Chapter 35 Uncle Zhao
Uncle Zhao, does this recognize me as my father? Chu Hui couldn't cry or laugh for a while.
Just as Chu Hui was about to explain, Uncle Zhao rubbed his eyes and muttered, "No, the master is not so dark...... Young Master, are you a young master?" Uncle Zhao's aged body trembled slightly, and he burst into tears, "Young Master, you have come back from abroad!"
"Uncle Zhao, I'm back. Chu Hui nodded heavily, holding back his excitement, if it wasn't for Uncle Zhao who saved him and replaced his body, he would probably be gone long ago. When he was a child, he regarded Zhao Bo as his relative, and now it is the same.
"Come in, come in. Uncle Zhao hurriedly brought Chu Hui into the house, the old house where Uncle Zhao lived was much more dilapidated than other residents, Uncle Zhao brought a glass of water to Chu Hui, and said ashamedly: "Look at the young master, you won't tell me in advance when you come here, let me prepare, there is nothing at home, alas, ......"
Chu Hui looked up at Uncle Zhao's old house, and he knew that the only wealth left in his family was not much after he had healed his injuries and sent them abroad. It is said that the small is hidden in the wilderness, and the big is hidden in the city, Zhao Bo has been hiding in this town since then, and even let his family declare that he is dead, in order to protect the last single seedling that survived in the villa that year.
"Uncle Zhao, you and I don't have to be so restrained, my mother died early after giving birth to me, it was you and the nanny at home who brought me up, you are no different from my relatives to me, after the accident in my family, I will only have you as a relative. Chu Hui's eyes were red, and he said that the tears of a manly man would never be flicked, but whenever he mentioned this matter, his heart couldn't help but be angry and sour.
"Young Master, did you come back this time because of Shen Guoqiang's matter?" asked Uncle Zhao.
"Well, this time I finally infiltrated the Shen family, I must find out Shen Guoqiang's whereabouts! Find the murderer of my father!" Chu Hui clenched his fists, and he said to Uncle Zhao: "I came to Uncle Zhao this time to see my parents." I'm going to tell them, I'm Chu Hui, I'm back!"
"Good...... Come here, young master. Uncle Zhao dragged his old body and took Chu Hui to the back room of the old house, where there were portraits of Chu Hui's father and mother, and Uncle Zhao handed the incense to Chu Hui: "Over the years, I have prayed in front of the lord and wife every day and night, and I can't help you in China, I can only pray for the lord and the lady to bless you with peace abroad." ”
"Uncle Zhao, it's enough for you to do this. Their cemetery is probably still guarded by that group of people, and if I had gone, it would have been found and investigated by someone else, and it would be you and me who would have been injured. Chu Hui lit the incense with a lighter and shook it off with his hand.
Boom!
Chu Hui knelt in front of the portraits of his parents, holding incense in his hand, and said, "Dad, Mom! Dad, don't worry, the hatred you were framed for, and the organization behind you and Shen Guoqiang, I will definitely investigate clearly!
Inserting the incense into the soil, Chu Hui knocked his head hard on the ground three times.
He stood up and said to Uncle Zhao, "Uncle Zhao, I'll go back first if there's nothing else to do." ”
"Okay, there is nothing to entertain the young master at home, so I won't leave the young master for you to have a light meal, the next time the young master comes, tell me, I will definitely entertain you with good wine and meat." Uncle Zhao smiled awkwardly.
"Good. Chu Hui nodded, he agreed, he held Uncle Zhao's hand, and promised: "When I avenge my father, I will buy another villa, take you there, and let you continue to be my housekeeper." I saw their housekeeper Fu Bo in the Shen family, Fu Bo is about the same age as Uncle Zhao, I believe you will not lose to him, so please Uncle Zhao You must wait until that day. ”
"Good, good. Zhao Bo nodded again and again, didn't he understand Chu Hui's intentions?
Uncle Zhao sent Chu Hui to the door, Chu Hui turned around and said, "That Uncle Fu, I'm leaving." ”
Uncle Zhao just wanted to nod, but his brows frowned, he covered his chest, and gasped, seeing Uncle Zhao's appearance, how dare Chu Hui go first? Quickly supporting Uncle Zhao's body, he asked anxiously: "Uncle Zhao, are you not feeling well?"
"I'm old, and my heart isn't very good. I'll take a break, just take a break. Uncle Zhao rubbed his chest.
"Have you gone to the doctor?" Chu Hui asked worriedly, he didn't want to lose even the last of his relatives when he came back.
"Of course, I still cherish this old bone. I don't understand the doctor's terminology, anyway, it's a heart attack, the doctor suggested that I have surgery and what to do with a stent, but I refused, I didn't want to be stuffed with something strange in my chest. Uncle Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and he pointed to the cabinet under the TV: "Child, help me go to the drawer below and take out the medicine." ”
Chu Hui took out the medicine from the drawer, he looked at the name of the medicine, this is a very common portable medicine for heart patients, he handed the medicine to Uncle Zhao, and persuaded him: "Uncle Zhao, you have to listen to the doctor's words! You don't have to worry about the cost of surgery, I have made a lot of money abroad, you don't have to worry." ”
Uncle Zhao twisted the medicine and put it in his mouth, he said unhappily: "Is this a matter of money? I just don't like the atmosphere in the hospital and don't want to do it." ”
Uncle Zhao's stubborn attitude made Chu Hui embarrassed, but as a junior, he couldn't help it.
If my father was still alive, I am afraid that he would be much more stubborn than Uncle Zhao? I recall that when I was a child, my father was also very afraid of going to the hospital, and would rather hire a private doctor and get a private clinic, and would be willing to go to a well-known hospital to see a doctor.
"Then Uncle Zhao, you have a good rest. Chu Hui took out a few thousand yuan in cash from his wallet, put it in front of Uncle Zhao, and said: "This money is not much, Uncle Zhao, you can accept it, improve your life, and call you next time I come, you can use this money to get me a few good dishes." ”
"Okay, but do you have my phone number, young master?" asked Uncle Zhao.
"Uh......" Chu Hui was embarrassed, he only remembered where he lived, and he really didn't remember Uncle Zhao's phone number.
"No, this is my phone number and my WeChat QR code. Uncle Zhao gave his mobile phone to Chu Hui, and he said: "In fact, people rarely use cash now, and those who sell vegetables can find a store to print a QR code and pay directly by mobile phone, which is much more convenient than before, and it will be good for you to transfer money to me on WeChat in the future, young master." ”
"Hmm......" Chu Hui nodded blankly, this old man can't stand the torture of surgery, but he adapts to mobile phones and WeChat, this new era of things is very fast, look at the old man's house is not very good, and mobile phones can keep up with the trend of young people.