Perhaps due to worries in her heart, Gao Ruoyun woke up not long after falling asleep. Chu Fang said, "Auntie, why don't you sleep a bit more?"
"I'm old, I can't sleep," Gao Ruoyun shook her head.
She continued, "Xiao Chu, where is the nearby vegetable market? I want to buy some ingredients; Yueyue's dad wants to eat something I make."
"I'll take you."
"Then I'll trouble you."
Chu Fang said, "You're treating me like an outsider by saying that."
Gao Ruoyun smiled.
The two left the house and walked to the entrance of the residential area. The security guard saw Gao Ruoyun and was a little surprised: "Hey, aren't you Zhong Woman's mother? You're back in Modu(魔都: nickname for Shanghai) again? Did your husband come with you? I still want to play a few games of chess with him."
The security guard had some friendship with Zhong Ping; they were chess friends, and the latter was the former's talisman.
During the days Zhong Ping came last year, Zhong Rou didn't harass the security guard even once, precisely because of Zhong Ping's presence. Therefore, he missed Zhong Ping very much, missing the days when his chess friend was around.
"My old man had an accident," Gao Ruoyun replied.
"Ah?" The security guard's mouth widened. After hearing the whole story, he came to his senses, "Your family isn't really a martial arts family, is it?"
Zhong Rou had super strong martial arts, except for not being able to live forever, everything else about her was incredibly powerful.
And Zhong Ping was hit in the leg by a stone, but his legs didn't even break.
Obviously, there were mysterious factors involved.
Gao Ruoyun chuckled: "You're guessing wrong, we're ordinary people."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The security guard waved his hand, "Ordinary people can't cultivate such strong martial arts like Zhong Rou's."
Chu Fang: "..."
Could it be that she was born with it?
Chu Fang took Gao Ruoyun to the vegetable market to buy all kinds of vegetables and meat. Chu Fang thought he was a master bargainer, but seeing his mother-in-law, he realized his insignificance.
With just a few words, she could buy the ingredients at extremely low prices.
"Sister, I'll give you ten yuan, go bargain at the stall next door," said the vegetable seller.
"Is that okay?" Gao Ruoyun hesitated.
"It's okay, he's my competitor anyway."
Gao Ruoyun: "..."
The reason why Gao Ruoyun could buy vegetables at extremely low prices was that she was originally a farmer and knew the twists and turns of growing vegetables, so she was naturally very good at bargaining.
After buying the ingredients and returning home, Chu Fang tugged at his sleeve: "I'll help you."
"No need, Xiao Chu, you rest, I can handle it."
"Hey, it's okay, two people work faster, and the main thing is I want to secretly learn your cooking skills, no other meaning, just want to open an authentic Central Plains restaurant and earn lots and lots of money."
Gao Ruoyun smiled and said, "If you secretly learn my cooking skills and earn money, you have to share some with me."
"Then I'll lose out, you help me subsidize it."
"That won't do."
"Then this deal can't be done."
The two chatted while cooking.
Gao Ruoyun made the most authentic Central Plains cuisine, mostly based on pasta, making it into a variety of patterns. Chu Fang, a native of the South, was greatly amazed.
Bang!
The door opened, and only the little sister's voice echoed in the house: "I'm back."
Then Zhong Rou threw herself into Gao Ruoyun's arms, looking up at her: "Mom, I miss you so much."
The flour on Gao Ruoyun's hand sprinkled on Zhong Rou's face. She originally wanted to blame her little daughter, but thinking about what she had experienced these days, her heart softened: "Mom misses you too."
Chu Fang looked at the setting sun outside: "Aren't you in class? Why are you home? Did you skip class again?"
"Brother-in-law, I'm on vacation," Zhong Rou rolled her eyes, "You don't care about me at all."
And Gao Ruoyun immediately grabbed the key word: "Again? Did you often skip class before?"
Zhong Rou: "..."
Afterward, a heart-wrenching sound echoed in the house: "Brother-in-law, I'm not done with you!"
In the house, the Chinese Li Hua cat squatted, baring its teeth, looking happy.
Finally, someone is cleaning up this troublemaker.
After finishing cooking, they sent the meal to the hospital.
... ...
Subsequently, in the following days, Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue, and Gao Ruoyun took turns taking care of Zhong Ping, hoping that he would recover soon.
Zhong Ping was a restless person. After lying in the hospital bed for a few days, he felt uncomfortable all over: "No, I want to be discharged, I don't want to stay here."
"Dad..." Chu Fang opened his mouth.
"Hey." Zhong Rou subconsciously answered beside him, then smiled awkwardly, "Brother-in-law, when you call 'Dad', I always feel like you're calling me, so I couldn't help but chime in. I think, in the previous life, you and I had an inseparable father-son relationship."
Chu Fang glared at his little sister-in-law: "The doctor said you have to stay in the hospital for a few more days for observation."
"No, I can't stay any longer. If I continue to stay, I'll be out of breath," Zhong Ping shook his head.
"Hmm?" Just then, Gao Ruoyun came in, frowning slightly.
Zhong Ping's voice became smaller.
Zhong Tingyue walked in and said, "The doctor said, Dad, you can be discharged early."
"Wuhu (芜湖: wuhu, Anhui province, China)~" Zhong Ping was happy.
Then they went through the corresponding discharge procedures and also bought a mobile wheelchair.
His leg was injured, and it would be difficult to recover in three to five months, so he could only use a wheelchair to move around.
"Hey, where's the wheelchair I bought?" Chu Fang thought of when he sprained his foot and bought a wheelchair.
Zhong Rou said unhurriedly, "Brother-in-law, you forgot, last year you were racing with someone and drove into the ditch."
Chu Fang: "..."
The mobile wheelchair was an interesting thing. Chu Fang became fascinated while playing with it, and started racing with the Lamborghini on the side of the road, and then speeding into the ditch, and he took a bath.
On the day of his discharge, many people came, Yang Meina and her mother Liu Xia, Zhong Ping's group of workers, the construction site person in charge Wang Lang, and the big boss General Manager Liang.
"Sorry for bringing you so much trouble," General Manager Liang shook Zhong Ping's hand.
Now Chu Fang is the largest investor in General Manager Liang's company, allowing his company to continue operating.
General Manager Liang was happier than anyone else that Zhong Ping was discharged.
Zhong Ping nodded: "Indeed!"
General Manager Liang: "..."
His honesty made it difficult for him to respond.
The attending doctor on the side watched with a broken heart, feeling extremely painful.
He originally thought that this injured worker was an ordinary wage earner, but from these days' experience, he was completely wrong.
Many people driving luxury cars came to visit Zhong Ping.
This was not an ordinary wage earner at all, he was simply a rich guy.
The attending doctor knew that all of these people were coming for Chu Fang's sake, but thinking of this, his heart ached even more.
"Damn it! Why did I refuse that red envelope with money? Did it make me seem very ambitious? No, not at all, it only made me feel very stupid!"
"Once there was a very big red envelope with money in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. If I could have another chance, I would say: The red envelope with money is a token of appreciation, it's okay to accept it."
"Cough cough cough..." The attending doctor then coughed, patting his chest.
The nurse asked beside him, "Dr. Zhou, do you have a cold?"
"It's not a cold, it's a fever," the attending doctor tapped his forehead, "My brain has a fever to sympathize with a rich man."
