Zhong Ping was not left alone for too long, and the conversation also turned to him. Xiong Dan's original words were this: "I have never seen my brother bring friends to see me since I lived with him."
This suddenly made Zhong Ping feel a thriving sense of pride in his heart, and he said to his sister: "We are still colleagues."
Xiong Dan's expression froze for a moment, and he looked at Zhong Ping without saying anything for a long time. Zhong Ping couldn't tell why the atmosphere was so strange, so he continued to open the topic: "The children in our place also like your brother, so go to the kindergarten."
One stop is simply a public lover.”
"Kindergarten? Brother, do you work in a kindergarten?" Xiong Dan has a sharp ear and grasps the important information tightly.
Xiong Weiqun also stiffened his expression as usual, and then nodded: "I am now teaching a class in a kindergarten, and I am a colleague of this guy."
Xiong Dan became excited again and pestered her brother to hear what happened in the kindergarten. Her child was quite lovable. After these dozens of minutes of visits, Zhong Ping's prejudice against the post-00s generation had also been greatly reduced.
few.
However, the reunion was short-lived, and the forty-minute visit quickly turned the page. Before the two left, Xiong Dan asked one last question: "Brother, when will you come to see me again?" Zhong Ping felt that the atmosphere was tense at that moment.
Became sad.
"I'll come see you as soon as I'm free. You have to work hard to treat your illness. My brother is waiting for you to come home and stay." Xiong Weiqun finally shook his fist to Xiong Dan as a sign of encouragement.
When the two people left the ward, the nurse on duty came up to them, took them to the room between them, changed clothes, and brought them out again. When getting Zhong Ping's bag, she said to Xiong Weiqun: "Mr. Xiong, we found that you left
No one answered the call, could you please leave a regular mobile phone?"
"Is there not enough money?" Xiong Weiqun's first reaction was to think of this aspect, "Don't stop treatment! I will take it if there is no money!"
The nurse shook her head: "There is still a lot left. I just want to say, after all, I think... you and your sister have a very good relationship, and we also want to take the responsibility of notifying you of her new news in real time... She recently donated bone marrow.
There are a lot of people, and we will try our best to help her."
Xiong Weiqun felt relieved and realized that the phone number left by his sister when she was admitted to the hospital seemed to be at home. Now there is no one at home, so of course no one answers the call. Thinking about his own mobile phone again, his sense of presence is really weak and he does not use it every day.
I haven't charged it for a long time and I don't know where it was stuffed in Zhong Ping's house.
But when he heard that there was a new bone marrow, he didn't know which one might be successful in matching. He pushed Zhong Ping in a hurry and asked Zhong Ping to leave the phone number with the nurse so that he could call him in City B.
During this time, my family can receive timely news from my sister.
Feeling that thriving pride again, Zhong Ping left his phone number with the nurse, and then followed Xiong Weiqun and the two of them out of the hospital.
"Where are we going?" Zhong Ping returned the conversation level to that of just getting off the train.
Xiong Weiqun's face was expressionless, contrary to the attitude he had just asked Zhong Ping to leave his phone number: "I want to go home, you can do it yourself."
Where did you come from? Zhong Ping had no choice but to follow Xiong Weiqun home in despair.
The two of them squeezed onto the bus again. As the bus bumped, they finally got off the bus in a place that was neither prosperous nor desolate. Xiong Weiqun walked quickly with his head buried in the air, turned a few corners in the building and walked into one.
An old six-story building.
Zhong Ping followed Xiong Weiqun upstairs. He watched Xiong Weiqun open the door of his house unskillfully, followed Xiong Weiqun into the house, turned on the light and took a good look at Xiong Weiqun's home.
I can't say whether it is bigger or smaller than the house Zhong Ping rented. The area seems to be about the same, but it is cut into three bedrooms and one living room, which makes it look much more compact. And it can be seen that no one has been here for a long time, and there is thick dirt on the floor.
There is a thick layer of gray, and traces of the last return of the Xiong Weiqun can be vaguely seen.
Zhong Ping played a detective game in the house. He followed Xiong Weiqun's last clean footprints and found Xiong Weiqun's bedroom. When he saw the footprints, he stopped in front of the closet, then went to the bedside, and then left the room from the bedside.
Lonely and not messy at all, it looks a little sad.
After playing the detective game, Mrs. Zhong Ping got up and started to clean up the house. During this period, Xiong Weiqun shouted "Stop it" and "No one lives here" several times, but she did not stop Zhong Ping.
Zhong Ping unexpectedly found half a box of rotten eggs in the refrigerator that was still powered on. As the lowest level of the working class, he complained that this lifestyle was too decadent.
In the end, Xiong Weiqun had no choice but to lift up the quilt and lay down on the bed, completely ignoring Zhong Ping's tricks at home.