Chapter 55 Xiaoyu Needs a Kidney Transplant!
Upon hearing this, Pei Yanli understood, "So she went to give him advice."
"There's nothing I can do." Luo Yunqing shrugged her shoulders and sighed softly, "Who told him to be so useless?"
If he doesn't give it a push, who knows when it will finally happen.
"Sometimes when I look at them, it's like..."
Pei Yanli was getting clean bowls and spoons for the children when she heard him stop talking. She looked up in confusion and asked, "What does it look like?"
"It's nothing." Luo Yunqing smiled and shook her head, then went to stir another pot of dumplings. "By the way, where's Chen Zhao? He disappeared after we finished making the dumplings."
He craned his neck to look left and right, when suddenly, he heard the sound of a car turning off and parking outside the restaurant.
"Who's here so late?" I asked casually.
Before long, the heavy windproof curtains in the restaurant were pushed open, and a sudden blast of cool air blew into the room, making him shiver. He couldn't help but glance towards the doorway.
Upon seeing the person enter, the ladle slammed against the edge of the pot with a loud crash.
"Xiaoyu!" Luo Yunqing blinked several times and strode over. "You, why are you back?"
Before the little boy could speak, he turned to Chen Zhao, who was pushing the wheelchair, and questioned him: "Who told you to bring him back? Did you get permission from the doctor? What if he gets cold on the way here in this cold weather?"
Several questions came crashing down on him, and Chen Zhao didn't know which one to reply to first.
Fortunately, Dean Qu wiped his hands and came over to explain for him: "The doctor must have agreed before he asked us to bring it back."
"But Grandma, Xiaoyu..."
"I have some good news that I haven't told you yet." Dean Qu handed Xiaoyu a red bean paste cake that had just been made that afternoon and patted his head. "The hospital called and said we've got a kidney donor on the waiting list. The surgery can be done next week, and all the basic tests have been completed."
"Very good!"
Luo Yunqing rubbed her hands together to warm them before touching Xiaoyu's face. After her initial excitement, she kept muttering, "Such a big thing, Grandma, why didn't you tell me sooner?"
Dean Qu used his other hand to pat him as well. "I told you, you would have run to the hospital without saying a word. Now that Xiaoyu is back, isn't that good?"
The sound of wheels turning came from behind.
Luo Yunqing pouted and turned around: "You already knew?"
In any case, Chen Zhao would never do such a thing in secret. If he didn't tell him, then he must have told Pei Yanli.
"It wasn't very early, I just found out this afternoon." Pei Yanli used his past words to shut him up, "I just wanted to give you a surprise."
Luo Yunqing had nothing to say and just snorted.
She got up and pushed Xiaoyu forward, asking as they walked, "Are you cold on the way back?"
Xiaoyu shook her head left and right twice, then held out her woolen gloves. "My brother knitted these gloves for me. They're so warm."
He looked back again and said, "It's warm inside the car, and Brother Xiao Zhao even put on cartoons for me."
"Oh? Is that so?" Luo Yun glanced behind her and pushed him to the small round table.
The children sat down one after another, waiting obediently for the meal to be served. Suddenly, they noticed Xiaoyu, who looked a little unfamiliar, and they all blinked curiously.
It's understandable; children can't remember too many people, especially since Xiaoyu rarely comes back.
"Let me introduce you all, this is Xiaoyu." Luo Yunqing rested her hands on her knees, looked around, and said, "She'll be having dinner with us tonight."
The children, thinking it was a new friend, shouted in unison, "Great!"
Luo Yunqing quickly brought over a new set of tableware and asked her mother-in-law in a low voice, "Can Xiaoyu eat what we made? Should we prepare some extra?"
With less than a week until surgery, I definitely need to be extra careful about what I eat.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Zhao dramatically pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. "The doctor said not to give the child anything too oily, just something light. Also, spicy and stimulating foods like onions, ginger, and garlic are absolutely forbidden. Otherwise, there's nothing else to worry about."
The courtyard is mostly inhabited by children, and the cooks usually take these things into account when preparing meals; there aren't too many dietary restrictions.
Luo Yunqing quickly served several corn and pork dumplings.
After the children were served and everyone was present, Dean Qu called for the meal to begin, with two or three adults supervising each small round table.
Chen Zhao wasn't at the same table as them. Before he could even sit down properly, people at the table started calling out "Brother!" one after another.
"Brother, I can't reach that."
"Brother, help me peel it."
"elder brother……"
"elder brother……"
Faced with this situation for the first time, Chen Zhao was so busy that he was almost dizzy from dealing with one thing after another. Looking at the other tables, they were not exactly handling things with ease, but they had already gotten used to it.
"Brother Xiao Zhao, leave him to me." Qingqing, sitting to his left, skillfully used chopsticks to break the dumpling in half, then fed it bite by bite to the child who was still not very good at using chopsticks.
With her help, Chen Zhao was able to avoid being completely overwhelmed.
He breathed a sigh of relief and thanked them. Looking around, he saw that everyone who was capable of taking care of themselves was more or less helping to look after those younger than themselves.
"What are you looking at, Brother Xiao Zhao?" Qingqing would feed her little brother a bite after eating two bites, and then she noticed that he suddenly stopped moving.
"It's nothing," Chen Zhao said thoughtfully, "I just think you're all quite...sensible."
In the afternoon, when we were preparing ingredients, children her age or even younger would voluntarily come to the kitchen to help. Or they would watch over the other children and keep them from wandering off.
"I'm used to it," Qingqing said casually. "There were fewer teachers before, and their energy was limited. Anyway, we're all grown up now, we can take care of ourselves, and we can also help take care of our younger siblings."
Chen Zhao didn't say anything more, but her eyes always held a hint of heartache.
“Now it’s better, there are more teachers.” Qingqing is 15 or 16 years old and is very concerned about her image. She doesn’t want everyone to see them. All she feels is heartache. “I never dared to dream of a life like this before. I have to thank Brother Xiao Luo.”
Her position was right behind Luo Yunqing's table, and she saw Little Luo peel a shrimp, break it in half, and feed it to Xiao Feng, who had difficulty moving. After a while, he would feed him another shrimp, and then he would stop feeding him and replace it with other dishes.
While she was busy, a dumpling that had been cooled was brought to her mouth, and Luo Yunqing ate it without even looking at it.
"Xiao Luo, let me feed him, you eat first."
Pei Yanli took the bowl from him, lowered her head and asked softly, "What else would you like to eat, Xiao Feng?"
Xiao Feng's eyes remained turned to the side. After a long while, he involuntarily pointed to the chicken pieces on the table. Pei Yanli picked them up, blew on them twice, and put them to his lips.
"Thank you, brother."
His eyes were still slanted to the side, and he couldn't help but smile in a distorted way as he struggled to bite into the chicken nugget and slowly chewed and swallowed.
Luo Yunqing kept a close eye on them. Seeing that Pei Yanli was taking good care of them, she felt relieved and went to look after the other children.
Looking around and even at the entire restaurant, he belatedly realized, "Brother Xiaoyu, why isn't he back yet?"
"ah!"
Suddenly, a howl came from outside.
The windproof curtain was quickly lifted, and Jiang Ziyu and Teng Zaiye finally returned. The former looked uneasy and casually found a table with empty seats to sit down, while the latter... awkwardly lowered his hands from his face.
Two bright red handprints were visible on his face.
Pei Yanli couldn't help but laugh out loud: "My wife wants to sit at the head table, it seems we'll have to wait a while longer."
Luo Yunqing: "..."
After dinner, while everyone was preparing to set off fireworks, he pulled the person aside, crossed his arms, and looked him up and down.
"What's wrong?" Teng Zaiye subconsciously touched his face.
Luo Yunqing held back for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back any longer: "What's wrong with you? You really failed!"
"Failure? No, not at all."
"No, then what about your face..."
Does anyone get slapped twice after successfully confessing their feelings?
"This, hehe, this is..." Teng Zaiye chuckled twice, then turned his head and saw Jiang Ziyu coming out of the restaurant. He immediately stopped and skipped over.
Jiang Ziyu: "What are you saying to Xiao Luo?"
“No, he didn’t say anything.” Teng Zaiye shook his head repeatedly. “He just asked where the marks on my face came from…”
Jiang Ziyu's face darkened when this matter was brought up.
Stealing a kiss from him in the middle of the night, "Glory?"
Afraid that he would slap him twice more in anger, Teng Zaiye quickly covered his face and said, "Wife, I was wrong."
"Who's your wife?"
"You just agreed!" Teng Zaiye immediately panicked: "Wife, I was wrong. I promise I'll never steal a kiss again next time."
He kissed her openly and honestly!
"Okay, okay." Teng Zaiye hooked his finger again. "Wife, please forgive me this time."
"You're not allowed to call me that in front of others."
Teng Zaiye's eyes lit up, and he quickly kissed him on the cheek. "Okay!"
As the words fell, fireworks whooshed into the sky, only to explode behind them with a loud "Boom!"
A bottle of milk rolled over.
Chen Zhao's mouth was full of red bean paste cakes made by Dean Qu. He looked at them with a horrified expression, unsure whether to swallow or not.
Jiang Ziyu: "You..."
"I... cough!" Chen Zhao quickly covered his mouth and waved his hand, "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything, you guys continue."
After saying that, he hurriedly left, but after a few steps, he came back to pick up the milk.
That evening, the welfare home's official website updated with several photos and a video.
The children held all sorts of sparklers. Luo Yunqing excitedly went to light the big fireworks outside, stumbling and falling into Pei Yanli's arms, covering her ears. The moment the fireworks went up, Teng Zaiye was like a boneless creature, half-hanging on Jiang Ziyu. Only Chen Zhao was drinking milk, looking towards the camera.
…………
The fireworks burned out at nine o'clock.
After most of the children had washed up and gone to bed, Luo Yunqing and Pei Yanli left with Xiaoyu.
As the car drove out of the orphanage, Luo Yunqing rolled down the window and asked the two people still inside, "Aren't you leaving?"
“Your brother’s annual leave lasts until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.” Teng Zaiye held the man’s hand, and the smile on his face never left him all night.
It seems we'll have to stay for another two days. Luo Yunqing waved her hand and raised the window.
After safely taking Xiaoyu back to the hospital, we returned to the old house.
When I got home, I learned that Pei Hengzhi had already been discharged from the hospital.
"So fast?"
After a busy day and the blow he suffered in the evening, Chen Zhao was so exhausted that he was expressionless: "It seems that he wants to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible."
"If he's allowed to be discharged, it must be nothing serious," Pei Yanli said with a glance.
Chen Zhao then left.
“You’ve had a long day, go to bed early tonight.” Pei Yanli pulled him down to sit and massaged his shoulders. “Don’t think about Xiao Heng anymore.”
“Who cares about someone who’s unimportant?” Luo Yunqing simply lay down on the bed and asked him to massage her back. “Xiaoyu is having surgery next week, so I’ll go and keep him company these next few days.”
Pei Yanli agreed without hesitation.
For the next three or four days, Luo Yunqing went out every day, and Pei Yanli would personally pick her up after noon until eight o'clock in the evening.
"Where does Second Aunt go all day long?" Pei Hengzhi went out in the cold wind, but he could never find her. He grabbed a maid who was cleaning the courtyard of the second wife's family and asked her anxiously.
"It looks like...a hospital."
"The hospital? He's sick!" Then she thought again, and realized something was wrong. "If he's sick, how could my second uncle let him run out by himself?"
Pei Hengzhi immediately ordered someone to investigate.
The photos taken over three consecutive days were all taken in the hospital, specifically in the inpatient ward.
"Who is this child?" He pointed to the boy in the photo whose mouth Luo Yunqing was carefully wiping.
The person taking the photo replied, "It's from an orphanage. I heard they're planning to get a kidney transplant soon."
"Another orphanage." Pei Hengzhi's fingertips fell heavily as he stared at the photo with a gloomy expression. "He does... seem to care about this child quite a bit."
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