The reborn peasant girl wants to turn over

Chapter 215 Excited

Zhou Shaojie became furious when he heard it, what!There is an old man who won't let Xiuxiu come to see him!
"Is it the old man of the He family?"

The first thing Zhou Shaojie thought of was the old man of the He family.

Xiao Gao glanced at Ding Qingwen and shook his head, "No, I don't know that old man either. Xiuxiu can listen to him. By the way, that old man seems to have lost half of his arm."

Um?Zhou Shaojie immediately realized that it was Mr. Zeng!
Why did Mr. Zeng come here?When did you come?I have never heard of Xiuxiu.

Zhou Shaojie said to Xiao Gao: "Hurry up and call Commander Zhou and tell Zeng Tianxiang to come."

Xiao Gao was a little confused, said 'oh', and then went to borrow the hospital's phone number.

"Who is Zeng Tianxiang? Why is this name so familiar?" Xiao Gao muttered to himself while walking, and he suddenly slapped himself, "Isn't Zeng Tianxiang the founding general, the "killing god" on the battlefield?!"

As soon as Xiao Gao thought of this possibility, he rubbed excitedly—turned around and ran to the ward. He broke into the door directly and asked excitedly: "Battle Commander Zhou, is Zeng Tianxiang the same Zeng Tianxiang? Is that Zeng Tianxiang from 'Killing God'?"

Zhou Shaojie laughed, this kid!
He nodded, and deliberately whispered: "Shhh, it's General Zeng, be gentle, don't let anyone know."

Xiao Gao's face was flushed with excitement, and his voice was trembling: "Can I see the old man?" He looked at Zhou Shaojie expectantly.

A gleam of light flashed in Zhou Shaojie's deep eyes, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "Go and call the commander first, and then you can send Commander Zhou there, maybe you will see him soon."

"Take orders!" Xiao Gao disappeared into the ward in seconds.

He went directly to the director's office to borrow the phone.

"That. Director Wang. I want to make a call that needs to be kept secret. Can you avoid it?" Xiao Gao deeply felt that he was shouldering the important task of keeping the whereabouts of General Zeng secret, so he said with difficulty to Director Wang who was looking down at the medical records.

Director Wang knew Xiao Gao, knew that Xiao Gao was a servant of Commander Zhou's house, smiled, and went out happily, leaving the office to Xiao Gao.

After dialing the phone, Xiao Gao said in a low voice: "Report to the chief, Zeng Tianxiang is coming."

Zhou Zhu'en on the other side of the phone didn't hear Xiao Gao's words clearly for a while, he took the receiver away and looked at it, confused.

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What's wrong with Xiao Gao? Why is his voice so hoarse? There seems to be no place in the hospital that needs to use his voice.

Xiao Gao waited for a while but didn't hear Commander Zhou's response, so he also looked at the phone receiver, maybe there was something wrong with the phone.

"Report to the chief, Zeng Tianxiang is coming."

"Xiao Gao, speak loudly!" Zhou Zhu'en suddenly lost his temper, as a soldier, how could he be so timid.

Xiao Gao was startled, and shouted reflexively, "Report to the chief, Zeng Tianxiang is here!" It was like shouting slogans in a military camp.

"What? Is it Zeng Lao?"

"Yes."

"Snapped--!"

Zhou Zhu'en hung up the phone, stood there for a minute, then took his coat and went outside.

The long-lasting memories flooded into his heart all of a sudden, Zhou Zhu'en felt his blood was boiling, how long had it been since he felt this way.

It's 14!

He remembered the chaos 14 years ago. He failed his most respected old leader, got him off a key position, and made Mr. Zeng leave in anger. How many times he had visited the door to explain, visit, and plead guilty All were turned away.

Now that Mr. Zeng actually came, his heart began to tremble!

When Zhou Zhuen got into the car, he was so excited that he almost stepped in the air, and the driver turned pale with fright.

Zhou Zhuen waved his hand and said, "Go to the hospital, hurry up."

He was even a little restless along the way, what to say and what expression he should make when he saw Mr. Zeng later.
Soon after arriving at the hospital, Zhou Zhu'en went directly into the ward with a gust of wind, and searched everywhere.

Ding Qingwen and Zhou Shaojie looked at their (old man) father, who was busy with travel and dust, and looked around as soon as they entered the door. They looked at each other for a moment.

Zhou Shaojie quickly understood, suppressed the burst of laughter, and said, "Dad, that old Zeng is not in the hospital."

Zhou Zhuen: "."

Zhou Shaojie saw that his father, who had not changed his face before the collapse of Mount Tai, was going to get angry, and immediately said: "Mr. Zeng has indeed come to Jiangtian, and he should be at Xiuxiu's place now."

Zhou Zhuen's anger disappeared immediately, and he asked suspiciously: "Where is Xiuxiu? Is Xiuxiu here? Did she tell you? Or..."

Ding Qingwen on the side laughed out loud, "Old Zhou, look at you, you look like a kid, sit down and have a rest first."

Zhou Zhu'en shook his head and said, "You don't understand, that's Zeng Tianxiang, the old leader who pulled me up!"

After speaking, he turned around and went out, shouting as he walked: "Xiao Gao, call me a car, I'm going to Xiuxiu's house."

Ding Qingwen, who was left in the ward, widened his eyes for a moment, she almost didn't recognize this man.

Zhou Shaojie sniffled, and said slowly: "I didn't even have time to tell him that Mr. Zeng seems to be here to make decisions for Xiuxiu." From Xiao Gao's meaning, he could guess that this time when he was in a coma, Zeng I'm always dissatisfied with their Zhou family's approach.

Ding Qingwen: "."

On this side, Mr. Zeng was holding a purple sand pot with a leisurely expression. Inside was Lao Junmei's tea, which Zhou Xingshan gave to Xiuxiu. As soon as Mr. Zeng heard it, he knew it was a good thing, so Xiuxiu immediately handed it over for filial piety, and let Zeng The old man nodded in satisfaction, fortunately he was not taken away by the Zhou family boy.

Li Xiuxiu was sitting behind a large table, writing calligraphy with a brush.

Old Zeng commented: "During this time, I must have been lazy and didn't practice well. Look at your strokes. The strength is not right when you turn."

Li Xiuxiu: "."

She sticks out her tongue secretly, Zeng Lao's eyes are still so sharp, but it's not that she has been too busy recently, she has been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days.

After finally writing five big characters, Li Xiuxiu said flatteringly, "There is a shop selling wontons at the corner ahead. It is a handicraft handed down from the family. It tastes so good. I'll buy you a bowl and try it."

Zeng took a look at her, lay down on the rattan chair, and said slowly, "Then let's stop by to see Zhou?"

Li Xiuxiu giggled, "I go to see Battalion Commander Zhou every day. If I don't go today, Battalion Commander Zhou must think something is wrong with me. Soon, I'll come back after just one look at him."

Old Zeng snorted, "Didn't that brat just go back and deliver a message?"

Li Xiuxiu could only shrug helplessly.

At this moment, there was a hasty knock on the door outside, and Li Xiuxiu said to herself suspiciously: "Who is it? It's so urgent." Then she turned and left the room to open the door.

Old Zeng closed his eyes and hummed inwardly.

At the gate, Li Xiuxiu looked at the visibly excited Zhou Zhuen in surprise, "Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhou Zhuen showed a gentle smile, "Is Mr. Zeng here?"

Li Xiuxiu understood, she nodded.

"I'll come and see his old man."

(End of this chapter)