!" Li Wenxiu said, "Zhou Zheng lives nearby, so it's normal for them to come here to have a meal."

She couldn't help but turn around and go to see Wang Lin.

However, Wang Lin had long disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people.

Back home.

Li Wenxiu changed her shoes at the door and walked in.

Xu Ying and Chen Li did prepare dinner and were waiting for her to come back.

"Where is Xiaowen?" Li Wenxiu asked Xu Ying.

"He was playing with toys here just now, and he was yelling to go on a horse tomorrow! He said he missed Xiao Hei."

Xiao Hei is a foal that Wang Lin feeds his son. It is black all over, with shiny fur, wide four hooves and full of energy. It is an excellent dark horse.

Wang Wen would go to the horse farm to see Xiao Hei every weekend.

The horse trainer told Wang Lin that Wang Wen had more contact with Xiao Hei when he was a child and became friends. When he grew up, the tacit understanding between the two would be even higher.

"Oh, tomorrow is Sunday." Li Wenxiu smiled, "Then take him on a horse tomorrow."

She walked to the bedroom, shouting, "Wenwen?Wenwen?"

When I arrived at the bedroom, I saw my son lying on the bed without moving, without covering the quilt, and his clothes were lifted up, revealing his waist and back.

Li Wenxiu felt extremely heartbroken. She quickly walked towards her son and patted her back gently: "Wenwen, you can't sleep like this, you will catch a cold. Wenwen? Are you really asleep? Didn't you sleep in the kindergarten?"

She picked up her son, subconsciously touched her forehead, and then said, "It's so hot! Sister Xu! Sister Xu!"

Xu Ying heard the shouts in the living room outside and hurried over: "Wenxiu, what's the matter?"

"Get the thermometer quickly! Wenwen seems to have a fever."

"Oh! What's going on? When I picked him up, he was still fine, lively and cute!"

"Don't worry about these, take your temperature first."

Xu Ying took the thermometer.

Li Wenxiu held his son in his arms, put the thermometer in his son's armpit, and hugged his arm tightly.

Xu Ying said: "It must have caught a cold in the kindergarten. When I picked him up today, I saw several children coughing so badly! This is an influenza cold!"

Li Wenxiu put her face on her son's forehead with heartache and felt the hot heat: "Oh, I must have a fever. Do you have any antipyretics at home?"

Xu Ying said: "No, Wenwen has never had a fever. The antipyretic medicines that I prepared at home have expired and thrown away. I'll buy some of them back."

Li Wenxiu said: "Look at the temperature first. If the fire is severe, take him to the hospital."

A few minutes later, Li Wenxiu took out the thermometer and handed it to Xu Ying.

Xu Ying looked at the mercury column with his eyes squinted and said, "38.9 degrees! This is a high fever."

"Send it to the hospital quickly." Li Wenxiu picked up her son and walked out without any hesitation.

Xu Ying said: "Call Wang Lin?"

Li Wenxiu thought of Wang Lin and Zhou Zhou's backs and said, "You call, hurry up!"

Xu Ying said aloud and quickly walked out of the living room to beat Wang Lin's elder brother.

Wang Lin and Zhou Bao came out to have a meal, but did not take the briefcase, nor did they take their elder brother. After dinner, they walked slowly along the river and did not rush to go home.

And Zhou Zhu's family now has no nanny.

Therefore, Xu Ying called Wang Lin but no one answered the call.

Xu Ying called twice in a row, but when he saw that no one answered, he called Wang Lin's pager and left a message: Wenwen has a fever, come back quickly.

Wang Lin's pager was also replaced by Hanxian's.

Leave messages like this, you can see them directly.

After Xu Ying finished calling, she quickly went downstairs and followed Li Wenxiu.

Li Wenxiu asked, "What did Wang Lin say? Are you back?"

"No one answered the phone call, I left him a message." Xu Ying said.

Li Wenxiu said: "Let's go to the hospital first."

They have not moved yet, so it is very convenient to go to the factory and hospital.

Wang Lin heard the pager ringing, took it off from his waist and looked at it. He was stunned and said, "Wenwen is sick!"

Zhou Zhu said: "What's the present?"

“I’ve had a fever.”

"Oh, that's nothing. It's very common for children to have fever, just take some medicine to get better. Xiaomi used to have a fever, and every time she was fed the medicine for a while."

Wang Lin originally wanted to go back, but after hearing what Zhou Zhu said, he was not in a hurry to go home. On the one hand, he seemed to pay too much attention to his son, and on the other hand, he seemed to have ignored his daughter's company too much in the past.

Zhou Zhu said: "Are you going home?"

Wang Lin coughed lightly and said tentatively: "Let's go back first!"

Zhou Zhou frowned slightly, and indeed showed a hint of unhappiness.

"Isn't it just a fever? Who hasn't had a fever? When Xiaomi had a fever before, I never alarmed you. Xiaomi is also your child! Do you think? You have a nanny and bodyguard at home, and there are so many people! You can't rush back with your eyes? You are not a doctor, and you can't help even if you go back."

Wang Lin smiled awkwardly and said, "That's it - OK, I won't go back."

Zhou Zhou said quietly: "You won't go back? Don't say that I stopped you and didn't let you go back! If you quarrel with her in the future, don't say that it's my fault."

Wang Lin was sweating in his palm. Now that he was fine, he couldn't go back, and he offended Zhou Zhu.

He shut his mouth rationally.

Zhou Zhou had no intention of shopping anymore and said, "Let's go home!"

After returning home silently, Zhou Zhou took Xiaomi from Wang Lin, took her on the sofa, and taught her daughter how to draw.

Wang Lin said: "Why don't you teach Xiaomi to play the piano?"

"Don't worry about playing the piano. Anyway, I teach her, so she learns very quickly. I want her to learn a few more interest courses. By the way, don't you know how to design? Design is also painting. You can teach Xiaomi's painting!"

"It's just a graffiti, she can do it right without teaching."

"I think you teach your son very patience! He said he wanted to ride a horse, so you would build a horse farm for him immediately! I thought you would build an art gallery for Xiaomi!"

Wang Lin smiled awkwardly and said, "When she grows up and becomes a painter, I can invest in a building of an art museum for her. I have already thought of the name, so I will call it Zhou Xiaomi Art Museum."

Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "Then you can set up an art school for her first and invite a few more art teachers to teach her."

"It depends on whether she is really interested. Let's not do things that can help grow."

"Look at how good she draws it? The horizontal and vertical lines are drawn very straight."

Wang Lin sat over, looked at his daughter painting, and smiled and said, "It's really true, she has talent!"

He also became interested in watching Xiaomi draw. He picked up a crayon and drew it next to him: "Xiaomi, is it okay to teach you how to draw?"

"Okay!" Xiaomi agreed crisply, "Dad draws a sun."

Wang Lin drew a sun.

The sun looks simple, but it is difficult to draw the sun round.

Xiaomi learned to draw circles, but even draw several of them was not the same.

Wang Lin said: "Xiaomi, you need to practice more. Da Vinci learned to draw eggs. He drew for several years. The draft paper he drew was higher than his people, which laid a solid foundation."

Where did Zhou Xiaomi understand these? She just kept drawing circles.

After all, the child's patience is limited. After drawing a few circles, he didn't want to draw it anymore. He threw down the crayon and ran away.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Look at her, how can she have the patience to learn painting? She is just painting and playing around now. When she is really interested, I will teach her again!"

Zhou Zhou gave him a blank look: "I think you are absent-minded, right? Are you thinking about your family?"

Wang Lin said: "I didn't think about my family! Don't mess with me."

"Hmph! Is there any, you know in your heart! Anyway, I'm going to say it here today, you are not allowed to go home! You promised me first and stay here with me!"

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To be continued...