After the National Day holiday, Jiang Qingzhou resumed his life of going between school, supermarket and home.
At the beginning, classes were held normally on Monday.
Jiang Qingzhou did not wait for Huo Jinyu to come to school. Instead, he waited for a familiar man in a black suit, who brought him a pair of new glasses.
A pair of eye-catching glasses, covered in a rhinestone velvet gift box studded with stars. The ice-blue frame and lens ring sparkle with flowing starlight, dazzling and brilliant.
The entire mirror is meticulously carved and polished, like an exquisite work of art, with every detail being exquisite and beautiful.
Jiang Qingzhou only took a glance, and a sentence automatically floated through his mind -
My dears, who understands
"My rich and wealthy classmate is buying me things again."
Take another look... Beautiful! Like a flower!
I don’t know if it’s because he’s been single for too long, but one day he looks like an immortal even when he puts on a pair of glasses.
Cool and outstanding, with outstanding temperament.
Compared to the previous pair of glasses which highlighted elegance and nobility, this pair of glasses emphasizes coolness and etherealness.
If the eyewear industry could also participate in beauty pageants, Jiang Qingzhou felt that the glasses in his hand would definitely be the well-deserved "top brand".
The man in the suit handed the new glasses to him, felt that his task was accomplished, turned around and walked away quickly.
The sentence to Jiang Qingzhou, "How is your fourth master?" was stuck in his throat and there was no further response.
It doesn’t matter, the “courier” is gone, he can just make a phone call.
Since Huo Jinyu was able to have someone send him glasses, I think this time he won't be locked up for a week like last time.
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Jiang Qingzhou tried to make a phone call, but the call was not disconnected like yesterday. The answer was always "Sorry! The user you dialed is powered off."
The phone rang for a while and then the other end picked up.
"you-"
Jiang Qingzhou had just uttered a word when Huo Jinyu spoke very directly.
"I had someone send you a pair of glasses. Did you receive them?"
"Yes~ Got it."
There was a question and an answer. Huo Jinyu was probably dissatisfied that he had said such a long sentence, but Jiang Qingzhou only replied him with a few words.
"…Nothing else to say?"
"I love so much."
"As long as you like it."
Even through the network cable, Jiang Qingzhou could feel the rise in Huo Jinyu's tone. Unconsciously, the corners of his lips also curled up slightly, and his eyes were filled with smiles.
"Your dad didn't make things difficult for you when you went back yesterday, did he? Did you do as I told you and behave yourself..."
"Yes, yes, yes... Stop nagging me. I was very well behaved at home yesterday."
Jiang Qingzhou felt relieved after hearing this. He asked Huo Jinyu, "Can you come to school tomorrow?"
"Probably not. My mom is sick... It's an old illness, but this time it's a little more serious. So I need to stay with her in the hospital during this period of time."
Jiang Qingzhou was stunned and remained silent.
It turned out that Huo Jinyu's mother was sick, and as a son, Huo Jinyu should indeed stay in the hospital to take care of her.
"Take good care of your aunt. I'll wait for you at school."
"You tell me."
The two exchanged a few more words, and Huo Jinyu hung up the phone first.
Jiang Qingzhou held the hung up phone, as if... Huo Jinyu's mother is already seventy years old this year.
As the saying goes, "It is rare for a person to live past seventy."
Madam Huo was not young when she gave birth to Huo Jinyu. She gave birth to a child at an advanced age. He had heard Huo Jinyu mention that the situation when his mother gave birth to him was quite dangerous.
Fortunately, in the end, mother and child were safe.
After the phone call with Huo Jinyu, Jiang Qingzhou suffered from insomnia for the first time that night.
On Saturday, Jiang Qingzhou got up early and walked to Longying Mountain on the outskirts of Kyoto. He invited three very down-to-earth old immortals to his home at the Qingshan Taoist Temple on the mountain.
Jiang Qingzhou thought, since there are books about time travel, maybe those gods and immortals that exist in mythology are real and exist in real people.
It's just that mortal eyes can't see it.
With the belief that it is better to believe it than not to believe it, Jiang Qingzhou visited the abbot of Qingshan Taoist Temple and invited the three old immortals, Fu, Lu and Shou, to return home.
Get up early every day and stick a stick of incense, and you and me will live a long and healthy life.
It is better to pray to God than to ask others for help. May God bless the Jiang and Huo families, and may everyone be safe and sound without illness or disaster.
Maybe one day the old immortal will come down to earth and stop by this place to rest, hear his wishes, and considering his sincerity, fulfill all his wishes!
If a person has no dreams, then what is the difference between him and a salted fish
So recently Jiang Qingzhou has added one more thing to his daily routine of getting up early -
Worship God.
It was another Saturday morning. Jiang Qingzhou had just finished worshipping the gods and was about to have breakfast when Aunt Jiang called him crying.
"—Zhou Zhou, the father and son surnamed Yu are such bastards! So shameless! They actually went to the Red Star Kindergarten where your sister Yuehong works to cause trouble. They made Yuehong lose her job, wuwuwuwu..."
On the phone, Aunt Jiang's crying sounded extremely desperate.
The veins on the back of Jiang Qingzhou's hand that was holding the phone were bulging. He didn't expect that the Yu family could go beyond the bottom line of being a human being and actually go to Jiang Yuehong's workplace to make trouble.
It's simply too much!
The other hand hung at his side, his fist clenched so hard that it made crackling sounds. He had never been as angry as he was today, his rage beyond description.
A nameless rage was burning in his chest, causing two clusters of flames that looked like real fire to appear deep in his pupils.
On the phone, Aunt Jiang's voice gradually became hoarse and she could no longer sob.
"Auntie! Don't cry first. Sister Yuehong...how is she now?" Jiang Qingzhou's voice was slightly unstable.
Aunt Jiang stopped crying for a while and said in a hoarse voice, "Yuehong has locked herself in her room for a whole day... She doesn't eat or drink. - Zhou Zhou, what sin did our Jiang family commit to encounter such a heartless family?"
"How could our Jiang family have done anything wrong to the Yu family? Why would they treat my Yuehong like this? Yesterday I wanted to just grab a knife and chop those two Yu bastards into pieces."
"… It's not easy… Let's not live like this…"
When Jiang Qingzhou heard Aunt Jiang's tone was wrong, he quickly said, "Aunt, don't be impulsive!!! Don't be impulsive!! Scumbags are not worth it!"
In response to him, he was answered by Aunt Jiang's hoarse and husky cry.
Jiang Qingzhou pondered for a moment.
He said, "Auntie, pack up and come to Kyoto."
Aunt Jiang's crying stopped abruptly. After half a minute, Jiang Qingzhou heard Aunt Jiang say on the other end of the phone: "... No, what are you going to do in Kyoto..."
"Auntie is just feeling sad today... I want to find someone to talk to."
Jiang Qingzhou insisted: "I am worried about you staying in your hometown. Either you come to Kyoto, or I will take a vacation and go back to Nanning."
Aunt Jiang can't handle this.
She called Jiang Qingzhou because Uncle Jiang was sick because of the two beasts from the Yu family. He had a high fever last night and just now he felt the fever had subsided a little. Uncle Jiang had just gone to bed.
"I'll buy you high-speed rail tickets. Auntie, pack up and come over today without delay."
Jiang Qingzhou knew that except for Aunt Jiang who had a straightforward temper, Uncle Jiang and Jiang Yuehong were all good-natured people. The Yu family had no moral bottom line, so he was worried about them continuing to stay in their hometown.
Who knows what shameful things that scumbag father and son are up to.
"—Zhou Zhou, your uncle is sick. He caught a cold at night and has a fever. He just fell asleep and can't go far."
"… "
Jiang Qingzhou frowned tightly. He finally understood why Aunt Jiang called him. Jiang Yuehong locked herself in the room all day and did not go out. Uncle Jiang fell ill so suddenly. Needless to say, he must have been sickened by that scumbag father and son.
Aunt Jiang was at a loss. Jiang Yueying was still young and lived in the school dormitory, so after thinking about it, she could only call him.
I'm afraid that if Uncle Jiang hadn't been sick from being angry, Aunt Jiang wouldn't have thought of calling him. Thinking of this, Jiang Qingzhou felt even more distressed.
He felt sorry for Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang, because the two old people only wanted to handle things on their own when something happened, fearing that they would cause any trouble to their children.
"Call 120 and ask an ambulance to take uncle to the hospital. When uncle is better, come to Kyoto."
“… No! No need to call 120, I’m fine, cough cough cough…”
There was a dry voice on the other end of the phone. It was Uncle Jiang who had just woken up.
"Zhou Zhou, don't worry... Uncle is fine, cough cough... He just caught a cold last night, but he's much better now, cough... Uncle will rest at home for two days—"
Uncle Jiang suddenly stopped talking and started coughing heart-wrenchingly.
How could Jiang Qingzhou feel at ease with such a cough? He knew that if he didn't go back, his parents would always be sick and suffer for a while, and if it was delayed for two days, a minor illness would turn into a major one.
Don't let it develop into pneumonia, which will hurt both yourself and others.
Jiang Qingzhou said in a tone that would not allow Uncle Jiang to refuse: "Uncle! You, Auntie, and Sister Yuehong, come here today. I have acquaintances in Kyoto. Uncle, you can make an appointment and get the best treatment when you come here."
"Auntie... go pack your luggage. I'll call Sister Yuehong."
Jiang Qingzhou then called Jiang Yuehong's cell phone.
Ten seconds later, as soon as the call was connected, Jiang Qingzhou spoke before Jiang Yuehong could speak.
"Sister Yuehong, uncle is sick. He has a high fever and a cough. He coughs very badly! It sounds like he has bronchitis. We can't delay any longer. He must be hospitalized as soon as possible. You and aunt should pack your luggage and bring uncle to Kyoto for treatment."
Jiang Qingzhou directly exaggerated the severity of Uncle Jiang's condition. Sure enough, when Jiang Yuehong heard that Uncle Jiang was so ill that he had to be hospitalized, she no longer cared about whether she had lost her job or not, and quickly opened the door to look for Uncle Jiang.
"I have already bought the high-speed rail ticket. It will depart from Nanning High-speed Railway Station at 9:36. Remember to bring your ID."
"... um... OK..."
After hanging up the phone with Jiang Yuehong, Jiang Qingzhou called Huo Jinyu again.
The call was answered almost instantly.
"Student Huo, I want to ask you a favor~"
On the other end of the phone, Huo Jinyu heard Jiang Qingzhou begging him for something in a coquettish tone, and raised his eyebrows. He did not rush to agree, but said slowly: "Tell me about it."
"Ahem! Um, could you please introduce me to a respiratory doctor? I..."
"Doctor? What do you need a doctor for? Are you sick?" Huo Jinyu asked three questions in a row, speeding up a lot.
"It's not me, it's my uncle. He was... " Jiang Qingzhou paused, and then told how the Yu family ruined Jiang Yuehong's job and how they made Jiang's uncle sick.
Jiang Qingzhou spoke one sentence at a time, and perhaps even he himself did not realize that he was quite good at making complaints.
"The Yu family again? What a bunch of idiots! A bunch of bastards—"
Huo Jinyu's voice sounded even more angry than Jiang Qingzhou himself, and his cursing eloquence was as usual, using hairless animals whose appearance did not conform to his aesthetic standards as prototypes.
After cursing for a few minutes, Huo Jinyu said:
"I'm going to make them all sing Tears Behind Bars."
The phone hung up.
Jiang Qingzhou stared at the phone for a few seconds, then suddenly curled the corners of his lips, and the dark shadows between his eyebrows faded away like the tide.
A light laugh, the tone was cold.
"Yu family... huh!"
The rest of your future life is only suitable for staying in a small dark room and operating a sewing machine.
Jiang Qingzhou never thought of himself as a soft-hearted person, nor did he think of himself as a selfless "good guy" who would just swallow his anger when bullied.
It's not like she's a virgin with a halo on her head.
If he was not too far away from Nanning City and could not reach there, he would not have used Huo Jinyu's hand to deal with the scumbag father and son of the Yu family.
He made that phone call just now to test Huo Jinyu's attitude, but he didn't even need to. When Huo Jinyu heard him say that his family was bullied by scum, his reaction was even angrier than his own.
Give him a hand without hesitation.
Thinking of Huo Jinyu, who was efficient and decisive in his work, a light flashed in Jiang Qingzhou's eyes, very bright, very bright.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Qingzhou was already waiting at the exit of the high-speed railway station. Behind him stood a tall and burly man in a black suit.
It was someone sent by Huo Jinyu.
At 4:24, Jiang Qingzhou received the call and saw all three members of the Jiang family appear in his sight.
Jiang Qingzhou walked over quickly and called out to everyone one by one: "Uncle, Auntie, Sister Yuehong."
He looked around at Uncle Jiang, Aunt Jiang, and Jiang Yuehong. The three of them had red eyes, heavy dark circles under their eyes, and looked more haggard than the other.
Uncle Jiang's face was still abnormally red, which made Jiang Qingzhou feel nervous. He hurriedly said, "Let's go! To the hospital."
The man in the black suit had a lively look in his eyes and reached out to take the suitcases from Aunt Jiang and Jiang Yuehong.
The Jiang family trio rolled their eyes and looked at the man in a neat black suit and a pair of large black sunglasses. They couldn't see his exact appearance, but judging by the way he was dressed, he looked like a member of some gang on TV.
Aunt Jiang asked quietly: "Zhou Zhou, who is he...?"
"Brother Hei is Huo Jinyu's man."
Man in black suit: "." He wears all black, but that doesn't mean his last name is Hei. It's work requirement.
Aunt Jiang said, "Oh!" Then she realized, "So it's Xiao Huo's man!"
The three members of the Jiang family looked at the man in the black suit who led them to a luxury car that was obviously worth a lot of money. Their expressions suddenly changed to become very restrained and uneasy.
Aunt Jiang whispered to Jiang Qingzhou again: "Zhou Zhou, is this car also... Xiao Huo's?"
Jiang Qingzhou hummed without further explanation.
Aunt Jiang, who originally had a lot of questions to ask, looked at the luxury car, then at the man in the black suit... and decided not to ask for the time being.
Just like that, the Jiang family trio, who were riding in a luxury car for the first time, remained silent the entire time.
The luxury car drove all the way into the private hospital owned by the Huo family. The man in the black suit took them to a ward that could be called a five-star hotel. He then left after completing his mission and went to hand in his work to Huo Jinyu.
Except for Jiang Qingzhou, the other three members of the Jiang family looked at the magnificently decorated "ward" in front of them, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Then they all looked at Jiang Qingzhou.
Uncle Jiang asked vaguely: "...Where is this? A hospital?" It was definitely not a hotel.
If they hadn't been able to faintly smell disinfectant in the air, the Jiang family would have thought they were staying in a hotel instead of a hospital.
Jiang Qingzhou explained: "This is the Huo family's private hospital."
A cry of "Oh my dear" came out of her mouth, and Aunt Jiang looked left and right, nodding and shaking her head repeatedly: "Will this be too much trouble for Xiao Huo?"
"Is trouble more important, or is uncle's health more important?" Jiang Qingzhou asked back.
Aunt Jiang: “…”
A moment later, someone knocked on the door of the ward from outside, and the nurses' station brought in some high-quality tea, snacks, fruit plates and other food.
Uncle Jiang was also asked to change into hospital gown and underwent a series of examinations.
The doctor treating Uncle Jiang was a kind-looking old man in his fifties, wearing a clean and tidy white coat with his identity badge on his chest.
Zhang Mingshi, attending physician of Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine.
After Zhang Mingshi examined Uncle Jiang, he pinched Uncle Jiang's hand and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just an external cough caused by anger. I'll give him a few injections and two or three prescriptions, and he'll get better soon."
Jiang Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Uncle Jiang was fine. Aunt Jiang and Jiang Yuehong also relaxed their facial expressions and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your arthritis has been around for quite a while, right?" Zhang Mingshi suddenly pinched Uncle Jiang's knee joint.
"... biopathy?" Aunt Jiang hesitantly read out the unfamiliar disease. Her expression changed from relaxed to serious. She asked anxiously, "Doctor, is that... biopathy serious? Is it easy to treat? If I want to treat it, how much will it cost?"
"Auntie..." Jiang Qingzhou whispered to comfort her, "Listen to the doctor first, don't worry."
Zhang Mingshi laughed and explained to Aunt Jiang, "Don't worry. In Chinese medicine, we call it 'arthritis'. In Western medicine, it's called rheumatoid arthritis. It's not as scary as you think. Your husband suffered from these legs when he was young. Now, it must be hard on rainy days, autumn and winter."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Aunt Jiang agreed repeatedly. After hearing Zhang Mingshi say that Uncle Jiang just had arthritis, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Doctor, you are amazing! My husband worked in a cold storage for two years when he was young. He got the cold legs at that time. When he was middle-aged and old, whenever the weather turned cold and rainy, his legs would hurt so much."
"I went to many hospitals, but the doctors all said that the disease can only be treated and cannot be cured, and told us to keep warm in cold weather."
Zhang Mingshi nodded and said, "It's impossible to cure this disease all at once. I'll prescribe him some medicine, and he can take it first... Although it won't get better, as long as he doesn't go to work in the cold storage in the deep winter and pays more attention to keeping warm, he will get much better."
Aunt Jiang was filled with joy and thanked Zhang Mingshi repeatedly.
Zhang Mingshi waved his hand and went back to the pharmacy of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department to get his medicine prepared.
In the luxurious ward that looked like a five-star hotel, in the blink of an eye, only four people from the Jiang family were left. They were all silent for a while.
Jiang Qingzhou looked at Jiang Yuehong, turned around and poured her a cup of warm tea: "If you are still sad, cry. You will feel better if you cry."
"—why are you crying?"
A lazy drawling voice interrupted him. Jiang Qingzhou heard the familiar emphasis and turned around suddenly, greeting him with surprise: "Why are you here?"
The Jiang family members all looked towards the door of the ward, their eyes widening as they saw the figure dressed more elegantly and handsomely than the stars on TV.
Huo Jinyu put his hands in his pockets, strode calmly into the ward, and walked towards Jiang Qingzhou.
Aunt Jiang watched the person walk in, and quickly stood up and said, "Xiao Huo is here."
"Come and have a look." Huo Jinyu nodded to the two elders and asked about Aunt Jiang's condition. But her smiling peach blossom eyes fell on Jiang Qingzhou. "How is it? What did Da Zhang say?"
"... Da, Zhang?" Jiang Qingzhou repeated two words that Huo Jinyu said word by word. What a weird name.
Huo Jinyu shrugged and said, "He and I are about the same age... We are of the same generation. Why not call him Little Zhang instead of Big Zhang? There is already an Old Zhang in the family. He is shorter than him and is the second child. So after all the calculations, I can only call him Big Zhang."
Jiang Qingzhou: “…” The analysis is well-reasoned and well-founded.
One hundred points for a correct answer.
He gave it 101 points, and the extra point was a manual thumbs up for you. Your analysis is great!
"Uncle is fine. Doctor Zhang has gone to get the medicine. Thank you very much for this time."
Aunt Jiang followed up on Jiang Qingzhou's words, rubbing her hands awkwardly and saying, "Xiao Huo, look at you... You have made such a thorough arrangement. We don't know how to thank you."
"Thank you for what..." Huo Jinyu curled her lips, interrupting Uncle Jiang's thanks that he was about to say, "Last time I went to Nanning, you treated me to delicious food and drinks. This time when you come to Kyoto, naturally I will be the host. I will reciprocate and show my hospitality."
"If you need anything, the nurses' station is at the end of the corridor outside the door. Tell them and someone will bring it to you right away."
The two elders nodded quickly and said they understood.
After a simple politeness, Huo Jinyu tilted his head and glanced at Jiang Yuehong, whose eyes were red as if she would cry at the next second. His brows were furrowed and he suddenly raised his voice.
"Hold it! Don't cry! It's just a job, is it worth crying your eyes out? You are such a loser..."
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Qingzhou had already hooked Huo Jinyu's arm and dragged her back a few steps: "Why are you adding fuel to the fire? Didn't you see that Sister Yuehong is sad enough after losing her job?"
You are so good, afraid that she is not sad enough, so you want to rub salt into her wounds.
Huo Jinyu raised her eyebrows: "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you so excited?"
After he finished speaking, he took Jiang Qingzhou's hand that was wrapped around his arm, moved it down a few centimeters, moved it to the soft flesh on Jiang Qingzhou's waist, and pinched it lightly.
Pinch again.
Jiang Qingzhou was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He almost jumped up in anger: "Just talk—" and he pinched me at the same time. What a bad taste.
Jiang Qingzhou quickly shook off Huo Jinyu's hand and "escaped" behind Uncle Jiang.
Huo Jinyu clicked his tongue twice and turned his gaze to Jiang Yuehong again: "Which kindergarten do you like? Just tell me and you can register tomorrow."
Jiang Yuehong: “…”
"Tomorrow is Sunday, and no kindergarten is open on Sunday." Jiang Qingzhou interjected.
Huo Jinyu was choked, vaguely feeling that Jiang Qingzhou was mocking his lack of common sense. His gaze moved back to Jiang Qingzhou, focusing on the soft flesh around his waist.
Jiang Qingzhou: Uh... If I had known, I wouldn't have said that quickly.
"Ah... By the way, why are you here?" In order to prevent Huo Jinyu from remembering what he had just done, Jiang Qingzhou forcibly changed the subject.
Huo Jinyu uttered two words: "Accompany."
That's right! Huo Jinyu's mother is sick, and Huo Jinyu has been accompanying her in the hospital for the past two weeks, and this is the Huo family's private hospital.
Look at him, his brain is all messed up.
Jiang Qingzhou paused for a moment and said, "Can I go visit... my aunt?"
Huo Jinyu glanced at him and said, "Come with me."
Seeing Huo Jinyu readily agreed, Jiang Qingzhou became nervous, contrary to his usual behavior. He lowered his head and carefully checked his clothes to see if there was anything inappropriate.
Seeing Jiang Qingzhou's abnormality, Huo Jinyu said rudely: "You are not going to meet your future husband's mother, is it necessary for you to be so nervous?"
Jiang Qingzhou: "..."
Huo Jinyu said: "My mother has a cheerful personality, she will like you."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingzhou felt much more relieved.