There is a wife at home

Zhang Fugui woke up the next day and realized that he had moved. Zhang Qing brought Mrs. Zhang over from the hotel and bought breakfast for them, "How is it, Dad, does your head still hurt?"

Seeing the concern on Zhang Qing's face, Zhang Fugui found out early in the morning that he lived in such a good place because he was delaying his son's and grandson's blessings. He took his son's hand and said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it's just broken." A little bit of skin, what can happen?"

Mrs. Zhang brought out the porridge she brought, and her face was not good all morning. Hearing this, she said in a bad tone, "What do you mean a broken skin? Can you feel that those few stitches were for nothing?"

Zhang Fugui also knows what Zhang's temperament is, and he really scared people this time. Last night, he heard this man sitting on the bedside of her bed and crying. Hearing what she said, he murmured softly: "I Don't argue with your old lady."

Mrs. Zhang threw the bowl into Zhang Qing's hand, and didn't like to talk to him. Zhang Qing sighed helplessly, and Zhang Fugui reached out to take it.

"Ah Qing, I'll do it myself. I hurt my head, not my hand."

Zhang Fugui felt that he had sound hands and feet, and it would be shameful to ask Zhang Qing to feed him. Zhang Qing also understood what he was thinking, so he handed the bowl into Zhang Fugui's hands.

Guo Jingjing came out of the bathroom, and Zhang's attitude towards him was completely different from Zhang Fugui's. He took his grandson's hand and asked, "You must have not slept here last night, okay? You seem to have lost weight recently, come on, Grandma bought your favorite siu mai, come over and eat more, it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Well, thank you grandma."

Guo Jingjing sat on the sofa at one side, Mrs. Zhang spread out the snacks she had bought in front of him, smiled and asked him to eat more, Zhang Fugui glanced over there several times, obviously worried.

After breakfast, the doctor came over to help Zhang Fugui change his medicine. Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear to look at the wound. Zhang Fugui was timid and afraid of pain. At first, he took a few breaths. Let yourself speak out again.

No matter how disgusting the words are, they are a couple after all. They have been living together for so many years, and the two of them have already connected the leaves to the branches, and the branches to the roots. Neither of them can do without the other.

When things were done, there were only four of them left in the house. Long before Zhang Qing and the others came, Guo Jingjing asked He Fanxing to go back to the hotel to rest. Zhang Fugui was still infusion, so someone had to watch the bottle. He Fanxing let Guo Jingjing sleep and sat on the bench all night. Guo Jingjing didn't say anything. There is also some reluctance in my heart.

He Fanxing didn't say much, turned around and went back first, and met Zhang Qing and the others at the door, Zhang Qing naturally knew that he stayed with Guo Jingjing for the night, Zhang didn't understand the situation, and didn't know that the hotel had supplies breakfast, only when he got up early to eat breakfast.

After Zhang Fugui was sent to the hospital last night for treatment of his wounds, his body was still unwashed, and his collar and chest were covered with blood. Zhang Qing and Guo Jingjing helped him change his clothes and put on hospital clothes. He wiped himself off.

Originally, Zhang Fugui was afraid that Mrs. Zhang would tell about his injury, but after a while, Mrs. Zhang didn't say much except showing him the face and asking the doctor what to avoid. After a while, he sat beside him and sorted out his changed clothes.

Zhang Fugui thought for a while, and couldn't hold back any longer, so he raised his head and said to Zhang Qing: "Hey, look, it's the end of the year, why am I so short-sighted, and I can still turn my head in my own home?" It's knocked out, it's all right now, I can't do anything, so why don't you exhaust your mother to death?"

Zhang Qing hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Mrs. Zhang said from behind: "It's just that you don't have eyes!"

Zhang Fugui was embarrassed by being scolded, knowing that there was something in her words, but he didn't dare to provoke her, so he could only accept it forcefully.

Zhang Fugui turned around and said to Guo Jingjing: "Jingjing, I heard that this ward was arranged by a friend of yours? This place is good, so I guess it's not easy to live in? How much is it for one night? Is it expensive? Or not?" Why don't you change me to an ordinary ward? Anyway, the doctor just said that I will be able to go home and take care of him tomorrow after one more night of observation, so we don't need to spend so much money."

"Where, the money for this night is no match for a jacket." Mrs. Zhang said again to herself.

Zhang Qing and Guo Jingjing didn't understand, but Zhang Fugui did. Didn't it mean the padded jacket he bought for Zhang Qi?But it is quite expensive, just one piece, more than 2000. Fortunately, Zhang Fugui brought a bank card, otherwise he might not be able to make a fool of himself in other people's stores.

But at this moment, Zhang Fugui dare not tell Mrs. Zhang the price. The more he talks about it, the more Mrs. Zhang will be disappointed. But no matter what, Zhang Qi is his grandson, and he really loves him. .

They all say that they are reluctant to spend an extra dollar on themselves, but no matter how much they spend on their grandson, Zhang Fugui is willing to pay.

Zhang Fugui finally understands, what he says is wrong now, everything he says is wrong, he glanced at Mrs Zhang and said: "Okay, I won't say anymore, I'm sorry for you, okay? Don't be angry, either. It's not worth getting angry."

"It's not worth it." Mrs. Zhang put down the clothes she was clutching in her hands, and looked up at him, "Ever since I married you, I haven't lived a single day worth living."

After talking, he got up and went to the bathroom, not knowing what to do.

"How many years have passed, why do you still say such things in front of children!"

Zhang Fugui yelled, the door of the bathroom was closed with a bang, Zhang Fugui stretched his neck to look, every time Zhang quarreled with him, he would lock himself into the back room, yelling no, unless she wanted to, otherwise she would not from.

Zhang Fugui kept his eyes on the bathroom door, privately pulled Guo Jingjing's arm and said in a low voice, "Jingjing, Grandpa needs your help with something, can you?"

"Grandpa, tell me." Guo Jingjing probably knew that this matter was probably related to Zhang Qi.

Sure enough, I heard Zhang Fugui say: "Last night, your grandma and Qiqi had a quarrel over nothing. Your grandma, you all know that she has a sharp mouth. After all, Qiqi is young, so she only spoke a few words." , that child is really outrageous. He is a junior. Isn’t it right for grandma to say a few words when he did something wrong? He just wanted to confront your grandma. Your grandma said something angry and kicked him out. You said He is a half-grown child who came back from abroad, and he ran out of the house in the middle of the night, where else could he go."

Guo Jingjing listened, although Zhang Fugui's intention seemed to be accusing Zhang Qi on the surface, but compared to the truth, this was already the most important point to excuse Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qing pursed his lips, lowered his head and said nothing.

Naturally, Guo Jingjing would not expose it. When Zhang Fugui said this, he probably knew what he meant.

"Grandpa, does he want me to help find Zhang Qi? But I called him last night, but he didn't answer." Guo Jingjing suppressed his anger, not wanting Zhang Fugui to see it.

"No answer? Then... then where did he go?" Zhang Fugui looked anxious, "Jingjing, isn't your friend quite famous? Let's see, can... can you help me find it? Grandpa knows that Zhang Qi is young and ignorant, so he must have said something that you and your father don't want to hear, but anyway, he is your cousin, you can get him back, and I will ask him to apologize to you, ah. "Grandpa, don't be in a hurry, I will try my best to find it." In fact, even if Zhang Fugui didn't say anything, Guo Jingjing was bound to get Zhang Qi back!

Zhang Fugui nodded: "That's good, good boy, Qiqi is lucky to have a brother like you."

Zhang Fugui said a few more words to Guo Jingjing, but Zhang Qing kept his head down and didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mrs. Zhang also came out of the bathroom at this moment. She seemed to have washed her face, and her hair was still stained with water. Zhang Qing helped her wipe it with a towel, as if she didn't see the blood in her eyes.

"No, it will be done in a while."

Mrs. Zhang pushed Zhang Qing's hand away, not letting him work.

"Ah Qing, it's fine for me to accompany your dad. You should go back quickly. The chickens at home can't be left unattended. Jingjing also stays with your dad. It's been a busy night. Go back and have a good rest. You have to rest tomorrow. Going to work."

"Mom, you go back with Ah Jing, and I'll just accompany Dad here." Zhang Qing couldn't rest assured that Mrs. Zhang was here alone, and she couldn't rest assured that she would go home alone.

"No, no, I'm not too old to move, you guys go back, go back!"

Mrs. Zhang smiled and waved her hands to urge them to leave quickly.

Zhang Qing knew Zhang's temperament, and there would be no result if he continued talking. Turning around and seeing Zhang Fugui's dirty clothes, he said, "Mom, Dad's clothes will definitely not be worn when he is discharged from the hospital tomorrow. You can go back and find him. Clean, ask Ah Jing to take half a day off early tomorrow morning, and bring the clothes here, neither Ah Jing nor I know what dad should wear."

"That's fine, then I'll come over tomorrow." When Zhang Qing said this, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help it.

"I'm going back tomorrow, why are you still running back and forth, just let Jingjing drop by and send it to me." Zhang Fugui didn't want her to run away either, because she was too confused last night and didn't pay attention. Motion sickness.

Before leaving, Zhang Qing quietly told Guo Jingjing: "Your grandma drank a small mouthful of porridge in the morning, and went to bed last night in the middle of the night, and got up before dawn. After you go back, you will cook her something to eat. Let her go to bed and lie down, and you stay by her side and don't leave, she loves you so much, she definitely doesn't want to make things difficult for you."

"I see, Dad."

Guo Jingjing picked up Zhang Fugui's dirty clothes and led Zhang away.

Originally wanted to call He Fanxing, but was afraid that he was sleeping, Guo Jingjing thought about it and didn't call, took Zhang out and took a taxi back to Majing Village.

Back at Zhang's house, the blood in the main room and the cold noodles on the table hadn't been cleaned up yet. Seeing the situation in the house, Mrs. Zhang stood there in a daze for a long time without moving.

Mrs. Zhang told Zhang Qing about it, but Guo Jingjing didn't say anything yet, she didn't want to excuse Zhang Qi, she turned her head and called out: "Jingjing is done calling, she really can't speak anymore.

Guo Jingjing pretended not to notice, walked Mrs. Zhang into the house by the arm, and said, "Grandma, please sit down and rest for a while, I'll tidy up here."

"Grandma, come sit and rest." Mrs. Zhang was about to touch the mouth of the bowl, but Guo Jingjing stopped her.

"I'll clean it up. You were motion sick just now, so take a rest first."

Old man Liu, who just came back from the field, passed by the door, saw the door was open, and walked in.

"Big sister, are you back? Is my brother okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, Lao Liu, I have to say thank you to you for this matter, if it weren't for you..."

Taking advantage of old man Liu distracting Mrs. Zhang's attention, Guo Jingjing quickly cleaned up the house, poured all the noodles into a basin, and sent them to old man Liu's pig cage to feed the pigs. There were only three bowls and one pot in total, and it was easy to wash. Hurry up, when the washing is done, Guo Jingjing puts the water in a plastic bucket and wipes the blood on the floor and table.

It has been raining for several days, but today it is clear. Mrs. Zhang sat at the door with old man Liu and talked about the adventures of last night, watching Guo Jingjing wipe it over and over again with a mop and rag. It is not good for the blood to dry up. Wipe, but Guo Jingjing didn't want to leave a trace, holding the hand with the mop, the veins on the back of the hand were bulging, and he didn't want Mrs. Zhang to see his face, and kept turning his back to the people outside.

Seeing him bending over to work, Mrs. Zhang felt very sour.

Old man Liu also looked at Guo Jingjing, smiled and said, "This kid Jingjing has been diligent since he was a child, and his father is also a good boy with a heart. To be honest, old sister, I heard that you accepted him back then." Ah Qing being a son, I really can't understand it, now it seems that it is really the fate of you two, Ah Qing's illness can be cured, but your credit is indispensable!"

"Hi." Mrs. Zhang sighed, lowered her head and wiped her blurred eyes with a handkerchief. "Actually, it is my blessing to have a son like Ah Qing. It is said to raise children to guard against old age. You look at them all these years, and they come back dozens of times. You can count them on your fingers. If you don't Ah Qing and Jingjing are by my side, what do you think I have to do these days?"

Old man Liu disagreed and said: "Look at you, what are you talking about? Yu Hai and the others are busy making a lot of money outside, and they want you two to live a good life."

"How many more years can we live? No matter how good the day is, it is not as good as a family gathering together. What is there to help and take care of each other? I would rather they be like your little Liu, open A grain and oil shop, a family together, and a life of peace and stability, I am content."

Old man Liu listened and thought about it. It seemed to be the case. Although his son did not earn as much as Zhang's sons, he lived a life without worrying about food and clothing. He planted a few acres of land at home and brought Taking care of grandson, and occasionally having small conflicts with daughter-in-law, this is life!

Seeing that Mrs. Zhang was in such a depressed mood, old man Liu changed his style of painting and said, "Do you see that Ah Qing is by your side? You treat Zhang Qing very well, we all see it, and Zhang Qing is also a good person." Good boy who knows how to repay you, you have a headache, it is because he is busy running, his own son may not be able to do what he does, and Jingjing is also a filial child. He's in his twenties, right? When he gets married and raises a child, eldest sister, you will be busy, why don't you take this great-grandson with you?"

These words really entered Zhang's heart, and a smile appeared on his face immediately, and he said: "As long as this kid Jingjing doesn't dislike me, I am willing to bring a few, Lao Liu, if your family has a suitable one Girl, you have to introduce Jingjing to us, as long as the girl is kind and honest."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out for you."

"That's a good relationship. I can count on you for this matter."