Jiang Qingzhou stepped out of the ward, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped.
He suddenly pulled Huo Jinyu and explained, "I remember that it's too late today. It seems not suitable to visit."
No one came to visit me. I went there at night when the sun was about to set.
"Tomorrow! Tomorrow morning... I'll buy some fruit and some nutritional supplements, and then go."
Jiang Qingzhou thought about it and felt that it would be more formal to visit Huo Jinyu's mother early tomorrow morning.
"Do you think my mother would be short of your two fruits and nutritional supplements?"
Seeing that Jiang Qingzhou was not going to leave again, Huo Jinyu turned around and pulled Jiang Qingzhou, talking as she dragged him towards the ward on the east side of the corridor.
The three heads that were a few steps behind and had just poked their heads out of the ward door were all stunned.
What is going on here
Outside the ward, in the bright corridor, their son Zhou Zhou was clinging to the protruding handrail on the side of the corridor, muttering to himself.
“… I’m not going… I’m not going… Let’s go tomorrow morning…”
As for Xiao Huo outside, he seemed not to hear Zhou Zhou's refusal at all. He grabbed Zhou Zhou's arm and tried to drag him forward.
"Take your hands off me!"
"It's too late today to visit. I'll go again tomorrow. It doesn't matter if I stay one night longer."
"Are you going to let go or not?!"
"Let's go tomorrow."
"… "
"… "
In the corridor, the two were still arguing.
One of them clung to the handrail in the corridor and insisted on going tomorrow; the other one grabbed the arm and insisted on going now.
After a short stalemate, the noise became louder and louder, attracting several guards on duty at the nurses' station at the end of the corridor, who all came out to look over here.
Huo Jinyu gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "You don't want to listen to the soft words, and you want me to be hard on you, right!? "
"I didn't say I wouldn't go, it's just too late today—"
Jiang Qingzhou's words came to an abrupt end.
Huo Jinyu directly picked the man up by the waist and lifted him onto his shoulders, sneering, "With your skinny arms and legs like a little rabbit, you still think you can beat the 'Giant'."
Jiang Qingzhou: “?” Huo Jinyu actually carried him up? ?
Brute! Rude!
If you can put it down,
Why doesn't he just go by himself
The Jiang family: “(⊙o⊙)” were stunned.
Nurses Station: “(⊙_⊙)” dumbfounded.
"… Zhou Zhou and Xiao Huo, these two kids have such a good relationship."
"Boys need to play and fight, that's how they develop relationships."
After Aunt Jiang expressed her feelings, Uncle Jiang suddenly laughed and said.
Jiang Qingzhou was carried by Huo Jinyu like a sandbag for more than ten meters. His waist was bent, and his spleen and stomach were just against Huo Jinyu's shoulders, making him feel very uncomfortable because of the squeezing while walking.
"—I'll go! I can go, but you have to put me down first." Jiang Qingzhou compromised.
If he didn't agree, Huo Jinyu might really carry him into Madam Huo's ward.
Huo Jinyu stopped where she was and put Jiang Qingzhou down: "It would have been better if you had been so obedient earlier."
Jiang Qingzhou took two steps forward and then stopped: "Let's buy a fruit basket. It's really rude to go empty-handed."
Yes! Mrs. Huo is not lacking in these, but the most basic courtesy and etiquette are indispensable.
"Why are you so busy?"
"Buy one, just buy one, buy one, one..."
"Alright, alright. Stop repeating like a parrot. I'm tired of hearing you even though you're not annoying."
"Then buy..."
"purchase!"
"… "
The sounds from the corridor faded away.
At the door of the ward, the three members of the Jiang family looked at each other, and Aunt Jiang and Uncle Jiang shook their heads helplessly at the same time.
These two children.
Finally, Jiang Qingzhou went to visit Mrs. Huo, carrying a beautifully packaged fruit basket.
At that time, Mrs. Huo was sitting in front of the coffee table, holding a cup of ginseng tea in her hand.
Her silver hair was combed back into a retro and elegant bun, and she wore a lavender printed cheongsam with a small round collar. Her eyes were kind, and she exuded an elegant and intellectual beauty that had been precipitated by the years.
When Mrs. Huo was young, she must have been an extremely beautiful woman, Jiang Qingzhou thought.
Sitting next to Mrs. Huo was an old man in a dark purple Tang suit, who was looking down at a newspaper in his hand that was quite far away from him. He also had a head full of silver hair, but he had an aura of majesty without being angry.
Seeing him and Huo Jinyu come in, the two old men put down the ginseng tea in their hands, and the newspaper in their hands respectively.
Jiang Qingzhou felt inexplicably stressed.
"Mom, Dad... This is my classmate, his name is Jiang Qingzhou, you can just call him Xiao Jiang." After Huo Jinyu briefly introduced him, he walked to the sofa and sat lazily, his back against the sofa cushion, half of his body sunk into the sofa cushion behind him.
"Aunt, uncle, hello! I'm Jiang Qingzhou, a classmate of Huo and Jinyu." Jiang Qingzhou bowed deeply and said, "I'm... I'm sorry to bother you so late at night."
"Good boy, don't be so reserved," Mrs. Huo waved at Jiang Qingzhou and said with a gentle smile, "Come and sit down so I can see you."
Jiang Qingzhou did not hesitate, put the fruit basket on the coffee table, and then sat next to Madam Huo.
Madam Huo stared at Jiang Qingzhou for a while, and her eyes could hardly hide her joy for Jiang Qingzhou: "I haven't seen a child as outstanding as you, Xiao Jiang, for a long time. My good boy, how old are you this year? Are you twenty?"
Seeing how enthusiastic Huo Jinyu's mother was towards him, Jiang Qingzhou relaxed the string in his mind that had been taut all the time, and said obediently, "Nineteen."
After answering, he secretly glanced in the direction of Huo Jinyu, just in time to see Huo Jinyu curl her lips and blink at him with one eye, and said something silently at the same time.
Jiang Qingzhou couldn't read lip language, but he could roughly guess what Huo Jinyu said.
If his guess was correct, what Huo Jinyu just said should be.
"My mother likes you very much."
I really like it, he thought.
Mrs. Huo's liking for him was a little beyond his expectations.
"Nineteen. Jinyu is one year older than you."
After saying this, Mrs. Huo paused for a while. No one knew what she thought of. After praising Jiang Qingzhou again, her tone suddenly changed.
"Xiao Jiang, you are only 19 years old, but you are already so calm and sensible. You are about the same age. - Lao Huo, look at your old son again. Look at his carefree look. It makes me angry when I see him."
Mr. Huo, who was suddenly called out, turned around and yelled at Huo Jinyu: "Huo Jinyu! What do you think of sitting properly? Didn't you see that your mother gets angry when she sees you? Why don't you sit up straight?"
Huo Jinyu pretended to pick his ears and slowly sat up. His posture was a little more "straight" than before, but only a little bit, nothing more.
"Don't you two have a better behaved person right in front of you? Why go to such great lengths to copy and paste an identical one?"
Jiang Qingzhou suddenly choked and coughed.
Huo Jinyu's mouth really was... It had never let him down. She even acted like this in front of her biological parents.
Mr. Huo was immediately irritated by his filial son and said, "One day, I will definitely kick you out and replace you."
Jiang Qingzhou: “…” Uh!
"I get angry when I see him! Wenxian, let's not get angry with each other. I'd rather look at the fruit basket than at him."
At least, Fruit Basket can't talk and won't make him angry.
As Mr. Huo spoke, he rubbed his forehead and temples as appropriate, and turned his head back to Mrs. Huo.
Jiang Qingzhou once again: "..." Uh!
For some reason, listening to the tone of Mr. Huo's voice, he felt a strange... familiarity.
"—Dad, what's that look in your eyes? Has your presbyopia gotten worse? Xiao Jiang is obviously much prettier than Fruit Basket."
Suddenly, Huo Jinyu expressed his disapproval.
Jiang Qingzhou couldn't help but want to hold his forehead, Huo Jinyu, Huo Jinyu, can you say less, this is your biological father!
While he was complaining in his heart, Jiang Qingzhou suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring straight at him... at his face.
It’s Mr. Huo.
After looking at him for a few seconds, Mr. Huo suddenly lowered his head and reached out to find a glasses case on the coffee table in front of him, opened it, slowly put on his reading glasses, and then looked up at Jiang Qingzhou again.
This time, he watched for a little longer than before. As he watched, Mr. Huo said something with a very serious expression that completely caught Jiang Qingzhou off guard.
"It's much better looking than the fruit basket!"
Jiang Qingzhou: “…” I can’t laugh or cry!
It’s almost certain who Huo Jinyu inherited his genes from.
"Wenxian, Xiao Jiang is such a good-looking kid! He looks so well-behaved and quiet, unlike Huo Jinyu, that brat, who has 206 bones in his body, but not a single one of them grows straight in the natural direction."
With a "puff", Jiang Qingzhou almost blurted out, "No! Stop! You can't laugh."
This is not funny at all.
Yes! Not funny at all.
I held it back for a while, repeatedly reminding myself not to laugh, not to laugh...
However, the more he was reminded, the more striking the words that Mr. Huo had just said to Huo Jinyu became in his mind.
In the end, Jiang Qingzhou couldn't help but coughed and laughed softly a few times.
—Cough hahahahaha…
There are 206 bones in the body, but not one of them grows straight in the natural direction.
What this means is that all the bones in Huo Jinyu's body are crooked.
I have to say that Mr. Huo's summary is too insightful! In just one sentence, it is condensed into the essence, as if not a single word is nonsense or redundant.
"Xiao Jiang, come here! Have an apple."
After Old Master Huo rudely criticized his eldest son, he was in a good mood and handed Jiang Qingzhou a big, red and round apple with a smile.
Jiang Qingzhou said softly: "Thank you."
Mr. Huo then handed Jiang Qingzhou a small knife for peeling apples.
"That's great. I'm thirsty too. Xiao Jiang, peel an apple for me."
On the sofa, Huo Jinyu spoke again.
"Okay." Jiang Qingzhou responded and began to peel the apple.
Old Master Huo glared at his son and said, "Huo Jinyu, if you want to eat an apple, can't you peel it yourself? You are already 20 years old this year, not a two-year-old baby who hasn't been weaned yet. You have the nerve to let Xiao Jiang peel the apple for you."
"What do I have to be embarrassed about?" Huo Jinyu was completely unmoved. She lifted her long legs and sank into the sofa cushions behind him.
Old Madam Huo was too lazy to even look at her unreliable old son.
Mr. Huo noticed Mrs. Huo's behavior, turned around and yelled at his son again: "Huo Jinyu! Don't be so proud for too long. Just wait and see..."
"Sooner or later, I will find a family willing to exchange their son with me, and I will kick you out of the Huo family!"