Chapter 380: An old man who refuses to die is a thief! (6000)
After sending Liang Qingyun back, Chen Qingrong also returned home.
He even bought Tang Xiaoru a bouquet of roses.
"Why did you buy me flowers?" Tang Xiaoru couldn't hide the joy in her eyes. "Is it an anniversary today?"
Chen Qingrong smiled and sat beside her, "If it's not our anniversary, can't I buy you flowers?"
To be honest, they haven't really celebrated their anniversary since they got together.
Things like a hundred days, neither of them really cared about that.
Maybe it's because I'm old and don't care about rituals anymore?
"Of course." Tang Xiaoru took it happily, and then gave Chen Qingrong a kiss. "Comrade Chen Qingrong performed well. I hope you can keep up the good work in the future."
Chen Qingrong immediately saluted in a pretentious manner, "Yes, leader!"
At this time, he noticed that Tang Xiaoru placed the tablet computer flat on the table and clicked on the Weibo interface.
"Are you checking the Weibo posts related to Miss Yang again?" Chen Qingrong asked.
Tang Xiaoru gently placed the rose on her lap and said, "No, Bingbing told me that she will soon be live-streaming on Weibo to visit the families of the victims of the car accident. I'm waiting to see her."
Chen Qingrong was a little surprised. "She really went. Didn't she say she didn't want to put on a show?"
"This is arranged by the chairman of their company. Can she not go? Besides, this matter is also good for her."
"Oh."
"What's wrong?" Tang Xiaoru noticed that he looked strange, so she asked, "Do you think this is not a good idea?"
Chen Qingrong pouted, "Logically, this is Miss Yang's business, and I shouldn't make blind comments, but I personally still think this is a bit too hypocritical. Anyway, if you ask me to do it, I can't do it."
Tang Xiaoru stuck out her cute little tongue and said, "I think so too, but every industry has its own operating rules. Most people in the entertainment industry do this. Bingbing can't help doing this now."
"Hey, it's time."
She quickly picked up her tablet and clicked on Yang Bingbing's Weibo homepage, and found that she had started a live broadcast, so she clicked on it.
As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I saw a lot of barrages scrolling across the screen. Yang Bingbing appeared without makeup in a ward of a hospital. The photographer had steady hands and the camera was extremely stable. The angle was also very good, and Yang Bingbing looked haggard and tired in the photo.
Yang Bingbing held the hand of the victim's family member who was hit and killed, and said sincerely, "Don't worry, Auntie. We will fully cooperate with the police and will definitely arrest the suspect as soon as possible. The law will never let such a vicious thug go!"
"If you and your uncle need any help in life, please contact me immediately. After all, I am also responsible for a small part of this matter. I will do my best to help you two, and I hope you will accept my condolences!"
Then she bowed to the two elderly people in front of the camera and presented them with a stack of banknotes as a consolation payment.
The fans in the live broadcast room were already in tears.
"Wow, who understands? Bingbing is so gentle. I cried."
"Yeah, what did Bingbing do wrong? She wasn't in the car when the accident happened, but she was still chased and scolded by so many people. She looks thinner."
"Fly with confidence, Bingbing, the popsicle stick will always be with you!"
"It's so funny, he's an actor indeed, he has a great sense of the camera, I was almost moved, but it's just a show."
"The comment above is stupid, right? Where did the haters come from? Get out!"
"Sisters, don't worry about her. Just look at her name and you'll know she's a fan of Times Youth League. How many normal people like Times Circus? They're all idiots. Let's not bother with idiots."
"Fuck you, what right do you have to scold my husband Ma Jiaqi?"
"..."
The barrage is still rolling.
After leaving this ward, Yang Bingbing went to the ward of another victim.
The victim survived but lost a leg.
In front of the audience in the live broadcast room, Yang Bingbing promised that she would bear all subsequent medical expenses of the victim.
Before the live broadcast ended, she stood in front of the camera and made an appeal.
"Dear audience friends, car accidents are as fierce as tigers. Remember not to drink and drive, and don't drive after drinking. I hope everyone will take this as a warning and cherish their own and others' lives. Love you all."
Snapped.
The live broadcast was cut off.
Chen Qingrong smacked his lips. "Tsk tsk, Miss Yang is really talkative. She never stopped talking during the one-hour live broadcast. Isn't she tired?"
Tang Xiaoru rolled her eyes at him, "Why do I hear you are mocking her?"
Chen Qingrong laughed, "Ha, how could that be? She is your best friend, I would never mock her no matter who I mock."
Suddenly he changed the subject, "Tomorrow is the weekend, do you want to go out and play? I didn't go out much today, and I have to go back to work the day after tomorrow. Why don't you go out and hang out during the weekend?"
"Where are we going?" Tang Xiaoru leaned her head on his chest, put her small hand on Chen Qingrong's leg, and scratched it through his jeans. "It's not suitable to go out of town for one day. If we stay in Shanghai, there's really nothing fun to do."
Chen Qingrong said, "If you want to travel abroad, we can give ourselves a few days off. You must always remember that we are the boss now, not the employee."
Tang Xiaoru glanced at him and said, "You are wrong. Strictly speaking, we are entrepreneurs now. Our company has just started not long ago and its foundation is not stable. It is not a good time for us to mess around. Let's wait until the company's development is completely on the right track."
"OK then."
"Then help me scratch it, my leg is a little itchy." Tang Xiaoru grabbed Chen Qingrong's hand and placed it on her thigh.
Because she was wearing shorts at home, as soon as Chen Qingrong's hands touched her beautiful legs, the tingling and numb feeling was like an electric shock through his whole body.
It was very strange. He had legs and a butt, but when he touched his legs and butt, he didn't feel anything strange. On the contrary, when he touched Tang Xiaoru's legs and butt, he felt a stimulating feeling.
Is this what the legend says: the food in other people’s bowls tastes the best?
Chen Qingrong is a qualified tickler.
If your hands feel sore from scratching, just moisten them.
……
Early the next morning, Chen Qingrong was woken up by Tang Xiaoru.
He opened his eyes dazedly and said with some dissatisfaction, "Wife, was there an earthquake at home? Why did you wake me up?"
Tang Xiaoru said with a smile, "What earthquake? I was calling you to get up and go to the morning market with me."
"Morning market?" Chen Qingrong was a little confused. "What morning market? A market selling dates?"
Tang Xiaoru rolled her eyes. "Don't use this kind of pun. I saw it on Douyin. Every weekend before 9 ., there is a morning market outside the market on a certain road. There are many uncles and aunts selling things there. Whether it's fruits or vegetables, they are much cheaper than buying them in the supermarket."
Chen Qingrong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Just for this? When did our family become so poor? Do we have to get up early in the morning to snatch eggs from the old man and the old lady next?"
"What?" Tang Xiaoru patted her butt. "I just wanted to try something new. Plus, I can't sleep now. Hurry up and get up. You said last night that you would play with me today."
"Um, okay, but what time is it now?"
"Five forty-five."
"God!"
Chen Qingrong wailed, but still got up from the bed obediently.
It's rare that Tang Xiaoru has such an interest, and as her husband, he can't spoil her fun.
It was foggy early in the morning and still a bit cold.
The couple both wore thick sweatshirts. After going down to the garage, Chen Qingrong drove her to the morning market.
The navigation showed that it would take at least an hour to drive there from their home.
No wonder Tang Xiaoru had to set off so early.
"Why haven't I heard you mention that morning market before?"
"I just found it this morning after I woke up."
"What time did you wake up?"
"Well, I don't remember the exact time, probably around three o'clock?" Tang Xiaoru scratched her head, pretending to think.
Chen Qingrong opened his mouth and said, "Why did you wake up so early? We didn't go to bed until almost one last night, did we? You only sleep for such a short time. If you are not afraid of sudden death, then I am."
Tang Xiaoru smiled and said, "Oh, it's okay. When I was 18 or 19, I could stay up all night every day without any problem. Although I'm a little older now, it's still okay to do it once in a while. At most, I can just take a nap after I come back."
"Okay." Chen Qingrong nodded helplessly, and then said, "You still haven't told me why you woke up so early?"
Tang Xiaoru said, "There's no special reason. I just couldn't sleep, so I woke up."
"So you woke up naturally?"
"Yeah." Tang Xiaoru responded, then she thought of something and warned him, "Also, from now on, when you go to bed at night, you must wear your underwear to sleep!"
Chen Qingrong was a little confused, "I wore it when I went to bed last night." "You did wear it, but you took it off in the middle of the night."
"Well, that's not my fault. I did it unconsciously." Chen Qingrong explained weakly, "I don't like the feeling of being restrained in underwear."
"rogue!"
"Yes, the ancients were indeed hooligans."
"Tsk, I'm talking about you!" Tang Xiaoru glared at him and said, "When I go back today, I'll buy you some more high-quality underwear online. If you wear low-quality underwear to sleep, it will definitely be uncomfortable because that kind of underwear has no elasticity."
Chen Qingrong said helplessly, "Can't I sleep without underwear?"
"No! I'm doing this for your own good. Even the cleanest bed has bacteria on it. You don't want to get prostatitis, do you?"
"Alright alright."
After arriving at the morning market, Chen Qingrong discovered that this so-called morning market was actually just a large group of people setting up stalls on the sidewalk of an entire street.
When he got off the bus, he was still muttering, "Isn't it against traffic regulations for these people to set up stalls here? Why didn't the urban management come to arrest them?"
Tang Xiaohui said, "I saw on TikTok that the people who set up stalls here are residents of the old city nearby, mostly the elderly. If their children are not around, not only will they have no one to accompany them, but they will also have no source of income. They can at least make some money by setting up stalls here to sell things. The urban management should have acquiesced. This is called compassionate law enforcement."
"I see."
Chen Qingrong didn't say anything else and followed Tang Xiaoru to walk around. He found that there were indeed many elderly people in this place.
The couple bought some fresh fruits and vegetables. Chen Qingrong even bought her an eleven-dollar pink butterfly hairpin, which Tang Xiaoru loved very much.
You see, as long as the woman really likes you, she will like any gift, no matter how cheap it is.
After visiting the morning market, the couple went home.
After all this trip back and forth, it was almost ten o'clock in the morning when I got home.
Chen Qingrong urged Tang Xiaoru to catch up on her sleep, but unfortunately she couldn't fall asleep at all.
Jingle Bell.
The cell phone in Chen Qingrong's pocket rang. He took out the phone and saw that it was Sun Dafu calling.
"Xiao Chen, our son Sun Cheng is going to have surgery soon. He wants to see you before the operation. Can you come to the hospital?" Sun Dafu said on the other end of the phone.
Chen Qingrong then remembered this matter, and he immediately said, "Uncle, I'll be there right away."
"Okay, then drive carefully on the road."
"Okay, okay, goodbye uncle."
After Chen Qingrong hung up the phone, he told Tang Xiaoru about this.
Tang Xiaoru immediately said, "Then go ahead. If you don't come back at noon, I'll just have a simple meal at home."
Chen Qingrong hugged her slender waist and kissed her lips, "I'll go first. If you have anything, call me."
"Don't worry, just drive slowly on the road."
"OK."
Chen Qingrong went downstairs.
Not long after, Chen Qingrong drove to the hospital.
He arrived relatively quickly and was able to see Sun Cheng before he was pushed into the operating room.
What he didn't expect was that Ni Shengnan was also there.
Although Sun Dafu and his wife still didn't look at Ni Shengnan well, at least they allowed her to appear here, which was considered progress.
"Come on, Old Sun, don't lose face. We'll be waiting outside for your triumphant return."
"Don't worry, buddy will be fine."
Sun Cheng and Chen Qingrong bumped fists, looked at Ni Shengnan with complicated eyes, and then he was pushed into the operating room.
Chen Qingrong turned around and came to Sun Dafu and his wife and said, "Uncle and aunt, you don't have to worry too much. With the expert from Beijing here, the operation will definitely be successful."
Sun Dafu smiled helplessly, "We are not worried that the operation will fail, but we are worried that the subsequent rehabilitation will not keep up. Well, forget it, let's not worry about it for now, let's take it one step at a time. Xiao Chen, please sit down first."
"Okay, uncle." Chen Qingrong sat down and called Ni Shengnan, "Miss Ni, you can sit down and wait too."
Madam Sun said directly and coldly, "There is no place for her to sit, so let her stand."
Ni Shengnan smiled awkwardly, "I, I'll just stand."
Madam Sun stared at her coldly and said, "Ni Shengnan, we agreed to let you come because it was Cheng Cheng's request. It doesn't mean that our family will accept you. As I said before, you'd better give up as soon as possible. My husband and I will never allow Cheng Cheng to marry a strange woman."
Ni Shengnan felt bitter in his heart.
But she didn't dare to say anything and could only look at Chen Qingrong aggrievedly.
Chen Qingrong avoided his gaze and pretended not to see it.
What if he saw it?
Does he still dare to help persuade Sun Dafu and his wife?
Even a fair judge would find it difficult to judge family affairs. As an outsider, it is best not to meddle in other people's family affairs.
……
After waiting for more than an hour, Sun Cheng's operation was over.
The expert from Beijing told Sun Dafu and others that the operation was successful, but it would be better to go to Beijing for subsequent rehabilitation. As long as Sun Cheng followed the plan he gave, there was an 85% chance that he would be able to stand up again.
Sun Dafu and his wife agreed immediately and expressed their gratitude to the experts repeatedly.
Because the effect of the anesthetic for Sun Cheng had not yet worn off, he was still in a coma when he was pushed out. Chen Qingrong originally wanted to wait until Sun Cheng woke up completely before leaving, but he didn't expect Tang Xiaoru to call him and tell him a bad news.
"Honey, is Sun Cheng's surgery over? Do you have time now?" Tang Xiaoru's voice was filled with deep anxiety.
Chen Qingrong heard it and asked with concern, "His operation is over. It was very successful. What happened? Don't panic. Talk slowly."
Tang Xiaoru said anxiously, "Your mother called me just now. Auntie said on the phone that she couldn't contact you and could only contact me. She said that something happened in your family. Your uncle had a fight with someone in your village and was beaten up with a bloody head."
"What?" Chen Qingrong's face changed. "How could this happen? My dad has such a good temper, why did he fight with others?"
"I don't know either. My aunt asked me to tell you about this, but she didn't tell me the details. You should call her back and ask about the situation." Tang Xiaoru gave him advice.
"Okay, I'll call you back later."
After Chen Qingrong hung up the phone, he switched to WeChat, only to find that his mother had indeed called him on WeChat and sent him a WeChat message, asking him to reply quickly.
It was just because he was bored sitting outside waiting, so he started reading a novel, and then the damn WeChat didn’t pop up any messages for him.
Chen Qingrong slapped his forehead in self-blame, and then quickly called his mother on WeChat.
Doodle.
Wang Xiu'e answered the call, "Qingrong, did Xiaoru tell you about your father?"
Chen Qingrong said quickly, "Yes, Mom. I'm in the hospital waiting for Sun Cheng to have surgery. My phone didn't pop up a message just now, so I just received it now. Let's not talk about this for now. How is Dad's injury? And who hit Dad?"
Wang Xiu'e smiled bitterly and said, "It was your Sixth Uncle who beat me."
"Sixth Uncle?" Chen Qingrong was stunned. "Sixth Uncle is over 70 years old. How could he beat my dad so hard that his head was bleeding? Didn't my dad fight back?"
Apart from this possibility, he really couldn't understand how his father, a strong middle-aged man, could be beaten to a bloody pulp by a man in his seventies. It was totally illogical.
Wang Xiu'e continued to smile bitterly, "Your Sixth Uncle and your grandfather are cousins, and your father is a rather rigid person, just filial and foolish. He thinks that no matter what, he can't argue with his elders. Then he was attacked by your Sixth Uncle with a stick and his head was broken."
"So how is Dad doing now?"
"He's already in the town hospital. The doctor gave him a few stitches. His condition isn't serious. He bled a lot at first, which really scared me."
"That's good, that's good." Chen Qingrong let out a long breath, slumped down in the chair, and couldn't help but ask angrily, "Is Sixth Master mentally ill? Why did you hit him for no reason? Can't you talk it out calmly?"
Wang Xiu'e explained, "Isn't it because of the few acres of land? Our family and your sixth uncle's family both have a piece of land in Nanchang, which is connected. Your sixth uncle came to our house drunk early this morning and said that our family took advantage of him. Our land became wider and wider as we plowed it, while his land became narrower and narrower. God knows, your father and I are honest people. How could we do such a thing?"
"Your dad argued with him, and they were all fine at first. Then, for some reason, your sixth uncle got angry and started scolding your grandfather and us. Your dad got angry and started scolding him back. Your sixth uncle couldn't beat your dad, so he picked up a stick on the ground and hit your dad with it when he wasn't paying attention."
"The old saying is right, an old man who doesn't die is a thief!" Chen Qingrong was so angry that his teeth itched, "Have you called the police? Call the police to arrest him! Make him pay the price of the law!"
Wang Xiu'e said helplessly, "Your grandma and I wanted to call the police, but your dad didn't let us. Your dad said your sixth uncle was drunk and it wasn't his intention. And I think about it carefully, it's useless to call the police. Your sixth uncle is almost 80 years old. Even if the police come, they can't take him to jail. And your sixth uncle is a bachelor, without a wife or children, which is quite pitiful."
"Can a bachelor just beat someone up at will?" Chen Qingrong was very unhappy. He suppressed his anger and continued, "I'll go back. Dad has been beaten up. It would be wrong for me not to go back. Besides, there are some things that you adults are not convenient to deal with, so I, as a son, have to deal with them."
"What are you going to do, Qingrong? You can't go beat up your sixth uncle again, do you hear me?"
Thanks to Yi Ling for the monthly ticket, and thanks to 20241104182 for the reward
(End of this chapter)
