After the mother and son returned home and had lunch, Chen Hong arranged for Yu Yang to take a nap while she cleaned up the kitchen herself.

After finishing her work, she didn't sleep. Instead, she went online to register for English and Japanese lessons.

She had already done the research, registered, paid the fees, and the program would last two and a half years.

The online information shows that the courses are offered by a legitimate university through distance learning. It is said that if you pass the graduation exam, you will receive a nationally recognized graduation certificate.

Chen Hong didn't really care much about graduation certificates or academic credentials.

She didn't want to work, and a diploma was useless to her; she just wanted to systematically learn English and Japanese.

Chen Hong would be satisfied as long as she could learn to recognize, read, and converse fluently with others.

She glanced at the stock market again, and seeing that there were no major changes, Chen Hong left.

Looking at the time, Chen Hong realized it was time to leave again and called Yu Yang to get up.

We filled his little water bottle, gave him some water to drink, and then he washed up, changed his clothes, and the two of them went to school.

After dropping the child off, Chen Hong didn't tell him that his grandfather was hospitalized. She planned to tell him about it after school that evening so that he wouldn't worry about his grandfather and it wouldn't affect his studies.

After school in the afternoon, Chen Hong picked up Yu Yang and took him directly to the city's central hospital. On the way, she told Yu Yang about his grandfather's injury and hospitalization.

Yu Yang was quite surprised to hear this. He hadn't really paid much attention to his father, since his father's presence in his life was minimal.

A year ago, my father was mostly mentioned by my grandfather and mother, and I had very little contact with him.

For the past year, he has only occasionally heard the word "father" when the aunties and older women in the village gossip about it.

In their words, his father was an ungrateful fool who betrayed his family and abandoned his wife and children.

Yu Yang knew that his father was not a good person in the eyes of the villagers, and he followed his mother's advice to avoid gatherings of women whenever possible.

However, he was still very surprised to learn that his father's current home was so close to his own, and he felt a mix of emotions that were hard to describe.

On the one hand, it meant he could see his grandfather more often, which made him very happy.

On the other hand, it also means that the mother and son will often see the father and his second wife, which will make him very upset.

If he's already feeling terrible, then his mother, who was hurt by his father, must be feeling even worse and sadder.

Over the course of the year, he had come to understand that he and his mother were a family.

Grandpa, Dad, his second wife, and their children formed a family.

They belong to two different families, and their relationship is complicated and not harmonious, with one family having caused great harm to the other.

She was the only link between the two families. As long as she interacted with that family, her mother could only passively contact her father and his family.

This is not good for his mother at all, and although he is young, he understands this very well.

"Mom, is Grandpa badly hurt?"

"His leg is probably broken. How should I put it? For someone his age, it takes at least three to five months to fully recover."

However, there's no danger to his life! He should have had surgery now, and he'll have some difficulty moving around afterward, requiring a long recovery period.

"Oh, he must be in a lot of pain!"

"That's unavoidable. Such a serious injury must hurt. Even a small cut on our hand hurts!"

There's nothing you can do when something like this happens; whoever feels the pain has to bear it, and no one else can take their place.

Fortunately, he should be able to stand up in two or three months, and at most in six months, with proper care, he'll be back to normal.

Yu Yang didn't say anything more. The mother and daughter went to the surgical nurses' station to find out which ward Yu Zhaohua was in, and then followed the corridor to find it.

Before they even reached the ward door, the mother and son could hear a woman's voice coming from inside.

The sound was so loud that it could be heard from twenty meters away in the corridor. Chen Hong thought to herself, "I wonder who is so inconsiderate as to speak so loudly in a hospital ward."

If I hadn't not heard a second person speaking, I would have thought they were arguing!

Chen Hong glanced at Yu Yang, quickly transferred the fruit she was carrying in her right hand to her left hand, and used her right hand to hold Yu Yang's small hand.

I checked the bed number at the door, and sure enough, this was the right room. No need to knock anymore.

Chen Hong let go of her son's hand, opened the door, and led him inside.

This is a room with three beds, and Yu Zhaohua is lying on the bed closest to the window at the far end.

His left leg was covered in bandages and was propped up high on a quilt.

He was wearing a hospital gown on his upper body and a thin blanket covering his lower body; he was lying in bed receiving an IV drip.

The other two beds were occupied by patients, two men, one middle-aged and one young, half-lying and half-sitting on the beds.

None of them had family members accompanying them in the hospital, and they looked relaxed, as if they were about to recover and be discharged.

The two people were quite amusing; they showed no impatience whatsoever, instead watching with great interest as an elderly woman in the ward chattered loudly and incessantly.

This elderly woman, whose family she was, was over fifty years old and still had a short ponytail.

She was only about 1.5 meters tall, dark-skinned and chubby, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and she was wearing lipstick.

She was wearing a red short-sleeved shirt and black shorts. The bottoms were quite loose, while the shirt on top was rather tight, making her figure appear quite full.

However, it seems the bra doesn't fit well; her breasts look like two bags drooping down to her waist.

Chen Hong glanced at it and quickly looked away. For some reason, a comical image suddenly popped into her mind.

I also remembered something my neighbor, an old lady, once said: "Her breasts are huge. When she carries a baby on her back and the baby cries or gets hungry, she just flips her breasts back, and the baby stops crying and nurses. Her mother doesn't have to work at all."

Chen Hong had never imagined what kind of scene this would depict, no matter how hard she tried. Did such large breasts even exist in the world?

She always felt that the old lady was being disrespectful, saying that no one has such long breasts, and that she wasn't an animal!

Now that she saw the old lady in front of her, the scene suddenly had a protagonist, and she finally understood that there really was one!

This is amazing! Even though she's old and her breasts are sagging, they're still so big. She must have been a busty Barbie when she was young.

What she thought were the exaggerated sizes of breast augmentation procedures these days, in comparison, don't seem so exaggerated after all.

Female celebrities would definitely feel ashamed and dare not show any cleavage when they see this old lady.

Because compared to this woman, they are truly "lines," while the old lady doesn't need to squeeze; they are all giant "gullies."

Let alone men, even Chen Hong, a woman in her thirties who is a mother, was too embarrassed to look at him a second time.

As Chen Hong looked around the ward, Yu Yang only had eyes for his grandfather.

Seeing his grandfather's miserable state, he couldn't help but feel his eyes redden. He let go of his mother's hand, walked a few steps to his grandfather's bedside, and nudged his sleeping grandfather.

"Grandpa, how did you get hurt? How are you now?"