Before Hong Yu's mother left the house, she saw her son and daughter-in-law coming down from upstairs holding hands.

It's only been a few minutes, and it's too fast!

One possibility immediately came to her mind, that is, her son was not good at that.

"Mom, why don't we send you there?"

Zhou Fan put the backpack in his hand and said while changing into casual shoes.

"You two don't need to send it, Xiao Zhang is waiting outside, go first"

Hong Yu's mother is thinking about her son, and her heart is in her throat, if this is not good, how can there be a child?

Zhou Fan waved his hand, said goodbye to Hong Yu's mother, and felt that her mother-in-law seemed to be different from usual, as if she had something on her mind, and kept looking at Hong Yu with strange eyes.

Hong Yu changed his shoes, took the car keys, took Zhou Fan's hand, locked the door, and left.

"Mom seems to have something to say to you, you won't be talking nonsense again, right? Upset her? ”

Hong Yu was wronged, looked at Zhou Fan from the rearview mirror and said, "How can I have, the old lady is menopause, don't worry about her"

It's obviously old age, but why did it become menopause again? Nonsense.

"You get up every morning, drink a glass of warm water, moisten your intestines, the toilet is blocked, you can really do it,"

"Yes, ma'am"

Zhou Fan looked outside, there were many people near the hospital, the traffic was seriously congested, it was a working day, a red light, and he had to wait for several minutes, and he hadn't walked fast.

"Let's park there, let's walk, much faster than that."

Zhou Fan pointed to the other side of the lane, there were no cars passing by, there were very few battery cars, and the parking was just right.

"It's a single lane over there, you can't park, and you'll be towed by the traffic police uncle"

"Can't you stop? When will this be? Stop! Let Uncle Shi drag him away, and we'll go back in the afternoon and ask him if he's going? ”

Hong Yu smiled, she didn't understand the traffic laws at all, Shi Zhengbiao was the captain of the traffic police brigade, but he also had to act according to the rules, and he couldn't cheat for personal gain and open the back door.

After half an hour of driving, I drove for nearly an hour before I saw the sign of the hospital and finally arrived.

It's here, but I'm empty-handed, and I don't bring anything, how can I go in to see Naika?

Zhou Fan pouted, looked around, resolutely found a flower shop, pulled Hong Yu and said, "Go, buy flowers"

Hong Yu also saw it, grabbed her hand, clasped her fingers tightly, crossed the zebra crossing together, and came to the flower shop.

"It's so fragrant, which one to buy?" Hong Yu asked Zhou Fan

"Roses are beautiful, so let's send roses!"

Zhou Fan held a large bouquet of budding roses and smelled them, the fragrance was fragrant, as if he was in a sea of flowers.

"Do you want to visit a sick person or give it away?" The flower shop owner asked Zhou Fan.

"Hello, I'm sorry, it's too fragrant, what kind of flowers should I send to a female patient?"

"Generally, it is better to send this kind of flower arrangement, there are not many varieties of flowers, and the color is not so ostentatious, which is the most suitable."

Zhou Fan put down the bouquet and looked at the flower basket in the hand of the flower shop owner, it was indeed beautiful, not cumbersome at all, very fresh, very similar to Naika.

"Okay, that's it! How much? ”

"Sixty"

"Why is it so expensive? It's just a few flowers, cheaper, forty or not? ”

Hong Yu took out all the wallets, but she didn't expect that she would have to bargain for a flower basket and live a life.

"There is no profit in the first place, so it's okay, you give fifty-six, the lowest price, no less"

"Make do with the whole number, fifty, you see you don't have much business, and if you wilt again, you can't sell it for fifty yuan? What do you think? To sell or not to sell? ”

It's not a rest day, and there aren't many people visiting the patient, forget it, the boss shook his head and handed the flower basket to Zhou Fan.

"Pay"

Hong Yu took a piece of Grandpa Mao from his wallet, handed it to the flower shop owner, pointed to a large bouquet of roses and said, "Sell me this fifty yuan too."

"This fifty is not good, it costs eighty yuan, and it can't be sold for a cent."

Hong Yu took another sheet from his wallet, handed it to the flower shop owner, and picked up the beautifully packaged roses.

"Wife, send you"

Zhou Fan looked at him, thinking that he bought flowers for Naixiang, but he didn't expect him to give them to himself.

"Why are you giving me flowers? I might as well give me something else to eat or chocolate, I'll be happier."

Zhou Fan looked at the delicate roses, all of them were like shy little girls, quietly waiting for people to see them bloom.

"This flower is very similar to you, although it is very bright, but it is not dazzling, waiting for the person who understands you."

"That person is you"

Zhou Fan took the bouquet and looked up at Hong Yu, he brought his first time, too much, too much material for himself, so much that he was a little scared.

"I'll take the flowers, thank you husband"

Smiled and stood on tiptoe and kissed Hong Yu lightly on the lips.

Hong Yu was flattered, touched his lips, and was anesthetized by one of her kisses.

The flower shop owner took the change, looked at Hong Yu in surprise and said, "Sir, are you okay?" ”

Hong Yu recalled Zhou Fan's kiss, turned his head to look at the flower shop owner, and said with a cold face, "Can you have a little eyesight?" ”

As he spoke, he took the change from the flower shop owner's hand, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and walked out with Zhou Fan in his arms.

The florist scratched his head, shook his head again, and smiled inexplicably.

Zhou Fan put the flowers in the car, and under the 'escort' of Hong Yu, he came to the door of the ward.

"I won't go in, you should hurry up, go home early for lunch"

Zhou Fan knew that he was still angry about Japan, and he didn't want to meet with Shilang and Naika, he was a strong person, and he didn't want to bow his head and speak first.

"Please, the four of us have lived together for so long, and the two of them take good care of me, for me, can you go in?"

Zhou Fan took his hand and didn't let him go, this was an opportunity for him and Shilang to release their previous suspicions and stop caring so much.

Hong Yu had a cold face, leaned against the wall and said, "I'm waiting for you here"

Zhou Fan shrugged helplessly, knocked on the door, pushed the door and entered.

"Shilang's mother, Shilang, Naika" Zhou Fan put on a smiling face and called them affectionately.

"Fan Fan is here, you came just right, she doesn't want to eat, you come to persuade her"

Zhou Liyun stuffed a bowl of chicken soup into Shi Lang's hand, wiped his hands, took the flower basket in Zhou Fan's hand, and put it on the bedside table of the hospital bed.

"You're here, where is Hong Yu?" Shilang asked

Zhou Fan pointed his finger outside and said, "He said he was embarrassed to come in, let me be the plenipotentiary"

Shi Lang stuffed the chicken soup bowl into Zhou Fan's hand again, opened the door and went out to find Hong Yu.

Zhou Fan looked at the bowl of chicken soup in his hand, this chicken soup has no appetite when he looks at it, how can he drink it? There was a thick layer of yellow oil floating on it, and it was dwhite below, and at first glance it was mixed with something and went in, and I came to my nose and smelled it, it was milk.

Shilang's mother's masterpiece, soup mixed with milk. Not everyone can swallow it, and only I don't want to live up to her hard work.

"I haven't drunk it! Let me tell you, this is another soup system in Chinese cuisine, a special creative soup, chicken soup with milk soup, with a unique taste and endless aftertaste, and you will never get tired of eating it."

Naika pursed her lips, looked at Zhou Fan and said, "If you can drink it, I'll drink it."

Zhou Fan looked at a bowl of chicken soup, he had an empty stomach, this bowl of soup, for himself, is not enough to be at the bottom?

"You said, you drink as much as I drink, don't you?"

Naika nodded, feeling very sad, but after seeing Zhou Fan, she was able to come to mean that she didn't care about the past, forgave herself for her cowardice, and didn't oppose her parents' unreasonable demands in time.

A bowl of chicken soup, Zhou Fan raised his neck, drank it in one go, wiped his mouth and said, "There is an old Chinese saying that is good, a gentleman is a word, a horse is difficult to chase, you are now a Chinese daughter-in-law, you should be a talker, then, I finished drinking the soup, it's your turn"

Naika was dumbfounded, talking about it just for fun, she took it seriously, this soup can't be drunk, she can't swallow it.

Zhou Liyun poured a bowl of soup, handed it to Naika and said, "The soup is stewed in a pot, there is still it at home, drink more, take care of your body, you are still young, and the child will have it in the future."

Naka's eyes turned red, and she looked down at the strange bowl of chicken soup in her hand, scooped a spoonful and drank it.

Zhou Fan bent down to look at Naixiang, waved his hand at Shilang's mother, and asked her to go out first, and stay alone with her.

Zhou Liyun nodded, put down the thermos bucket, and made an excuse to say, "I'll go to the bathroom, you can talk"

After Zhou Fan watched her go out, he took the bowl in Naixiang's hand and said, "Don't drink it, can you swallow it?" ”

Naka squeezed a smile and said, "It tastes good, it's very special."

Zhou Fan put down the bowl, sat on the edge of the bed, took Naika's hand and said, "I know you are sad, if you want to cry, cry out, I don't laugh at you, I have experienced it personally, the pain of losing a loved one is deeply seared in my heart"

Naika looked up at Zhou Fan, two lines of tears poured out, and she cried with a pout.

Zhou Fan knows that she is sad, but it will pass, just like himself, and now he can face the reality calmly, but he will not forget it for a while.

"Cry! It's good to cry, tomorrow the sun will rise as usual, people still have to eat, sleep, no matter how painful things can be seen with time, some happy and painful memories will be forgotten"

Zhou Fan lent a shoulder to her, as if he was with his uncle, at that time, if he didn't have his uncle as his strong backing, he couldn't live, and he wouldn't have had the opportunity to meet the people he knows now.

Zhou Fan's heart was inexplicably sour, and he missed his uncle.

I didn't know that I was so powerful, I was able to persuade Naka, I used to be like a walking corpse, but now I can let go of the past and face real life.

All this should be the credit of his uncle, without him, he would not be where he is now, without him transfusing blood for himself again and again to continue his life, he would already be the soul of Lord Yama.