I don't ask for tickets and always feel that something is missing.,Okay.,If you don't look good, it's not happy.,I have to rely on tickets and collections to maintain the power of code words! ――

This is the helpless dividing line-

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, Zhu Xiaojun booked the ticket, made all the preparations, and made sure that the four eggs and the bastard had arranged their own time, so they vacated the space, bought some wine and food, and went home.

Dad is still staying in his clinic and hasn't come back yet, the old lady at home has just eaten and is washing the dishes, Zhu Xiaojun doubted: "Mom, are you having lunch or dinner?" ”

Zhu Xiaojun's mother replied mysteriously: "Son, we're going to be on TV, so we have to go early these days to rehearse quickly." ”

Zhu Xiaojun let out an 'oh' and put the wine and food he bought on the table of the Eight Immortals in the living room: "Is my dad still coming home so late?" ”

"The dead ghost!" As soon as Zhu Xiaojun and his father were mentioned, Zhu Xiaojun and his mother seemed to be angry: "The money he earns is not enough to pay the rent, I really don't know what the use of him guarding that clinic is." ”

Zhu Xiaojun smiled and took out a wad of banknotes from his bag: "Mom, this is my salary for the past few months, and when I go to eat and drink, there is so much left." ”

Zhu Xiaojun and his mother immediately laughed, took the pile of banknotes handed over by Zhu Xiaojun, and counted them one by one.

"Don't count, it's 5,000 yuan in total, I have been working for less than four months, and I have been paid three months' salary......"

Zhu Xiaojun and his mother insisted on counting, and interrupted Zhu Xiaojun: "It's only been three months, and I've saved 5,000 yuan in salary, Xiaojun, tell my mother, how much is your monthly salary?" ”

"A little more than two thousand!"

Zhu Xiaojun and his mother thought about it for a while, and exclaimed: "You only spent more than 1,000 yuan in three months?" Son, how did you get through it? Mom told you, don't lose yourself, you don't have to worry about the family, although your dad can't earn any money, doesn't mom still have a retirement salary? ”

Zhu Xiaojun smiled: "Mom, I am a surgeon, and I often have red envelopes, don't worry, my son can't lose himself." ”

Zhu Xiaojun and his mother put the money away.

After collecting the money, Zhu Xiaojun and his mother suddenly sighed: "Xiaojun, if you have time, spend more time with your father, he may have a terminal illness......"

"What? What is a terminal illness? Zhu Xiaojun was taken aback, a few days ago he passed by his father's clinic and went in to sit down, his father looked refreshed, how could he be terminally ill?

Zhu Xiaojun and his mother sighed again: "These days, I found out that he has to go to the cancer hospital every day, by the way, Xiaojun, don't you work in the cancer hospital?" Why, haven't you met your dad? ”

Zhu Xiaojun was completely confused.

"I asked him, but he wouldn't say anything, these days, his mental head is more than before, it's like two people, I suspect he did it on purpose to show me, hey, don't say it, time is running out, I have to go."

Zhu Xiaojun and his mother said that they would leave, and they didn't give Zhu Xiaojun another chance to ask another question.

After Zhu Xiaojun and his mother left, the more Zhu Xiaojun thought about it at home, the more confused he became, and he couldn't help it, so he simply took out his mobile phone and called his father.

Dad received a call from Zhu Xiaojun and seemed very happy, and asked Zhu Xiaojun if he had time to go home and have two drinks with him.

Zhu Xiaojun answered his father with a stomach full of questions, saying that he is at home now, if he wants to drink two glasses, he will hurry home, there is wine and food at home, and as soon as people arrive, they can start drinking.

His dad seemed a little impatient, saying that he would close the clinic and go home immediately.

Ten minutes later, the two of them drank it at home.

"Old Zhu ...... Have you been feeling unwell lately? ”

"Huh? Isn't there anything uncomfortable? Jun'er, this roast chicken has to be eaten while it's hot, it's not delicious when it's cold! ”

"It's not uncomfortable, so why do you run to the cancer hospital every day? Are you trying to spy on me? ”

"Well, ah, eat first, eat first, this Li Ji roast chicken has to be eaten while it's hot, and when I'm done eating the roast chicken, I'll tell you the truth."

Zhu Xiaojun couldn't help it, so he had to accompany his father to eat roast chicken first.

"I'm telling you, you have to promise not to spread the word!" After Zhu Daliang finished eating the roast chicken, he wiped his mouth with satisfaction, drank a glass of wine, and said, "Didn't you go to work in the cancer hospital?" The neighbors couldn't believe it, so I told them, do you know why the cancer hospital is willing to accept my son? That's because their cancer hospital has taken a fancy to my Zhu family's ancestral recipe, which has a very good effect on tumors and cancers. In the past, I didn't believe it, because you didn't understand, and the experts in other cancer hospitals were the ones who knew the goods! ”

Zhu Daliang paused quite proudly, drank another glass, and then continued: "I'm saying this big thing, so I have to do something practical to show them!" So, these days, I will take two pairs of medicines to the cancer hospital every day, and when I get to your hospital, I will hide them and throw them away, and then come back and tell them that I have sent the side medicines to the cancer hospital again. Jun'er, this trick really works! Now, my clinic's business ...... You little rabbit cub, you won't be sent by your mother to spy on the military, I've been working hard for so many years, and I've finally started a good business, don't make some money and be hacked by that dead mother-in-law. ”

After listening to this, Zhu Xiaojun was happy in his heart, this old guy has a lot of crooked ideas in his stomach.

"Don't worry, Lao Zhu, I just gave my mother 5,000 yuan, I estimate, at least for three months, my mother will not beat your idea."

Zhu Daliang patted his chest: "That's good, that's ...... What the? Five thousand? Where did you get that much money? ”

Zhu Xiaojun smiled, took out a wad of banknotes from his bag, and handed it to his father: "If you do surgery, you always have to receive some red envelopes, Comrade Zhu, these five thousand are filial to you, take and buy some better cigarettes to smoke, don't you like to smoke that Yuxi?" In the future, you will smoke Yuxi every day, and I will pay for the cigarettes. ”

Zhu Daliang's eyes suddenly turned red, he pushed away the pile of banknotes handed over by Zhu Xiaojun, and sighed heavily: "Jun'er, if you have this heart, my father will be very happy." Dad is incompetent, he didn't let you live a good life with your mother, and these years have really hurt you two. ”

Zhu Daliang was moved, and Zhu Xiaojun felt uncomfortable.

"Daddy, where are you singing? Okay, don't be pretentious, let's have a bar! By the way, if you don't want to take this money, I will donate it to the nursing home tomorrow. ”

Zhu Daliang pressed Zhu Xiaojun's hand that was about to retract when he was holding the money: "Donate to a nursing home?" You can figure it out! Okay, I'll keep this money for you first, and then take it out for you to have a banquet on the day you marry your daughter-in-law. ”

That night, Zhu Xiaojun talked a lot with his father and drank a lot.

Although Zhu Xiaojun and his father drink two sips on weekdays, the amount of alcohol is very average, and the amount of wine he drank that night was twice as much.

Zhu Xiaojun also dissuaded him, but the more he dissuaded, the more energetic Zhu Daliang became, saying that he was getting older and older, and he could no longer withstand the uncomfortable energy after drinking high, so he was happy tonight, so let him drink high for the last time in his life.

Two bottles of 52-degree Luzhou Laojiao were finally drunk, although most of them were drunk by Zhu Xiaojun, but Zhu Daliang also drank at least seven or eight taels.

Zhu Daliang finally reached the goal of drinking high for the last time in his life, and as he spoke, he fell asleep with his face up.

Zhu Xiaojun put Zhu Daliang on his back, took off his clothes and shoes for him, thought about it, went to the bathroom to find a hot towel, wiped Zhu Daliang's face and feet, and then covered Zhu Daliang with a quilt.

Looking at Zhu Daliang who was sleeping, Zhu Xiaojun couldn't bear it, perhaps, a slight mistake in his plan this time would drag him into a situation from which he could never recover, and at that time, it would not be so easy to see his parents again.

Although his family background is poor, his parents do not have many bright spots to make Zhu Xiaojun proud. However, after all, this is the home where he was raised, and no matter how incompetent his parents are, they are also the greatest benefactor who gave him life.

Think about Chen Guangming again, his parents are frugal and have to ensure his living expenses of 1,000 yuan a month, but Chen Guangming can only do odd jobs everywhere, and even sometimes send some money home.

Isn't that enough?

Zhu Xiaojun's eyes gradually moistened.

It was getting late and late, Zhu Xiaojun still refused to leave the house, he was afraid, he was afraid that he would never come back after his feet took this step, he was afraid that he would never have a chance to call his father and mother after tonight.

After hesitating, the sound of my mother's footsteps sounded in the corridor.

Zhu Xiaojun opened the door for his mother in the past.

"Hey, son, you haven't left yet?"

"Waiting for you!" Zhu Xiaojun took off his coat for his mother, "I drank some wine with Comrade Zhu Daliang at night, Zhu Daliang was unfortunately heroic, and now he is dreaming!" ”

Zhu Xiaojun's mother's expression changed: "Are you still drinking like that?" ”

"What's going on? Mom, don't be suspicious all day long, my dad is fine, he just misses me these days, that's why he runs to the tumor hospital. ”

"This dead old man, it's not a shame to go to see his son, why don't you explain it mysteriously."

"Mom......" Zhu Xiaojun stopped talking and sighed softly: "Can you dance less and accompany my father more in the future?" ”

Zhu Xiaojun's mother replied angrily: "I'm willing, you go and ask the dead old man, is he willing?" Son, don't you know, this dead old man saw me, and he had to quarrel if he couldn't say three words, so I might as well go and dance with the old sister, worry-free! ”

Zhu Xiaojun smiled and didn't speak again.

Many old husbands and wives with a relatively low level of education are like this, their way of communication is to quarrel and quarrel, the strange thing is that no matter how they quarrel, but the marriage relationship is unbreakable, unlike today's young people, who treat marriage as a paper contract, as long as they are unhappy, they can terminate the contract at any time.

"Son, it's so late, don't leave today, sleep at home!"

"Hmmm......"

"Look, I just changed you with a new quilt and a new mattress, and it was just dried yesterday, so it must be comfortable to sleep."

"Well, there's nothing going on at the hospital tonight, so I'll sleep at home."