Chapter 25 Chicken Soup Grandma Orphanage, memories are strung together
Seeing the two policemen leaving, Quan Baolan asked Fang Zhouhe a little strangely, "Is this really strange?" β
Fang Zhouhe explained: "I feel unusual about this, it's still a drunk, a universal knife, let's lie to the ghost!" Don't worry, I'll send someone to find out. By the way, does the boss know about this? β
"Zhichen Oppa doesn't know yet." Quan Baolan said that he saw that Fang Zhouhe was going to call Yin Zhichen, so he hurriedly pointed to the door of the operating room and stopped, "Wait first, Zhichen Oppa and Zhaoyan can finally stay alone for a while." β
"That's right." As soon as Fang Zhouhe heard this, he put down his mobile phone, pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Then let's go there and wait for a while." β
Quan Baolan sat on the chair and muttered to Fang Zhou Crane, "Fang Zhou Crane Xi, do you know? Hyo-min's Ou mother died of a serious illness when she was a child, and Hyo-min was brought up by Uncle Park, which was very hard. Uncle Park was afraid that Hyo-min would be wronged, so he didn't remarry. β
"No wonder Uncle Park has an accident, there are not even any relatives here." Fang Zhou Crane was very touched after listening to it.
Quan Baolan forced a smile: "Who said that, Uncle Park thinks of us as goddaughters." β
Fang Zhouhe comforted: "Don't worry, Uncle Park will be fine." β
"Hmm." Quan Baolan nodded, "It is said that good people have good rewards, and Uncle Park often helps those in need." Even if he didn't have the money, he would give them a ride. Whenever we went to Uncle Park's house, he often said to us, 'When you go out, you can help others, and you can also accumulate virtue for Hyomin'. However, it is only to help others that this kind of thing happens. Why is God so unfair to good people? "The more Quan Baolan talks, the more excited he becomes, if this is not a hospital, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to control.
"Fair? There is no fairness in this world. Although Fang Zhouhe thought so, now is not the time to say this, and he can only silently be a qualified listener and wait for the news in the operating room.
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In Yoon Ji-jin's hospital room, Park So-yeon's tears soaked Yoon Ji-jin's hospital gown. Yin Zhichen looked at Zhaoyan's sad appearance and was very distressed. But he couldn't do anything but gently stroke Zhaoyan's long hair, he knew that what Zhaoyan needed most at this moment was to cry and vent all the suppressed pain in his heart.
Gradually, Zhaoyan's cry weakened.
"Are you feeling better?" Yin Zhichen asked distressedly while stretching out his hand and struggling to wipe away the tears on Zhaoyan's face.
"Hmm." Zhao Yan raised her head, her eyes red, "Zhichen oppa, I haven't cried for a long time since my grandmother died." β
"Orphanage, chicken soup, grandma?" When Yin Zhichen heard the word "grandma", an old man's kind face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he remembered the photos in his wallet, and some scattered memory fragments were connected together.
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"Excuse me, are you here to volunteer too?"
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"Oh, Zhichen oppa, you're so stupid."
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"In view of Yin Zhichenxi's performance during the probation period, he will pass the probation period for the time being, and he will have to look at his performance in the future."
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Park Renjing wiped the beads of sweat on Yin Zhichen's head with a handkerchief: "Zhichen oppa, I'm tired." Today at noon, go to my house. β
"This~, not very good." The first time he went to the girl's house, Yin Zhichen said a little nervously.
It seemed that Yoon Ji-chen was a little nervous, and Park In-jung explained, "It's okay." Only grandma is at home, and Abba and Ou Ma are not at home. β
Yin Zhichen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes and agreed, "Okay then." β
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"Grandma." Park In-jeong ran to the old man's side and introduced, "This is Yin~"
The old man didn't wait for Park Renjing to finish speaking, so he smiled and said to Yin Zhichen: "Child, your name is Zhichen, Renjing, this girl, I have been talking about you twice in three days, and my ears are all calloused." Since Renjing promised to be your sister, then in the future, you can call me grandma like Renjing. β
"Yes, Grandma." Yin Zhichen said a little stiffly.
On the side, Park In-jung had already blushed and lowered her head.
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The old man wore a pair of glasses while pouring wool, and said to Yin Zhichen with a smile: "Zhichen, I will often come to grandma's house as a guest in the future." I haven't been here for such a long time, but my grandmother is very worried. β
Yin Zhichen nodded with a smile and replied, "Well, grandma is so good, I will definitely come often." Hey, what are you weaving? β
The old man's words were full of love for his granddaughter: "It's not winter, I'll knit a scarf for Renjing." β
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The old man came out of the kitchen with a casserole: "Zhichen, try it, this is grandma's simmering ginseng chicken soup, we Renjing love to drink this." β
Ren Jing walked up to the old man, took the casserole from the old man's hand, and put it on the dining table: "Grandma, I'll come, sit down." β
After speaking, he picked up the porcelain bowl and rewind the time back to 12 hours ago, Park Injing, and now it should be called Park Zhaoyan. The reason why she changed her name to "Zhaoyan" when she debuted was to mention a person who once said to her: "Renjing, people can't always live in the past, they have to look forward." All the people who care about you and love you will wish you a better tomorrow. If you make your debut in the future, you'll be called Zhaoyan, right? That way, no matter if I'm by your side or not, every morning when the first rays of the sun shine on you, you'll think of me, and then you'll not be alone. That person was Yoon Ji-chen, and Park In-jung didn't answer at the time, but remembered it deeply.
Later, Park In-jung made her debut, and her stage name was "Zhao Yan". Today, Park So-yeon practiced in the CCM practice room for a whole day, and was called to the office by the head of the room to talk at night, and the content of the conversation was nothing more than to practice hard, don't be discouraged, it will always get better. Another reason is that at the beginning of the month, Juli took over the captain's position from her, and the head of the room was afraid that she would think too much.
Since "that incident", the whole group has been quiet from their busyness. A few members of the group only received a few announcements. The company has successively set up N4 team and QBS team, N4 is developed in the United States and South Korea, and QBS is developed in Japan. Hopefully time will downplay the impact of that incident, and she is a member of QBS.
Last month, QBS released the single "Like the Wind" and the original song "Target" in Japan, and the response was quite good, but she prefers busy times compared to her current leisure, which is more fulfilling and happier.
Coming out of the office manager's office, Park So-yeon walked to the practice room again and prepared to stay for a while. But when he came to the empty practice room, an indescribable sense of loneliness struck, and Park So-yeon unconsciously remembered that person again, when he left, the words that he said to her to wait for him to come back are still clearly imprinted in his mind, and it has been more than 6 years in a flash. "Oppa, I miss you so much~"
"I finally saw it, all~" A mobile phone ringtone came, pulling Park Zhaoyan from memory to reality, Park Zhaoyan wiped her non-existent tears, and silently said in her heart, "Oppa, I will wait for you, for a lifetime." β
Park So-yeon took out her mobile phone from her bag and glanced at the caller ID, the words "Oh Jong-hyuk" came into view, and she couldn't help but show a tangled expression, she really had nothing to do with this insider who had been pestering her. He put his finger on the red rejection button, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't draw it, "Forget it, it's better to make it clear this time." β
"Hello?" Park So-yeon gently swiped the answer button and put the phone to her ear.
A voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, "Is it Zhaoyan, now in the company, right?" I'm just passing by your company, shall I take you home? β
"Oh Jong Hyukxi, don't bother, and we don't know each other that well, don't call me ~"
But before he finished speaking, he heard the earpiece come from the earpiece, "What? Okay, that's it, see you in 15 minutes. β
"Hello?" Park Zhaoyan raised her voice and wanted to say something, but the other end of the phone had already hung up, "Assi." Park Zhaoyan angrily threw the mobile phone on the ground in the practice room, a gorgeous parabola, and with a "snap", the mobile phone became three halves.
"Yikes!" Park So-yeon realized that it was her beloved mobile phone, hurriedly trotted over to check it, reassembled the phone distressedly, and looked at the boot animation that was repeated in the phone, and couldn't help but hate Oh Jong-hyuk even more, "This Oh Jong-hyuk, damn!" β
In the end, Park So-yeon decided to wait for Oh Jong-hyuk under the company. Although I hate him very much, but in order not to hear that disturbing voice again in the future,
I can only sacrifice a little, this time I will make my words clear, and let him die mentally calculated. After hastily cleaning up, Park So-yeon walked out of the company building and waited at the intersection below the company's building.
At night in Seoul in August, the sultry heat of the day has been shed, and a cool breeze is blowing, and Park So-yeon, who is thinly dressed, can't help but feel a chill. Park So-yeon grabbed the light blue satchel with both hands, wanting to see the time, but thinking of the broken mobile phone, her heart was even more anxious. Although there are not many people on the street at the moment, and they are wearing masks, the longer they stand, the greater the chance of being brought out, and they are still downstairs in the company. It's an eventful time now, he doesn't want to be the target of public criticism again, thinking about the scandal between himself and Oh Jong-hyuk that came out of the newspaper some time ago, and using a whole page of the headline position, his mood is inexplicably irritable.
Just when Park In-jeong had endured it to the limit and was about to go back to the company and look for a phone, a black Chevrolet Cruze drove over and stopped in front of her. The car door opened, and it was that nasty face again, and it was okay not to smile, but this smile was even more ...... Oh Jong-hyuk walked over, "snatched" the satchel in Park So-yeon's hand, and said, "So-yeon, there is a traffic jam on the road, so ......" and thought that he was a gentleman to open the car door for Park So-yeon, and made a gesture of please.
Park So-yeon, looking at her empty hands, could only shake her head with a wry smile, "Alas, this Oh Jong-hyuk." "Fortunately, it was the last time, and I got in the car.
The car started slowly, and Park So-yeon took the lead in speaking: "Oh Jong-hyuk, we are not familiar with each other, please use honorifics." β
"It's okay, you'll get acquainted with each other when you see more." Oh Jong-hyuk smiled.
Park Zhaoyan was angry, looking at Wu Jonghyuk and wondering if he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand: "Oh Jong-hyuk, you are very annoying like this, don't you understand?" How the hell are you going to let me go? There are so many good girls in the music and entertainment industry, why do you just pester me? β
Oh Jong-hyuk, who was originally about to giggle, froze suddenly, and originally he approached Park So-yeon just to organize the mission. He didn't know why the high-level competition would involve the girl in front of him, he just had to complete his task - to spread an affair with the girl. But with the contact with Park So-yeon, Oh Jong-hyuk found that he seemed to have fallen in front of the girl, and he had already fallen in love with this silly strong girl, this girl called Park So-yeon.
Yesterday, he received a notification that his mission was over. Although the mission is over, he doesn't want the relationship between the two to end there, just now he was going to try to work hard again and try to make the girl accept him. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of Park So-yeon, he turned out to be like this, Oh Jong-hyuk couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.
"Well, I'm sorry, my tone was a bit heavy." Park So-yeon couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic when she saw Oh Jong-hyuk's frustrated expression, "Actually, Oh Jong-hyuk is still good, but I already have someone I like, so~"
Oh Jong-hyuk smiled, with his understanding of the girl, he knew that it was impossible, so he could only pretend to change the topic easily: "I understand, I will no longer disturb Zhao Yanxi's life in the future." But if Zhao Yanxi has any difficulties in the future, you must ask me for help, and I will definitely do my best to help you. β
Looking at Oh Jong-hyuk's sincere expression, Park Zhao-yeon said softly: "Thank you." β
There was no word all the way, and the car slowly stopped downstairs in the community rented by Park Zhaoyan. Park So-yeon picked up her satchel and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"So-yeon xi" Oh Jong-hyuk stopped Park So-yeon, as if she had been struggling for a long time and finally asked, "Okay, can you tell me who he is?" β
Park Zhaoyan was stunned for a moment, said "Yin Zhichen" softly, and turned to leave.
Hearing this name, the first thing that came to Oh Jong-hyuk's mind was the man who was privately called a god by the members of the NIS department. Until Park In-jung left for a long time, Oh Jong-hyuk was still muttering, "It's him, no wonder ~ it's him, no wonder ~" PS: It's a clichΓ©, thank you for the saber-toothed cat xi for the reward, in fact, I want to say that although I update this book slower than a snail, I will write it as long as there is a collection, of course, I will write it even if I don't have a collection. As the old saying goes, I'll be done. A bowl was placed in front of the old man. I took another bowl, stirred it gently with a soup spoon, then scooped a spoonful, put it to my mouth and blew it gently, and then hit my lips, the temperature was just right, and handed it to Yin Zhichen's mouth and said: "Zhichen oppa, taste it, it's delicious." β
The old man was present, Yin Zhichen drank the chicken soup with some embarrassment, and praised it: "It's delicious, I've never drunk such a delicious chicken soup, it has a scent of herbs." β
The old man smiled and saw everything in his eyes: "Renjing always clamored for me to teach her, but unfortunately she is too stupid to learn." β
"Grandma~" Park In-chan said coquettishly.
"Haha~"
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Yin Zhichen smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, moved his nose exaggeratedly, and asked the old man: "Grandma is cooking soup again, I can smell the fragrance from afar." β
"yes." The old man smiled and said, "Yesterday, Renjing's girl said that you are coming today, of course grandma wants to make something delicious." Zhichen, you are so smart, how does grandma teach you? β
"I don't want it, how can a big man learn this?" Yin Zhichen was still a little resistant to cooking in his heart, and after speaking, he realized that he really shouldn't have spoken to the old man like this, so he hurriedly lowered his head and apologized, "Grandma, I was wrong, don't be angry." β
The old man was not angry, but said with relief: "How can it be, it is grandma's negligence." Zhichen is a boy, ambitious, and a person who does great things. β
The word "boy" stimulated Yin Zhichen's nerves, and Yin Zhichen retorted in a low voice: "It's a man." β
"You." The old man stretched out his hand and gently touched Yin Zhichen's head, "In grandma's eyes, he will always be a child." β
When Yin Zhichen heard this, his heart warmed: "You are right. β
"Humph!" At this time, Park Renjing on the side snorted.
Yoon Ji-chen turned to Park In-jeong and asked, "In-jeong, what's wrong?" β
Park Renjing didn't pay attention to him, but pouted, walked to the old man's side, hugged the old man's arm, and said angrily: "Grandma was so happy when she saw Zhichen oppa, she ignored Renjing. β
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As the memory fragments in his mind continued to be staged, Yin Zhichen's eyes gradually moistened, and he tightened his grip on the hand of the girl in front of him, and asked softly, "Renjing, grandma?" β
"Grandma, she died in the third month after OPPA went abroad." Park So-yeon replied with a sob.
"Passed away? Before I left, didn't I say that my grandmother was much better and would be discharged from the hospital soon? When Yin Zhichen heard the news of the old man's death, he couldn't accept it for a while.
"It's my grandmother who won't let me tell you, she said that oppa finally got the opportunity to go abroad, I'm afraid that because of her ......" Park Zhaoyan reacted at this time, and Yin Zhichen's address to her changed from "Zhaoyan" to "Renjing", "oppa, you~"
Hearing this, Yin Zhichen felt that he owed too much to the girl in front of him, and it would be difficult for him to pay it off for the rest of his life, so he gently stroked the girl's long hair and said, "Well, Renjing, I remembered some." But I'm sure there must be more than that, but even if I only remember this little bit, I feel that I owe you too much, so much~"
When he said that, he saw Park Zhaoyan stretch out his index finger and gently put it on Yin Zhichen's lips, and said, "oppa, let's call me Zhaoyan, I prefer oppa you call me Zhaoyan." β
"But."
Park Zhaoyan said firmly: "Promise me, I don't want to oppa, you feel that you owe me anything." Let's start over, shall we? Even if you can't remember our past again, I'll make you fall in love with me again, not because of debt. β
"It's different." Yin Zhichen wanted to say something, but when he saw Park Zhaoyan's stubborn eyes, he had no choice but to give up, "Okay, Zhaoyan." β
Park So-yeon smiled sweetly.
"Zhaoyan, promise me one thing, okay?" Yin Zhichen asked softly.
Park So-yeon nodded.
Seeing Zhaoyan nodding, Yin Zhichen opened his mouth and pleaded: "When I get better, take me to see my grandmother." β
"Hmm." Park So-yeon picked up the chicken soup and said, "Look, the chicken soup is almost cold, hurry up and drink it while it's hot." β
"Okay" Yin Zhichen smiled lightly and responded.
Living well for the living is the best reward for the dead.