To prepare for his mother's birthday banquet, Chu Fang spent almost the entire day, until night fell, cooking a large table of delicious dishes, filling the table.
As the birthday star, Chu's mother had no smile on her face, looking at the Chu family members, wanting to imprint their faces in her mind.
"Yi Yi."
"Yes," Chu Yi replied.
"Sing 'If I Have No Wine to Offer' for me."
"Ah?" Chu Yi touched her face.
Seeing Chu Fang and Chu's father nod, Chu Yi began to play and sing with her violin, and in an instant, a sorrowful sound enveloped the Chu family.
Chu's mother poured herself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and then said, "I guess you all know that I've been listless these past few days, and you all have a lot of guesses. I'm sorry, things are as you thought, I... I have lung cancer."
After Chu's mother finished speaking, the room was extremely quiet. She looked at the many family members, all looking at her with calm expressions.
Huh?
Something's not right.
Shouldn't you be crying and wailing when I say this fact, with tears streaming down your faces?
Why do you all look like this?
Is it because the news is too shocking, so you haven't recovered yet? Then I'll say it again.
Chu's mother said it again, but everyone had the same expression. This time, Chu's mother was completely defeated, with tears in her eyes: "You don't love me at all!"
Chu's father pulled out a tissue and wiped his wife's tears: "We already know."
"What do you know? You don't know anything!"
Chu's father smiled and said softly, "You went to the hospital to check for lung cancer, and the person who diagnosed you was a mental patient, so he was talking nonsense. You just had a cold at the time."
"Eh?" Chu's mother tilted her head.
Chu Fang took out various pieces of evidence: "This is the surveillance video at the time, this is the doctor's diagnosis report, this is the mental patient's diagnosis report. He is indeed mentally ill."
Chu's mother rolled her eyes and fainted.
The thought she had a second before she fainted was: "Crap!"
... ...
Afterwards, Chu Fang carried his mother back to the bedroom and covered her with a quilt.
Everyone then began to celebrate the birthday. It was a birthday banquet without the birthday star, but it was also a day worth celebrating, celebrating the safety and well-being of family members.
The women in the family went to watch TV and chat after dinner. Only the men were left at the dining table.
"This whole thing scared me into a cold sweat," the eldest brother, Chu Yongquan, took off his T-shirt.
"Who says it isn't?" Grandpa also said, "A few days ago, Chu Fang's mother bought all kinds of nutritional products for us old folks, telling us to take our medicine on time, etc. I really thought it was what I thought it was. I didn't expect it to be a false alarm."
"It's good that everything is okay." The great uncle took a sip of his little wine, and then poured wine for Chu Fang.
"What are you doing, Great Uncle?"
"I'll toast you a cup."
"Why?"
The great uncle raised his glass: "I thank you. Chu Yi is lucky to have you as her brother in this lifetime."
The great uncle knew that his daughter had stepped into the music circle. He knew the many efforts Chu Fang had made to help Chu Yi, not only money, but also effort and energy.
"I'm her brother, that's what I should do." Chu Fang didn't think much of it.
"I want to toast you a cup too."
Seeing the great uncle's persistent face, Chu Fang then clinked glasses with the great uncle and drank it all in one gulp.
... ...
They drank until late at night.
Chu's father returned to the bedroom and patted the quilt: "Don't sleep, I know you've been awake for a long time."
Chu's mother suddenly sat up and asked, "How come I don't have terminal lung cancer?"
Hearing this, Chu's father laughed: "You seem a little dissatisfied?"
"It's not that, it's just that I've already made all sorts of preparations for death, and suddenly I'm told that it's not terminal lung cancer. I can't accept it," Chu's mother hesitated, "The main thing is..."
Chu's father asked, "What's the main thing?"
"The main thing is that bad woman Zhong Tingyue, knowing my test results, actually took advantage of my situation and forced me to sign an unequal treaty. How can I fight against that bad woman in the future?"
Actually, other things were okay, Chu's mother could bear it, but what she couldn't bear was the treaty she had signed with Zhong Tingyue.
That was a 'humiliating' treaty. The treaty signed by Li Hongzhang was nothing more than that.
Chu's father shrugged, looking like he couldn't help.
Chu's mother sat cross-legged, fiddling with her phone, searching for how to get out of the contract.
... ...
Chu Fang returned to the bedroom, looked at the night sky, and a bright smile appeared on his face.
Just then, Zhong Tingyue sent a message.
[Wangshu: Is Mr. Chu drunk?]
[Love Single Player: Drunk.]
[Wangshu: I don't believe it.]
[Love Single Player: If you don't believe me, send a cool selfie, and I can point out where your hemorrhoids are.]
[Wangshu: ... ...]
Zhong Tingyue and Chu Fang sent various emoticons to each other. Suddenly, Jiang Wenzhen sent a message.
[Jiang Wenzhen: Sister Zhong, Sister Zhong, something bad happened.]
[Wangshu: What's the matter?]
[Jiang Wenzhen: A studio opened next door to us. Our competitor is here.]
[Wangshu: ... ...]
[Jiang Wenzhen: Can you give me a reaction?]
[Wangshu: What's the point of sending this message?]
[Jiang Wenzhen: No, I'm just sending it for fun. I lost a bet with Guan Guan, and she told me to say five meaningless sentences to you. This is the fourth sentence.]
[Jiang Wenzhen: This is the fifth sentence. Okay, Sister Zhong, I wish you good night and sweet dreams.]
Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."
