Xiang Zao called. Nie Wenyuan was out of town and didn't give much response. It seemed that she would not come back. She lied and said that she hadn't called yet.
Fade Chen's heart is like a mirror, familiar with the society, "Call my uncle, it doesn't matter if he is busy or not back, as long as he says hello, the hospital will show his face and face me. When you can be more attentive, the conditions in the ward will be much better.”
Nie Youxiang agreed with the eldest son's remarks, otherwise she would not have called the first time, but it is a pity that people are like that, strong in principle, good at speaking, and a bunch of big truths, she heard calluses in her ears, "Okay. , Mom will fight when she goes out."
Chen Fei thought for a while, "Mom, is Xiaorou back?"
As soon as he said that, Chen Xiaorou pushed open the door and came in, "I heard my brother say my name, are you talking bad about me?"
"You are sensible since you were young, so what can you say badly about?"
Nie Youxiang pulled up the chair and got up, "Xiaorou, you accompany your brother, and Mommy comes home to get something and come over."
The ward became quiet. Chen Xiaorou took off the leather gloves, revealing a pair of slender hands. She pushed back the broken hair around her ears, and the pearl earrings on her earlobes were glowing with a soft luster. It was not cheap at first glance.
Chen Fei's eyes twitched when he saw it, "Why haven't I seen you wearing earrings like this before?"
Chen Xiaorou smiled and said, "I have it long ago. I have so many earrings that I can't wear them."
Chen Fei took a double look, and the topic turned to the failure of the bicycle brakes, "It wasn't your brother, I was dying, and now you are talking, and I am covered with a white cloth."
Chen Xiaorou lowered her eyes, "Brother, I know what you're thinking."
Fade Chen asked her, "Then what are you going to do?"
Chen Xiaorou's eyes moved from his face to the window and back to his face, "You think too much."
Chen Fei said, "But..."
Chen Xiaorou interrupted him, "Brother, don't forget, uncle's people have been monitoring him in the hospital, no one can play tricks on him."
Chen Fei said, "Liu Quanwu is dead, do you think there is something strange here? Xiaorou, I think so, to tell you the truth, I'm always restless these days, I feel like something is going to happen, and it happens. "
Chen Xiaorou got up, "His death is his business, what does it have to do with us? Brother, you... What do you mean?"
She took a breath, her eyes widened, "couldn't he…"
Chen Fei said, "It's just a guess."
Chen Xiaorou sat back on the chair, put her hands together and squeezed, "If you're already dead, don't worry about it, brother, you're just on the ground with a broken nose. It's not that you lost your head, don't think about it."
Fade Chen sighed, there was something more on his face, almost remorse, and soon disappeared.
Huang Dan didn't know what happened to Chen Fei until two days later. He asked the man who was cooking by the pot, "Uncle, won't you go back?"
Nie Wenyuan took the spatula and fry the Mushu pork a few times, "Just stay here."
Huang Dan said, "I want to go back and see my brother."
Nie Wenyuan didn't look back, "Little, you are not a doctor."
Huang Dan said, "Uncle Quanwu is gone, and my brother fell and hurt again. Uncle, things will happen one after another at the end of the year." Not yet, he didn't say these words.
Nie Wenyuan turned down the fire and put the Mushu meat on a plate, "Shredded potatoes, come here."
There was no warning at all, Huang Dan rubbed his forehead, pursed his lips, and went to change the guard.
As a result, the unpalatable shredded potatoes were all eaten by Nie Wenyuan, and the delicious Mushu meat entered Huang Dan's stomach.
Cooking requires three points of talent, three points of interest, and the remaining four points of hard work. Huang Dan can't do any of them, and the last one can only be regarded as a make-believe.
Nie Youxiang called Nie Wenyuan several times and asked him if he had said hello to the dean. He didn't mention the younger son once, until he finally realized that the other party couldn't talk to him, and then moved the younger son out.
"Wenyuan, Xiao Xiao hasn't been home for a few days. I've been to a bar, and the people there said they haven't seen him. Do you know his situation?"
Nie Wenyuan glanced at his little nephew who was sitting at the desk writing with a brush, "I don't know."
Nie Youxiang felt that there was some talk on this topic, so she continued, "You ask your people to check it out, he is young, and there is no distinction between right and wrong, I am worried that he is fooling around with people outside, and if something happens, If he goes to jail again, I have to go underground to accompany your brother-in-law."
Nie Wenyuan said, "I will check."
Nie Youxiang turned the topic to her eldest son, "Hey, I don't know what's going on, Xiaofei doesn't come back, Xiaofei is lying in the hospital, neither of them can worry about it."
The little nephew stretched and held his chin, admiring his calligraphy, calm and elegant, Nie Wenyuan