Chen Dingguo is still sitting in a wheelchair.
Even in the middle of winter, he was sweating all over and his hair was still wet as if he had just washed it.
The two originally weak legs were now trembling slightly.
Jiang Shiyue looked surprised, "Dad, can you feel your legs?"
Chen Dingguo patted his thighs and laughed happily, "Yeah! A lot better than before."
Wu Xiu'e, who was always cautious in the past, also showed joy on her face: "The doctor said that if your father persists in rehabilitation for another six months, he will be able to walk again."
Chen Shanhe's eyelashes trembled and he was about to say something but stopped.
Jiang Shiyue noticed that Chen Shanhe was in a bad mood and turned her head to look at him.
Chen Shanhe didn't say anything.
Wu Xiu'e, however, caught a glimpse of Jiang Shiyue's movements and sighed softly, "Shanhe, I don't blame you! When you were in the army, your father had been paralyzed in bed for so many years, and none of us thought he could be cured."
Chen Dingguo echoed, "Your mother is right! Besides, the doctor said that if I had come to the hospital for rehabilitation earlier, I would have suffered less and recovered faster. But, it's just a possibility. Besides, who among us farmers hasn't suffered hardships since we were young? The fatigue of harvesting is much easier than this recovery. Now I am very content."
Jiang Shiyue immediately understood that Chen Shanhe's silence was due to self-blame.
He blamed himself for not being careful enough and not taking Chen Dingguo in for rehabilitation training earlier.
Jiang Shiyue reached behind her and patted Chen Shanhe on the back. "You're not a medical student. The doctors back home have limited skills. It's normal that we don't know."
"Don't look back, old man. I'm only sixty years old now, and I can walk for at least another ten years. Why are you always looking so sad?"
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She turned her head to look at Chen Shanhe again. Chen Shanhe was indeed not happy, but he did not look sad either.
Wu Xiu'e tried to smooth things over, "Yueyue, I heard that people in the south like sweet food and rice. Do you want to eat home-cooked food? I'll make you a bowl of hand-rolled noodles."
Jiang Shiyue hurriedly stopped Wu Xiu'e, "Mom, we just had dinner. I'll come over tomorrow to eat the hand-rolled noodles you made."
Wu Xiu'e subconsciously looked at Chen Dingguo, as if she was not sure whether Jiang Shiyue's words were polite or serious.
Chen Dingguo waved his hand, "Just do whatever Yueyue says! She just came back and has a lot of social engagements. We're all family, so we can eat anytime!"
Jiang Shiyue felt a little embarrassed by what he said.
In fact, Chen Shanhe had mentioned on the phone before that Chen Dingguo had been brought to Yincheng, but Chen Shanhe was not very good at long-distance relationships or chatting, so he only mentioned it that once.
Jiang Shiyue had just returned and was busy with a lot of things, so she forgot about Chen Dingguo and his wife.
The family of four sat in the living room around the coffee table and chatted for a while.
Seeing that Chen Dingguo looked tired, Jiang Shiyue offered to leave.
As soon as they left the hospital, Jiang Shiyue rudely twisted Chen Shanhe's waist twice, "My parents are here, and you didn't remind me to come over for dinner! Can Director Xu be as important as my parents?"
Chen Shanhe: “…”
She protested somewhat aggrievedly: "I told you last night, but you didn't mention it today. I thought you didn't want to come."
last night?
Jiang Shiyue had no impression at all, but Chen Shanhe would not lie.
She tried hard to recall, and finally remembered that when Chen Shanhe tortured her to the point of having only one breath left last night, he seemed to have said, "Want to have lunch with Mom and Dad tomorrow?"
At that time, Jiang Shiyue was even more miserable than a drunk person who had lost his memory. She cried and begged for mercy and shouted that she wanted to sleep, but the control of her body was in Chen Shanhe's hands. She was half asleep and half awake, and she never thought that Chen Shanhe would insert such an ordinary sentence in his endless dirty talk.
Jiang Shiyue was so angry that she raised her fist and hit Chen Shanhe's arm twice.
It’s a heavy burden for Jiang Shiyue, but it’s not a big deal for Chen Shanhe.
Jiang Shiyue was even angrier than before, so she walked off in front of him. Chen Shanhe caught up with her, smiling, and put his arm around her shoulders, "I'm sorry! I was wrong! I won't be here next time..."
Chen Shanhe whispered into Jiang Shiyue's ear.
Jiang Shiyue's face turned red instantly, and she subconsciously raised her hand to hit him again.
Chen Shanhe wrapped his big palm around Jiang Shiyue's fist and said, "Your hand will hurt soon. Don't be angry, Mom and Dad won't be angry about this."
Jiang Shiyue sighed softly: "Chen Shanhe, you should have reminded me again this morning."
Whether to have dinner with the parents-in-law or with Director Xu is not a multiple-choice question.
"I called them this morning. Dad said he had a checkup in the morning and rehabilitation in the afternoon. Mom was with him and didn't have time to cook for us, so she told us to come back another day. You know, the rehabilitation equipment is imported, and there's a long line. If I take time off, I won't be able to start until next week. That's why I didn't remind you."
Jiang Shiyue felt less guilty. Chen Shanhe has always been a cautious person, no wonder he didn't mention it in the morning.
Although she thought so in her heart, Jiang Shiyue snorted: "Don't think I will forgive you just like this! You will sleep on the sofa tonight!"
***
Among the guests who came to her house for dinner in the evening, only one was someone Jiang Shiyue knew.
Yao Tengfei.
What surprised Jiang Shiyue even more was Yao Tengfei's attitude. He had spoken rudely to Chen Shanhe the last time they met, but now he kept calling him "Captain Chen" in an intimate tone, which made Jiang Shiyue's mouth twitch.
In the midst of her busy schedule, she couldn't help but ask Chen Shanhe, "How did you manage to make him so obedient?"
Chen Shanhe glanced back at Yao Tengfei, who was busy serving tea and water, and wondered, "What do you mean by obedient?"
"He spoke rudely to you last time in the repair camp!" Jiang Shiyue said.
To say something rude is to be polite, but to say that to Chen Shanhe is a verbal insult.
"Oh! That's what you're talking about!" Chen Shanhe said nonchalantly, "He used to be always following me around, but then I couldn't fly anymore. Even my boss accepted it, but he couldn't. He threw tantrums at me like a child."
Jiang Shiyue understood, it was just a fan turning hater. Now that Chen Shanhe was back, he turned fan again.
In addition to Yao Tengfei, there were two middle-aged and young men and two sisters-in-law, one of whom brought a little girl of four or five years old.
The little girl was trying to talk to Yangyang, who had just been brought back, and let him see her doll.
She showed off her doll's eyes that moved.
Yangyang's attitude towards this little girl is not half as good as his attitude towards Mengmeng.
He treated Mengmeng with a mixture of disdain and doting, and he completely disdained this little girl.
It's not disdain or contempt, it's just like a kindergarten kid who insists on showing off her new words to a high school student.
It is the disgust that slightly mature people have for those who are more immature than themselves.
Jiang Shiyue asked Chen Shanhe, "Isn't Yangyang being a little rude?"
Chen Shanhe glanced back and said, "Yangyang used to be even more impolite than he is now."
In the past, Yangyang would have been flipped over and the table would have been overturned.
Jiang Shiyue nodded, "That's right. No matter how well Yangyang recovers, he will still be different from ordinary children."
Geniuses are sometimes lonely.
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