Six hundred and forty-nine, uneasy and kind-hearted
Zhao Wenzhuo, who felt that there was suddenly no movement behind him, turned his head and followed his wife's gaze to see Zhang Yu standing at the door. He was also surprised: "Xiaoyu, why are you here?"
"I'm here to deliver dumplings to you." Zhang Yu shook the satchel in his hand.
Before the two of them could speak, he continued: "Guess who I brought here?"
"Who?" The couple subconsciously looked towards the door.
Zhang Yu took a step forward, blocking the view of the two of them, and said with a playful smile: "You will never guess."
Zhang Wenzhuo looked at the expression on Zhang Yu's face and seemed to have thought of something. Regardless of the wounds on his body, he took two steps toward the door and said excitedly: "Brother, brother, are you here?"
Hearing this, Zhao Youtian, who was waiting at the door, couldn't bear it anymore and rushed in directly to give Zhao Wenzhuo a hug.
"As long as you're okay, it's okay!" There was some trembling in his tone, but more of it was a feeling of joy.
The two brothers, who had not seen each other for a long time, were chatting there for a long time. Zhao Youtian just turned his attention to his younger brother and sister standing next to him, and said with some embarrassment: "Brother and sister, I was a little excited just now."
"It's okay, brother, please sit down." Zhang Guifang said as she pulled out a stool from under the bed and placed it next to Zhao Youtian.
"Okay, okay, sister-in-law, you should also sit down."
After the excitement, Zhao Wenzhuo had time to ask the doubts in his heart: "Brother, why didn't you say hello to me when you came to Beijing, so I could pick you up!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youtian, who was originally very happy, suddenly turned pale. He glared hard at Zhao Wenzhuo, who dared to fight with him: "You still want to pick me up, even with these injuries on your body!"
"Brother, I'm fine, I'm really fine!" Zhao Wenzhuo would only show his childishness when facing Zhao Youtian. Just like now, he still wants to quibble even though he has been caught.
"Hmph!" Zhao Youtian snorted coldly. He raised Zhao Wenzhuo by himself. How could he not know his temper?
"After all these years, your stubborn temper has never changed at all.
Don’t I know what kind of character you are? If the injury was minor, you would have lifted up your clothes to show me the wound. How could you be so covert and perfunctory like this?"
The more Zhao Youtian talked, the angrier he became. He had heard the rumor. If he hadn't heard it, wouldn't such a big thing have been hidden away?
To be honest, if he hadn't been worried about his injuries, he would have been beaten.
Zhao Wenzhuo felt the dangerous aura emanating from Zhao Youtian very keenly. In order to prevent his elder brother from being beaten even though he was so old, he hurriedly changed the subject: "Brother, it's not easy for you to come here. You must stay a few more days this time."
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"I'm relieved to see you're fine. I'll go back tomorrow. There's still work waiting for me at home."
As soon as he heard what he said, Zhao Wenzhuo immediately became anxious: "Brother, it's been so many years since you've been here, why don't you have to stay a few more days.
Then let a few children accompany you to walk around, climb the Great Wall, go to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag-raising ceremony, and then go to Quanjude to try their roast duck."
"Farewell, farewell, let's forget about the Great Wall. My old bones can't bear all the trouble. I can go to Tiananmen Square."
When it came to going to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag-raising ceremony, Zhao Youtian became very excited.
He has never been to Tiananmen Square in his life.
Seeing the interest in Zhao Youtian's eyes, Zhao Wenzhuo quickly continued: "Brother, there are photographers over there in Tiananmen Square. If you go back with a photo taken standing in Tiananmen Square, the people in the village may be more envious of you.
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Hearing this, Zhao Youtian became even more excited.
But on the surface, he still pretended not to care: "Look at what you said, whether you are envious or not, I just want to see the world."
"Okay, then I will accompany you." Zhao Wenzhuo tried to change his mind and kept him for a few days.
"Go, go, go, you just know how to fool me. I don't know how long it will take for you to recover from your injury."
Yep, I still want to fool him with this little trick.
Just looking at the disappointment in Zhao Wenzhuo's eyes, Zhao Youtian felt distressed after all. He was calculating in his mind how many days he and the captain would take off, how many centimeters he would lose during these days' leave, and how much food would be distributed.
Finally, I made a heart-wrenching decision: "Stop pretending, at worst I'll go back the day after tomorrow."
Zhao Wenzhuo was overjoyed when he heard that the day after tomorrow was over, but his appearance remained unchanged, and he dreamed of keeping his eldest brother for a few more days.
"Brother, how about you stay here for a week before leaving?" Zhao Wenzhuo knew his eldest brother's temper well and did not dare to ask too much.
"Fuck off! It'll be the day after tomorrow. If you don't want to, change it back to tomorrow."
Zhao Wenzhuo knew his temper, so how could he not understand Zhao Wenzhuo's temper.
I have already let go once today. If I let go again, that kid will most likely delay me until the Chinese New Year.
"Oh." Zhao Wenzhuo drooped his face after being scolded, looking pitiful.
Zhang Guifang couldn't help but laugh when she looked at her man's rarely exposed child.
Hearing his wife's laughter, Zhao Wenzhuo remembered that he and his eldest brother were not the only ones in the ward.
Thinking that his performance just now was noticed by his wife, his ears suddenly turned red.
His eyes searched everywhere, trying to find a topic that could alleviate his embarrassment.
His eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Yu's satchel on the table, and he quickly said: "Xiao Yu, didn't you say there are dumplings? Take them out and let me see if your craftsmanship has improved?"
Zhang Yu suppressed a smile and took out the lunch box and handed it to him, but he kept warning himself in his heart: Don't laugh, don't laugh, never laugh!
Zhao Wenzhuo opened the lunch box very "calmly" and asked Zhao Youtian: "Brother, have you eaten? Why don't you eat a little with me?"
"I've eaten the dumplings Xiaoyu gave me."
The two started chatting about dumplings again, and Zhang Guifang also joined in the conversation.
The eldest son of the Zhao family on the side fell asleep after hearing this. He couldn't help but go to the door to wake up.
Zhang Yu couldn't sit still after listening for a while, so he followed him out of the ward.
When Zhang Yu came out, he saw Zhao Changshou and a man carrying a bag standing at the door of the next ward. The two of them were talking and listening, and they were chatting lively.
But looking at the large mole on the man's chin, Zhang Yu thought he had seen him somewhere before, and became suspicious for a moment.
At this moment, the man suddenly covered his stomach and said, "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, my stomach hurts."
His appearance startled Zhao Changshou. After he realized what he was doing, he asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is it because you have a bad stomach?"
As soon as he heard this, a joyful expression appeared on the man's face, and he took the bait!
