Mi Yang was sitting in the living room, holding a few apples and coming over to wash them. He also pricked up his ears to eavesdrop. He was surprised to hear them say that, but also understood something. No wonder Cheng Qing hurriedly went on a "business trip" after Mrs. Bai came to visit that day. I'm afraid that was to inform her to go to the hospital to take care of the patients. She knew it early because Bai Luochuan's father was the first to rescue Mi Zehai.
Mi Yang repeated the names of these people several times in his mind, also with gratitude.
Cheng Qing quickly prepared three dishes and a soup, and brought them out for Mi Yang and the others to eat. Mi Yang hadn't eaten Cheng Qing's food for a long time, and with his parents healthy and by his side, he felt relieved and ate with relish from his small bowl. Mi Zehai hadn't eaten home meals for a long time, and when he was in the hospital, he had only had watery soup. He was really greedy, so he ate most of the rice himself, and even ate up the last bit of soup with the rice.
After the meal, Mi Zehai insisted on proving that he was not a useless person, and took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them. Cheng Qing did not stop him and let him go. She stayed in the living room and held Mi Yang and had a good time with her son.
Cheng Qing saw the wound on Mi Yang's knee, touched it, and asked, "How did you get this?"
Mi Yang was a little embarrassed and said, "I saw the bug and fell down by myself."
Cheng Qing made fun of her son. She knew that Mi Yang was afraid of insects. When Mi Yang just learned to walk, he kept walking around in circles while holding onto the small dining table. Cheng Qing was puzzled for a long time. When she got closer, she saw that there was a bug the size of a fingernail on the table. Mi Yang would hide in the direction where the bug was crawling. However, the child could not walk very well and needed help, so he could only walk around in circles on the table, which was very funny.
Cheng Qing touched the wound on his knee, and seeing that it was almost scabbed, he was not particularly worried. He hugged him and asked about school for a while. When he heard Mi Yang say that he still ranked first in the exam, he felt relieved and proud. He kissed him and said, "My son is awesome."
Mi Yang smiled, but before he could say anything, Cheng Qing held his face in his hands. He heard his mother shout in surprise, "Oh! Mi Zehai, come and see, your son has lost a tooth. Hahaha, so funny!"
Yonezawa Hai ran out of the kitchen with foamy hands and said in surprise, "Here it comes, here it comes. Which one fell off? Is it ugly?"
Cheng Qing affirmed: "The upper teeth are particularly ugly!"
Mi Yang: “…”
His parents admired his writing for a long time, and when they heard that Mi Yang's composition had won first prize in school, they immediately expressed their desire to make up for the shortcoming and listen to their son read the winning composition again.
Mi Yang thought about it and said, "Okay."
He took out the composition and began to read aloud. The title of the composition was "My Ideal", a very broad title, and it could be written about anything. The new teacher praised the children, no matter what their professions were, and raised everyone's enthusiasm. Mi Yang wrote that he wanted to be an ancient book restorer when he grew up.
He has never forgotten his little dream. In his previous life, he missed the opportunity because his family didn't know much about this industry and he hesitated and didn't insist. Now he wants to start over again and do this thing well and make his own handicrafts well.
Mi Yang wrote quite well, but he was missing a tooth and his speech sounded like a leak. Before he had read a few sentences, his parents who were sitting on the sofa started to laugh. Mi Yang stopped and looked up at them, and they immediately sat up straight, put on serious expressions again, and motioned for Mi Yang to continue reading, but they started laughing again after a few minutes.
Cheng Qing laughed so hard that tears came out, and said, "Oh my, my son has become a little gap-toothed, what should I do? Hahaha!"
Yonezawa Hai was also very happy and responded, "He talks like an old man, hahahaha!"
Mi Yang: “…”
With his great dream in mind, Mi Yang concentrated and held his breath, and insisted on finishing his short essay.
Cheng Qing and Mi Zehai sat there and applauded him, praising him, "It's really well written!"
Mi Yang held up the composition book and said, "This one won the first prize and was posted on the bulletin board at the school gate. There are five in total in the school. You can take a look at it next time you go there."
Cheng Qing said: "Okay, Mom will definitely go and see it."
Mi Yang took the opportunity to say, "Mom, Grandpa Wei also said that this major is good. He has a friend who is a university professor who teaches this. Grandpa Wei also said that it is good to do ancient book restoration. In the future, you can take the civil service exam or work in the provincial library." He imitated Wei Xian's tone and said, "The country still lacks talents in this area. It is recommended to develop your own expertise, cultivate it from a young age, and step by step to the job position."
Cheng Qing was quite interested and said, "Oh? You can take the civil service exam, that's great, you can work in the library in the future, it's really good, our Yangyang is also good at handicrafts, he can definitely do it."
Yonezawa Hai nodded along the way, also looking happy.
Mi Yang planted this small seed in their hearts and no longer worried about the future. He struck while the iron was hot and said, "Our teacher also said that we should set our goals when we are in elementary school. I want to be a book repairer in the future!" Mi Yang spoke passionately and did not give them any chance to regret.
The couple sitting on the sofa opposite were still applauding Mi Yang. How could parents discourage their children? Not only did they not object, they also encouraged him: "Yang Yang, what you said is good, my son is great!"
Mi Yang asked them, "Dad, what do you think about me studying ancient book restoration when I go to college?"
Mi Zehai never stopped doing this. When Cheng Qing touched his arm, he immediately clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Let's learn this!"
Mi Yang smiled and said, "Then I will listen to my parents and work hard to achieve this goal!"
Although Cheng Qing and Mi Zehai felt something was not right, they still tried their best to encourage their baby. Mi Yang looked at them expectantly, and they felt sweet in their hearts, especially proud of being parents.
Cheng Qing and Mi Zehai: My son is so outstanding!
Mi Yang: My parents were so easy to please and happy when they were young.
It was a pleasant surprise that this composition won the first prize. Mi Yang wrote it to appease Cheng Qing and Mi Zehai. This was his purpose. Mi Yang's wish was very small. He felt happy every time he made a little progress and took a small step forward.
Mi Zehai knew that Mi Yang's class had had an incident before, and he asked him about the new head teacher. After all, he hadn't seen his son for such a long time and he missed him. Mi Yang naturally said yes. He stared at Mi Zehai's waist and touched it carefully. Mi Zehai was happy and said, "Son, do you want to see a man's medal?"
Mi Yang nodded, and Mi Zehai lifted his clothes to show him the shrapnel wound. The wound that had been sutured still looked very hideous. Mi Zehai boasted to his son: "At that time, your father didn't fear at all. I pushed the new recruit away and rolled over to avoid it. The shell was silenced. It was also God's will. Your father was the only one who was still intact after being hit by the shell... I didn't say a word when I arrived at the hospital. I gritted my teeth and held on while the shrapnel was removed. As a man, that's what I have to do!"
Cheng Qing was taking clothes to wash. When she passed by, she heard him bragging and couldn't help but slap him from behind. She said angrily, "How dare you say that! I don't want to say anything else about you. You stayed in the hospital without saying anything? Who cried in the operating room and asked me to take good care of the child and continue to live my life? And who asked me to miss him for a year before remarrying?!"
Mi Zehai let down the hem of his clothes in dismay. He did not dare to refute that sentence. After seeing Cheng Qing leave, he winked at Mi Yang. The two of them huddled on the sofa and laughed secretly.
Mi Zehai took a leave from work to concentrate on recuperating. He stayed at home for a long time, and Mi Yang gradually realized that Mi Zehai was not only injured in the waist and abdomen, but his hearing was also damaged. There was a not very obvious scar behind his ear, but it did have an impact.
Mi Zehai was no longer suitable to stay in the field army. His physical condition did not allow it. Perhaps with this anxiety, the joy of being discharged from the hospital slowly faded. He still talked and laughed in front of Cheng Qing and Mi Yang, but he was silent for longer and longer periods of time. He was not a civilian and had never thought about civilian work. He was unable to make further progress at the best time, which really made him depressed.
After recuperating at home for a while, Yonezawa Hai received a telegram from his hometown.
The telegram was sent from Shanhai Town, but not from Cheng Qing's home, but from Mi's home.
When Mi Zehai was young, his family was poor and could not support many children, so he was sent to the Mi family to be raised. He treated his adoptive parents as his own biological parents. When he subsidized his biological parents, he would never treat his adoptive parents unfairly. The grace of raising a child is greater than the grace of giving birth to a child. Mi Zehai is a filial son and he cannot let go of either side.
This is also the reason why their small family has not saved anything for so many years. Mi Zehai does not have high material demands, and Cheng Qing is also kind. Such a family makes Mi Yang always calm and content. He is content with having enough food and clothes and a small house.
The telegram sent by the Mi family was very short, and the one line of words made Mi Zehai's eyes ache: Mother is critically ill, come back soon.
Without saying a word, Mr. and Mrs. Mi Zehai packed up their things that night. Cheng Qing hurriedly asked for leave from school for both himself and Mi Yang, and the family hurriedly prepared to return home.
Mi Yang collected two of his things, put them down again, and said, "Mom, I'm going out for a while."
Cheng Qing was so busy that he couldn't even raise his head. He asked, "Where are you going?"
Mi Yang had already put on his coat and walked out, changing his shoes as he said, "Let's go to Bai Luochuan's house. I'll tell him."
Cheng Qing urged him: "Come back soon, we will stay in our hometown for a while this time, and we need to bring a lot of things with us."
"I know." Mi Yang nodded in agreement and ran out.
Bai Luochuan was reading a book at home out of boredom. When he heard the doorbell ring, he immediately went to open the door. When he saw Mi Yang, his eyes lit up and he reached out to pull him in.
Mi Yang stood at the door and shook his head, saying: "I won't go in. I have something urgent to go home for later. I just came to tell you that there is something going on at home, so I have to go back to my hometown to live for a while."
Bai Luochuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where are we going, Shanhai Town?"
Mi Yang nodded and said, "Yes, my grandma is not in good health, and my parents want to bring her back to see her."