The black car was driving slowly on the avenue. Uncle Gu in the car was still chattering about the young guard Xiao Tianqi who was tactless.
"It's normal that they don't know me because they just took office. What's wrong with doing their job well?" Zhou Rang rubbed his forehead with a smile and glanced at Uncle Gu through the rearview mirror.
"That's true, but..." Uncle Gu choked and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Zhou Rang.
"We're here. If we drive any further, we'll end up in someone else's house." Zhou Rang patted the driver's seat.
"Oh oh." Uncle Gu stopped the car and was about to get out to help Zhou open the door, but he got out of the car with his luggage.
"Is anyone home?" Zhou Rang pushed open the yard door and turned to ask Uncle Gu.
"Besides Madam, there's also Madam Zeng." Uncle Gu stood outside the yard, not intending to go in. After answering, he pointed to the car parked outside the yard and said with a smile, "Then I'll park first."
Mrs. Zeng is Zhou Rang's aunt and Zhou Xi's younger sister.
"Okay." Zhou Rang nodded, waved at him, and walked towards the gate.
Because he left in a hurry and didn't take his key, he wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door, but just as he moved his hand, before he could lift it up, the door opened by itself.
A woman with stylish curly hair and red lipstick popped her head out from behind the door. The moment she saw Zhou Rang, she screamed and rushed over quickly.
"This is our boy Rang Rang. Come and show your aunt." Song Wanchi first hugged Zhou Rang, and then pulled his arm to look left and right, as if she couldn't see enough.
Zhou Rang's whole body was stiff and motionless, allowing Song Wanchi to swing left and right.
"Tsk tsk, how come you've become so thin and dark? Give me back my cute and tender little nephew Zhou Rang." Song Wanchi pouted and pretended to cry.
"Aunt." Zhou Rang called out helplessly, sighing in his heart. Aunt is almost 40 years old, why is she still so childish? I really don't know how my uncle-in-law endured it when he was young.
At this time, he was complaining about Zhou Rang in his heart, and didn't remember at all how he enjoyed himself when facing the unreasonable Su Nan.
"Hey, come in quickly. It's freezing outside. I made chicken soup just for you. I even had your uncle-in-law queue up at the supply and marketing cooperative early in the morning to buy this chicken. I heard it's from free-range chickens raised in the countryside, and they're the most nutritious."
Song Wanchi pulled Zhou Rang into the house without noticing Zhou Rang's strange look. It was not until she didn't hear Zhou Rang respond for a long time that she realized something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" Song Wanchi let go of Zhou Rang's hand, met his inquiring gaze, and subconsciously touched her curly hair.
"Where's my mother? Isn't she seriously ill? How come you don't seem to be worried at all, but rather very happy?" Zhou Rang said this expressionlessly.
"Ah, well, your mother is lying upstairs, and I'm not worried about anything. I was still cleaning her body before you came back. I'm so happy because you're back."
Song Wanchi reacted belatedly and stammered to explain, glancing around but not daring to look Zhou Rang in the eye.
"Have you been lying to me from the beginning to the end? Aunt, my mother doesn't have leukemia at all, right?" Zhou Rang said as he ran upstairs.
"Zhou Rang, you little bastard, run slower." Song Wanchi chased after him in frustration, but how could she possibly outrun Zhou Rang, who had such long legs?
Zhou Rang pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and what came into view was Zhou Li and Song Wanqing half-sitting on the bed drinking chicken soup.
His face was so rosy, how could he look like a sick person at all?
Zhou Rang pursed his lips, leaned against the door frame with his chest crossed. There was anger in his eyes, but he felt relieved in his heart.
No, there is no disease.
"Xiao Rang, listen to what mom is explaining to you." Song Wanqing hurriedly put down the bowl in her hand, then wiped the oil stains on her lips with a tissue.
"What's there to explain? Doctor Song, you should know the consequences of exaggerating the condition." Zhou Rang raised his eyebrows.
"As the saying goes, a doctor shouldn't treat himself. Plus, your mother isn't an internal medicine doctor, so how could she know the specific cause of the disease?"
Song Wanchi caught up with them breathlessly. Seeing the scene, he glared at Song Wanqing with a look of disappointment before continuing with a dry laugh.
"Besides, she did have stomachache for a long time some time ago, but after these few days of conditioning, she has gotten much better, right, sister?"
Can't you drink that bowl of chicken soup later? You can't even pretend to be sick. It's so infuriating.
"Yes, yes, Xiao Ren, you should know that Mom's stomach problems come and go. I don't know when they come and when they go away."
Song Wanqing understood the resentment in Song Wanchi's eyes, and she felt a little regretful that she couldn't resist drinking the bowl of chicken soup. She really didn't expect Zhou Rang to realize that something was wrong so quickly and ran upstairs directly.
She had stomach problems because she worked too hard when she was young. At that time, she was only focused on saving people and learning medical skills, and often forgot to eat. Over time, she developed stomach problems.
After realizing the seriousness of the situation, I consulted a specialist and the condition has not recurred.
This time, she didn't have a stomachache. She was just pretending to be sick so that Zhou Qian would contact Zhou Rang, and then she tricked him back to Shanghai.
How can two brothers hold grudges overnight? They must make peace.
How could Zhou Rang stay alone in Jiangbei Province, a strange place, like a poor educated youth? He had to return to Shanghai.
But given their bad tempers, they certainly couldn't do even one of them, let alone both.
Since that's the case, then she, an old lady, will have to do it herself.
"Really?" Zhou Rang just watched them quietly as they worked together to cover up the truth.
"yes."
Song Wanqing nodded very seriously, then walked over and took Zhou Rang's hand, gave Song Wanchi a look, and then said, "Come downstairs and try your aunt's cooking. It's been a long time since you've had it, right?"
Song Wanchi also grabbed Zhou Rang's other hand and shouted, "That's right, let's not talk about those unimportant things for now, eating is the most important thing."
"You must be hungry and tired after sitting on the train for so long. After dinner, go back to your room to rest. The quilts are all new." Song Wanqing touched Zhou Rang's back with heartache and pushed him downstairs.
"Don't talk so much, you'll delay the children's meals." After saying this, Song Wanchi went downstairs first and went straight into the kitchen to bring all the hot meals to the dining table.
It is colorful, fragrant and delicious, and makes people drool.
"I'll serve you some rice." Song Wanqing also went into the kitchen and came out after a while with a bowl of rice.
"I've already told your dad that he won't be working overtime today and will come home straight away. You two can have a good chat and maybe a drink together in the evening when you've had a good rest."
"Yeah." Zhou Rang took the bowl, nodded with a smile, and his eyes immediately fell on the Shanghai specialty dish, Shanghai Braised Pork.
He couldn't help but think of the exact same dish he made for her on Wutong Street on Su Nan's birthday.
Zhou Rang had mixed feelings during this meal. In addition to the familiarity and happiness of returning home after several months, there was also a complex emotion mixed with family affection.
I wonder how Su Nan is doing in Sang'an County? Do you miss him?
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