A person of Ren Xueyuan's age and status would not easily go back on what he promised, and Xun Yuming was relieved after getting his promise.
In fact, he didn't have to ask Ren Xueyuan for help, but he didn't know the matter yet, so he didn't want to tell Zhuang Yi for the time being, to make him a false alarm, and no matter who he asked for a medical examination, Zhuang Yi would always know.
Only Ren Xueyuan, Zhuang Yi annoyed him to death, was the least likely person to guess.
Xun Yuming stared blankly holding the phone for a moment, then walked to the bathroom, his own expression in the mirror was dejected and lifeless. He raised two index fingers, poked the corners of his mouth upwards, and a smile appeared on his face.
Zhuang Yi sat at the dining table, waiting for him not to come, and waiting for him not to come, so he had to go upstairs to call him. It happened that Xiao Yang came out of the big bedroom, holding two lunch boxes in his hand, and said to him: "Doctor Zhuang, Mr. Jiang said that if you finish eating, I want you to come in and say a few words."
"Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs and call Doctor Xun." I thought Grandpa had something to tell the two of them.
Zhuang Yi raised his right foot and landed on the stairs, only to hear Xiao Yang say again: "Mr. Jiang said, as long as you go there by yourself."
Zhuang Yi pointed to himself, "Only me?" Grandpa didn't want to tell Xun Yuming what happened.
Xiao Yang nodded, turned around and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Zhuang Yi went to knock on the door of the big bedroom, heard a promise from inside, pushed the door and walked in, "Grandpa, did you call me?"
"Xiaozhuang... come here." Grandpa just sat down on the sofa chair and waved to him, motioning him to come to him.
"Obviously?" He asked again.
Zhuang Yi brought him the water glass, put it on the small round table between the two sofas, and said with a smile: "He was dawdling upstairs, he made a little mistake at work today, and he pouted when he came back, feeling a little unhappy .”
"This child." Grandpa curled his lips, "So... when he grows up, the more he lives, the more he will regress, and he will make children... lose his temper."
"He's been a bit childish lately, he cries whenever he cries, and laughs when he laughs." Zhuang Yi smiled, the dimples at the corners of his mouth appearing and disappearing, and the words of reproach did not contain any trace of resentment, they were clearly showing off.
"He was not like this before, and you got used to it...so bad." Grandpa smiled, "Then you go, eat... dinner, and talk about it later."
"I'm not hungry, grandpa." Zhuang Yi leaned on the armrest of the sofa, bent slightly to look at him, "If you need anything, just tell me."
Grandpa took a deep breath and sighed again: "It's nothing... nothing, I remembered last time... in the hospital, you asked me about Mingming's parents, I want to tell you... tell me."
"I was too reckless last time. If you don't want to say it, don't mention it." Zhuang Yi was afraid that he would fall ill again, and looked at him with fear, ready to step forward to control him at any time.
There was no expression on Grandpa's face, only the brows were slightly furrowed, and he couldn't tell whether it was the lines left by years of frowning or the emotion on his face at this moment.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, took a sip of chrysanthemum tea from the porcelain cup, and said, "Don't tell Mingming what I said."
Probably after weighing it back and forth in my heart many times, the words came out very smoothly, without even half a stutter: "I'm going to leave sooner or later, I guess it's only a few days away, I won't tell you these things, obviously he , never say."
"Grandpa, don't say that." Zhuang Yi couldn't help feeling sour when he heard him talking about life and death.
With grandpa, no matter how sick and old he is, Xun Yuming at least has a relative, not alone in this world. If grandpa was not around, he would really be an orphan without a home.
Zhuang Yi understands that no matter how important he is to Xun Yuming, he will never be able to take the place of his grandfather. It's not a distinction between high and low, in fact it's more similar to yin and yang, two completely different things.
Grandpa has long put life and death aside, these years are not "living" for him at all, at most they are just lingering. He doesn't shy away from death at all, instead he vaguely looks forward to the final relief, but he is worried about finding Yuming. Now that there is Zhuang Yi, there is nothing to worry about.
"I'm telling the truth. It's useless to avoid taboos. Everyone has this day." Grandpa was holding a red velvet glasses case in his hand, rubbing his thumbs over it repeatedly. He doesn't speak. He is such a good boy, he fought with people because of this when he was a child. "
Xun Yuming's so-called fight was nothing more than a push and then a beating with his head in his arms.
Grandpa picked up the glasses with trembling hands and put them on, then opened a photo album on the table, and pointed it out to Zhuang Yi, "These two are Mingming's parents."
The photo is old, and the edges are slightly yellowed. Zhuang Yi looked carefully at the desk lamp. The man wears a Hong Kong-style parted hair that has recently come back into fashion, a black leather jacket and jeans, a pair of black super sunglasses on his head, and an acoustic guitar in his hand. Regardless of that destructive face, this outfit alone is enough to make the girls fascinated. The woman, on the other hand, had curly hair in cloud-like waves and a long red dress with suspenders, as bright as a diamond under the spotlight.
Zhuang Yi couldn't help feeling: "They are really... right."
"That's right." Grandpa smiled, "Mother's and his grandmother's surnames are Zhao, but I heard they changed their names to Zhao Jing."
"I heard?" Zhuang Yi changed his mind and remembered that Cong Ye told him before that his grandfather was framed and imprisoned when he was young, and he dug mines for many years. His wife divorced him with their children, and they have no contact with him since then. Maybe his daughter changed her name. It was then.
Grandpa really nodded: "She grew up with Mingming's grandma, she didn't get along with me, she didn't do well in school, and dropped out of high school. She likes to hang out with... those young people in society, and she has made many foreign boyfriends, nothing else... No, foreign languages are pretty good.”
"Then where is Mingming's father?"
"Obviously my father's name is Xun Weidong. He has a wild heart and likes literature and art. After graduating from university, he doesn't work hard. He sings in Ka... karaoke with a bunch of young people."
Xun Weidong doesn't work, but likes to sing, write books, and play music. He lives in poverty, but he still saves face. There is a big car with brothers and friends around him, and people want him to spend a lot of money, so they are happy to hang around with him.
Later, karaoke halls emerged. Relying on his natural star face, he became popular for a while and made a little money. Every day I drive a second-hand Lada to catch up with girls, sit in the bar and order a glass of wine for people and start chatting, and then go to bed after chatting. I never stay overnight or go home after finishing work.
Women flew towards him one after another, but he didn't take it seriously, he liked to flirt with everyone. Times changed later, and Wen Qing either starved to death or changed his career. Those glorious days are gone forever, he has a big heart, he has a dream of getting rich, and he learns from others, but unfortunately he has no business acumen, so he ends up in a disastrous defeat, so he can only continue to sell and sing.
Frustrated in business and unhappy in love, Xun Yuming's mother filed for divorce from him, so he left the house and went south alone.
Xun Yuming's parents met in a bar. At that time, his mother Zhao Jing had just broken up with a white boyfriend. You, Wu, Nong, Zhanyan turned into labor and Yan, and it was the most emotional time.
Xun Weidong is a veteran of flowers, a pioneer in literature and art, and full of prodigal temperament. He fell in love with her at first sight in a bar. The two had sex that night, and flew away the next day to start a business in Guangdong.
Even if Xun Weidong failed to go to sea, she would never leave him, and lived with him in a small alley of more than ten square meters, washing her hands and making soup every day. But Xun Weidong was young and frustrating at the time, his finances were becoming more and more difficult day by day, and his temper gradually became irritable. He either smoked or drank heavily at home.
The conflict between the two became more and more intensified. There was a small quarrel in three days, and a big quarrel in five days. It was the worst time, but Zhao Jing was pregnant.
The medical level at that time was far less advanced than it is today. They discovered it too late and missed the best time to fall off the platform. Moreover, when Zhao Jing was in a relationship with an American boyfriend, she had a miscarriage once before. die.
The two had no choice but to give birth to Xun Yuming.
The children are all gold swallowing beasts, Xun Weidong and Zhao Jing have no stable source of income, and their own life cannot be guaranteed, let alone supporting Xun Yuming. After discussing with each other, the two decided to send Xun Yuming away.
It was snowing that day, and the air was freezing outside. Zhao Jing and Xun Weidong contacted the foster home, and waited from afternoon to night. They didn't wait for the person to pick up the child, but they waited for Professor Jiang Haiping who came in the snow.
Jiang Haiping had a frozen face, his eyes were evasive, he wanted to look at his daughter, but he didn't dare to look, his eyes were fixed on the cement floor, and he was silent. Zhao Jing was excluded by her peers because she had a prisoner father when she was a child, and she hated and was unfamiliar with this father.
In a small living room, three people sat awkwardly, only the briquette stove made a "hissing" sound. Jiang Haiping spoke first, wishing to see his grandson, but Zhao Jing disagreed. Xun Weidong persuaded him a few words, then carried Xun Yuming out to show him.
Xun Yuming is a premature baby, not as tall as a cat, but has delicate and bright features, and has three parts of the expression of his parents. The little guy was white and tender, sleeping peacefully with his fists clenched, he had no idea what fate was waiting for him in the future, let alone that just tonight, he would be far away from his parents and be sent to another place thousands of miles away.
Jiang Haiping asked the child's name, Xun Weidong said he hadn't gotten up yet, and he wanted to help, but Zhao Jing refused. How clever Jiang Haiping was, he immediately sensed the strangeness, and in a few words, he forced out the truth.
He wanted to be angry, but he didn't have the right to be angry. Zhao Jing asked him if he had done half of his father's responsibility for so many years, and he was speechless. The three of them stalemate for a long time, and the person who adopted Xun Yuming never came. Jiang Haiping said, "Give him to me, and I'll take him. You can still come to see him later if you want to. If you don't want to, I won't ask him to look for you."
"Later I took Mingming... back home." Grandpa talked about the past, and his eyes became moist, "Mingming was always... sick when he was young, he was born prematurely, and his health was not good, but he was very good, and never... Cry, don't make trouble. If someone gives him a ball of wool, he can play for a day."
Zhuang Yi rolled his Adam's apple, and asked hoarsely, "Then where are his parents now? How did he go to study abroad?"
"I heard." Grandpa said slowly, "After sending Mingming away, the karaoke they were staying at moved out."
Because Zhao Jing can speak English, the bar owner asked her to help negotiate with representatives of foreign-funded enterprises who came to develop. Representatives of foreign capital are not easy to talk about, but the owner of the bar gave Zhao Jing a sum of money when she gave birth to a child. She knows how to repay her kindness and is also clever. She ran outside the hotel where the foreign boss lived and blocked the other party every day. Back and forth, the two talked about going to bed again.
This matter soon spread to Xun Weidong's ears, but he didn't get angry, instead he gave Zhao Jing all his savings and said, "What I can't give you, let someone else give it to you."
Zhao Jing burst into tears, regretting endlessly, but the matter has come to this point, and it cannot be undone. She and Xun Weidong completed the divorce procedures, traveled across the ocean, and immigrated to the United States. She lived in San Francisco for a few years, her husband changed three jobs, and finally found a boss of a financial company who treated her like a jewel.
After her fourth marriage, Zhao Jing's life became more and more stable. I don't know if it was because she had a daughter with a mother's love, or after many years of conscience discovery. One day, she suddenly remembered the child she had abandoned for many years. After going back and forth several times at home and abroad, she finally contacted Jiang Haiping. , and began to persuade him to send Xun Yuming to the United States to study.
Speaking of which, Xun Yuming was able to take the SAT test and go to Stanford smoothly, thanks to his overseas Chinese mother. Although this mother, strictly speaking, had only met him twice.
When she was in college, Zhao Jing once gave Xun Yuming a card, which contained a large amount of money enough to cover his living expenses. It's just that Xun Yuming has no feelings for her parents and resents what they did back then, so she refuses to use her money. The four-year work-study program, plus the scholarship and the help of Zhuang Yi, is enough to support me to work later.
Since then, Xun Yuming has never contacted his parents again.
After Zhuang Yi heard the cause and effect, he instantly understood why he kept his family secret. But what is he thinking in his heart, is he still longing for his parents, who knows
"Boom boom."
The wooden door rang twice suddenly, Zhuang Yi went over to pull the handle, and it was Xun Yuming standing outside, "I'll go over to eat later, you wait."
"What are you guys talking about?" Xun Yuming poked his head to look at him. Grandpa's back was turned to him, and there was no expression on his face. "The meal is going to be cold."
Zhuang Yi didn't know if he heard the conversation between himself and grandpa just now, and he didn't know how much he heard, and he was afraid that he would pretend not to hear it, so he put his arms around his shoulder and said with a smile: "Then go now."
He closed the door, dragged him to the dining table, and gave him a bowl of soup.
Xun Yuming looked at him, picked up the chopsticks and ate a mouthful of tasteless rice, with a hesitant expression on his face.
"Just say what you want." Zhuang Yi clamped a piece of braised pork ribs for him and rubbed his heart, "Why are you hesitating?"
"I..." Xun Yuming's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "If I keep something from you, what will happen to you?"
"What's up?"
"It's nothing." The matter has not yet been confirmed, and Xun Yuming was afraid that he would know that it would be useless to worry, so he hurriedly covered it up, "Ask me casually, I'm just hypothesizing."
Zhuang Yi hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled indulgently: "You try it."
The author has something to say: He obviously didn't want to hide it, but so far, even he himself hasn't figured out what's going on, so he doesn't want to tell Zhuang Yi first to make him worry in vain.
Please stay calm and don't be impatient, let's see the breakdown in the next chapter.
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