Free Days in Siheyuan

At this moment, Zhang Yu's slightly sinister words came from behind Uncle Zhao: "Master Sun, what are you trying to hide from me?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Looking at Zhang Yu with a stern face, thinking of what he said just now, Mrs. Sun felt a little guilty.

He didn't have to hide it from Xiaoyu, but he was afraid that Xiaoyu would be anxious about this matter, so he told everyone not to tell Xiaoyu.

Besides, it's not a big deal for him, and he will be discharged from the hospital in two days.

"Tell me about you, why didn't you let me know when such a big event happened.

Also, I didn't go back one night, why did such a big thing happen to you?
When such a big event happened, you didn't want to notify me immediately, but you actually wanted to hide it from me..."

The more Zhang Yu said, the more Mrs. Sun lowered his head. While bowing his head to admit his mistake, he looked at Mr. Zhao who was standing aside watching the fun with pleading eyes.

Colliding with Mrs. Sun's eyes, seeing the pleading for help in Sun's eyes, and looking at Zhang Yu who was dissatisfied and ready to get angry at any time, Mr. Zhao took a step back silently.

He looked down at his hand, as if it was something new he had never seen before.

Xiaoyu had never been so angry before, so he didn't move forward at this time.

Besides, he also felt that what Mr. Sun did was wrong this time, he should be scolded!

Don't think he's a fool. I believe that Mr. Sun allowed that distant relative whom he hasn't seen in 800 years to approach him because of his blood relationship.

Having been a neighbor for so many years, why didn't he know that Mr. Sun valued his son's blood so much.

You can fool others with those words, but you can't fool him.

Grandpa Sun allowed that distant nephew to approach him. There is a high probability that the distant nephew has a problem and wants to get other things from him.

I don't even think about how old I am, but I still dare to take risks alone.

The point is that he didn't even tell the old man in his courtyard about such a big event, so that he could be mentally prepared.

Forced by Grandpa Sun, Uncle Zhao paid more attention to his status as an uncle for the first time.

The more Uncle Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became, and he was a little rejoiced when he saw Old Man Sun on the hospital bed. That boy was too timid to kill anyone to silence him.

But then I thought about it, if that kid was more ruthless and really killed the killer, would he be able to escape at such an old age?

The more Mr. Zhao thought about it, the more angry he became. In the end, instead of pleading for Mr. Sun, he said in a strange way: "A certain person thinks he is a young man when he is old, and he is playing with breaking into the enemy."

This sentence completely pushed old man sun into the ditch.

Sure enough, Zhang Yu's face turned black when he heard this sentence.

Grandpa Sun, who was sitting on the hospital bed, saw that no one was helping him, and even the patient next to him lowered his head and laughed sullenly, and couldn't help but glared at them.

Then he said to Zhang Yu pitifully: "I will definitely not let anyone hide it from you next time."

"Next time, and next time!" Zhang Yu frowned and glared at Mrs. Sun: "Also, do you think I'm talking about your injury? I'm talking about your risk."

Don't think that because he doesn't know the inside story, he can't figure out his thoughts.

No wonder I want to put in more effort, and I don't care how old I am?

After listening to Zhang Yu's words, Mrs. Sun subconsciously looked at Zhang Yu with shocked eyes, his eyes were full: "How do you know?"

"Hmph, if you don't want others to know, unless you do nothing, you don't look at how old you are, and you still play this kind of thing, and you don't think about it. If a young and strong boy like him is really angry and ashamed, what will you do?
If he is really ruthless, you are the one who is not working every day, and is not responding to the ground.

There are so many young people, how come it is not your turn to take risks. "

"I know I was wrong, and there will never be a next time." Old Mrs. Sun, who was taken aback by Zhang Yu's words, almost swore that he would never do that in the future.

Seeing that he admitted his mistake with a good attitude, it seems that he really knew his mistake, Zhang Yu's face finally eased a little.

"Forget it this time. If you do this again next time, I can't control you. I have to go to some grandpas to complain and let them tell you."

"No, no, don't bother. Your grandpas are sleeping soundly and don't need to wake them up." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sun went numb. Her sons have been gone for so many years, so she shouldn't bother them because of such a trivial matter.

Mainly because he thought that each of his sons looked more like an old woman than the other, and he looked more like an old woman with a straight face, so he was a little timid.

Seeing Mrs. Sun's appearance, Zhang Yu finally let out the anger in his heart.

snort!He can't cure an old child anymore!
Seeing that the matter was settled, Uncle Zhao finally took the lead. He pointed to the satchel in Zhang Yu's hand, and said with a smile, "Xiaoyu, didn't you bring food for Mr. Sun? It's already here. The old man must be hungry. Take it out quickly, and let me see what you have prepared too?"

Someone gave the steps, and Zhang Yu went down the steps. He put the bag with a change of clothes aside, and then took out the prepared meals one by one.

Looking at the food Zhang Yu brought out, Mrs. Sun suddenly felt that he was not wronged. He looked at the box of stewed pork with bright eyes and sighed: "It's still Xiaoyu who understands my taste and knows that I like this one."

After speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, put a chopstick in his mouth, and chewed contentedly.

"It's delicious! It's a pity that there is no wine. It's a real happy life with stewed meat and wine!" Old Mrs. Sun looked at Zhang Yu eagerly as he spoke. He remembered that Xiaoyu still had two bottles of good wine.

As soon as he said this, Uncle Zhao and the patient in the next bed were very greedy.

They are also people who are good at wine. What kind of a good day is that when braised meat is paired with small wine?

But Zhang Yu cruelly interrupted their fantasy: "Don't think about it, you can eat meat, but you must not drink wine."

"Really? Just a little, just a little." Old Mrs. Sun gestured with his fingers as he said, signaling that he would only drink a little.

"Don't think about it, it is absolutely impossible to let you drink.

You forgot that you were sick last time, and the doctor had already warned you not to let you drink alcohol or smoke, forget about it. "

Regardless of Mrs. Sun's disappointed and gloomy eyes, Zhang Yu firmly rejected his request.

At the end, as if thinking of something, he first looked up and down at Old Mr. Sun, making him feel uncomfortable, and then he suddenly asked when he was nervous, "Have you been secretly drinking recently?"

"No, I didn't drink." Hearing these words suddenly, Mrs. Sun almost jumped up.