The Wang couple had a real headache when it came to their daughter.
She was truly born to someone else's family.
I spend more than twenty days a month living here.
They're not even married yet; what will happen when they get married?
The key point is that we can't say it. This girl grew up with her grandparents since she was little. If Wang Jun and his wife dare to scold her, Aunt Wang will slap him on the head.
As soon as Wang Jun entered the Intermediate People's Court, he saw his daughter nestled beside Li Wenxuan, smiling sweetly. He was so angry that he felt like he had been given away for nothing.
Wang Jun, who had nowhere to vent his anger, went to the kitchen and said, "Li Chu, aren't you going a bit too far?"
Li Chu, who was cooking, looked at Wang Jun with a face full of questions: "Junzi, what's going on?"
Pointing to the yard, she said, "Is that my daughter or your daughter? What, you're not letting her go back?"
"What you're saying is true, she's your daughter and my future daughter-in-law. What's wrong with her moving in with me early?"
"Hey, I have a short temper, do you believe I won't let her marry your son?"
Li Chu glanced at him sideways and said, "If you're so capable, say those words to Aunt Wang."
As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Wang walked to the door. Wang Jun had his back to the door and didn't notice that his mother was already standing behind him.
“I dare to say this even in front of my mother, but you…”
Before he could finish speaking, Aunt Wang raised her hand and slapped him on the back of the head.
“You dare say anything to my face? Come on, I’m right here. Say it, I’ll hear it.”
"Uh..." Wang Jun was dumbfounded. Looking at Li Chu, who was trying not to laugh, he really wanted to rush up and slap him a couple of times.
"Mom, aren't you watching TV over there? Li Chu and I were just joking around."
Aunt Wang rolled her eyes at her son, ignored him, and turned to Li Chu, asking cheerfully, "Little Chu, what are you planning to do? I can smell Chinese medicine in it."
"Auntie, I just learned two medicinal recipes. Please try them. They're good for your health."
"Wow, you've even learned to make medicinal cuisine. It's not easy to make this without a recipe."
"Don't worry, Auntie..."
Wang Jun stood to the side, watching his mother and Li Chu chatting and laughing, and rolled his eyes helplessly. Who was the real biological son anyway?
The meal was well-received by everyone, but Li Chu could tell during the meal that Uncle Wang had something on his mind, as he seemed preoccupied throughout.
Sure enough, right after finishing his meal, Uncle Wang gestured for Li Chu to go to the study.
"Xiao Chu, how is that person's health?"
As soon as he entered the study and closed the door, Uncle Wang asked impatiently.
Although the words were disjointed, he could still understand their meaning.
Li Chu seemed hesitant; he didn't know how to answer.
Uncle Wang was his closest and most trusted elder, but now that he was in his position, there were some things he really dared not say carelessly, especially when it came to matters of confidentiality.
Seeing that Li Chu hesitated, Uncle Wang did not rush to ask a second time. Instead, he sat down next to the desk, picked up a book on the table, and casually flipped through it.
"Uncle, what did you think of the medicinal meal I made earlier?"
Hearing Li Chu's irrelevant answer, Uncle Wang was taken aback and put the book back on the table.
“I think it’s pretty good. Your aunt has been praising it the whole time.”
Although he didn't know what Li Chu meant by asking this, Uncle Wang continued to follow his instructions.
Hearing Uncle Wang's reply, Li Chu smiled and said, "As long as you think it tastes good, I'm thinking of making it again at the sanatorium another day."
"Hoo," Uncle Wang took a deep look at his nephew in front of him, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes slightly, placed one hand on the desk, and tapped the surface of the desk with his fingers.
Li Chu then sat down on another chair. He didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, and he didn't want to think about it anymore.
The study fell silent, save for the tapping sound of Uncle Wang's fingers on the table.
After a long while, Uncle Wang opened his eyes again: "Xiao Chu, is Old Liu from the main hospital about to retire?"
"Uncle, please don't. I'm just not cut out for it. If I could, I would quit all my jobs right now and just focus on teaching students."
What good ideas are you having?
Li Chu smiled wryly and helplessly: "Uncle, you should know me. I'm telling you the truth."
"I know that's what you're thinking, but just think about it and don't say it outside."
"Uncle, I'm telling the truth."
He repeated his words again, and Uncle Wang finally understood that his nephew wasn't just talking casually, but actually intended to do it.
This was also a spur-of-the-moment decision for Li Chu. Before meeting Uncle Wang, he was just thinking about whether he could just decline the position on the review committee.
Now that he has met Uncle Wang, he wants to see if Uncle Wang can help him.
He now feels like he's trapped in a cage every day, unable to live freely and unrestrained.
Although he now has a status and position, and a private car to drive around in, which makes many people envious, he suddenly feels that this is not the life he wants.
He had no choice but to join the army before, but now that he's gotten through that period, his old desires are starting to stir again.
Uncle Wang stared intently into his nephew's eyes, but all he saw was complete indifference.
He slowly shook his head: "It's unlikely. Why would you suddenly have such a thought?"
Li Chu told him everything that was on his mind.
“You can decline the offer from the review committee.” After listening to Li Chu’s words, Uncle Wang thought for a moment and said, “Also, as far as I know, there may be some changes at the Health Bureau, but I don’t know the specifics.”
This was the first time Li Chu had heard this news, but since Uncle Wang had already said he didn't know the specifics, he didn't ask any further questions.
As for quitting all his positions and going to teach at a school, Uncle Wang has already said that the possibility is slim, which means it's almost impossible.
Forget it, he simply put the matter out of his mind and stopped thinking about it.
The uncle and nephew chatted in the study for a while longer before leaving.
Goodness, so many people have come.
Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e came over, and unexpectedly Wu Xiaoliu brought Jiang Li as well. They were all gathered around watching TV.
Li Chu glanced casually at the TV. Hmm, it's the evening news broadcast right now.
During this period, the evening news program did not start at 7 o'clock, but around 8 o'clock. There were no anchors at that time. The news broadcast on TV consisted of a picture or a video with voice-over narration.
It wasn't until the 1980s that the evening news program, Xinwen Lianbo, started airing at 7 p.m. regularly, and was accompanied by a host.
Hey, I don't know what day it is today, but everyone's here.
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