"ah!!"
...
When Liang Guiying received the news that Zheng Fangshu had been seriously injured and hospitalized, she had just finished preparing lunch.
Zhou Xiaonian went to kindergarten and ate lunch there. She ate alone at noon, so she simply made a clay pot rice with preserved meat.
The message was delivered by Zheng Fangshu's coworker.
Liang Guiying simply replied with an "Oh," and then said, "I understand."
Seeing her reaction, her coworkers didn't know what to do: "Auntie, Fang Shu has lost a lot of blood. Chen Zhilan cut his femoral artery. I don't know if he can make it."
"Zheng Fangshu is strong; he'll pull through. Young man, have you eaten yet? If not, stay and eat with us."
"No, Auntie, I have to go to work this afternoon. Fang Shu is at the Workers' Hospital, he's still in emergency care!"
"good."
After seeing her coworkers off, Liang Guiying closed the door, leisurely ate her lunch, and then went out.
She went to Kowloon Ice Room.
The shop was quite crowded. Xiao Zhao was busy, and Liang Guiying also went to help out. When the crowd thinned out a bit, Xiao Zhao asked in a low voice, "Aunt Liang, what about those people from last night..."
"You handled it very well. In short, remember, the shop doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Zhou Yue. If anyone claims to be my relative, ignore them completely. If they cause trouble, just like last night, report it to the police directly."
"good."
After inspecting all three stores, it was already past three o'clock, so Liang Guiying went home.
She continued to pick Niannian up from school as usual, cooked as usual, and played with Niannian as usual, completely forgetting about Zheng Fangshu.
That morning, after seeing Zhou Xiaonian off, Liang Guiying went to the market with Aunt Wang to buy groceries.
They bought pumpkin vines, and after returning home, they peeled the vines and chatted together in front of Liang Guiying's house.
Suddenly, they heard a child crying. They both looked up and saw a little boy, about three years old, running towards them and hugging Liang Guiying tightly: "Grandma! Grandma!"
Not far away, there was the silhouette of a middle-aged woman hurrying away.
Liang Guiying picked up the little boy and recognized him at a glance as Zheng Fangshu's son, Zheng Tianbao, because Zheng Tianbao looked almost exactly like Zheng Fangshu when he was a child.
Seeing this face reminded Liang Guiying of Zheng Fangshu's childhood, the days she urged him to improve himself, and also the scene in her previous life where she was paralyzed by Chen Zhilan and Zheng Fangshu verbally abused her.
Liang Guiying handed Zheng Tianbao to Aunt Wang: "Whose child is this? Do you recognize him?"
Aunt Wang looked at it carefully: "I don't recognize it."
"If you don't recognize it, then hand it over to the police."
Liang Guiying returned to tend her vegetable garden, and Aunt Wang, having eaten her fill, had nothing to do.
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