In the hospital, Chu Qi had nothing to do.
So he taught Chen Xiaofang a lot about social etiquette and the subtext behind other people's words.
Most of the examples given are about Chu Xiang and Wu Zhaodi.
When she heard Chu Xiang asking about the compensation, she understood what Chu Xiang really meant.
"Haha, do you think I am a jokester? You have been relying on me for food for so many years, but now I am injured and can no longer work. From now on, I will have to rely on you for support."
Chu Qi held the cane between her elbows and patted Chu Xiang's arm: "Didn't you say before that you loved me the most and wanted to make a lot of money to repay me? Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
Hearing this, Chu Xiang roared inwardly. He said those words just to trick his brother into taking the blame for him and giving him money to spend.
He had never thought about repaying anything.
Why should a family be divided so clearly?
As my brother, isn't it your responsibility to support me? Why are you trying to blackmail me and blackmail me morally now? Chu Xiang had a lot of questions in his mind that he wanted to ask.
But when he looked at his brother's bearded face, he managed to look dignified.
I couldn't bring myself to ask the question.
"Haha, brother, how come you can't work? Didn't you have the surgery? I believe you will be able to jump around in a while, and then you can continue to make money to support my studies."
Chu Xiang kicked the ball back.
Chu Qi shook her head sadly:
"I had a physical examination in the hospital these two weeks. The doctor said that I have been overworked in recent years and cannot do heavy work. I cannot do the work on the construction site even if I recover from the illness. Otherwise, I will die. You don't want your brother to die for you, do you?"
Chu Xiang really wanted to say that he would be happy without her, but it was impossible for him to say that.
He nodded stiffly: "Yes, I can't bear it."
"You're so good. From now on, I'll depend on you for the rest of my life."
Chu Qi patted Chu Xiang's arm vigorously. With the double strength added by the system, plus the fact that the original owner worked on a construction site, he looked thin on the outside, but was actually full of muscles and very strong.
She deliberately slapped Chu Xiang hard, causing his arm to shake.
The latter showed a constipated expression, "Brother, you hit me so hard."
"How could that be? I just touched you lightly," Chu Qi said helplessly, "Brother, you can't just focus on studying. You have to find time to exercise. Otherwise, how can you study well if you are in poor health?"
Chu Xiang was not happy about it. "I am so busy studying every day that I don't have time to exercise."
Wu Zhaodi thought what he said made sense, so she smiled and said, "Your brother is right. You need to find time to exercise so that you can study better."
"How about this, I have a lot of experience with exercise, and I will start supervising my brother's exercise tomorrow."
Chu Qi made the final decision.
Chu Xiang didn't even have the chance to refute.
It was noon when I got home, and I didn't see Chu Sheng.
Chu Qi entered the room, and Chen Xiaofang followed her in. Suddenly, they heard a commotion coming from the kitchen.
Accompanied by Chu Sheng's angry curses.
Chu Qi could tell that the guy was preparing to catch a chicken to kill it, but the chicken ran too fast and he couldn't catch it.
Normally we would only have the chance to eat chickens during the Chinese New Year and other festivals, but now we can eat pork four or five times a month.
When the original owner was still studying, conditions were even worse and he was reluctant to kill chickens during festivals.
He raised the chickens to be plump and white, and sold them at the market to raise money for Chu Xiang’s tuition.
The original owner was reluctant to give him chicken to supplement his broken leg, but now he kills the chicken as soon as his youngest son comes back. This kind of partiality is really extreme.
Soon, Wu Zhaodi and Chu Sheng worked together to catch the chicken, and then began to kill and pluck its feathers.
Chu Qi was waiting quietly in the room. During this time, Wu Zhaodi wanted Chen Xiaofang to go out and help with the work, but was blocked by Chu Qi.
There is only one reason: Chu Qi's legs are hurting and she needs someone to take care of her, so Chen Xiaofang can't walk.
Chen Xiaofang sat on a stool in the room nervously and said, "Why don't I go and help too? Otherwise, I'm afraid Mom will be unhappy."
Chu Qi leisurely flipped through the magazines she found in Chu Xiang's room, not taking it seriously:
"Isn't there enough things that make her unhappy? Don't worry about her, you just need to serve me well."
Chu Qi said she would serve him, but in fact, he would only ask her for help when there was something he really couldn't do.
For the past two weeks, Chen Xiaofang has been with Chu Qi in the hospital, eating three meals a day and occasionally having fruit as a snack.
His skinny body, which had been starving for years, had actually gained some weight, and his cheeks no longer looked like those of a starving ghost at the beginning. They looked much happier with some flesh on.
Chen Xiaofang had a complicated look in her eyes, thinking that her husband must have had a brain injury to be so nice to her.
Even though he kept emphasizing that it was because of the baby in her belly.
But the baby in her belly hasn’t been born yet, so can the baby feel it when she eats fruit?
She firmly believed that her husband must have given it to her on purpose.
Although he doesn't say it, his actions are so heartwarming.
Chen Xiaofang's eyes softened, and for the first time in so many years she felt that there was hope in her life.
When it was time for dinner, Chu Qi came to the kitchen with a cane, searched around for a while, and saw a large basin.
She held a large basin and scooped one-third of the rice in the pot into it, then went to the dining table under the shocked and angry looks of her family.
I picked up two chicken legs, two chicken wings, and a dozen pieces of chicken.
In an instant, half of the chicken on the plate was gone.
Afterwards, Chu Qi turned his attention to other dishes.
Order one portion of fried pork with cucumber and one portion of fried sauerkraut with chicken intestines.
The cabbage cannot be left out either.
And so she filled the basin to the brim.
It’s a long story, but in fact, Chu Qi has the blessing of keen sensitivity, and her hand speed in picking up food is almost fast enough to leave an afterimage.
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