The wait time for this red light is particularly long. According to the navigation, there are only thirty seconds left.

Huo Ying felt the atmosphere in the car was a bit heavy, and he unconsciously hummed the tune of a pop song he had recently listened to, his tone rising with a hint of teasing and unexpected meaning: "Brother Jin, I really didn't expect that you usually keep quiet, but it turns out that you are quite capable as a hermaphrodite. He hates it most when people call him a gigolo."

The green light is on.

Huo Jin said "hmm" and continued driving attentively. -Kyoto , hospital.

Zhou Zheng took the film that Xu Fuchun made today and looked at it carefully.

After reading it, he smiled comfortingly and said to the family, "This tumor is smaller than it was a few days ago. This is a good sign. We can arrange for surgery. After the surgery, if we take care of ourselves, there won't be any major problems."

Zhou Zhou clenched his hands tightly together and breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the doctor say this.

Then, my eyes turned red and I felt like crying.

His mother's illness should have been treated earlier. If he hadn't been so useless, his mother wouldn't have suffered for these years.

Xu Fuchun raised his hand and said slowly: "Doctor, I feel like my hand doesn't shake as much as before."

Zhou Zheng nodded, "Yes, it can be cured. You can continue to take the medicine if it works. The surgery will be scheduled for the day after tomorrow. Eat normally in the next few days and try to eat high-protein and nutritious food."

Zhou Zhou nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, doctor."

After leaving the hospital, the family returned to the residence arranged by Xiao Huo.

Zhou Zhou called his uncle Xu Fuqiang to tell him about the situation and asked them not to worry.

Xu Fuqiang was happy for his sister when he heard the good news that she could be cured and needed surgery. He picked some vegetables and eggs from the field and sent them to the old man, telling him so as not to worry him.

Xu Dongru did not go fishing today. The peanuts in the field had been harvested. He picked them all up from the winnowing basket while the sun was still shining. He shook off the mud on them, scraped them clean with his hands, pulled the peanuts off the roots, and put them in the yard to dry in the sun later.

He was sitting under the eaves picking peanuts. Xu Fuqiang came on foot and as soon as he entered the yard he saw two baskets filled with fresh peanuts with leaves and berries.

"Dad, why don't you ask me to go with you when you go to the field to pick peanuts?" Xu Fuqiang came over, put the vegetables aside, moved a wooden stool to sit next to him, and picked up the peanuts to pick them.

"It's just two rows of peanuts, do I need to call for help? I can finish it myself." The old man saw the vegetables on the side and said, "I deliver meals every day, why do you need to send vegetables? I don't need eggs, I have chickens here. I'm going to sell them at the market. These chickens follow me and I have fish to eat every two or three days. They lay so many eggs that I can't finish them all."

"I'm afraid you won't eat well, so you can cook this dish yourself," said Xu Fuqiang.

Xu Dongru snorted in a tone, "Qingzhi prepares plenty of dishes and rice for me every meal, how can I not eat enough? There are meat, vegetables and soup, and I am not satisfied with this? How much better life do you want? Eat sea cucumbers and bird's nests?"

"Yes, yes, I know she is the most filial to you." Xu Fuqiang responded obediently. "So, sending some food will make me, as a son, look more filial."

The old man had a happy look on his face, grinning.

As the two were picking peanuts, Xu Fuqiang told him about his sister Xu Fuchun's illness.

The old man nodded and sighed, "It's good that he can be cured. Fuchun has suffered so much these years. Everyone thought, everyone thought..."

As he continued speaking, the old man choked up.

He stretched his neck and talked about his past, "When I was thirteen, I married Grandma Qingzhi. At that time, I was sick and lay in bed for several years. Everyone thought I was going to die, but who would have thought that I would survive those years and now live to be over seventy. Fuchun can be cured, and I have a long life ahead of me."

He rubbed his muddy hands with a handful of peanut leaves, and the mud was rubbed off, so his hands were cleaner. He took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and wiped his tears, choking with sobs, "This is a good thing. Why am I crying? This is a good thing."

Xu Fuqiang patted the old man's shoulder with the back of his clean hand and comforted him: "Okay, don't think too much, life will only get better in the future."

Xu Dongru nodded and sighed: "In the past, we didn't have enough food to eat. We just poured water and added some salt to our rice to make a meal. Now that the country has developed and become prosperous, we don't have to worry about having no food to eat. Life is much better."

Most elderly people are like this. When they start chatting, they like to talk about the past.

The sound of a tricycle was heard on the road outside the courtyard gate.

The old man stopped picking up peanuts and looked out. "It seems Qingzhi is here."

"You, always thinking about her. Qingzhi went to town, saying she was going to pick up a package. How could she come back so soon?" Xu Fuqiang said.

A tricycle turned around and drove in from the gate of the courtyard, and a bright and cheerful female voice rang out.

"Grandpa!" She held a delivery box in her hand and said cheerfully, "Look, what did I bring you?"

Xu Dongru said to his son in a proud tone: "I told you it was Qingzhi. I can tell from the sound of her driving the tricycle."