Doctor Peerless

Chapter 309
From the airport to Zhou's clinic, about an hour is enough.

If you drive fast, 10 minutes is about the same.

After Zhou Sheng packed his things upstairs, he started tidying up his room. Grandpa arranged his own room properly.

But the guest room has to be tidied up...

Even though there was some vague ambiguity in WeChat, Zhou Sheng didn't dare to throw Lao He's quilt on his bed on his own. One of the inconveniences when a girl came to the door for the first time, don't forget there is Jie Laer.

Once cleaned up, the time is almost up.

Downstairs, grandpa and daddy had fun with Jie Laer.

Although the girl is a bit darker, she is really cute. After the crying two or three years old, the four or five-year-old children are the cutest, and the father is still sour, saying: "Looking at it this way, we are not bad. I picked up a bargain, passed the most difficult time to take care of the child, and now I am purely playing."

In the voice of emotion, one can hear a bit of resentment and self-comfort.

The children have all entered the house, and they can't be pushed out. Once they come, they will be safe, so let's live.

"Is the girl here?" Grandpa asked.

Zhou Sheng said: "It should be soon, it's almost 10 minutes before we set off."

Grandpa nodded: "You haven't eaten yet, right? There's nothing to eat at home. You came back in a hurry, and we didn't prepare it. It's too late now, and it's inconvenient to go out to eat. How about I go upstairs and downstairs to order noodles for you? Or go out for some BBQ?"

"Just eat the noodles, Lao He doesn't choose."

Zhou Congshu interjected: "Old He Laohe, how old is that girl? You kid is in a relationship, why are you acting like virgins?"

Zhou Shouming also asked in doubt: "Older than you?"

"Four years older."

"Four years old..." The father and son looked at each other, but they didn't think it was inappropriate, just awkward, but the matter has come to this point, and they won't say anything more.

Grandpa was about to get up, but was stopped by his father again: "I'll go cook the noodles, and change this clothes by the way. I haven't seen anyone at the airport, so it's not suitable to wear at home."

Say it.

Zhou Congshu went upstairs.

Grandpa patted the sofa and told Zhou Sheng to sit down...

Don't ask about the girl's situation anymore, and talk about things in Africa.

Zhou Shouming didn't have anything to hide at this time, and told all about his operation in the primeval jungle. Zhou Shouming didn't interrupt the whole process, and the change in expression was indeed shocking, but he wouldn't blame the past.

After he finished speaking, Zhou Shouming asked: "Then you are almost familiar with the operation process now?"

"Well, Professor Tang Yi had an accident before, and I also participated in the operation."

"Okay, promising!"

It’s not about pampering. In just half a year, being able to be an assistant in an operation is something that I would never have imagined in China. Leaving aside the wild path in the jungle, being recognized by the director of general surgery at a national hospital is an achievement.

"However, you have to guard against arrogance and impetuosity." Grandpa also had to beat, "When you come back, you have to take care of yourself. When you go to the unit, it's time for an internship. Don't act recklessly... I remember when you left, the unit leader left you position?"

"Well, it should be, but I don't know if it's okay after so long."

Zhou Shouming thought for a while, and said: "Whether it's okay or not, first ask, isn't Xiao Su working in the central courtyard? He must be familiar with the leader now, let him find out, and then you can ask yourself..."

"If it doesn't work, just find another way. You, Uncle Zhang, must have connections."

Zhou Yisheng said: "Actually, when we came here, we had a meal with Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang also wanted me to stay in the south, and he helped me find a unit. However, I have an appointment with the leaders here. On the one hand...Lao He's work arrangements for the next year are all in the northwest, and I will continue to be in Qinzhong, so we can meet conveniently."

"Northwest?" Grandpa couldn't help thinking about it. Zhang Zhongjian said earlier that he was a literary and art worker, and Zhou Shouming asked, "Go to the Northwest to collect folk songs? Is she a painter?"

Literary and artistic work is carried out in the Northwest, so what can we do?

Huangsha, Gobi, Mogao Grottoes, and further west is the frontier. Apart from the beauty of the scenery, there is nothing to mention.

Zhou Sheng smiled and let it go: "You will know when she comes..."

however.

This is not finished yet.

There was the sound of a car engine coming from outside the door.

The two of them were already waiting, paying extra attention, listening to the movement and stillness for a long time, and the sound of someone talking.

The grandpa and grandson stood up together.

"I guess it's coming..."

"I'll pick her up, don't go out."

"Together, together, it's the first time for a girl to come, it's okay."

Grandpa is also anxious, wanting to see who the hell is, who can coax his grandson into adopting the little black boy.

out the door.

The street lights outside were dim.

There was an airport minibus parked at the curb on the side of the road, and a tall figure was saying goodbye, checking with the other party if it was this place.

As soon as Zhou Sheng saw the back, he knew that it was Lao He, and quickly shouted: "Lao He."

He Congshuang looked back, smiled, and said to the people in the car: "By the way, that's right, it's troublesome for you at night, it's hard work."

"Hehe, it's okay, I wish you a good time in Qinzhong."

The people at the airport were also curious, what are the big stars doing here?
They couldn't see people coming from a distance, and they were embarrassed to stay longer, so they had to close the door and leave.

Wait for that car to go.

Lao Hecai walked over quickly, stroked the ends of his hair unobtrusively, he could still see some nervousness, then walked up to the two of them, glanced at Zhou Shousheng, and then set his eyes on Zhou Shouming: "You are Zhou Shouming. Grandpa? Hello Grandpa, I'm He Congshuang."

As soon as Lao He opened his mouth, he was no longer as indifferent as before.

The twelfth lunar month of winter gives people a kind of warmth like spring breeze.

Hey.

That's amazing.

This is showing off your lines skills to meet people.

When Zhou Shouming saw Lao He, he was also stunned, his eyes were full of doubts, he felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, he quickly filtered the information in his mind, and after about six or seven seconds he suddenly woke up, couldn't help raising his hand——

"You, you are..."

"Which singer are you? Singing?"

Lao He nodded, and didn't rush to explain his career progress, just said: "It's me."

"Hey, what's going on here?" Grandpa was stunned, and quickly looked at his eldest grandson.

Zhou Sheng smiled smugly, he also had vanity, finding a big star to take him home, the feeling was hard to express in words.

"It's a long story, Grandpa, let's go in, you see little Jie Laer has run out."

"Hey, that's right, the house first, the house first..."

It could be seen that Zhou Shouming's brain was completely down.

Seeing a celebrity and seeing a celebrity's daughter-in-law are completely different concepts.

The old man doesn't chase stars, but the problem is...

The star became a grandson-in-law.

This……

Can this fit?

Obviously, it was the same as Zhang Zhongjian's first reaction, whether it was suitable or not.

No matter the profession is high or low, the entertainment industry is really far away from ordinary people. Aren’t the stars on the news all joining wealthy families? What kind of family is ours? !
Three people entered the house.

When the light came on, Zhou Shouming carefully looked at He Congshuang.

The girl is really tall, she is half a head lower than her grandson, not to mention her figure, how can a star be worse?
There is always a smile on his lips, which is sincere, because it can be seen that he is a bit shy.

Also at this time.

There were footsteps upstairs, accompanied by Zhou Congshu's yelling: "Is the lady here? Oh, it's just in time, it's just in time, the noodles are just out of the pot, and they're hot, try Uncle's cooking..."

Holding a tray, the old man came down. The feet appeared first, followed by the lower body, waist, and upper body.

Seeing that he was about to go downstairs, he couldn't wait any longer, so he simply bent over and looked down——

That's it.

He paused.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey..."

"He Congshuang?!!!"

Clang.

A tray, three bowls of noodles, smashed all over the place.

I don't have to eat dinner~!

(End of this chapter)