After the financing reception, Zheng Yaoyang came to the Huanyu Building, and Zhou Xiaolin was still correcting documents with a heavy belly.
She was more than seven months pregnant and her pregnant belly was very obvious, but she still wore loose clothes to cover her pregnancy.
Zheng Yaoyang looked helpless and persuaded in a good voice: "My Xiaolin, you are always busy with work. If my mother sees it, she will accuse me of abusing you."
Zhou Xiaolin stopped what she was doing, held her cheek and said with a smile: "I have been at home for a few days, and I feel like my whole body is getting rusty. I am idle anyway."
Zheng Yaoyang pulled up a chair and sat next to her: "Have you checked? Is it a boy or a girl?"
Zhou Xiaolin asked with a smile on her face: "Then do you want a boy or a girl?"
Zheng Yaoyang smiled all over his face: "I can do it. Anyway, I won't just have one child in the future."
Zhou Xiaolin glared: "I won't have children in the future. You are simple. Do you know how hard it is for a woman to get pregnant?"
Her back was sore and her feet were swollen, and she often woke up in the middle of the night. She said angrily: "Just like you when you were a child, you know how to torment me every day."
Zheng Yaoyang chuckled and keenly captured the key information: "So it's a boy?"
Zhou Xiaolin hummed slightly, saying that it was the same whether it was a boy or a girl, but she still hoped it would be a boy.
Because boys can worry less, but if it is a girl, she will have to worry about it in the future. When she grows up, she will encounter unkind people.
Zheng Yaoyang was overjoyed and asked: "Do my mother, grandpa and others know about this?"
Zhou Xiaolin said: "I know, grandpa also named our child in advance and said it would be Hanyong. Zheng Hanyong, let me ask your opinion."
Zheng Yaoyang thought for a while and realized that he belonged to the Han generation just like the second son. The older generation seemed to have a special liking for seniority arrangement: "Okay, after all, this is the old man's hobby, so you should listen to him."
"I think so too."
Zhou Xiaolin nodded and said, "It would be better for you to travel less recently."
"What's wrong?" Zheng Yaoyang asked.
Zhou Xiaolin showed worry: "I heard from my father that grandpa is dying, and he asked me to tell you."
Her parents were both undercover. They studied abroad at public expense, but then their visas expired, and they ended up in the United States.
There is no way of knowing where her hometown is and whether she still has any relatives in China. Therefore, the relatives of Zheng Yaoyang and Bao Peihui are also her relatives.
A few days ago, Zhou Xiaolin went to Banshan to visit her grandpa.
It is hard to imagine that the Sea Dragon King, who once roamed the world and was so high-spirited, has now become an old man in his dying years.
She lost so much weight that she couldn't even sit in a wheelchair. She could only lie on the bed and receive intravenous drips to keep her alive.
Zheng Weijian is a doctor of medicine in cancer and is also Bao Yugang's attending physician. Before leaving, he quietly told Zhou Xiaolin that my grandfather might not have much time left.
Ask her to tell Zheng Yaoyang not to run around blindly recently, and to come back to see her grandpa more often when she has time, and not to miss her more than once.
Zheng Yaoyang was silent for a long time, holding Zhou Xiaolin's shoulders: "Let's go back for dinner tonight."
He remembered clearly that it was September 23rd, and his grandfather finally failed to pass the July 3rd hurdle.
Although he is now extremely powerful, the people around him are still unable to escape life, old age, illness and death.
Zheng Yaoyang could suddenly understand why Li Jiacheng would be so keen on studying biomedicine in the future.
In the evening, Zheng Yaoyang and Zhou Xiaolin came to the Mid-Levels Villa. The house was rarely lively except around the Chinese New Year.
Even my third uncle, my third aunt, and my cousin's family all rushed back from Tokyo after hearing the news.
Unlike the bustle during the Chinese New Year, everyone sat in the living room in silence.
"Yaoyang, you're back."
"Yaoyang, grandpa just woke up."
"Yao Yang, dad is still talking about you."
"Yaoyang..."
Since last year's New Year's Eve, my eldest uncle has taken the initiative to abdicate in favor of his successor, and my grandfather has deliberately guided me.
Let Zheng Yaoyang take the position that belongs to the uncle, and he is also the next talker of the Bao family by default.
Although his surname is not Bao, except for the four sisters of the Bao family, no one here has the surname Bao.
However, Zheng Yaoyang remembered that after his grandfather left, the younger son of his aunt's family changed his name to Bao. Now I am afraid that this important responsibility will fall on his head.
Zheng Yaoyang said hello to his family and took Zhou Xiaolin to his grandfather's bedroom on the second floor.
Zhao Tian was guarding the bedside. Grandpa was lying on the bed with his heart against the instrument and an oxygen tube under his nose.
Zheng Weijian and his colleagues from the hospital were watching the heartbeat and various body indicators.
"Yaoyang, here you go."
Grandpa saw it from the corner of his eye, a smile appeared on his face, and he controlled the vertical part of the hospital bed: "Is the financing from Fuxing Bank going smoothly today?"
Zheng Yaoyang felt a sore nose and said with a forced smile: "It went very well. We first exchanged shares with Bank of China and then asked HSBC to lead the investment and financing."
Grandpa said: "It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. You have done a good job. I have nothing to teach you now."
Zheng Yaoyang said hurriedly: "Yes, there are many ways to live in the world. I want to ask you for advice."
Grandpa laughed and recalled the past: "I still remember four years ago, when you first returned to Xiangjiang. At that time, you were a little bastard and asked Lao Zhao to wipe your butt every day."
"Four years have passed in the blink of an eye. No one thought that you would become the richest man in Asia and do things that even my grandfather never did."
"Grandpa can brag to your great-grandfather when he goes down. Each generation of our Bao family is getting better and better."
Zheng Yaoyang couldn't help but said: "Grandpa, don't be so pessimistic, medicine is still very prosperous now."
Zheng Weijian echoed: "Dad, Yaoyang is right, we must believe in science and medical technology."
Grandpa shook his head slowly and smiled calmly: "The King of Hell wants you to leave at the third watch. Who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? I know my own body well."
"I definitely won't be able to survive in three to five days. But when I used to watch TV, I hated those people who were about to die the most. They always spoke halfway and then died."
"While you are still conscious, say what you need to say in advance so that it will not be too late."
"That's right Yaoyang."
Grandpa looked at Zheng Yaoyang: "I have already explained to Haiwen and Zhengguang that you are still young and you may not understand some of the funeral traditions. I will let them assist you when the time comes."
"I've said everything I need to say. Don't look like you're dying. I remember you used to be very arrogant."
Zheng Yaoyang smiled bitterly and forced his smile: "How can anyone say that about their grandson? People outside say that I look like you."
Grandpa stared and coughed angrily: "Stop talking nonsense. In our whole family, the person who is least like me is you."
Zheng Yaoyang said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense. Grandpa, please don't be angry."
Grandpa looked at Zhou Xiaolin: "You have a child, you are an adult now, it's time to be more mature and steady."
"I've been very honest lately."
Zheng Yaoyang could feel that his grandfather seemed to be obsessed with his child. But he was embarrassed to say it out loud, probably because he didn't want the pressure to shift to Zhou Xiaolin.
When the two of them finished their visit, Zheng Yaoyang found a reason to ask Zhou Xiaolin to go back early.
He returned to his grandfather's bedroom again and said a little more: "Grandpa, I actually already have children, two of them, both girls."
As soon as he finished speaking, not only grandpa was stunned, but even Zheng Weijian stood there blankly.
There was only one thought in his mind: he had become a father the year before last, and he would soon become a grandfather.