It was almost evening when Zhao Youfu finally arrived with food. As soon as he entered the ward, he stuffed his cold hands into Zhao Youcai's quilt to warm them while complaining:
"I'm freezing to death. I told you not to go, but you insisted on going at night. Not only did you get sick, but you also got us into trouble. I tell you, that's just a water thing..."
Zhao Youcai was annoyed to see him like this, but he didn't dare to say anything, for fear of angering him. He was not very careful with his words, so he quickly stopped him:
"Didn't I go to help my cousin? Okay, stop talking, let's eat first."
No one took care of him the whole afternoon and his mouth was dry and blistered. The old man next door had a nurse who would help him pour water and bring him food from time to time. He wanted the nurse to help, but he didn't have a teacup and had nowhere to pour the water.
While eating, Zhao Youcai couldn't help but ask him, "Why are you so late?"
Zhao Youfu curled his lips and said, "I'm at home watching over the pork. What if I come and they eat it all behind my back? I must eat the meat before I come."
When Zhao Youcai heard that they were eating meat, he looked at the white porridge and multi-grain steamed buns in front of him and said, "Why don't you bring me some meat?"
"Your daughter-in-law said you are sick and can't eat meat." Zhao Youfu made up a story. In fact, no one remembered Zhao Youcai coming.
A pound of meat, five adults and one Zhao Yang, it was gone in just a few chopsticks per person.
Zhao Youcai was sulking because his sons used his medicine money to buy meat, saying that if they ate something good, they would not get sick. Now his daughter-in-law said that they could not eat meat when they were sick. They had the final say and all the benefits belonged to them.
He saw from the corner of his eye that Mr. Ge next door hadn't eaten yet, so he smiled maliciously and said:
"Who said his son was well-educated and excellent? Not only did he not show up all day, he didn't even bring him dinner."
As soon as he finished speaking, a deep male voice came in.
"Dad, I'm sorry. I came late because of a meeting at the factory. I brought you some dumplings that your daughter-in-law just made."
At first, Zhao Youcai just felt that the voice was a little familiar. When the middle-aged man came in and sat next to Uncle Ge and brought Uncle Ge a lunch box, he saw his face clearly and felt a little flustered. How could this be Director Ge?
Is this old man Director Ge’s father?
Ge Weimin saw that the man in the next bed was staring at him, and it was obvious that he knew him.
He slowed down his tone and asked, "Are you from our factory?"
Zhao Youcai had met Director Ge many times, but Director Ge had only seen him once when he was inspecting the workshop. It was normal that he had forgotten about him, after all, there were too many people in the machinery factory.
Now the factory director asked himself, if he said that he was not from the machinery factory, wouldn’t that be a lie? If he said that he was, he seemed to be unfriendly to the factory director’s father today. He was in a dilemma.
Ge Weimin had already walked to the bedside and saw his identity information, which included his name and unit name.
"Zhao Youcai, from the Machinery Factory, you're from our Machinery Factory. You might not know me, so let me introduce myself. I'm Ge Weimin."
"What's wrong with you? Please take care of yourself."
Uncle Ge sneered, "He's fine. He's just surprised by your excellence."
Seeing that Zhao Youcai didn't speak for a long time and his father was also in a weird mood, he knew that something might have happened, but he didn't rush to ask. It would be better to let his old father eat first.
Zhao Youcai was on pins and needles and went out on the pretext of going to the toilet. He hesitated in the toilet for a long time and decided to go out and apologize to Mr. Ge. He would take good care of Mr. Ge in the hospital in the next few days. This was a great opportunity.
If you curry favor with the factory director, getting promoted in the future will be a piece of cake. With the factory director's favor, suppressing Ma Xiu Lan and not returning her money will also be a piece of cake, unless Ma Xiu Lan doesn't want to work in the machinery factory anymore.
When he returned to the ward after preparing himself mentally, the quilt of the bed next to him had already been folded. He asked Zhao Youfu, who was lying on his bed, "Where is the person next door?"
Zhao Youfu was half asleep: "I was discharged from the hospital after dinner."
Zhao Youcai screamed: "Why didn't you go to the bathroom and call me? How could they be discharged from the hospital? Why didn't you stop them?"
Zhao Youfu's mouth twitched. "What's wrong with you? That man just told his father to stay overnight and be discharged tomorrow morning. Was it me who urged them to leave early? If they leave, there won't be anyone else in the hospital tonight. I can sleep in this empty bed tonight."
“Ahhhhhhhhh.”
Zhao Youcai grabbed his hair and turned around in circles angrily:
"Why am I so unlucky? It's all your fault. Didn't you hear him say he was Ge Weimin just now? How dare you say that?"
Zhao Youfu couldn't understand: "What's wrong with Ge Weimin? I don't know him."
"Our factory director is Ge Weimin."
"Oh, your factory director." Zhao Youfu laughed secretly under the quilt. His elder brother had offended the factory director. Now he was out of work and he couldn't even think about getting ahead.
Zhao Youcai tossed and turned all night, wondering if the factory director would make things difficult for him.
He thought about it and decided to win back Uncle Ge. He decided to buy a new teacup as compensation to Uncle Ge. However, where Uncle Ge lived was another problem. Why didn't he think of checking the identity information on Uncle Ge's hospital bed yesterday?
He stayed up all night and a few of his hairs turned white.
The next morning, Zhao Youfu couldn't stay in the hospital any longer and left, using the excuse that he wanted to go home to take care of Old Mrs. Wang.
Zhao Youcai asked him to find someone to take care of him, and Zhao Youfu lowered his head and laughed:
"Who should I look for? Your two sons said they have to work and can't take care of you. Your two daughters-in-law said they can't go out because they are pregnant. Xingfeng is also pregnant. The remaining Xingmin and Xingguo were taken away by my eldest sister-in-law."
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