Chapter 179 Chilling

Zhu Zhicheng smiled at her: "Aunt Liu, I am Zhicheng."

Aunt Liu smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for many years." She glanced at the bedroll Zhu Zhicheng was carrying, "Are you coming back from the country to enjoy your brother's wedding?"

Zhu Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, "Zhigao is getting married?"

Aunt Liu laughed: "I heard it's going to be soon, and the date will be after the new year."

"It's just that the girl's family asked to buy it all three times. Your family agreed, and now they are raising money from everywhere."

Susie blinked. She seemed to have heard someone say that three turns and one beep refers to sewing machines, bicycles, watches, and radios.

This was not cheap, it cost several hundred yuan in total. She couldn't help but look at Zhu Zhicheng.

Zhu Zhicheng also understood something, his face turned pale, "My mother——"

Aunt Liu said: "When I came out just now, I met your mother, who had just gone back after buying vegetables."

Zhu Zhicheng's voice was trembling: "My mother, is my mother in good health?"

Aunt Liu smiled heartily and said, "It's fine."

"Especially recently, you are getting a wife for your brother. People are in high spirits during happy events."

Zhu Zhicheng was a little numb, standing there listening to what Aunt Liu was saying.

"I still have to go shopping. I'm already late today. I won't be able to buy anything for a while."

"Zhicheng, let's go and sit at Auntie's house when you have time." Aunt Liu said and left.

Zhu Zhicheng was still standing where he was, and the people behind him looked at each other without saying a word.

They all knew that Zhu Zhicheng came back this time because his mother was ill and needed surgery. Zhu Zhicheng came back firstly to give money and secondly to take care of his mother.

The current situation is a bit chilling.

Zhu Zhicheng stood there as if clearing his thoughts. After a while, he turned around and tried to smile to everyone, "Let's go, my house is not far ahead."

Several people followed Zhu Zhicheng and walked to a wooden door with mottled paint. Zhu Zhicheng stopped.

The home I haven't returned to for seven years now seems so strange.

He suddenly didn't have the courage to step through the door.

The wooden door was ajar, and Susie suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from inside, "The boss doesn't know when he will send the money back. It's been more than half a month since I wrote this letter, so it's time to send the money back."

Then came a man's voice, "He is just farming in the countryside. He definitely can't afford so much money."

The woman continued: "What are you worried about? If you can't get it, he will definitely borrow it."

The man sighed, "I'm afraid it's not easy to borrow such a large sum of money."

"I guess he can borrow one or two hundred yuan at most and send it back."

The woman said: "One or two hundred dollars is better than nothing! If it doesn't work out, don't buy a sewing machine yet, just buy a watch and a bicycle."

"How about you write another letter to urge me? Just say that I am lying in the hospital waiting for surgery, and ask him to send the money back as soon as possible."

"Zhigao's wedding is coming soon. When the time comes, if we can't get the three-turn ring, what will we do about the wedding?"

Su Qian stood behind Zhu Zhicheng, feeling embarrassed and unworthy of Zhu Zhicheng.

He ate chaffy vegetables himself and saved every penny to send to his family. The family did not care about his life and death at all, and drank his blood and sweat without any scruples.

Zhu Zhicheng had listened to Aunt Liu's words before, but he still had some illusions in his heart.

Maybe my mother was sick and no one told her. Even the neighbors didn't know.

At this moment, this trace of fantasy was ruthlessly shattered by his mother.

He thought of letters from home one after another, almost always crying about poverty and asking for money.

He would sell blood again and again and send money home.

Zhu Zhicheng stared blankly at the wooden door.

At this time, the wooden door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties appeared at the door.

Susie looked at the woman. The woman had fine white skin, not many wrinkles on her face, and she looked full of energy.

When the woman saw Zhu Zhicheng, she suddenly took a step back as if she was frightened.

Zhu Zhicheng slowly raised his head, "Mom——"

The muscles on He Lamei's face seemed to be out of control for a moment.

It seemed like I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't. It looked like I was crying.

In the yard, Zhu Yongqing looked at the door in confusion, "Who is coming?"

He Lamei turned around and said, "Yes, it's Zhicheng."

Zhu Yongqing didn't realize who Zhicheng was for a moment, and was startled when he walked to the door, "Boss, are you back?"

He reacted faster than He Lamei and said quickly: "Hurry up, get in the house quickly."

Zhu Zhicheng stood still and said, "Dad, I still have a few friends."

Only then did Zhu Yongqing see a few people standing behind Zhu Zhicheng, "Are they friends of Zhicheng? Come in, come in and sit down."

Susie was so embarrassed that she wanted to leave immediately, but she had to see Uncle Liao settled down.

Several people followed him into the courtyard.

The yard is not big, and there are some debris piled inside.

Facing the house is a row of houses with five rooms, with a main room in the middle, two main rooms and two side rooms. They should be old houses passed down from ancestors.

There is also a red brick house built on one side of the yard, which should be the kitchen.

Zhu Yongqing let a few people into the house while He Lamei went to make tea.

The two of them looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy. The boss's face looked wrong. Could it be that the words they just chatted about were overheard.

He Lamei was even more panicked. She didn't look like someone who was seriously ill and needed surgery. What should we do?

Should I pretend to be sick?

Did the boss hear it just now?

Zhu Zhicheng put down his bedroll and saw that Zhu Yongqing was a little embarrassed next to him. In order to lighten the atmosphere, he said in a casual manner: "Dad, you didn't go to work today?"

Zhu Yongqing said: "What class are you still working in? I took medical leave a few years ago and gave Zhigao a new job."

After speaking, Zhu Yongqing suddenly noticed something and turned his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Zhu Zhicheng.

He just remembered that he had never told his boss about his job.

Mainly, it's hard to say.

I'm afraid the boss will have opinions.

Nowadays, everything in the workplace is a carrot and a pit. Seeing that my second son has graduated from high school and is idle at home. If I don't get him a job, I'm afraid people from the street will come to my house to persuade him to go to the countryside.

The couple unanimously planned to keep their second son with them for retirement, and they could not let him go to the countryside under any circumstances.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and retire from the hospital.

After retirement, my salary was a little less, but now that there is one more person in the family receiving salary, my life has become easier.

I have saved some money in the past few years and plan to arrange the marriage of my second son.

I didn't expect that at this juncture, my eldest son would come back.

Zhu Zhicheng lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear Zhu Yongqing's words.

He Lamei came over with tea, and Zhu Zhicheng stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, Uncle Liao came to the capital to do some business and may have to stay at home for a while." He just wanted to make arrangements for Uncle Liao first, and then have a good talk with his family.

Unexpectedly, He Lamei said in surprise: "Where can I live at home?"

When Zhu Zhicheng heard what his mother said, he could no longer suppress the disappointment he had accumulated since entering the alley. His voice was a little cold, "There are four rooms in the house, why, there is not even my bedroom?"
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