After leaving the compound, Gu Ye rode silently without saying a word. His silence was unusual.

"What did your dad say to you? Did he scold you?" Chu Qiao asked with concern.

I muttered with the old man in the room for half an hour, and when I came out, I was like this, very worried.

"I didn't curse."

Gu Ye shook his head and was silent for a while before saying, "Qiaoqiao, for the remaining 20,000 yuan, I plan to treat the old man's illness. If it is not enough, I will have to borrow money."

Although his father would pay for his doctor's treatment, if he needed to use imported special medicine or some powerful tonics like wild ginseng, he would still have to pay for it out of his own pocket, and he would have to prepare it in advance.

Chu Qiao's heart skipped a beat and she asked urgently: "What's wrong with your dad? What disease does he have?"

In his previous life, Mr. Gu was in very good health. When she died, he was still chasing thieves on the street. Why did he suddenly become ill now?

Could it be that the world she came back to was different from her previous life?

"The old man asked me to accompany him to see a doctor in the first hospital tomorrow morning. He didn't tell my mother that the old man's exclusive hospital is the second hospital. He secretly went to the first hospital to see a doctor. He must be seriously ill. He didn't want my mother to know. I saw him just now. In that case, I realized how he had become so old all of a sudden, alas..."

Gu Ye sighed repeatedly, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart. He wanted to see an old man who was so full of energy that he hit people. Seeing such an old man in such a senile manner made him feel uncomfortable.

Chu Qiao frowned. It sounded like the old man really had a bad disease, but it might have been a misdiagnosis, so he comforted him: "Don't be too anxious. It might be a misdiagnosis. Even if you really have the disease, medicine is so advanced now. Spend money to treat it. I still have more than 6,000 yuan on hand. If it’s not enough, I’ll sell the house and it can be cured.”

"You can't spend your money. If you want to buy a house, it depends on the situation first. If it's not enough, I'll ask Old Tang to borrow it. He has money." Gu Ye didn't want to spend his wife's money. Only men who have no ability spend women's money.

Chu Qiao said angrily: "Why can't I spend my money? Do you think I work in a dance hall?"

"Of course not, how could I have such thoughts." Gu Ye quickly stated that he had never been discriminated against at work. No matter it was a dance hall or anywhere, as long as he made serious money, it was a good job.

Gu Ye has never discriminated against bartenders like Lulu. Everyone is trying to survive, as long as they don't harm society. Of course, he will definitely not marry a woman like Lulu. He is petty in this regard. .

"Then don't give up what's yours and mine. Our money will be spent together. Besides, I think your dad is probably not sick, but he was misdiagnosed. Don't think of the worst first."

Chu Qiao still suspected a misdiagnosis. Mr. Gu's body was as strong as an ox. When he whipped Gu Jianshe just now, his leather belt was so fierce that his flesh blossomed with a whip. How could such a strong old man get sick?

Gu Ye was in a better mood, maybe he had been misdiagnosed.

Gu Ye got up early the next morning. After taking Brother Dabao for morning exercise, he went to take a shower and put on a shirt, trousers and leather shoes. Chu Qiao had already made breakfast, the dumplings stuffed with scallions and meat made yesterday.

"These dumplings are delicious. I'll bring a box for the old man. He likes dumplings stuffed with green onions and meat the most."

Gu Ye ate a large bowl of dumplings, sweating on his forehead. His favorite was the dumplings stuffed with green onions and meat. Mr. Gu also liked to eat them, and the old man had a purely northern taste. Unlike Gu Ye, the taste was very mixed, both from the north and the south. Can be eaten.

"OK!"

Chu Qiao filled an aluminum lunch box with a small plate of vinegar and chili sauce, which she put in the lunch box for dipping.

"You ask the old man to chew the tea leaves after eating the dumplings to remove the smell of green onions in his mouth. Don't make the doctor faint."

Chu Qiao also prepared a small handful of tea leaves. After eating onions and garlic, chewing a handful of tea leaves is the best way to get rid of bad breath.

Gu Ye went to ask for leave first, then sent Dabao and Xiaobao to school, and then came back to get the dumplings. Chu Qiao told him again, "You should speak softer, otherwise you will make your father angry, which will hurt your health."

"knew."

Gu Ye was silent. He would never make the old man angry again.

Mr. Gu stood at the entrance of the hospital, looking around, raising his wrist from time to time to check the time. It was already eight twenty-six, and the little bastard hadn't come yet, so he had no sense of time at all.

At 8:29, Gu Ye arrived at the door of the hospital on time. He saw the familiar figure of his old man in the distance, but he didn't dare to recognize it. He always felt that it was an old man who looked very similar to the old man.

The brim of the peaked hat is pushed down extremely low, covering most of his face, and he is also wearing toad glasses (sunglasses). At first glance, he looks like an irregular old man. The old man in his family is the most serious, so why is he dressed like this?

"dad?"

Gu Ye called out tentatively. Mr. Gu turned around quickly, with sharp and firm movements, no less elegant than before. Gu Ye couldn't help but laugh, "Why are you doing this? You're so thief."

"What time is it? Do you have a sense of time?"

The old man pointed at his watch and scolded him. He was thirty-two seconds late. He was counting with the second hand. If this was a war, he would be delayed and his head would be chopped off.

"Exactly half past eight!"

Gu Ye raised his watch and argued with reason.

"Eight-thirty is thirty-two seconds over."

The old man became even more angry. He refused to admit that he was late and showed no responsibility at all.

"That's half past eight. It's not a war. Why are you so sure?"

Seeing that the old man was still scolding, Gu Ye quickly handed over the aluminum lunch box, "The dumplings made by my wife are stuffed with green onions, and they are still hot!"

When he heard that it was his favorite meat stuffing with scallions, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again. He didn't want to eat it too much, "The dumplings made by your wife must not be delicious. If you ask me, this southerner can't make them." Dumplings, you still have to make dumplings made by your grandma, alas!"

The dumplings made by his mother were beautiful, but it was a pity that he could no longer eat them. His mother fell ill and died when he was twelve years old, but the taste of the dumplings made by his mother became more and more profound in his memory. Especially in these years, he often thinks of his mother's dumplings, and the more he thinks about them, the more he gets greedy, and the more he gets greedy, the more he misses his mother.

They say that only old people always recall the past. He must be really old!

"I'm not bragging, my wife makes the best dumplings in the world. You'll know if they taste good or not. If not, I'll chop off the head and give it to you!" Gu Ye was not convinced.

He has never met his grandma, let alone eaten her dumplings. He doesn’t know whether they are delicious or not, but his wife’s dumplings are definitely the most delicious in the world.

The old man accepted the lunch box doubtfully. No matter whether it was delicious or not, it was a good idea for his daughter-in-law to have this intention. He had to eat it to save his face.

The two of them went to the hospital and sat down on a bench in the park. The dumplings were still steaming, white, fat, and in the shape of a gold ingot. The old man was more hopeful, and they looked quite similar, and the chili sauce looked strong and red. It's shiny and makes me drool just looking at it.

"Did your wife make this chili sauce?"

"Of course, where else can you buy such authentic chili sauce? Let me tell you, it is best mixed with noodles. My wife said that I will make beef sauce next time. It will be more delicious." Gu Ye kept showing off his wife's kitchen skills. Yi killed the old man and his wife instantly.

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