Zhangzhu said on behalf of her father and brother, "He is so happy that he doesn't know what to say. Our father is not a smart man, brother, you know that too. I said it on his behalf. Congratulations!"
Gu Juncheng laughed at what she said.
Lin Qingping invited Xiaotian to have dinner at home. That night, Gu Juncheng opened a bottle of wine for the first time. Zhiyuan originally thought that his father Gu wanted to drink with Uncle Xiaotian, but he didn't expect that he also poured him a glass.
Where is the white wine!
He just wanted to ask Uncle Xiaotian for something, and now it has come true? Or is he drinking openly with his father?
Zhiyuan subconsciously looked at Lin Qingping and found that his mother did not stop him. Did she seem to approve of it?
Is this true?
Later, Zhiyuan knew why.
Because he found that Gu Juncheng had poured another cup.
This cup is definitely not for Lin Qingping or Zhangzhu...
Sure enough, Gu Juncheng said to him, "This cup, give it to your father."
Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly became hot.
His father's photo is always hanging in the house.
When Zhangzhu was little, she once asked who the person on the wall was...
"Don't just stand there, go quickly." Lin Qingping also urged him.
Zhiyuan instantly understood at this moment that his mother might have always been the one who understood his father the most...
He picked up the wine glass, but found that everyone in the family stood up - his father Gu, Uncle Xiaotian, and his mother holding his palm, all stood with him in front of his father's photo.
Zhiyuan's eyes were so sore and swollen, as if there was boiling liquid that could no longer be contained and was about to roll down...
Gu Juncheng asked him to stand in the front.
The man in the photo still looked to be in his twenties, in the prime of his youth, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking at them with a smile.
Gu Juncheng looked at the photo and couldn't help but tear up. "Old Li, I...finally lived up to your trust."
With these words, Zhiyuan could no longer control himself, tears suddenly poured out of his eyes, and he choked up and said to his father, "Dad, don't worry... My dad and mom are very good to me... They are as good as real parents, and my sister and I are like real siblings... Now I... Now..."
Finally I cried so hard that I couldn't speak.
"Uncle Li." Zhangzhu's crisp voice sounded, "Brother is crying. Let me tell you that brother has been admitted to the best university. From now on, he will be the best doctor. Are you happy? Uncle Li?"
Zhiyuan listened, raised his hand and touched Zhangzhu's head, his face stained with tears, "He will be happy, thank you, Zhangzhu."
Zhiyuan looked back inadvertently and saw Lin Qingping with tears in her eyes behind him.
Thank you, mother. Without you, there would be no Zhiyuan today...
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