After a misdiagnosis, I escaped from a wealthy family

The passenger plane to Nanrong took off on time at four o'clock in the afternoon.

The winter night in the south falls early, and when we come out of the airport, the starry sky is clear and the full moon hangs high.

There are many private cars parked on the parking lot, speaking broken Mandarin with a strong Nanrong accent, and tirelessly asking passers-by if they need a car.

"Is there anyone who goes to Zhengjin, five people are missing one, 61 people, if they are full, they will leave!"

Xu Yi heard the familiar place name, his expression moved slightly, and he went straight forward.

"Back to Zhengjin?" The driver looked at the young man walking up to him and asked subconsciously.

He picks up students and outsiders every day, sees all kinds of faces, and for a while, he can't find anyone who is more delicate than this guy.

If it wasn't for the other party's authentic Nanrong accent, he would have thought he had picked up some movie star.

"En." Xu Yi nodded, and replied, "Shall we leave now?"

"Let's go now, considering that you are just full, you are Qiaoer, if you come early, you have to wait." The driver looked at the man carrying the bag and said with a smile: "Your bag is not big, so you don't need to put it in the trunk. , just carry it like this."

Xu Yi didn't object, and followed the driver into the car, then put the bag on his lap.

He bought the backpack temporarily in Huai'an, and there were not many things in it. There were two sets of clothes, a bath towel, a wash towel, and a set of pajamas.

He hadn't been home for many years, and he probably couldn't wear the clothes left at home before. He was afraid that it would be too late to buy them again, and he had nothing to do when he was idle in the hotel, so he simply went to Huai'an's department store and picked out some necessary things.

Familiar with the days of the two, suddenly going shopping alone, Xu Yi felt uncomfortable for a moment.

Fortunately, there were not many things to buy, so he didn't have much chance to recall the past.

The master driver filled up a car and started the car swiftly. When he turned out of the city and got on the expressway, he handed over the QR code for payment and got off the front wheel.

The one in front of Xu Yi is a young mother, holding a girl about three or four years old in her arms, with two hairpins tied in a beautiful bowknot hair rope, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a smile on her pink face, she carefully replaces her Mom pinched the QR code.

"Okay." The young mother smiled and praised the little girl, and then said to the little girl, "Give the card to uncle."

The little girl stretched out her little hand obediently, but she didn't follow her mother's words, but said softly, "Beautiful brother, here's a card for you."

Xu Yi was taken aback, and the girl's mother was also a little surprised. She looked at Xu Yi apologetically, and corrected: "Didn't you already tell Yuebao that you want to call uncle? Why did you call it wrong?"

The little girl opened her big watery eyes, looked at her mother puzzled, and said, "But when mother sees the beautiful photos on her phone, she always calls them brother. This brother is also very beautiful. Why does Yue'er call her uncle!"

The atmosphere in the car froze in an instant, and the girl's mother's face turned red uncontrollably. She never thought that her little secret of chasing stars would be revealed by her daughter.

Xu Yi smiled, not letting this embarrassment continue to brew, took the card for payment, and passed it on.

And the car became extremely quiet because of the childish voice of the little girl. Everyone was watching, and tried not to listen to the lady correcting the child's name, so as not to embarrass the other party.

Because of this episode, Xu Yi's backlog of anxiety along the way was a little relieved.

He turned on the phone and looked at the text message from his mother in the message bar: [Where are you? 】

The next one, after a few minutes: [I made duck soup for you, as well as your favorite steamed dumplings. 】

The faint light hit his face, Xu Yi flipped his fingers, and typed: [Get on the high speed. 】

The other party seemed to be standing in front of the phone screen, editing the message to be sent, and within a few seconds of his message going out, there was a ding dong, and a new text message came in: [You tell the driver, just stop at the Zhengjin gas station, where? It's easy to admit, when it's time, I'll ask your dad to pick you up. 】

After not going back for a long time, Xu Yi had already forgotten which apartment building they lived in, and was hesitating how to speak.

This news came in time, and it solved his urgent need. Xu Yi replied 'yes', and turned around to report the drop-off point to the driver.

The driver ran on this road in towns and villages in the city for countless times, and when he reported the drop-off point, he immediately knew the number.

On the other side, Xu Fengjiao couldn't suppress her smile as she looked at the few replies that were not too long.

She glanced at her husband, who was pretending to be calm, and sighed softly: "This time I really have to come back."

A smile appeared on Xu Zhengqi's simple and honest face: "It's pretty good."

Xu Fengjiao frowned, and she wanted to ask back that it would be 'very good', but she is familiar with her husband's temperament, a spanking with a stick may not be a 'fart', and if he asks him to explain, this meal probably won't be necessary up.

"Stop talking, I'm going to steam dumplings, you keep an eye on your phone and go down early, don't let your son freeze outside."

"Then you are not afraid that I will freeze?" Xu Zhengqi watched his wife enter the kitchen, and muttered twice.

But his eyes never left the phone, as if he was counting the time.

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Standing on the side of the road outside the gas station, Xu Zhengqi stared at the passing private cars one after another.

Every time a car slowed down, he would unconsciously take a few steps forward.

But those cars stopped and stopped, and the people who came down were completely unfamiliar faces. He paced and stood back to the original place, back and forth, and swayed a few times, but the heat still didn't dissipate.

He stepped on the concrete floor under his feet. There were several gaps across the long-paved ground. Tiny insects crawled out of the gaps. Just as he was watching, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a private car parked by the side of the road. . ,

For some reason, Xu Zhengqi had an inexplicable certainty that it was this car.

With this thought in mind, he didn't have the heart to care about the insects. He took a step, and when he was only a few steps away from the car, he saw a figure getting out of the car.

The man was about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a sky blue down jacket and black overalls, warm and casual, without looking bloated.

Because of the cold, he put the hat behind the down jacket on his head, and the white fluff covered his slightly curly hair. Although his facial features were somewhat covered, they did not hinder his identification.

Under the street lamp, looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Xu Zhengqi froze in place.

What is familiar is the outline of the facial features, which vaguely corresponds to the shadow in the blue and white school uniform in memory;

What was strange was that those eyebrows and eyes were no longer immature as before, with sharp edges and corners, and they were upright and handsome.

Xu Yi got out of the car and saw Xu Zhengqi.

He was carrying a bag on his shoulders, and when he looked into those wrinkled eyes, he found that the other person was not as tall and straight as before, with a somewhat old figure, and the sideburns and hair had grown.

Xu Yi remembers correctly, Comrade Xu Zhengqi is in his early fifties this year, and his aging state is obviously more than that.

Old age that does not meet the age, it can be imagined that these years have not been carefree.

He pursed his lips, feeling that the previous struggles and fears were futile. The moment he really saw the person, all the previous assumptions disappeared.

Something seemed to shatter in his heart, Xu Yi felt relaxed physically and mentally, not as awkward as he imagined, he called out softly: "Dad."

Hearing this long-lost address, Xu Zhengqi's somewhat chubby face smiled uncontrollably, "Just come back."

On the road, the street lights were dim, two figures walked into the alley one after the other, and the noisy horns and whistles on the avenue gradually faded away.

The chicken soup is stewed fresh and sweet. It has been simmering in a casserole and it is not cold. The steamed dumplings with carrots, eggs and leek meat are just out of the cage. They are dipped in chili oil and mature vinegar, which are even more delicious than those from outside stores.

He thought he could not remember the taste of them, but after he took the first bite, he still remembered it miraculously.

Xu Yi ate a basket of steamed dumplings and drank two more bowls of chicken soup, his stomach was ironed out for a while.

When tidying up the dishes, Xu Fengjiao refused to help, "Sit and watch TV, it's been a day's journey."

But seeing the other look in her son's eyes, she realized that she wanted to ask about the old man's condition, so she didn't stop him.

Xu Zhengqi, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the figures of his wife and son busy in the kitchen one after the other, his eyes were slightly red.

For many years, when the tumor was detected, he thought that he would never see the warm scene of the family again. He never thought that God was quite generous and did not let him have regrets. He had not expected the tumor to be benign before. , and even the will was made in the notary office.

But now, he suddenly had extravagant hopes.

He hopes that the tumor is benign, so that his family can have a little more time to be happy, so that they can make up for the lost 13 years in the past.

In the kitchen, Xu Yi put warm water in, squeezed the detergent onto the dishcloth to wash, and listened to his mother talking about the specific illness.

"There is a problem in the physical examination. Let your dad go to the hospital. He hesitated. He didn't say to go, and he didn't say that he couldn't go. He just delayed."

Xu Fengjiao has helplessness in her eyes

She could understand what the old man was thinking. He was afraid that if he was diagnosed at an advanced stage, he would desperately choose treatment.The cost of treatment is too high, and the two of them have worked so hard to save most of their life's savings, and it may not be possible to save them if they spend it.

Instead of this, it is better to leave the savings to the person who is still alive, at least to ensure that the other person will live a decent life for the rest of his life.

But in the face of life and death, who cares about money, even if it is hanging for a while, he is willing to hang on, after all, if it is gone, it is really gone.

This is an irreconcilable contradiction from ancient times to the present, sharp and realistic.

Why is he not like this, Xu Yi stared at the bowl in his hand for a long time and was speechless.

After a while, he pulled out a smile, took out a card from his wallet, and put it into the hand of his tired-looking mother: "Don't worry about the money, there is 40 in this card, use it first, if it's not enough, we'll think about it later." Method."

Xu Fengjiao was taken aback by the money in the card, 40 is not so easy to save.

Although Xu Yi has worked for six or seven years, but he is outside, where he doesn't need to spend money, and if he is a little extravagant, he can't save it at all.For many guys in their early thirties, if they can have one or two million yuan in their hands, it is very good.

"You can't use this money, we old couple still have some savings." Xu Fengjiao shook her head and was about to return the card.

She asked herself, she didn't do anything during the child's most difficult time, and now she can't do it if she wants to sit back and enjoy the benefits.

However, before she could reach out her hand, Xu Yi stuffed the card into her pocket.

Immediately, he hugged the mother who gave birth to him carefully, and said softly: "If the money is gone, I can earn more, but I don't want to be without my father."

I don't even want you to lose your husband one after another while you are about to lose your son.

"I don't want to be without my father", just one sentence made Xu Fengjiao choke up on the spot, and her eyes turned red unconsciously.

She could feel that Xu Yi still cared about them, and when he came back this time, maybe he didn't want them to refuse to use the money for treatment.

Feeling guilty and gratified, Xu Fengjiao couldn't say the provocative words, she could only nod her head.

The couple owed their children too much, so the old man had to save his life and make up for the family affection he forgot to give him at the beginning.