The fact that Meng Jianwan was tied up has been kept from the Meng family until now. It doesn't matter to other people, mainly because they are afraid that Mei Sixiu is worried. They also kept it tightly with the two old ladies living in the manor in the suburbs, for fear that they will be frightened when they hear it, and older people will not be able to listen to this.

But Mei Sixiu still heard the sound of the wind. On the third day after the two were hospitalized, she rushed to the hospital.

Liang Rushui had just left, and Meng Jianwan sat on the sofa, with his legs on the coffee table in front, and he was holding the newly purchased mobile phone in his hand to download a bunch of software, and there were snacks in his arms.

Song Yu was naturally still lying on the hospital bed and couldn't move. The gauze on his head was replaced with a new one, like a puppet.

There was a knock on the door outside. Meng Jianwan thought Liang Rushui had fallen something, so he put away his legs and stood up to open the door. Unexpectedly, Mei Sixiu was caught in his eyes, and his expression was very surprised.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Mei Sixiu's eyes turned red as soon as she saw her, her voice choked, and her words were difficult to speak: "If I hadn't heard the news accidentally, would you not plan to tell me? How could you hide it from me if such a big thing happened?"

Meng Jianwan's scalp was numb, so he hurriedly took her and patted her back, and patiently said, "Okay, okay, it's not right for me, don't you cry, am I standing in front of you? Don't worry."

Song Yu watched the mother and daughter hug each other and bent the corners of her mouth slightly.

Mei Sixiu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked Meng Jian up and down at night. She confirmed that she was not seriously injured, so she went to see Song Yu on the hospital bed. Song Yu said hello when she was sweeping her eyes.

The tears that Mei Sixiu stopped flowed out again.

Song Yu: "..."

The first time he saw his elder crying so violently in front of him, he felt a little helpless and kept giving Meng Jianwan a look and signaling her to think of a solution.

Meng Jianwan shrugged.

This is why she refused to tell Mei Sixiu, because she knew that her mother had never experienced strong storms in her life and could not bear it when she encountered a very small thing, let alone kidnapping, which can only be seen in film and television dramas and social news. She must have been frightened.

In order not to let tears flood the entire ward, Meng Jianwan decided to coax his old mother again: "Song Yu's injury is a little worse than mine, but he is also well. The doctor said that he would be cured after a period of cultivation."

Mei Sixiu didn't want her son-in-law to make a joke, so she wiped her tears with the tissue that Meng Jianwan handed over, and her voice intermittently: "What, why...what...is this happening?"

Meng Jianwan said perfunctorily: "Accidents are all accidents."

Of course, the details cannot be told to Mei Sixiu. If she listened, she would definitely think about it at night and would not be able to sleep well.

Meng Jianwan comforted the person, waited for her to calm down and asked, "How did you know?"

"Your brother heard from someone and said that Song Yu was injured, so I asked your mother-in-law. She said a few words to me, but I rushed over immediately without asking carefully." Speaking of this, Mei Sixiu frowned her delicate eyebrows in dissatisfaction and blamed her, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Meng Jianwan: "It's all over. It's not much difference if one person knows more and one person knows less."

"Is mom someone else?"

"I didn't mean that..." Meng Jianwan couldn't explain.

Song Yu interrupted at the right time: "Wanwan didn't tell you that he was afraid that you would worry, so don't blame her."

Mei Sixiu pursed her lips. She was not blaming her. She was just worried, worried, sad, and afraid. Not all mothers are like this. The child is frightened if he has a little bump, let alone kidnapping.

Song Yu asked Meng Jianwan to help lift the hospital bed. He leaned on the bed, avoiding the thrilling part, and told Mei Sixiu what happened.

Since she already knows it, it is easy for her to hide it too much, and she will be more worried the more she thinks about it. It is better to tell her some truth selectively so that she can know that things are not as dangerous as she imagined. Imagination is always more boundless than reality.

Mei Sixiu really relaxed a lot, but her eyebrows were still frowning, touching Meng Jianwan's hair: "Fortunately, Song Yu always cared about you, and found out that you were missing immediately."

Meng Jianwan discovered that Song Yu had a better time than her, so he nodded and agreed: "Yes, thanks to him falling from the sky and rescuing me from the criminals, I was able to stand here safely. To express my gratitude, I decided to repay his life-saving grace with my body."

Mei Sixiu burst out laughing: "It's your skin."

Song Yu lowered his eyelashes and smiled so hard that his eyes bent, with a gentle light under his eyes.

Mei Sixiu seemed to suddenly remember something: "What time is it now? I'm going back to stew soup for you. I don't know if it's time to see the time..."

"No, no, we just ate it." Meng Jianwan said hurriedly, "The aunt at home cooks and delivers it every day, and she doesn't bring any heavy soups. I have gained two pounds."

Mei Sixiu nodded, and realized that Liang Rushui should have taken good care of them, so she didn't mention it again.

The mother and daughter sat down and talked for a while, but did not avoid Song Yu. He listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a sentence or two. Mei Sixiu was worried that staying here for too long would disturb Song Yu's rest, so she got up with her bag and wanted to leave. After thinking about it, she pulled Meng Jianwan outside the ward.

A young nurse passed by in the corridor and glanced at them. She probably knew Meng Jianwan and was slightly surprised. She quickly withdrew her gaze and walked over in a hurry.

"What are you going to say to me?"

Meng Jianwan leaned against the wall next to the door frame. She was no longer wearing a hospital gown, wearing her own clothes. She was loose sweatshirt and home pants, and she pulled cloth slippers. The clothes were loosely hung on her body, making her tall and slender. Her long hair was loose and her skin was white, which was hard to hide her beauty, but she had a slightly lazy temperament.

"Song Yu was injured so seriously, but it was to save you. I felt sorry for him when I saw it. This child is really speechless to you, and he has given you his life." Mei Sixiu said as she thought of Song Yu's appearance, her voice was choked again, "You must take good care of him and don't be tantrums, do you know?"

"...I understand." Meng Jianwan put his hand in his pocket, a little speechless. How worried was her mother to her, thinking she would bully Song Yu at this time?

Mei Sixiu touched her face and wiped the corner of her eyes: "Okay, I'll leave, I'll come to see you tomorrow. Your mother-in-law is so tired to run here every day. I'll go back and discuss with her and take turns to make food to bring her to rest. Also, you should pay more attention to your health."

Meng Jianwan nodded obediently and did not express any comments.

After watching Mei Sixiu walk into the elevator, she turned around and entered the ward. When she met Song Yu's slightly curious eyes, he asked, "What did your mother-in-law say to you?"

Meng Jianwan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. He took off his shoes, bent one leg, put it on the edge of the bed, and looked at him with his head tilted: "My mother told me to take good care of you, for fear that I would bully people with a tantrum. To be honest, I didn't take good care of you, so I would almost bring you shit and pee. Oh no, I also..."

Song Yu's body shook, covered her mouth, and warned her tone: "Meng Jianwan."

How could she say anything openly without any scruples. Then she thought, wasn't that what she was like? Song Yu had no choice.

Meng Jianwan made a "ok" gesture, and she wouldn't say it's okay.

Song Yu looked at her and confirmed that there was a sincere attitude of admitting mistakes in her eyes. Then she hesitated to put down her hand. However, the next second, Meng Jianwan returned to her old ways: "You don't let me say, don't look for me next time you pee."

“…”

Song Yu was so embarrassed that she wanted to jump out of the ward window. What, can she, that's it!

Female bandit?!!!

Meng Jianwan looked at the empty water cup on the bedside table, raised his eyebrows, and asked intimately: "Do you drink water, husband, I'll pour you water."

Song Yu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. She wasn't taking care of the patient at all. She might just think that he couldn't move now and looked as interesting as a toy doll.

But he was also possessed. She called her husband and he could follow her everything.

"Drink." Song Yu said.

Meng Jian nodded, got up and put on his slippers, picked up the thermos bottle, poured half a cup of hot water, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and mixed some cold water into it, which was just not hot.

"Drink it." She picked up the water cup and handed it to him, afraid that he would choke, so she put a straw. She could drink it as soon as she lowered her head. It can be said that the service was quite thoughtful.

Song Yu bit the straw with her hand, drank half a glass of water, raised his eyelashes and saw her joking eyes, and he was immediately choked by the water.

Meng Jianwan touched the top of his head: "Don't rush to drink slowly, no one will snatch you." The tone of speaking seemed to comfort his silly son.

Song Yu: "..."

After Song Yu finished drinking, Meng Jianwan put down the water cup and patted his hands: "Isn't it just to take care of people, who can't? Tell me, what else do you want to do?"

Song Yu: "Eat apples." He thought that the way she peeled apples looked good, and he could watch them for a long time.

Meng Jianwan nodded and said ok. He picked up apples with big heads from the fruit plate, held them in his hand and threw them up, and began to lower his head to peel them, seriously and focused.

After the two of them had eaten an apple, she asked again: "What else do you want to do?"

Meng Jianwan decided to follow the words "take good care of him" to the end. Song Yu felt amused, but he really began to think about what he was going to do.

"I want to go outside," he said.

"It's not possible yet. In a few days, I'll push the wheelchair to take you out. I'll bask in the sun like the old man and the old lady below the building to get some breath." Meng Jianwan shook his legs one after another, and he didn't do it right. His eyebrows were flying as he spoke, and his eyes were smiling, making people unable to tell the truth or falsehood in his words.

But Song Yu believes she will do what she says.

Meng Jianwan asked: "What else?"

Song Yu was silent for a long time, and he really couldn't remember what he was going to do. Looking at Meng Jianwan's eyes, he always felt that it would be difficult to miss this opportunity and ask for her.

He thought about his wish seriously, and finally he really thought of one.

“I want to have a wedding.”

Meng Jianwan unexpectedly said this suddenly, and his whole body was fixed as if he had been cast by a fixed spell. After a long time, she blinked, and the surprise and surprise were reflected on her face.

"Are you... sure?" she asked back.

Song Yu said solemnly: "I can't confirm anymore, I just want to hold a wedding, and there is no other requirement."

Meng Jian nodded late, nodded again, as if thinking, and finally compromised: "Okay, it's just a wedding, how big a thing! Is one enough for you to perform? If not enough, let's do two!"

“…”

Song Yu was so happy that she was coaxed by her words the other second ago. When she heard the words behind her, her face turned black, but she was still very happy.

She promised him.

Meng Jianwan gently poked the plaster on his leg and said earnestly, "It hurts for a hundred days, Song Xiaoyu, now it is already autumn. You can't hold a wedding in a short time. I don't want to wear a wedding dress in the middle of winter. Next year, we will hold a wedding next year." She felt that she was so easy to talk to.

Song Yu pursed his lips and stared at her straight, as if he wanted to look into her heart through her eyes.

"Don't you believe me?" Meng Jianwan leaned back and looked at him with a squint, "When will the words Meng Jianwan say never count?"

Song Yu: "I believe it."

His legs are indeed inconvenient, and wedding preparations also take time. It only takes once in a lifetime, so you can't just pass it in sloppy.

Meng Jianwan was about to laugh when he thought about it. Other couples were girls who wanted a romantic, beautiful, dreamy, and grand wedding. The man generally didn't care about it. This was different at her family. She paid great attention to these things. She wanted to hold a wedding from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. He always thought about it if he didn't hold a wedding, and he would always ask it in front of her from time to time.

Song Jiaojiao's name is right, Meng Jianwan has no choice but to use his girlish heart.

"I want to get better soon and then prepare for the wedding." Song Yu slapped the quilt with both hands, as if flapping his wings, and laughed happily.

Meng Jianwan looked at his stupid look and felt inexplicably happy.

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That's right, it's a female bandit!

Updated at 9:30 ~
Chapter completed!