Dr. Chung’s 90s

After Cai Yizhong watched the security guards send the person away, he hurriedly ran in to ask about Zhong Yu's situation.

"Doctor Zhong, are you okay?"

Zhong Yu shook her head. Fortunately, she had a strong psychological quality and was not intimidated.

"How did you know that man was acting bad? The security guard came in time."

Cai Yizhong said seriously: "I happened to pass by the ward. I heard something was not right, so I hurried to find someone. Are you injured?"

Zhong Yu said nonchalantly: "I'm not injured. How is Cheng Lian?"

She still had burns on her face that had not recovered, and Zhong Yu was even more worried about her condition.

Xiaowei was hugging his mother to comfort her. He looked like a guardian, and his thin little body looked so solid and reliable.

Cheng Lian's frightened mood slowly calmed down. She put her arms around her son's waist and said in a trembling voice:
"I'm fine, Doctor Zhong. I'm really sorry that I've caused you trouble again."

Zhong Yu said nonchalantly: "This is not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself. It's just that if you continue this marriage, your life may be in danger."

How could Cheng Lian not know that the eyes she looked at her son were full of reluctance?
"If I get divorced and leave, what will happen to my son? His dad is not going through life at all. Xiaowei's grades are so good, he has to go to school..."

There was a maturity and determination on Xiaowei's face that did not belong to a young man, and he said forcefully:
"Mom, please leave me alone and get divorced as soon as possible. My dad is hopeless. If you continue to live with him, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."

Cheng Lian said sadly: "I can just leave, what are you going to do?"

Xiaowei said nonchalantly: "If you're not here, I have nothing to worry about. If he hits me, I'll run away. If it doesn't work, I'll run to my grandparents."

Cheng Lian's mother also helped: "Those two old guys are not good to you, but they love Xiaowei, the eldest grandson. You don't have to worry."

Zhong Yu is a little angry that he won't fight, his temper is so weak, who can help him?

She didn't want to continue meddling here, so she said to Cheng Lian:
"If you need to go to court to testify later, you can come to me directly."

When Cheng Lian heard the word "court", her face was full of fear, as if it was some kind of savage beast, and Zhong Yu was speechless.

Cheng Lian's mother hurried forward and said politely:
"Thank you Dr. Zhong for your help. We will definitely come to you if necessary. My daughter is cowardly, so don't argue with her."

Zhong Yu smiled nonchalantly and said meaningfully:
"I won't argue with her. She lives her own life. Don't let her get herself to a point of no return."

Cheng Lian's mother's face was a little ugly. She was more thoughtful than Cheng Lian. She looked carefree, but in fact she was very busy at home and outside.

She also regretted that she had raised her daughter too innocently and did not dare to resist when she was bullied to this point.

I thought she would find a home and if she could endure it for a few more years, the child would be able to survive when she got older.

But today's posture made her understand clearly that if she didn't jump out of the fire pit, her daughter's life would be at stake.

She said with a serious face: "Doctor Zhong, don't worry, I will take her back to her parents' home directly after she is discharged from the hospital. She has no opinion, so let me and her father make the decision for her. We can't watch her being bullied to death. We also owe each other in our previous life." her."

Zhong Yu also sighed and thought about it from his perspective. There is nothing a parent can do if he raises a daughter like that.

After coming out of the ward, she reflected on her behavior and felt that she was too nosy.

Everyone has their own path to take. It is not appropriate for her to speak without knowing the whole picture. Even if she is well-intentioned, it depends on the needs of the person involved.

Instead of meddling in other people's business, it's better to pay more attention to yourself and keep an appropriate distance from others.

Cheng Lian's troubles did not affect Zhong Yu's mood. She came home from the night shift and could still laugh when she saw Song Congchun.

Song Congchun was walking to the living room carrying a plate of meat. His sleeves were rolled up, most of his arms were exposed, and his fingers were red from the cold.

Zhong Yu was changing his shoes at the door. He couldn't see clearly what he was carrying, so he asked curiously:
"What are you doing at home alone?"

Song Congchun said resentfully: "You also know that I am alone at home. Today is New Year's Eve. You two are busier than the other. If I don't get something to eat myself, am I going to go to bed hungry?"

Zhong Yu took off the scarf around his neck and said with a smile: "You shouldn't have been sleeping until now, right?"

Song Congchun said confidently: "Then I've finished my winter vacation homework, and I don't have anything else to do. It's so cold outside, so why not lie in bed."

This kid may have been holding back his anger for a long time at home. Zhong Yu saw various marinated meat skewers on his plate and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Song Congchun deliberately found out Zhou Qin's apron and tied it on himself. He said proudly:
"I see there is ready-made meat at home, and I think you have been working very hard recently, so I will use the charcoal stove to cook barbecue in the evening to reward you."

Zhong Yu picked up the skewered meat skewers, put it under his nose and smelled it, and said dubiously: "Are you sure the pickled meat you made is edible?"

Song Congchun took the meat skewers away unhappily, "What do you mean it's edible? Mine is so delicious that you can lick the bamboo sticks. You underestimate me. I'm not bragging. I have a barbecue stall with my skills, but other stalls They all have to close down.”

As soon as he finished saying these extremely arrogant words, Zhou Qin happened to step into the house, and she said angrily:
"Tell me who you are? I don't know your last name yet. Song Congchun, you are quite capable."

Song Congchun dared to complain to Zhong Yu, but he did not dare to offend Ms. Zhou Qin at all.

He immediately licked his face and helped his mother bring the cotton shoes to her feet, and said with a smile:
"No way, am I bragging to my sister? I was worried that you would be cold and hungry when you came back at night, so I made some barbecue for you to celebrate New Year's Eve."

Zhou Qin put her handbag on the table and said angrily:
"Did you ruin the meat I put in the refrigerator? That's what I saved for the New Year."

She glanced at the plate again. The meat skewers were piled as high as a hill. She estimated that he had consumed most of the stock in the refrigerator.

"You're a waste of money. You even ruined the frozen shrimp I finally bought. I think you've had enough to eat and have nothing to do. Your skin is itchy, right?"

As she spoke, she raised her hands to greet him angrily. Song Congchun jumped up with a cry, hid behind Zhong Yu and begged for mercy:
"Mom, I know I was wrong. I won't do this again next time. Anyway, I have already marinated the meat. It's just for my family to eat. It's the same as what we eat during the New Year. Don't get angry."

Zhong Yu looked at his brother's bearish appearance and said amusedly:
"Mom, let's go to the vegetable market to buy again tomorrow. Our family won't be short of money to buy meat."

Zhou Qin now has money in her pocket, so she is not as busy as before. Just now she was just teasing her younger son on purpose.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, instructing Song Congchun: "You will be responsible for serving the barbecue for us tonight. You can only eat when we are full."

Song Congchun immediately took a towel and put it on his shoulders, and said funnyly: "Two customers, please take a seat. The younger one will grill you some meat."

On such a winter night, chatting around the charcoal grill is a rare leisure experience.

Zhong Yu took a skewer of roasted beef and took a bite. The tenderness of the meat combined with the unique aroma from the charcoal grill made people appetite. Song Congchun couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Zhong Yu gave him a thumbs up without hesitation. Zhou Qin ate the skewers and joked:
"If you don't go to college in the future, you can sell barbecue at a stall, and you won't have to worry about not having enough to eat."

Song Congchun skillfully used a fan to fan the charcoal fire and said disdainfully:
"It's impossible not to get into college. With my IQ, it doesn't matter whether it's 985 or 211. It's up to me to choose. If you want to eat my barbecue, it depends on my mood."

Zhou Qin likes to pour cold water on her son. She said unceremoniously:
"You can stop me. You can just talk about this bragging in front of me and your sister, but don't embarrass yourself in front of outsiders."

Song Congchun said shamelessly: "Invincible is always so lonely. It seems that the world can no longer tolerate my intelligence."

Zhou Qin patted her son's shoulder affectionately, and she laughed and scolded: "You will be poor-mouthed!"

Zhong Yu didn't feel hungry at the moment. Song Congchun's kebabs had so much meat that he felt full after eating two skewers.

She poured a cup of hot water, took a few sips, and asked Zhou Qin:
"When is the clothing store going to close down?"

Zhou Qin wiped the oil stains from the corner of his mouth with his hand and said softly: "The mall is still open. Why is our clothing store closing in such a hurry? There are still people who are busy until New Year's Eve when they have time to buy new clothes. There is no need to be so anxious. .”

Zhong Yu put the tea cup on the coffee table, and she stretched out her hand to warm the fire on the charcoal stove.

"Then you plan to rest on New Year's Eve? You don't expect to cook the New Year's Eve dinner in the spring, right?"

Song Congchun quickly waved his hands and said: "I can't do this. I can make a home-cooked side dish. New Year's Eve dinner requires hard dishes. If I make a mistake, I will spoil the good food."

Zhou Qin rolled his eyes, swallowed the prawn in his mouth, and then said:
"Who expects you to cook New Year's Eve dinner? I said I won't close the door, but I didn't mean I would stay in the store. I still have Xiaolu."

Zhong Yu's face was full of surprise, "Won't she go back to celebrate the New Year?"

Zhou Qin had a look of hatred on her face, "How can she have money to go home? All the money she earned in the past six months has been spent. Her parents probably knew she had no money, so they asked her not to go back to celebrate the New Year. The money I saved on the round trip car fare was still wasted.”

Song Congchun took a bite of the roasted and crispy pork belly and said with a satisfied look on his face:
"Why are Xiaolu's parents more exploitative than Shu Zhou's? Are they her biological parents or adopted ones?"

Zhong Yu rubbed his hands and was surprised, "For some people, a daughter is an outsider. She does housework to earn money before she gets married. When she gets married, she can exchange for betrothal gifts. After getting married, a daughter who can help her mother's family is a filial daughter, and a daughter who cannot help her family is a filial daughter. To outsiders, there’s nothing strange about it.”

Song Congchun clicked his tongue and said without shame: "If I give birth to a daughter in the future, I will definitely treat her as my darling."

Zhou Qin sounded the alarm, held his ear and said:
"It's time for you to go to school. Don't think of random things for me. If you don't learn how to talk to someone, I'll break your legs."

Song Congchun's ears turned red from being twisted, and he bared his teeth and said:
"Mom, why are you so crazy? I'm talking about the future. That's the future tense. Do you understand?"

Zhou Qin said domineeringly: "I don't know that much. I just want to warn you in advance. Don't make mistakes that you shouldn't make."

Song Congchun couldn't do anything to his mother, so he could only give in.

Zhong Yu looked calm, "Our family won't be so confused in the spring. Mom, don't be too nervous."

Zhou Qin knew his son's character, but he hadn't figured it out yet. He only knew how to play wildly with the boys, so he changed the subject:
"Xiaolu has been working until New Year's Eve. She is alone in another place. Should I ask her to come back and have a big party?"

She asked for the opinions of her children, but Song Congchun was dispensable and didn't care at all.

Zhong Yu objected, she said sternly:
"Mom, let's keep a simple employment relationship with Xiaolu. If you really sympathize with her, you can give her a big red envelope after the new year. Things in her family are complicated. You are too involved with her. It will be difficult to refuse in the future, and she He is a confused person, so don’t give him too much care until he is in a desperate situation."

Song Congchun also agrees with this statement. If you are rich, you can help the world, but if you are poor, you can be alone. Their family is not rich enough to help the world, and there are no adult men in the family to support them, so it is better to avoid these things.

Zhou Qin is not a kind-hearted person, and what her daughter said makes perfect sense.

If Xiaolu really encounters difficulties and comes to ask for help, she will definitely help her without any hesitation. It is better not to cause trouble for now.

Zhou Qin stood up again and went to get her handbag. She took out two bankbooks from it, handed one to Zhong Yu, and said with a proud face: "Open it and take a look."

Zhong Yu opened the passbook in confusion and saw an account opened in her name with 3 yuan in it.

Without waiting for Zhong Yu to ask, Zhou Qin said proudly: "In just half a year of doing business, excluding costs and Xiaolu's salary, I made a total of more than 7 yuan. This [-] yuan is a dividend for you."

Zhong Yu was not surprised. Now is the golden age everywhere. Anyone with a brain will not worry about making money, but she doesn't want to take the money.

"Why are you saving this money for me? Don't you still want to open a branch? Do you have enough money?"

Zhou Qin looked serious, "You can take this money. We agreed at the beginning that the money you gave to mom will be considered as a shareholding. Not only will you get the money this year, but as long as mom can make money, you can always take it. You are also the big one." If you are a girl, you might get married soon if you meet the right person, so you should save more money for yourself as a dowry."

Zhong Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her marriage hadn't even happened yet, so her mother had nothing to worry about.

Song Congchun helped: "Sister, please put the money away quickly. The dowry is rich and you will be confident in the future."

She originally had an investment in the clothing store, although it was not written clearly in black and white. Since her mother gave her a dividend, it didn't matter if she took it. If they needed it in the future, it wouldn't be too late to give it back.

"Then I'll accept it without mercy. Xiaolu is watching over there at the clothing store. Mom, are you still coming?"

Zhou Qin shook her head and said with a smile:
"In the past few days, I've been filling the house with sausages and fried dumplings and cleaning. If I don't get busy, it will be too late. Xiaolu will be alone in the store to watch."

Zhong Yu didn't have any other objections, "I'll go check on the house tomorrow morning and it'll be fine. Then I'll accompany you to do the New Year shopping. Although our family doesn't have any relatives anymore, we have to prepare some food for the neighbors who come to pay New Year greetings." "

Zhou Qin was very happy, and the two of them discussed where to go shopping. Song Congchun felt very young as he listened, and he was also clicking his teeth in a silly way without realizing it.

After the route map was finalized, they went back to the house to sleep.

The next day Zhou Qin got up early to make noodles for Zhong Yu.

Zhong Yu got up from the bed with difficulty, put on his clothes, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Suddenly the phone in the living room rang. Zhong Yu spat out the mouthwash, wiped it casually and went to answer the phone.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Song Botao on the other end of the phone said with a choked voice:
"A'yu, please ask Congchun to come back quickly. My father has passed away..."

Zhong Yuru was struck by lightning. In her previous life, Song Bingkun was still alive and well until her rebirth. How could he die?
She was caught off guard by this unexpected news, and she was stunned on the spot...

Have a nice weekend~