At this moment, Zhang Yu's slightly sinister words came from behind Uncle Zhao: "Mr. Sun, what are you trying to hide from me?"
"Nothing, nothing." Looking at Zhang Yu with a straight face, Mr. Sun felt a little guilty when he thought of what he had just said.
He didn't insist on hiding it from Xiaoyu, but he was afraid that Xiaoyu would be anxious about this matter, so he told everyone not to tell Xiaoyu.
Besides, it's nothing serious and he will be discharged from the hospital in two days.
"Tell me, why didn't someone notify me when such a big thing happened?
Also, I didn’t go back for just one night, why did such a big thing happen to you?
If such a big thing happened, you just didn’t want to inform me as soon as possible, but you actually wanted to hide it from me..."
The more Zhang Yu said, the lower Mrs. Sun's head lowered. While lowering his head to admit his mistake, he looked for help at Uncle Zhao, who was standing aside watching the fun.
His eyes met with Old Mrs. Sun's, looking at the plea for help in Sun's eyes, and looking at Zhang Yu who looked dissatisfied and wanted to get angry at any time, Uncle Zhao silently took a step back.
He lowered his head and looked at his hand, as if it was something new he had never seen before.
Xiaoyu has never been so angry before, so he didn't try to get closer at this time.
Besides, he also felt that Mr. Sun did something wrong this time and should be scolded!
Don't think that he is easy to fool. I believe that Mr. Sun allowed that distant relative whom he had not seen for eight hundred years to approach him because of that blood relationship.
After being neighbors for so many years, why didn't he know that Mr. Sun was so interested in his son's bloodline?
You can fool others, but you can never fool him.
Mr. Sun allowed his distant nephew to approach him. There was a high probability that the distant nephew had a problem and wanted to get something else from that person.
I don’t even think about how old I am, but I still dare to take risks alone.
The key point is that he, the elder in the courtyard, was not informed about such a big event so that he could be mentally prepared.
Forced by Mr. Sun, Uncle Zhao took his identity as an uncle seriously for the first time.
The more Uncle Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became. But when he saw Mr. Sun on the hospital bed, he felt a little relieved. That boy was timid and did not dare to kill anyone and silence him.
But then I thought about it, if that kid was more cruel and really killed him, would he be able to escape at such an old age?
The more Uncle Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became. In the end, instead of interceding for Mr. Sun, he said angrily: "A certain person still thinks he is a young man at his old age. Why is he trying to infiltrate the enemy's ranks?"
This sentence pushed Mr. Sun completely into the ditch.
Sure enough, when Zhang Yu heard this, his face turned dark.
Mr. Sun, who was sitting on the hospital bed, saw that no one was helping him. Even the patients next to him were lowering their heads and smiling sullenly, and couldn't help but glare at them.
Then he pitifully said to Zhang Yu: "I will definitely not hide it from you next time."
"Next time, there will be a next time!" Zhang Yu frowned and glared at Mr. Sun: "Also, do you think I was talking about your injury? I was talking about your danger."
Don't think that you can't figure out his thoughts because he doesn't know the inside story.
No wonder you want to do more and don’t care how old you are?
After listening to Zhang Yu's words, Mr. Sun subconsciously looked at Zhang Yu with shocked eyes, his eyes full of: "How did you know?"
"Humph, if you don't want others to be ignorant, unless you do nothing, you don't even look at how old you are, and you are still playing this trick, and you don't think about how a young and strong boy like him is really angry and embarrassed, and rushes in.
You were so cruel, what should you do?
If he really gets ruthless, you will make the whole world unable to respond, and the whole world will not respond.
There are so many young people, why is it not your turn to take risks?"
"I know I was wrong. There will never be a next time." Mr. Sun was stunned for a moment by what Zhang Yu said, and he almost swore that he would never do that again in the future.
Seeing that he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, and it seemed that he really knew that he was wrong, Zhang Yu's expression finally softened a little.
"Forget it this time. If you do this again next time, I can't control you. I have to go to some grandpas to complain and let them talk to you."
"No, no, don't bother me. Your grandfathers are sleeping well, so you don't need to wake them up." Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun felt numb all over. His sons have been gone for so many years.
Don't bother them just because of your own trivial matters.
Mainly because he was a little frightened when he thought that each of his sons looked more like an old woman than the other, and looked more like an old woman when they had a straight face.
Seeing Old Mrs. Sun's appearance, Zhang Yu finally got rid of the anger in his heart.
Humph! He can’t cure an old child!
Seeing that the matter was resolved, Uncle Zhao finally came forward. He pointed at the satchel in Zhang Yu's hand and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, didn't you bring food to Mr. Sun? This is it.
, The old man must be hungry, take it out quickly and let me see what you have prepared?"
Someone gave me steps, and Zhang Yu walked down the steps. He put aside the baggage containing a change of clothes, and then took out the prepared meals one by one.
Looking at the food Zhang Yu brought out, Mrs. Sun suddenly felt that he was not aggrieved. He looked at the box of braised pork with bright eyes and sighed: "Xiao Yu still understands my taste and knows that I like this one.
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After saying that, he couldn't wait to pick up the tachyon, put a piece of tachyon in his mouth, and chewed it with satisfaction.
"It's delicious! It's a pity that there is no wine. Braised pork and small wine are really happy days!" Mr. Sun said and looked at Zhang Yu with longing eyes. He remembered that Xiaoyu still had two bottles of good wine.
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As soon as he said these words, Uncle Zhao standing next to him and the patient in the next bed became extremely hungry.
They are also good drinkers. What kind of good life will it be if you pair braised pork with a little wine?
But Zhang Yu cruelly interrupted their fantasy: "Don't think about it, you can eat meat, but you must not drink wine."
"Really not? Just a little, just drink a little." Mr. Sun said while gesturing with his fingers, indicating that he would only drink a little.
"Don't think about it, I will never let you drink.
You forgot that the last time you were sick, the doctor had warned you not to let you drink or smoke. You have forgotten that."
Zhang Yu ignored Old Mrs. Sun's disappointed and gloomy look at all and firmly rejected his request.
Finally, as if he had thought of something, he first looked at Old Man Sun up and down, making him feel uncomfortable all over, and then while he was nervous, he suddenly asked: "Have you been drinking secretly recently?"
"No, I didn't drink." Hearing these words suddenly, Mr. Sun almost jumped up.
