Chapter 209: I, Master He, Can’t Be the Only One to Separate a Husband and Wife
The third master was quite depressed.
Looking at He Zheng who was entrusted with an important task, he didn't look very happy.
With his head down.
"Third Master, why don't you consider taking care of your health and do it yourself?"
"I've taken good care of him, so why should I rely on you!" The Third Master pressed his chest and told himself to stay calm. The doctor said he still had more than a year to live, but he must not let that brat He Zheng get angry and shorten his life by another half a year. That would be a huge loss for him.
He Zheng was silent this time.
The third master is not very old and has a terminal illness, so he has to be more considerate of him.
"Can I bring someone with me?"
The Third Master's hand was still gently resting on his heart. Hearing this, he looked up at He Zheng and said, "Why, you still want to bring your wife to the capital? I don't object, but her household registration is not here, so she still has to go back to her place of household registration to take the exam. This trip will waste time."
"I know, I'm not asking my wife to come over," He Zheng knew how long Erhe had been preparing for the exam, studying late into the night every day. He also hoped that his wife could successfully get into university. He didn't do it to make anyone proud, but just to avoid wasting her efforts.
So the person he wanted to talk about was not Erhe, but...
"I have a brother in the village, and I want him to go out and see the world."
The Third Master remembered this. He Zheng had brought Li Dong to meet him once before. "Why do I remember that your brother just got married a few months ago?"
"yes."
The Third Master looked at He Zheng and said, "What do you mean? You want to separate from your wife, and you can't stand your brother getting along? You want to separate the newlyweds too?"
He Zheng: "... Third Master, there's a saying that goes, 'See through, don't speak out.' Just pretend you don't know."
Third Master: “…”
"Okay, I'll have someone take you to where you're staying. Get familiar with the environment first. Don't come to the hospital for the next two days. I'm afraid you'll make me angry to death."
In order to allow the Third Master to take good care of his health, He Zheng reluctantly left the hospital.
There was a car waiting outside, saying it would take him to where he lived.
He Zheng thought this was outrageous, "Get out of the way, I'll drive it myself."
Why do you still treat me like a young master?
So the driver quietly sat in the passenger seat and acted as a human navigator.
"Where can I make a phone call here? I need to call my wife."
There was a telephone in the military compound. If anyone had any problems and called, they could find someone at the sentry box. As for asking Li Dong to come to Beijing, it was too slow to send a letter from here, so he told his wife about it and asked her to send a telegram to the county town, which would be much faster.
The driver finally has other functions besides giving directions.
"Mr. He, there is a phone in the house where the Third Master lives. You can use it directly."
Okay.
He Zheng thought that as a country bumpkin, he had never seen such a scene before. It was really rich to have a telephone at home.
That's quite generous.
The place where the third master lived was a courtyard with two entrances. There was a row of bamboos against the wall at the entrance. There was another cave inside, with a large ceramic vat and two fat fish in it.
He Zheng moved from the east room to the west room.
I wonder if such a grand house can fit into my wife's space. It would be great if I could take one back home.
"Mr. He, what are you talking about?" The driver, who was also a butler, saw He Zheng mumbling and couldn't hear what he was saying clearly, so he asked respectfully.
"Oh, nothing much. Where do I live?"
"The Third Master has already made arrangements. Come with me."
He Zheng's house is in the backyard, facing north and south. It is a suite. The inner room is the bedroom with an old-fashioned bunk bed. There are tables and desks outside, which can be used for drinking tea.
He Zheng turned around, touched the mattress, touched the table, "The things are good, but not as good as my wife's taste."
You always talk about your wife every three sentences. May I ask which family your wife belongs to?
The housekeeper dared to think but not to ask.
"Where's the phone? Take me there."
He Zheng is a guy who is not shy about strangers. With a wave of his hand, he looks quite domineering with his burly figure.
The housekeeper led the man to the front yard, where the phone was placed on the tea table.
He Zheng stared at the phone seriously, and the housekeeper was wondering what he was looking at.
He Zheng took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket and unfolded it carefully. "Dial me a number, this one!"
Although He Zhenghu didn't look at his fearless tone, he was actually very nervous inside because he had heard of a telephone before but had never seen one.
I really don't know how to use it.
Fortunately, the momentum of the fox borrowing the tiger's power was good, and the housekeeper took the paper with both hands and started to operate.
I dialed the switchboard number and had to ask them to connect the call. Long-distance calls were even more troublesome. I waited for a long time before I was connected to the provincial capital.
He Zheng stared with confused eyes. Even when the housekeeper handed the phone to him, he still didn't understand how the call was made.
Sad!
"daughter in law,"
"Who are you looking for?" A man's harsh voice startled He Zheng, and he stared at the housekeeper next to him.
The butler was very panicked. He didn't do anything. What happened?
"Who are you looking for?" the person on the other end of the line asked again. The signal was unstable and crackling.
"I'm looking for Erhe."
"Are you talking about Comrade Nie from the Nie family? Wait a moment!"
He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. This was the right number, not a mistake.
He patted the butler's shoulder comfortingly.
The butler was slapped so hard that he looked half a head shorter.
Not used to the new owner's style.
The housekeeper was observing Mr. He with trembling eyes, but he didn't expect that Mr. He suddenly became very excited and his voice was like a soft spring breeze.
"daughter in law,"
Well……
The butler wanted to vomit at the sound.
"He Zheng, have you arrived in Beijing? Have you met the Third Master?" Erhe had been waiting for He Zheng's call. It was a coincidence that not long after she got home today, the messenger from the gate came to inform her that there was a call.
Erhe guessed it was He Zheng, so she ran out quickly to answer the phone.
"Yes, I arrived in the morning. I went straight to the hospital to see the Third Master."
"How is Third Master's health?" Erhe thought that the phone bill was not cheap, so she decided to make it short. "Just tell me briefly about the situation. I hope you are safe, then I will be relieved. Please write to me later with the details. If it is not urgent, there is no need to write a letter."
If you stay there for less than a week, there is no need to write a letter. After all, it takes almost a week to send a letter from the capital to the provincial capital. If the letter does not arrive, He Zhengren may have already returned.
"Wife, I still have something very important to tell you," He Zheng said, choosing his words carefully. "Third Master...has cancer. It seems to be incurable. But I think he's in good spirits, so maybe he can still be cured."
cancer?
Erhe was stunned.
This disease will still be a medical problem, not to mention now, even decades later, and has claimed the lives of countless people.
"Then you should accompany him well and make the Third Master happy. Don't think about sad things. After the exam, I will see if there is a chance to go to the capital." After all, the Third Master has helped them a lot, and it is reasonable for them to visit him.
"It's my duty. But wife, I have something else to tell you. Stand still and don't fall." He Zheng reminded her seriously.
Erhe couldn't help but think he was making a fuss, "He Zheng, what are you doing so mysteriously?"
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