"And what about you? What are your own thoughts?" You can't just do everything your mother says, can you?
"After she gave birth to me, she sacrificed so much, spending several times more time on me than my older brother and sister did."
She even gave up her career for this, treating me like the apple of her eye, because I was born prematurely because she fell while wearing high heels.
She felt guilty towards me, so she preferred to stabilize my condition with the existing methods and consider surgery later when medical technology advanced.
This idea is understandable; it's simply about minimizing risk.
Unfortunately, the child felt he was a burden and wanted to have surgery to end it all.
If you're dead, you're dead; it's better to be alive.
Perhaps the pressure from his family was too great, so he used this method to relax.
She looked rather pitiful, Xiao Jiu sighed.
"Don't count on me. Even if I go to the Department of Cardiology, it will take me eight to ten years to grow up. Can you wait that long?"
Tang Ze was delighted to hear this, but the people behind him were not happy.
"How dare you speak like that? My young master will live to be a hundred years old."
Tang Ze turned his head and gave them a brief, indifferent glance, which immediately made them lower their heads.
When he looked back at her, there was a hint of ingratiation in his eyes.
"If we can't be lovers, we can still be friends, just because I'm so pitiful?"
Of course I won't wait until you grow up to have the surgery; I just see you as a place to anchor my soul.
With you here, I feel completely at ease.
Xiao Jiu pursed her lips, not agreeing directly, but stood up.
"Tell your people to stay away from me and stop following me everywhere."
Damn it, it's making it inconvenient for her to enter her personal space now.
Tang Ze's face lit up with joy. "Okay, okay, don't worry. You'll have to come to the cafeteria often from now on. I'll be waiting for you and buy you some delicious food."
Being disturbed only during meals isn't necessarily a bad thing, after all, this guy is rich and naive, easy to fool.
Who knows, it might come in handy in the future. Besides, she had already inquired and found out that his family was not affiliated with the invading Japanese army.
They were among the minority of the opposition at the time, and during the war, they cut off many business dealings in order not to donate money.
You'd be hard-pressed to find even one in ten Japanese people like that. Considering he might die at any moment, let's just be friends and keep him company to pass the time.
Since that day, although some people still followed her, there were significantly fewer, and she also made an appointment with him to only meet during lunch.
At other times, they do not interfere with each other.
But the boy was honest; he would send someone to deliver breakfast and dinner to her, and sometimes when she came back from her run, he would come over with a smile and hand her a bottle of water.
"I must say, getting up early in the morning to breathe in the fresh air, listen to the birds chirping, feel the breeze, and enjoy the sunshine is really comfortable."
Poor child, could it be that he didn't leave the house this morning?
Xiao Jiu didn't just keep asking for things; she would occasionally choose suitable food from her space to give to him, claiming it was homemade.
At his stage, acupuncture was no longer effective; surgery was necessary for a complete cure.
His condition is not serious enough to require a heart transplant; it only requires orthodontic surgery to correct it.
This surgery allows the patient's heart to undergo proper anatomical resection, thereby restoring it to a normal human structure.
However, precisely because it has the advantages of being quick and effective, the risks are also relatively high.
Especially considering the current level of the healthcare system.
Sympathy is one thing, but given their family background, she doesn't need to worry about these things at all.
"By the way, it's my birthday this week. How about I invite you to my house for a casual meal?"
Xiao Jiu instinctively wanted to refuse, and he seemed to sense it.
"Don't rush to refuse, you are the only friend I invited."
My dad is very busy, my older brother and sister are all abroad, so it's just my mom and aunt at home. They're very easy to get along with.
Xiao Jiu immediately thought of a domineering CEO scene: "I'll give you a million dollars, leave my son."
She never expected that one day she would come into contact with such a tycoon.
"The braised pork rice you made last time was delicious, could you make it for me again?"
I told my mom, but she didn't believe me. "How about you teach her how to cook for her birthday this time?"
Looking at the child's pitiful appearance, how could Xiao Jiu explain that it wasn't something she made herself, but something she bought!
Fortunately, she knew how to make Chinese braised pork, so she could get away with it.
"Alright, I'll go then." This child is celebrating his twenty-first birthday.
If it's asserted that one won't live past twenty, then twenty-one is a new beginning.
My son finally made a friend, so he shouldn't treat him badly, right?
Xiao Jiuqin carefully selected premium Musang King durians, which would cost at least five or six hundred RMB in later generations.
The price in Japan is higher than in China, so even back in the late 1960s, it would have cost tens of thousands of yen.
Then I prepared a local brand fountain pen worth over 10,000 yen as a birthday gift for him and his family.
People might think it's cheap, but this price is more in line with her current status.
It doesn't matter whether she looks down on it or not, as long as I don't throw it away in front of her.
Surprisingly, when she arrived at Tang Ze's neighborhood on Saturday, she saw him and his mother standing at the entrance to greet her.
To prepare for their child's schooling, the family bought a garden villa nearby. The first floor was connected to the basement, and the villa has a garden. It's high-end and elegant.
Although it was a temporary place to live, it was decorated very warmly, especially his mother, a very elegant middle-aged lady.
Considering his older siblings are nearly thirty, this mother must be at least fifty, but she takes very good care of herself.
His eyes and brows exude a friendly charm, especially when you see such a large durian.
"My goodness, little girl, isn't it prickly to hold this? Why did you buy such a big one? I love this the most, but unfortunately my son doesn't like it."
Xiao Jiu laughed immediately upon hearing this, "Now I'm not worried anymore. It's true that many people can't accept it, haha."
I'm so happy you like me. As for Tang Ze...
Here, this is your birthday present.
Tang Zejunxiong was frowning when he saw the durian, but when he turned his head and saw the beautifully packaged gift box, he beamed with joy.
"I knew it. Thank you, Jinghe. You must be tired from your journey. Please come in."
As soon as I entered the house, I smelled the aroma of red bean rice, a must-have dish for Japanese people on birthdays.
Take off your shoes and put on the disposable slippers provided for guests.
It's October now, a time of clear skies and crisp autumn air, so she saw her two housekeepers in the kitchen preparing to make pear syrup.
Pears are best eaten in autumn, so preparing pear syrup to nourish the lungs for winter has become a tradition.
This is common in wealthy families in China, but I didn't expect that the Japanese would also pay attention to this.
"Junxiong is prone to coughing in winter, so every year on his birthday we make a big pot of pear syrup for him."
"It's rare that you've come all this way. Before you leave, I'll pack you a bottle to try. It's a traditional Chinese recipe; we got it from someone, and it's quite effective."
Seeing her watching the aunt's actions of peeling pears, Junxiong's mother made a special explanation.
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