Secretary Fang never expected that after everything was prepared, she would watch the father and son escape from under her nose!
It would be easy to talk about Xiao Qingrong, but the second young master also ran away with that man. Doesn't he know how rich his biological father is? How could it be better to be with one's own father than to be in such a small mountain village!
The people in Ping'an Village also looked at each other in dismay. They didn't expect Xiao Qingrong to sneak away with Xiao Ming. Although they all knew that Xiao Qingrong treated Xiao Ming very well, no matter whether Xiao Ming was Xiao Qingrong's child or not. Ming's willingness to leave with Xiao Qingrong didn't seem unacceptable, but the thought of 20,000 yuan would pass them by, which made the people in the village somewhat unhappy.
"I didn't expect that Lao Xiao turned out to be a human trafficker. Now he was found by his child's family and fled. Village chief, we can't just tolerate crime like this, we must call the police!"
One of the villagers came up with an idea. When he thought that he had passed away with 20,000 yuan, he was very angry. He thought that if Xiao Qingrong could be caught in prison, and Xiao Ming would go home with him, how could he? Can't you also get money
As soon as he thought of this, he felt that this idea was very good, and everyone on the side was also very supportive, only the village head and secretary Fang were black-faced, because Xiao Qingrong and Xiao Ming were not there at all when they escaped. Within his estimation, he didn't expect these two people to leave the village just like that!
"Village chief, since the person has escaped, I'm afraid you won't be able to do what you discussed earlier, but I'm not a stingy person, so you can take the deposit you gave earlier and share it with the villagers. We'll go after him now. Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch up.”
Secretary Fang spoke with a dark face. There was an error in what was originally carefully planned, which made the secretary with a strong desire for control a little unspeakably irritated. When he spoke, he lost the previous respect for the village chief, but I also know that this matter is probably irreparable, so the best way is to suffer this loss.
In the end, Secretary Fang and others left from Ping'an Village. Sitting in the car, Secretary Fang, who was already in a bad mood, felt that the road was very bumpy. He picked up his phone and saw the boss's call, but he didn't know what to do. How to explain.
At this time, thousands of miles away in Shangjing City, in a high-end private hospital, in a high-end ward on the 30th floor, a handsome boy was sitting on the hospital bed, and a gentle woman beside him was reading a French novel to him. The soft voice, coupled with the tenderness of French, made the boy smile even more.
After reading a paragraph of French, Ling Huanhuan looked at his son who was close in front of him, and couldn't help saying that he was very interested in stroking his son's hair, expressing concern.
"Heming, how are you feeling? Do you feel uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your mother, do you want to drink water now?"
Her expression is so gentle, coupled with her beautiful appearance, she exudes an elegant and soft temperament, which makes people feel good at first glance.
Zhou Heming looked at the woman in front of him, his peach blossom eyes narrowed with a smile.
"Mom, my body is not that fragile, and the doctor said recently that I am in good condition, and I will be able to go home in two days, so don't worry so much. You have been guarding me recently, and you have been haggard. , I am so distressed~"
Holding his mother's hand, Zhou Heming said coquettishly, he was originally handsome and pleasant, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, he had a different feeling when looking at people, so even though he was a teenage boy at this time But I still like to act like a baby with my parents. Of course, my father is a very serious person. Zhou Heming dares not at all, so he sticks to his mother every time.
"Mom is watching you because she cares about you, and mom is happy to see you well. Dr. Chen said that as long as there is no problem after this examination, you can go home the day after tomorrow. When you go home, ask Mom to give you How about making your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs?"
Looking at her son with an overly fair complexion, Ling Huanhuan felt that the thing she regretted the most in her life was that she got into a fight with Zhou Kun in a fit of anger, and hid in a small city to give birth. My child, this child was born with congenital heart disease. If it wasn't for this child, Ling Huanhuan would not have contacted her family, and now she is married to Zhou Kun. Although she and her husband have tried their best to treat this child well, But every time he saw the child comforting his family after suffering, Ling Huanhuan still felt that he was sorry for the child.
"Okay, of course I want to eat it, but my father said that boys who like sweets are not men." Zhou Heming pouted and complained, thinking of his tall and handsome father, he felt a little depressed.
Maybe it was because of his heart disease. Zhou Heming felt that he was not the same as his father since he was a child. He was obviously his biological father and son, but they liked completely different things. Dad liked spicy food, but he liked sweet food. He is so tall, he is only 1.6 meters at the age of fourteen, and he doesn't know if he will grow up in the future. In short, Zhou Heming hopes that if he can get better one day, it would be best if he can be a little taller.
"Don't listen to your dad's nonsense. You are like me. I like sweet things the most. If he doesn't like them, then don't go home for dinner."
Ling Huan laughed to comfort his son, but he wasn't worried about Zhou Kun's affairs. Even though he had been married for so many years, Zhou Kun might be indifferent in front of outsiders, but he treated Ling Huanhuan very well.
Probably people in this world will cherish things that they can't ask for even more. Ling Huanhuan didn't like Zhou Kun in the early years. It can be said that for Ling Huanhuan, Zhou Kun got his current family because of stealing. In the family, the person who really speaks the most is Ling Huanhuan.
As long as Ling Huanhuan said anything, Zhou Kun would not object.
"Then...Mom, if I am discharged from the hospital, can I continue to draw?"
Zhou Heming's eyes were shining for a moment, but he was a little excited when he thought of his unfinished painting. At this moment, there were two blushes on his pale face, which made Ling Huanhuan quickly reach out and touch his son's chest.
"Don't get excited. You can't be excited about your current situation. Painting is of course possible, but you must have Wang Ma or me by your side to be able to paint. It can't be the same as this time, because Huahua has been admitted to the hospital. Otherwise, I will Seal your studio from now on!"
God knows, seeing her son fainting in the studio this time was such a big stimulus to Ling Huanhuan. This time her son has been in the hospital for so long, Ling Huanhuan is really worried, and actually doesn't want her son to touch him again. Paintbrush, but I am afraid that my son will be sad...
"Mom, don't worry, I promise you this time, it won't be like that. I fainted before because I spent too much time concentrating. This time I will take a good rest. Besides, I have been in the hospital for a few days. I have been dreaming, I have dreamed a lot of fantastic things, and they are very magical, I want to draw them for you to see."
Because of Zhou Heming's frail body since he was a child, this painting can be regarded as being cultivated since childhood. In addition to being proficient in four languages, he is also an excellent child. Best kid ever.
"Oh? What did you dream about again?"
God knows how much Ling Huanhuan is afraid of his son's wild thoughts. Before, his son was drawing pictures without sleep because he dreamed of something, and now he started dreaming again.
"I dreamed of a big fire. It was a raging fire. It was a desolate mountain village. Inside the fire, someone stretched out his hand and called for help, but I couldn't save him. I could only watch him being submerged in the fire. I watched him burn to black charcoal... His pain and struggle, and his determination to live... Mom, I will definitely be able to draw a better work this time! He, he obviously can come out, but in the end he He chose to die... tell me, why? What reason made him willingly die in the sea of fire?"
Mentioning this dream, Zhou Heming's eyes flashed with confusion and enthusiasm. He was surprised by such a picture, and wanted to record it all with a brush, but he felt confused because of everything he saw, because amidst the raging fire, The man in the fire obviously had a chance to escape, but he chose to be buried in such a fire in the end. What made him die safely
This kind of dream has been going on for several days, Zhou Heming can see this man's figure every time, as well as the man's struggle and pain, but he can't see this man's face, which makes Zhou Heming want to get close to the flame again and again , but it was like being burned in an instant, waking up from the dream...
Ling Huanhuan didn't expect that his son's dream was not a good dream, but a nightmare. Looking at his son's excited appearance, he was embarrassed to pour cold water on him and said.
"Maybe it's because I think about it day by day and dream about it at night. Aren't there these small mountain villages in TV dramas recently? You may dream of these after watching twice. This man, how can anyone be willing to die? Unless it is For the person I care about the most, like my mother, the person my mother cares about most in this life is you, as long as you can get better, she will do whatever she wants."
Hearing what his mother said, Zhou Heming was even more moved, and stretched out his arms to hug his mother. In fact, many boys of this age have rebellious periods, but Zhou Heming has always been very well-behaved because of his poor health, and he does not cause trouble. There is no such thing as a rebellious period, and Ling Huanhuan's heart aches even more for being so well-behaved.
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely get better. Now that technology is so advanced, I will live a good life in the future, and then I will be filial to you and be a good son for you forever..."