Chapter 134: Chapter 134: Mind’s Flooded
“It seems not only did water get into your lungs, but it also got into your brain,” Gu Zhihan retorted irritably, but upon seeing the young girl looking as pitiful as a drenched chicken, his heart softened and he bent down to pick her up from the ground, “Forget it, I won’t be mad at you anymore, I’ll take you home to bathe and change out of these wet clothes.”
His voice had lost its earlier irritability, leaving only soothing warmth and a full sense of security.
“Mmm!” Mengmeng clung tightly to his collar, her small head nestled in his embrace.
Although his own clothes were completely drenched, carrying the fishy smell of river water, at that moment, Mengmeng felt his chest was wonderfully fragrant and warm, just like blankets in her home that had just been warmed by the sun.
Gu Zhihan glanced down at her briefly before quickly striding into the house with long steps.
The young uncle hastily followed with a guilty conscience.
“You little rascal, what were you thinking, taking Mengmeng to play by the river? I’ll beat you to death,” as soon as they arrived home, Grandma Luo immediately picked up her walking stick and started hitting him with it upon hearing what happened.
“I didn’t know Mengmeng would fall into the river,” the young uncle dodged while begging for mercy, “And now Mengmeng is safely rescued, can’t you stop hitting me?”
“What if she hadn’t been?” Gu Zhihan saw him still daring to argue and swept an icy look over him before addressing Grandma Luo, “Grandma Luo, please make sure to discipline him properly, so he remembers this lesson; otherwise, who knows what trouble he’ll cause next time.”
“You’re absolutely right!”
“This little scoundrel deserves a good thrashing!”
Grandpa Luo joined in, snatching a rolling pin from the side.
What was a one-on-one beating had now become mixed doubles.
“Isn’t it enough that I admitted I was wrong… ouch… it hurts… stop hitting me… stop hitting me…”
The poor young uncle, clutching his soon-to-be-flowered butt, scampered about in a miserable plight.
Come on, he’s their own flesh and blood; do they really need to be so harsh?
And that Gu Zhihan, a total troublemaker!
“Achoo!” Just then, Mengmeng suddenly sneezed a few times, coincidentally spraying Gu Zhihan’s face.
“You…” Gu Zhihan’s face was lined with exasperation, about to give her a lecture, but seeing her slightly sickly little face, he couldn’t bring himself to scold her; concern took over, “You might be catching a cold, first go take a hot bath, get out of those wet clothes.”
As he spoke, he carried her quickly toward the direction of the bathroom.
Once inside the bathroom, he set her down in the bathtub and turned on the faucet, letting the water quickly fill the tub.
“Husband, you remember to take a bath too, don’t catch cold!”
When he had almost finished filling the tub, Mengmeng pointed at him, reminding him.
For the sake of rescuing her, he too was all wet.
“Mhm.” Gu Zhihan responded while turning off the bathtub’s faucet, then gestured for her to hurry up and take her bath, while he turned to leave, “Be quick, don’t play in the water for too long.”
He said this because every time Mengmeng took a bath, she would fill the bathtub with a bunch of toys, playing like a three-year-old child, managing to entertain herself for an hour or two.
“How could I dare to play with water now…” Mengmeng answered him sadly.
Even though he shouldn’t have, Gu Zhihan couldn’t help but curl his lip slightly.
When Mengmeng finished bathing and came out, she saw Gu Zhihan, who had also taken a bath, standing outside holding a bowl of medicine.
“Husband, what are you doing?” Mengmeng’s eyes immediately widened, suddenly having a bad feeling.