Savage Love On His Wheelchair
749 Prove it with action

"Okay, mommy promises you that when we find the right person, mommy will hand over the job at hand to him and then come back to stay with you guys!"

"Mom......"

Rosemary hugged Judy and cried out in a petulant manner.

Rosemary, who lost her mother's love since she was a child, Judy's love was like a belated love to her, which she cherished extraordinarily.

"The Great Young Lady, Young Master's call!"

The housekeeper walks up to Rosemary with the phone and hands it to her.

"Wilson!"

"Rosemary, just now Marcy called and said he has found Elliott and Mayme, because there was a landslide on the mountain road over there, he may have to be delayed there for a few days, he asked me to give you a safe report first!"

Wilson's voice was slightly tired on the other side of the phone. He hadn't closed his eyes since he got back because of Chad and dealing with the eyes Cora had planted in the company these past few days. "They weren't hurt, were they!"

"No, it's just some minor scrapes on Mayme's feet, it's no longer a big deal!"

"It's good to find it!"

It was perhaps the best news in days, and Rosemary was so excited that tears came out of her eyes.

"Well, since the person has been found, you shouldn't worry too much, now that Marcy is over there, you can rest easy too!"

"Well, thank you!"

Holding the phone tightly, Rosemary spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Fool, your business is also my business, there is no need to be so polite between us!"

Wilson's low voice rang out on the other side of the phone, his voice gentle as water.

The secretary stood in the doorway looking at Wilson's gentle look, not knowing how envious she was of that woman.

"President, it's time for the meeting!"

"Be right there!"

Glancing at the secretary standing in the doorway, Wilson said indifferently.

"Well, if you really want to thank me, wait until I go back tonight to prove it with practical actions, I have to go to a meeting, see you tonight!"

Hanging up the phone, Rosemary's face floated a few shades of red, but thinking about it, even though they've been married for so many years and now have kids, it seems like they really have very little in that department.

"It's Wilson's phone, right!"

Judy, who was sitting on the sofa hugging Nina, suddenly spoke up, looking at her own daughter's shy face with delight.

"Well, he said Marcy had found Mayme and the others and told me not to worry!"

"That's good!"

After sitting for a while, Judy said she had something to take care of and went back to her room. Rosemary asked the kitchen to make a pot of chicken soup to give to Wilson at lunchtime.

"Mr. Williams, you may not be able to leave today, because the rain is relatively heavy, the mountain road occurred serious landslides, and now the rain is still continuing to fall, and everyone is now afraid to go to clear the rocks, maybe you have to stay here for a few days!"

The mayor came back from outside with a little umbrella, saw Marcy sitting in his living room, and went up to say.

"Village chief, is there a town near this village of yours?"

If you want to stay for a few days, so many of them first have to solve the first place to eat and live, although this village chief is very warm, but he is not good to keep bothering people.

"The road to the town also has to go through the landslide that road, also can not go!"

Carl, who came in behind, continued, and seeing Marcy's frown, continued, "If you don't mind our humble home, you can stay at my house for a few days!"

"I have more than a dozen brothers' behind me, can I trouble you to arrange it for me?"

"Don't worry about this, I happen to have several empty rooms at home, I'll have my old partner pack it out later and let them stay here."

The village chief is very enthusiastic, because their village has only one exit, so usually there are few outsiders to come, not to mention that it happens to be the middle of the year, basically the young people in the family have gone out to work, at home are basically like their age.

Carl wouldn't have stayed home if it weren't for his mother.

"Then I'll trouble you!"

"No trouble, no trouble, it just so happens that we have nothing to do!"

The village headman waved his hand, his face near the middle of the year was covered with vicissitudes, but his face was always covered with a faint smile.

"Since I can't go back for the time being, I'll take Elliott to my aunt!" Just before taking this opportunity to go to Auntie and ask her to make lotus wine, maybe even bring two bottles to my sister!

With that in mind, Mayme took Elliott's little hand, smiled and spoke to Carl, "Carl, let's go back!"

"Good!"

The words fell, Carl a will Elliott in his arms, Mayme hand holding an umbrella, that image in the eyes of others how to look warm and fell in the eyes of Marcy, but extraordinarily harsh. "It's better if I carry Elliott!"

Marcy strides up to Carl, and as soon as she has Elliott in her arms, she heads out into the rain.

Mayme didn't think much of it and followed with her umbrella.

This season of May is not very hot, the road is lined with farmland, the breeze gently blowing with tiny raindrops, floating in mid-air, not far from a few acres of fields of lotus leaves swaying, a pink lotus flower from the middle of the lotus leaves stand out, the summer breeze gently blowing, like a fairy that does not eat fireworks.

The lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are red. Out of the sludge but not dyed, wash clear lotus but not demon!

At this moment, Mayme seems to truly appreciate why those poets in the past commented so much on the beauty of lotus.

Because only when you see it with your own eyes can you really feel the meaning of those verses.

"Carl, did your village people grow those lotus flowers themselves?"

Mayme suddenly stopped and asked, pointing to the lotus flowers on the side of the road.

Marcy, because she stopped, also could not help but look in the direction she pointed, and a beautiful picture came into view.

"Well, these lotus flowers are lotus seed eaters, and that one over there is the lotus root eater!"

"Is there a distinction in this?"

Carl smiled faintly and said, "Of course, there is basically no lotus root for eating lotus seeds, and there is basically no lotus seed for eating lotus seeds!"

"I always thought lotus flowers eat roots and lotus seeds all together?"

Listening to Carl's introduction, Mayme said with embarrassment.

"You, who claim to be a gourmet, didn't think you even know this?"

Marcy gave her a contemptuous look, but when she thought of the chicken soup she made, she couldn't help but admire it in her heart.

"What's wrong with gourmets? Is it not possible for a gourmet to have what he doesn't know? Didn't your old man tell you that knowledge is like an ocean, and even if you learn it all your life, you'll never finish it?"

Glaring at him, Mayme shoved the umbrella in her hand into his, and then spoke to Carl: "Carl, auntie said you can make wine with lotus flowers, is that taking the lotus flowers here?"