I don’t know where the other party got the new number, otherwise Huo Ying wouldn’t answer the call at all, so now he has blocked this number as well.
The wait at this red light was extremely long. According to the navigation, there were still thirty seconds left.
Huo Ying felt that the atmosphere in the car was a little heavy, and he hummed twice unconsciously to the tune of a pop song he had listened to recently. His tone was rising, with a bit of ridicule and unexpected meaning: "Brother Jin, I really didn't expect that,
You usually keep silent, but it turns out that intersex people are quite capable. He hates being called a pretty boy the most."
The green light is on.
Huo Jin said "hmm" and continued driving with concentration.
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Kyoto, hospital.
Zhou Zheng took the film Xu Fuchun made today and looked at it carefully.
After reading it, he showed a comforting smile and said to the family: "This tumor is smaller than the previous few days. This is a good sign. We can arrange an operation. After the operation, we can take care of ourselves and there will be no big problem."
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Zhou Zhou clasped his hands together tightly and breathed a sigh of relief when the doctor said this.
Immediately afterwards, my eyes turned red and I felt like crying.
His mother's disease should have been cured long ago. If he hadn't been useless, his mother wouldn't have suffered all these years.
Xu Fuchun raised his hand and said slowly: "Doctor, I feel like my hands are not shaking as much as before."
Zhou Zheng nodded, "Well, if it can be cured, you can continue to take the medicine as long as it works. The surgery will be scheduled for the day after tomorrow. Eat normally these days, try to eat high-protein, nutritious food."
Zhou Zhou nodded in agreement: "Okay, thank you doctor."
After leaving the hospital, the family returned to the residence arranged by Xiao Huo.
Zhou Zhou called his uncle Xu Fuqiang and told them the situation so that they wouldn't worry.
When Xu Fuqiang heard the good news that the patient could be cured and needed surgery, he was also happy for his sister. He picked some vegetables from the field and took some eggs to send to the old man. He also told the old man so as not to worry him. p>
Xu Dongru didn't go fishing today, so he collected all the peanuts in the fields. Taking advantage of the sun, he picked the peanuts out of the dustpan, smashed the mud on them, pulled them clean with his hands, and removed the peanuts from the roots.
Pull it off and put it in the yard to dry in the sun.
He was sitting on the porch picking peanuts. Xu Fuqiang came on foot. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw two dustpans filled with fresh peanuts with leaves and fruits.
"Dad, why don't you ask me to go collect peanuts in the field?" Xu Fuqiang came over, put the vegetables aside, moved a wooden bench to sit next to him, picked up the peanuts and pulled them.
"It's just two rows of earthy peanuts, why do you need to call someone? I can do it myself." The old man saw the vegetables placed beside him, "You bring food every day, what other vegetables do you bring, eggs too?
No, I have some raw chickens here. I plan to go to the market to sell them. I have fish for these chickens every three days, and there are so many eggs that I can’t even finish them."
"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it well, so I can fry some of this dish myself." Xu Fuqiang said.
He didn't really have this idea. He just came to see the old man. He subconsciously got used to carrying something in his hand, and he forgot that there was such a thing as delivering food.
Xu Dongru hummed in an accent, "The dishes and rice that Qingzhi Dunton brought me were full of food. How could I not eat enough? It has meat, vegetables and soup. I am not satisfied with it? How much better can it be?"
Life? Eating sea cucumber and bird's nest?"
"Yes, yes, I know she is the most filial to you." Xu Fuqiang responded submissively. "No, giving you some food also shows that I am a more filial son."
The old man's face was happy and he was grinning widely.
The two were picking up peanuts, and Xu Fuqiang told his sister Xu Fuchun's condition.
The old man nodded and sighed: "It would be great if it can be cured. Fuchun has suffered a lot these years. Everyone thinks, everyone thinks..."
As he continued speaking, the old man choked up.
He stretched his neck and talked about his past events and said: "When I was thirteen years old, I married Grandma Qingzhi. At that time, I got sick and lay in bed for several years. Everyone thought I was going to die. Who could
I can only imagine that after surviving those years, I can now live to be over seventy. If Fuchun can cure it, I will live longer in the future."
With his muddy hands, he picked up a handful of peanut leaves and rubbed them. Rubbing the mud on them made his hands cleaner. He took out the square towel from his coat pocket and wiped his tears. He choked and said, "This is a good thing. Why am I crying? It's
That’s a good thing.”
Xu Fuqiang patted the old man's shoulder with the back of his clean hand and comforted him: "Sure, don't think too much, life will only be better in the future."
Xu Dongru nodded and sighed: "In the past, I didn't have enough to eat, so I poured water into the rice and added some salt to make a meal. Now that the country has developed and is prosperous, we don't have to worry about not having enough to eat, and our lives are better."
Most old people are like this. When chatting, they like to talk about the past.
The sound of tricycles came from the road outside the courtyard gate.
The old man stopped picking up peanuts, raised his head and looked outside, "It seems that Qingzhi is here."
"You, I miss her all the time. Qingzhi went to town and said he was going to pick up a courier. How could he be back so soon?" Xu Fuqiang just finished speaking.
A tricycle made a spin and drove in from the entrance of the courtyard, and a bright and bright female voice sounded.
"Grandpa!" She held a express box in her hand and said in a cheerful voice, "Look, what did I bring you?"
Xu Dongru said to her son with a proud tone: "I just said it was Qingzhi. The old man can hear the sound of her driving a tricycle."