Dr. Chung’s 90s

Chapter 9 The breath of happiness hits my face...

Zhong Yu subconsciously looked up when he heard a familiar voice.

I saw the little boy like a green pine waving his hands vigorously, and the happy breath rushed to his face.

When facing him, Zhong Yu's steps became a lot lighter unconsciously.

Song Congchun rarely showed his childish side and ran towards his sister like a cannonball.

Zhong Yu's small body was knocked back several steps.

Since her rebirth, it was only now that she was holding her brother in her arms and her mother was right in front of her, that she felt truly at ease.

Zhong Yu's eyes were slightly red, and he touched his brother's head covertly, and made gestures on his chest.

"You are so tall!"

He pinched his small shoulder again and said with feigned disgust:
"It's just not strong at all. You need to eat more meat, eggs, and milk to supplement high-quality protein. Otherwise, how will you protect your girlfriend in the future?"

Song Congchun was not shy and happily raised his arms to show off his muscles.

"I'm full of muscles, so hard! If you don't believe me, just touch them."

Zhong Yu turned her head arrogantly, "I only care about muscled men, elementary school chicks are not interested."

Song Congchun was unhappy, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down.

The two siblings were having a big fight and only stopped in front of Zhou Qin.

Zhou Qin looked at her daughter up and down, carefully distinguishing her changes.

Seeing her full of energy and rosy face, I felt relieved immediately.

Unexpectedly, when he lowered his head, he saw bright red blood stains on the hem of her clothes, and he immediately pulled her nervously to check.

He asked anxiously: "Where are you injured?"

Zhong Yu quickly shook his head.

"Mom, don't worry, this is not my blood, it was the blood I got from helping to treat the patient just now."

After hearing this, Zhou Qin felt relieved, as long as her daughter was not injured, then she took her hand and walked out, muttering as she walked:
"It's really unlucky. I'm usually fine, but there was a murder on the train when you came back."

Song Congchun followed behind him with his luggage. The luggage was heavy and there were many people, and he was out of breath after a while.

Listening to what her mother said, she complained unceremoniously:
"My sister is a doctor and has to see blood every day. According to your statement, then my sister has to practice exorcism every day."

Zhou Qin rolled her eyes at him, "Can this be the same? Children don't understand, don't talk nonsense! A'yu, who is that person on the train who killed someone with a knife?"

Zhong Yu knew that her mother's spirit of gossip had awakened, so she did not hide it and told her what happened on the train while walking.

Song Congchun was at the age where he was curious about everything. When he heard that Yao Huang had a deformed face, he felt it was very mysterious.

He kept asking, "Sister, are there really people who look like frogs? Are they possessed by evil spirits?"

Zhou Qin looked disdainful, "Why are you so feudal and superstitious at such a young age? A few years ago, you would have been dragged out and criticized. This is a genetic mutation. Didn't you listen to your sister?"

Song Congchun pouted, "Mom, you really have no imagination at all."

Zhou Qin sometimes dislikes her son who has been around for a long time and is too energetic.

Kicked him on the butt and ordered angrily:
"When adults are talking, children should stop interrupting. Hurry up and grab a seat in the car."

The bus at the station happened to go to Weihai Road, and Zhou Qin and Song Bingkun agreed not to go back to sleep at night.

Her daughter finally came back, and it was natural for the two of them to have private conversations.

Not seeing the old Song family, she felt that the air was much fresher.

Had she not wanted to have more sons, she might not have been willing to remarry.

Without Song Congchun's interruption, Zhou Qin frowned and continued:
"If you ask me, you shouldn't talk too much on the train. If the operation fails, the person will turn his hatred to you. This is a ruthless person who can even kill his own father. He would treat you, an outsider, I won’t be soft-hearted.”

Zhong Yu laughed. She was holding Zhou Qin's arm and patted the back of her hand comfortingly.

"Yao Huang is not that kind of person. She took action against her father to avenge her mother. Even if the operation failed, she would not blame me. What's more, since I opened my mouth, I must have the confidence."

Zhong Yu was calm and confident when he said this, and his whole body seemed to be radiating light.

Zhou Qin only glanced at her and realized vaguely.

Her daughter is no longer a child hiding under her wings and needing protection.

Unexpectedly, she thought of Zhong Guoqiang. When he was still here, he would stop her whenever she complained and scolded her daughter.

He also always says that his daughter has her own opinion and a flexible mind, and allows her to do what she likes.

Now it seems that this damn ghost was right, and Izumi Izhi should be proud of himself.

Zhou Qin couldn't explain his feelings and sighed.

"You're old anyway, so I can't help you. You have to do things according to your ability."

At this moment, Zhou Qin had some vicissitudes of life, which Zhong Yu couldn't quite understand.

It happened that Song Congchun ran to the car and waved, shouting for them to hurry up.

Zhong Yu acted as if nothing happened and pulled her mother to speed up her pace.

There are not many people on the bus at night, so there is no need to crowd around, and it is quite nice to be relaxed.

It was already past nine o'clock when we arrived at Weihai Road. Zhong Yu didn't ask her mother why she didn't go back to the Song family first. Her mother didn't mention it and she was happy to be quiet.

When he finally entered the house and saw everything familiar in the house, Zhong Yu felt calm.

Although it is an old house, it is filled with Zhong Yu’s childhood memories.

The interior is only [-] square meters, with three bedrooms and one living room in an airplane style.

Each room is not big, but the layout is simple, clear and very livable.

Looking at the dim light makes my heart feel warm.

Zhou Qin looked at the room with nostalgia in his eyes, but the emotion dissipated in just a few seconds.She is the most pragmatic, she never consumes herself, she gives what she wants, she just does what she wants, and there is no use in thinking too much.

Seeing that her daughter was still reminiscing, she interrupted directly.

"You are tired after sitting on the train for more than ten hours. There is hot water at home. Take a quick bath to relieve your fatigue."

This house has been cleaned up by Zhou Qin, and there are fruits on the coffee table in the living room, so you can just move in with your bags.

Song Congchun took an apple and ate it, then sat on the sofa carelessly.

He was eating something in his mouth and asked vaguely:
"Mom, where should I sleep tonight?"

Zhou Qin took Zhong Yu's luggage and was about to help her pack it.

"You're thick-skinned and you can get it just by spending one night on the sofa. It's not cold."

Sons don't need to be raised too carefully. Zhong Yu laughed evilly when he heard this.

"Mom, just put your luggage in the study first and pack it up after I take a shower."

She had not lived with Zhou Qin for several years, and her living habits were no longer the same.

Zhou Qin wasn't that sensitive, so she stood up and clapped her hands.

"Then I'll put the things in the study for you, and you can sort them out later. I've bought vegetables at home and put them in the kitchen. You haven't been busy eating on the train all day, so I'll make you some side dishes."

Zhong Yu had been holding back for more than ten hours on the train. He really had no appetite at all, and he didn't use the snacks he brought with him.

But her mother likes to be busy like this. If she refuses again, she will probably feel uncomfortable.

"Thank you, Mom! There is no air circulation on the train and I don't feel hungry. Please do less."

Song Congchun immediately raised his hand, "Mom, I'm hungry. It took a lot of effort to carry things. I have to replenish my strength. You can cook me a bowl, preferably with a poached egg."

Zhou Qin looked disgusted when she saw him eating fruit and still complaining about being hungry.

"I know, your stomach is a bottomless pit that can't be filled."

Song Congchun was innocent. He blinked his big eyes and shrugged helplessly.

"I'm growing taller. My sister thinks I'm too thin. If I don't eat well and grow taller, you won't even be able to have a grandson."

Zhou Qin was too lazy to talk to him, picked up the apron and entered the kitchen.

Zhong Yu was not in a hurry. She took out all the food in her luggage and handed it to Song Congchun.

"You can take these back to eat tomorrow. If you're hungry, come over to see me. If you can't do anything else, I can still feed you what you stutter."

Song Congchun clasped his hands and said with an exaggerated expression:
"No words of thanks are given for a great favor, but a favor of one meal will surely be repaid with a spring of water!"

Zhong Yu rolled her eyes at him. She felt sticky and uncomfortable, and she didn't want to talk nonsense to him.

Although the life of the Song family is not bad, there are many mouths to eat in the family, and no matter how much delicious food they have, there will be nothing left when it is given to Song Congchun.

Even if Song Congchun later became famous, he could not change his habit of being greedy and protective of his food. This was due to his bad mouthing when he was a child.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Zhong Yu seemed to be alive again.

She came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair, just as her mother's noodles were ready.

"I braised the beef freshly in the morning, which can be eaten at home for several meals. I also made some shredded green pepper and pork noodles to go with it. I also fried two poached eggs, one for each of you and Sichun. The noodles are also hand-rolled by me."

I didn't have much of an appetite at first, but the smell really made my index finger tick.

"Mom, this beef is not cheap. Several members of your family eat it. Don't buy it for me in the future. This is for you!"

As he said that, he handed the poached eggs in the bowl to his brother.

Zhou Qin pulled out a stool and sat down, confidently saying:
"I earn my own money, so I'm happy to buy you whatever I want. Others can't control it. Song Meiting took away all the good stuff your Uncle Song had."

Zhong Yu smiled. She would not comment on the Song family's affairs. After all, her brother was still here, so it would be inappropriate to say anything.

Song Congchun took a big mouthful of noodles and said nonchalantly:
"Sister, don't mind. My dad is that kind of person. I don't blame mom for complaining. Now I'm getting more and more confused as I get older. I wish I could give all the three melons and two dates in the house to my eldest brother and eldest sister. Our mom should go her own way with him. ."

There were some things that were hard for Zhong Yu to say, but Song Congchun said them without any scruples.

Zhong Yu ate the noodles and whispered softly:
"Anyway, if you have your own salary, don't ask for it from Uncle Song with your palm up. I don't need you to supplement me when I go to work. As long as he treats everyone equally and is willing to provide for school in the spring, it will be fine. A young couple comes to keep company all the time, and their children will never be as caring as their wives."

As tough as Zhou Qin was, her daughter's words pierced her heart.

It's not easy for her to tell outsiders about her family affairs. Outsiders would just laugh at her and she deserves it. Who told her to get married for the second time?
Now she is fine, her children are by her side, her daughter is promising, her son is not bad in qualifications, and her days of happiness are coming.

Especially when her daughter goes to work in Nanshan Hospital, there will be few people asking for help in the future. She finally has someone to support her and is willing to pour out her bitterness.

"You don't know your Uncle Song. He sticks to the rules. For him, the eldest son is the one who inherits the family business. The eldest daughter lost her mother not long after she was born. He feels guilty in his heart. My Congchun is redundant. He doesn’t need to worry.”

Song Congchun felt uncomfortable when his mother said this.

"It's okay now, but which one of those two wants to get a wife or a man without money? The textile factory is not what it used to be. Your Uncle Song is on guard against me and doesn't know how to manage money. I don't know the exact amount in his pocket. , but certainly not even one-third will fall to Cong Chun.”

Zhong Yu frowned. It turned out that her mother had so many hidden worries. No wonder she aged so quickly later on.

Seeing that she was agitated, he quickly put down his chopsticks and walked behind her mother to help her calm down.

"Who knows what will happen in the future. Anyway, as long as I'm here, I won't have enough to eat and go to school in the spring. I can live the life of the Song family if I can, and if I can't, I'll leave."

When Zhong Yu said this, Zhou Qin burst into tears and laughed.

"Silly girl, if I divorce, how can I go to work in a textile factory? I can drown myself in saliva."

Zhong Yu disagreed.

"With me following you, no one dares to gossip about you. The textile factory will close down sooner or later. It's better for Mom to go out and do business on her own.

After all, you have been managing money for so many years, so it might as well be your own boss.

What's more, now that policies are liberalized, the income of self-employed people is not low. "

(End of this chapter)