Forced to become his stand-in wife

"Grandpa." Qiqi called softly.

She still remembered that her father reminded her to call someone yesterday.

The smile on Mr. Qin's face deepened. He stepped forward and took out the red envelope from his pocket.

"Xiqi take it, this is the red envelope that my grandfather gave you."

Ling Qiu stopped him, and said a little nervously: "Grandpa, don't send it..."

Mr. Qin sternly said: "You call me grandpa, so accept it well. I have missed her for four years. Don't refuse the red envelope when we meet for the first time."

Difficulty appeared on Ling Qiu's face, Qin Muyang said from the side: "Qiuqiu, take it, you don't want it, the old man will be unhappy, besides, this is from Ling Qiqi."

Qi Qi leaned against Ling Qiu's leg, hugged her father's leg, looked at the people around her with big eyes timidly.

Ling Qiu lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, sighed secretly, patted his daughter's head and said: "Qiqi, say thank you to Grandpa."

Qi Qi knew that it was his father who agreed to take the red envelope.

She took it obediently, and said sensiblely, "Thank you, grandpa."

Old Master Qin looked at the child, and the more he looked at it, the more he was satisfied. Not only was he beautiful, he was also so sensible, Ling Qiu really knew how to teach the child.

He thought to himself, if Qin Muyang hadn't been sick, how happy the three of this family would be living together now.

It's a pity that fate played tricks?...

"Good boy, good boy." Mr. Qin said these three words back and forth.

Ling Qiu pursed his lips, "Grandpa, you should have breakfast first."

"Good good."

Qin Muyang took a look at Ling Qiu: "Qiuqiu, you can take Qiqi to play in the yard, as long as I'm here."

Old Master Qin knew that Qin Muyang wanted to distract Ling Qiu from talking to him, so he snorted coldly in his heart, although he had a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.

"Qiuqiu, take Qiqi to play, I don't need someone to accompany me to eat."

"Okay." After speaking, Ling Qiu hugged Qiqi with one hand.

After going to the outside yard, the father and son sat on the rocking chair, Ling Qiu couldn't help but sighed, as expected he was still uncomfortable.

He was clearly prepared last night, but he still couldn't let go when facing Mr. Qin.

Qi Qi grabbed his index finger: "Father, are you in a bad mood?"

"No, I just thought of your great-grandpa."

Qiqi's face was puzzled: "What's wrong with grandpa?"

Ling Qiu said: "I haven't seen your great-grandpa for a long time, I don't know how to talk to him."

Qi Qi didn't quite understand, she looked at the red envelope in her hand, and handed it to Ling Qiu: "Dad, keep it."

Qiqi is too young to save money. In the past, the red envelopes received during the Chinese New Year were all given to him for storage, and only Xia Yang, Fu Tingxuan, and the landlord auntie sent them to her.

Knowing that her father works hard, she keeps all her red envelopes for Ling Qiu, and doesn't spend them carelessly.After four years, I saved two thousand.

Ling Qiu took the red envelope, and when he squeezed it, he found it was quite thick. He opened the red envelope and saw that there was a thick stack of red banknotes. The amount was at least two thousand, and Ling Qiu counted it—a total of 3600 yuan.

Such a sum is not much to the Qin family, but to Ling Qiu, it is a large amount of money. A random red envelope from old master Qin is more than what Qiqi has saved in the past four years.

In the dining room, as soon as Ling Qiu left, Lao Zhang brought a bowl of medicinal porridge, Old Master Qin took a sip calmly, and said slowly: "Send Ling Qiu away, what do you want to say to me?"

Qin Muyang was not in a hurry to talk about Ling Qiu, but greeted Mr. Qin's body: "Grandpa, how is your health? Did you sleep well last night?"

"I can't die." The old man said angrily, "Sleeping like that, waking up is a day, not waking up is a lifetime."

Qin Muyang calmed down, sat opposite Mr. Qin and watched him eat, seeing that he only ate half a bowl, he put it down, and asked, "Grandpa, is it the porridge that doesn't suit your taste?"

"It's not that the porridge doesn't suit my taste, it's that you sat in front of me and spoiled my appetite." Old Master Qin said leisurely, "Don't tell me what you have and what you don't have, just finish talking and get out early!"

He could guess that Qin Muyang was doing it for Ling Qiu, just as he said last night, don't mention in front of Ling Qiu that he wants to change his mind when he gets sick.

But no matter how many times Qin Muyang said this, he would never agree.

"Grandpa, please accompany me to the hospital after dinner."

Mr. Qin was taken aback for a moment, he had already figured out how to deal with it, why did his words differ from what he thought?

"Why should I accompany you to the hospital?"

Qin Muyang continued: "Aren't you worried about my health? I'm going to the hospital for an examination, you accompany me."

"I still don't know about your illness? No matter how many checkups you do, you won't live long. If you want to live, you can only change your mind." Mr. Qin said a little seriously.

Qin Muyang's eyes dimmed slightly.

"Grandpa, I'm going to the hospital for chemotherapy so I can live longer."

"Muyang, if you live longer, you will live for a month or two longer. The fact is that the ending will not change. Don't have the same thoughts as last night. Think about it, what will I do after you die, what will happen to your father?" What to do? What about the whole Qin family? And your mother, who gave birth to you with her last breath, don't you have the heart to let her die and not feel at ease? "

Mr. Qin patiently persuaded him that his grandson usually looks smart, but when it comes to matters related to life and death, his head is like an elm lump, and he doesn't understand.

Qin Muyang didn't know what would happen after he died, what would they do, he only knew that when Ling Qiu died, he would go crazy, he would die with him, Ling Qiu surpassed his life.

His eyes flickered, and he glanced at the old man from the corner of his eye. The old man couldn't persuade him, and likewise, he couldn't persuade the old man either.

He thought about it all night, and he has already figured out a countermeasure. He can't fight the old man like last night.

"Grandpa, I'm going to undergo chemotherapy to prepare for surgery."

Mr. Qin was shocked: "What did you say?"

"I mean, I'm going to have a heart transplant."

If Qin Muyang hadn't repeated it again, Mr. Qin would have thought that he had a problem with his ears and had auditory hallucinations.

"Really?" He was surprised and suspicious, and remained skeptical, "You are not fooling me, are you?"

Qin Muyang: "You are my grandfather, how dare I fool you."

Mr. Qin thought to himself, are you still fooling around a lot?

Old Master Qin: "In that case, I'll tell Ling Qiu today that he won't be able to accept it for a while. I'll give him a month to digest it, and the operation will be performed in a month."

"No!" Qin Muyang didn't expect him to be in such a hurry, so he hurriedly stopped, "Time is too fast."

The old man snorted coldly: "I don't think the time is running fast, but you want to fool me. Are you already thinking about how to send Ling Qiu away?"

Qin Muyang shook his head: "Old man, don't worry, listen to me first."

"A few days ago, I took Ling Qiu to T City to meet his biological mother, and asked about his birthday. Ling Qiu's birthday is on July [-]th, which is three months later. I want to spend his birthday with him. "

Mr. Qin frowned, with a look of disbelief.

Qin Muyang: "Ling Qiu has never had a birthday in the past 25 years. You know my feelings for him, so let me accompany him to have a happier birthday."

His words made old master Qin's thoughts drift away.

He still remembered that when Ling Qiu was carried back, he was as thin as a monkey. When he went for a physical examination, the examination given by the hospital was that he was severely malnourished.

He brought little Ling Qiu back to his ancestral house to raise him, and he raised him for a long time before he could grow some meat.

When Ling Qiu was a child, his temper was much more cheerful than when he grew up, he could laugh and make him happy.

Because he was worried about being lost, he learned how to please people. He didn't know how to do those things at home, and the food he cooked was better than that of the chef he hired.

To be honest, for Ling Qiu, besides the guilt in his heart, he also really likes him and wants to treat him well, after all, such a good child...

Thinking of how Ling Qiu stayed by his side for so many years, but never once had a real birthday, Mr. Qin's eyes became foggy.

"Go ahead."

Ling Qiu's birthday was unlucky, and three months later, Qin Muyang's surgeon also said that it would be best to do it in two or three months.

So...he can only feel sorry for Ling Qiu.

Qin Muyang was a little anxious, "Can it still be called a birthday if you celebrate it early?"

"Why don't you call?" Mr. Qin retorted, "Arrange a time, and you can do whatever you want, or as I said before, you have to tell him about your illness in advance, so that he can prepare himself."

It seems that the old man is determined, Qin Muyang gritted his teeth, "If that's the case, then I won't cure it!"

When Mr. Qin heard this, he shook the chopsticks in his hand and said angrily, "You bastard!"

The chopstick bounced off the table, aiming at Qin Muyang's forehead.

Qin Muyang closed his eyes and didn't hide. He was poked hard by the kidnapper, his forehead was red, and a red line appeared. His skin has been sickly white recently, and now there is a red mark on his forehead, which is very obvious.

"Grandpa, I'm going to go for chemotherapy, which can alleviate the condition, and at least it can survive for five months."

Mr. Qin was still angry, his face flushed with anger.

Qin Muyang looked straight at him, and begged: "Grandpa, I just have one wish. I want to celebrate Ling Qiu's birthday with me. I don't want to regret it. As long as I spend my birthday with him, I will persuade him to change his mind. Operation……"

As he said that, Qin Muyang's voice choked up again: "Grandpa, just promise me, I have never asked you anything in my life, you can see that Ling Qiu has been in the Qin family for so many years, and because I like him so much, Just promise me."

Old Master Qin opened his mouth and asked dryly, "Can you convince him?"

"I can't convince him, aren't you still here? Besides, chemotherapy can be extended for two months, isn't it that long?"

Seeing that the expression on the old man's face was slightly loose, Qin Muyang continued his efforts: "Grandpa, please don't tell Ling Qiu about my illness before, please."

"I haven't agreed yet." Mr. Qin stood up with his support on the table, "Go to the hospital for an examination today, and we'll wait until we get the results."

If the chemotherapy can really be extended to five or six months, then he should accept Qin Muyang.

The tensed heart slightly relaxed, Qin Muyang secretly exhaled, as long as the old man was willing to accompany him to the hospital, then he would have a way to deal with it.