There is a wife at home

It was Zhang Yuhe who came back on the phone. Mrs. Zhang didn't speak carefully, and he didn't understand what it meant.

"Yu He, your mother was a little irritated, but something happened at home. Come back quickly, where is Qiqi? Didn't go back to Japan? Let him go back quickly, his grandparents must miss him too, let him go back and see Look at the old man..."

"Zhang Fugui!" Mrs. Zhang listened, and looked at him with a stern face, "What time are you talking nonsense, and you are still protecting him. If one day he really kills someone, you still have to pay Is your life going to replace him?"

Zhang Fugui held the listening receiver with both hands: "Yu He, listen to me, let Qiqi go back to Japan, you come back, you can come back, your mother..."

Mrs. Zhang rushed over fiercely, grabbed Zhang Fugui's microphone and shouted at Zhang Yuhe: "If you don't come here quickly with your wife and son, you can wait to collect your mother's body!"

After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, she picked up the phone and smashed the whole phone on the ground. The telephone wire on the wall was also torn off, and a corner of the phone's plastic shell was thrown out.

Zhang Fugui also cried tears of anxiety, shaking his hands, and asked her in a trembling voice: "What are you doing!"

Mrs. Zhang smiled, with an indescribably scary expression.

"I regret it. I am at home well. I have a good life. I am looking forward to my son and grandson. I am looking forward to their return every day. In the end, I am looking forward to such a grandson who broke my grandfather's head. The whole village said that my brother Gossip, and now there is an intentional murder... What crime did I do in my previous life, in this life, all the retribution is back, all the retribution is back!"

Mrs. Zhang sat paralyzed on the ground and patted the ground with her hands. Guo Jingjing saw that she was beating her hard, and her hands turned red after a few slaps. Pulling Mrs. Zhang up with all her strength, she sat on the sofa with her arms around the old lady, sweat dripping from her back.

Zhang Qing and Guo Yi also rushed over when they received a call from Yang Quan. They came here a bit late. As soon as they stepped through the door, they saw the mess in the room. Zhang Qing was shocked.

For so many years, he had never seen Zhang shi cry like this. Immediately, his eyes became hot, and his voice lost his original voice when he opened his mouth, "Mom..."

Mrs. Zhang raised her head and saw Zhang Qing, choked up and cried over and over again: "Ah Qing, Ah Qing..."

"mom."

Zhang Qing walked over and put his arms around Mrs. Zhang, and Mrs. Zhang hugged Zhang Qing's waist, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Zhang Fugui leaned against the wall and stood aside, shaking his hands and smoking one cigarette after another, he could smoke a quarter of it in one breath, and the sparks from the cigarette butts burned quickly.

Mrs. Zhang hit the bottom line this time, she couldn't take it anymore, she was out of breath from crying, her face turned purple, she just couldn't stop, Guo Yi saw that something was wrong, and pulled Guo Jingjing to lead her away , whispered: "Is there a doctor in the village? It's best to let the doctor come and give the old lady a sedative."

The muscles on Guo Jingjing's cheeks stretched out, and he nodded towards Guo Yi. Seeing him like this, Guo Jingjing stretched out his hand to comfort him and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen."

For a person like Guo Yi, his age, experience, and status are all there. His words are also a tranquilizer for Guo Jingjing. Guo Jingjing immediately loosened his teeth and replied: "I know, Yi uncle."

Guo Jingjing went outside and called Wang Jiangmin. Fortunately, Wang Jiangmin was still in the village. Guo Jingjing told him about Zhang's situation, and Wang Jiangmin said he would be there in 10 minutes at most.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Quan walked up to him and asked him, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Guo Jingjing shook his head: "It's okay, thank you for today's business."

To be honest, if Yang Quan hadn't been there, the farce at the door would not have ended. Yang Quan smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Do we still need to say thank you? How about it? Do you need me to..."

Guo Jingjing shook his head: "No, everyone should be responsible for their own mistakes. To Zhang Qi, I don't owe him anything. I just want my grandma to be fine."

Yang Quan smiled and nodded. In fact, he didn't want to help Zhang Qi. He didn't forget that Guo Jingjing almost got into an accident because of him. However, if Guo Jingjing wanted to help, he had no choice but to act, although he didn't agree with it in his heart. .

Fortunately, Guo Jingjing did not. No matter how kind a person is, you have to have a bottom line. Guo Jingjing is destined to be with He Fanxing in the future. , There will be any tricks. If Guo Jingjing is too kind, it may not be a good thing for He Fanxing. Now it seems that he has nothing to worry about.

Guo Jingjing's kindness is duty, not excess. In fact, everything in this world follows a principle - too much is too late.

Ten minutes later, Wang Jiangmin rushed over. When he saw Zhang Qing, Wang Jiangmin was obviously a little embarrassed, and he was stunned for a while before he realized it. He gave Zhang an injection, and Zhang Qing accompanied her back to the house to rest.

When Wang Jiangmin entered the room, he noticed Guo Yi. He didn't know why. There was Yang Quan there, but he cared about Guo Yi very much.

After talking about Mrs. Zhang's situation, Wang Jiangmin hesitated for a moment, but still asked Guo Jingjing, "Is that person... your father's friend?"

Guo Jingjing followed his gaze to look at Guo Xu, and said directly, "It's not a friend, it's my dad's lover. They separated for 30 years and finally got together."

A crack appeared on Wang Jiangmin's face. He was a little surprised, but more desolate. He suddenly found that if it was that person, then he was indeed inferior.

Guo Jingjing looked at Wang Jiangmin, taking in all his emotions. Back then, Guo Jingjing never asked about Zhang Qing's injury. Now, he felt that it was inappropriate to ask again, whether it was to Wang Jiangmin or Zhang Qing. .

Wang Jiangmin calmed down, and suddenly smiled and said: "By the way, Jingjing, I have something, please help me tell your father that I am engaged, and the wedding date is set on May [-]st. I will invite you when the time comes, you and Your father... and that gentleman, remember to come to have a wedding wine." Guo Jingjing was a little surprised, but he also took it for granted that the woman who appeared at Wang Jiangmin's house before should be his marriage partner, right?

"Okay, congratulations, little uncle Wang."

"……thanks."

Wang Jiangmin's voice was a little dry. He didn't say hello to Zhang Qing, but just said hello to Guo Jingjing, and then drove away. When he left, Guo Xu also walked out of the door. Wang Jiangmin looked at his figure in the rearview mirror , the indescribable desolation in my heart.

He suddenly understood a truth that he was going to get married, not because of circumstances, but because he instinctively followed what he thought was the best choice, and all his unwillingness was just an excuse to deceive himself. Qing can give everything, but Guo Xu made him see his own cowardice clearly.

It turns out that he has always only verbally said that he loves Zhang Qing, but he has never done anything substantively for this relationship, just like the letters he wrote to Zhang Qing, the reason why he expresses his love so implicitly is that Because he was also afraid in his heart, afraid of this unnatural love.

Such a love that even he himself is afraid of and even ashamed of, why should he let Zhang Qing accept him?

Tears welled up in Wang Jiangmin's eyes, his lips trembled, his hands clenched the steering wheel, and he murmured, "Brother Qing, I'm sorry..."

Shui Zhang Qing was also very angry after hearing what happened with Guo Jingjing and the others. He never thought that Zhang Qi would do such a thing when he went to Shanghai. The key is how he is. Zhang Qing doesn't care, the fact is that he is dragging the Zhang family down now, and Zhang Qing simply cannot accept this alone.

Zhang Fugui sat on the threshold, with a frowning expression on his face, the cigarette in his mouth burned to the filter sponge on the cigarette butt, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, just staring blankly into the distance.

After such a commotion, it was already past lunch time, but no one in the room felt hungry. Zhang Qing stood up and said to Guo Jingjing, "Ah Jing, call for takeaway. No matter how big the problem is, the meal Always something to eat."

Guo Jingjing got up and said, "Let me go to the kitchen."

Zhang Qing is worried: "Order takeaway, you sit down and have a good rest, just now I saw that your complexion is not very good, are you okay?"

Guo Jingjing shook his head: "It's okay, the outside is not clean, I don't have to do heavy work when I go downstairs."

"I'll help you."

Yang Quan got up and offered to help him, Guo Jingjing didn't refuse, but nodded in agreement, and the two went to Zhang's back kitchen together.

Seeing that Zhang Qing's eyes had been on Zhang Fugui, Guo Yi reached out and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to go over. Encouraged by Guo Yi, Zhang Qing gained courage and got up to go to Zhang Fugui's side.

"Dad? Are you okay? Did they hurt you?" Zhang Qing walked over, sat next to Zhang Fugui on the threshold, and imitated Zhang Fugui to look into the distance.

Zhang Fugui didn't answer, turned to look at Zhang Qing and asked, "Ah Qing, Qiqi...has he really done that kind of thing?"

Seeing him in a trance, Zhang Qing couldn't bear to tell him the truth, but he didn't want to offend Zhang Qi, so he could only pursed his lips and remained silent.

Zhang Fugui looked at him for a while, then sighed heavily: "Forget it, forget it, if you don't hear Qiqi tell me about this, I won't believe any of you."

After Zhang Fugui finished speaking, it took a while before he said: "Ah Qing, do you also think that your mother is right and that I don't care about you? In fact, I was also panicked at the time, so I just wanted to call you The phone call, I was all thinking about you, I didn't think of Yu He and any of them, the only thing I thought of was you."

Zhang Fugui wiped his tears with his hand, and continued: "Ah Qing, I didn't realize until today that in my heart, I have already regarded you as my own son. I know that even your mother doesn't believe it, but I I have to tell you, no matter who has this incident today, I believe it unconditionally. My own grandson, my own son, if I don’t even believe it, who else will believe him? So I have to believe it, I have to believe that Zhang Qi didn't do anything, and I have to believe that he is a good boy because I am his grandfather."

As Zhang Fugui was talking, tears fell straight down and fell on the back of his hand. After a while, the back of his hand was wet. Zhang Qing stretched out his hand to hold it, and looked at Zhang Fugui with a chuckle.

"Dad, I believe in you, I know that you love me just like Mom, and you don't want to part with me, because you are my father, because I am your son, I believe and understand all these, because I am also a father myself. "