A few days after the new year.
This morning.
The family makes dumplings.
After a while, Zhou Bingkun came back from outside.
"Bingkun, how are you? Is there any news about Ronger?" Li Suhua asked hurriedly. She received a letter from Zhou Rong years ago, saying that she would come back for the New Year, but now Zhou Rong has not come back and there is no news.
"I called Guo Cheng. As expected, they didn't squeeze onto the train. They said they would come back when there were fewer people on the train." Zhou Bingkun said. He made a long-distance call to the hospital because the post office was only open on the eighth day of the lunar month.
"When are there fewer people on the train?" Li Suhua asked.
"There are always a lot of people on the train, and there are always times when there are no fewer people." Zhou Zhigang joked.
"Then Zhou Rong and the others won't be able to come back?" Li Suhua was worried. She knew clearly that Zhou Zhigang was joking, but she was also anxious.
"Mom, don't worry. During the Spring Festival, there are the most people on the train. After the first month, there will be fewer people in February." Zhou Bingyi said with a smile.
"But, you and Dongmei are leaving tomorrow, and the whole family hasn't gathered together." Li Suhua said a little sadly.
"There will be opportunities in the future." Zhou Bingyi said.
"This, this is mainly my fault." Hao Dongmei said a little embarrassed. Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei are leaving first. They bought train tickets to see Hao Dongmei's parents. In fact, she was overthinking it and it had nothing to do with her. Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng couldn't squeeze into the train and couldn't blame anyone.
"Why do you blame me? Dongmei, Bingyi's parents are his parents. Your parents are no longer. They didn't let you see each other in the past, but now they do. If you ask me, you should go see your dad first. Mom, go." Zhou Zhigang said while smoking the Phoenix brand cigarette that Zhou Bingkun gave him. He always rolled cigarettes with cut tobacco on the construction site, so he didn't have many good cigarettes.
"Thank you, dad." Hao Dongmei was very grateful that Zhou Zhigang understood her. Her parents' life and death had been uncertain for several years, and she really should have visited her parents first. But Zhou Bingyi took her home first.
"When you see them, please help us." Zhou Zhigang said slowly. He was smoking a good cigarette and felt a little comfortable.
"Okay, Dad." Hao Dongmei smiled.
"By the way, Bingkun has brought a lot of good things. If you find anything suitable, bring it with you, such as tea, snacks, canned food, luncheon meat, bacon, etc." Zhou Zhigang said casually.
At this time, Hao Dongmei's parents had not arranged work yet. They were still ordinary people. When Zhou Zhigang asked them to bring things, it was just a courtesy and there was no other intention.
Even if Hao Dongmei's parents resumed their jobs and became high-ranking people in the future, Zhou Zhigang didn't think about what Hao Dongmei's parents could do to help them.
But in the TV series, he was mistaken by Hao Dongmei's parents as a villain who likes to ask for help. Don't know why this is happening. Anyway, Hao Dongmei's parents were hiding from the Zhou family.
This status and superiority are real and true.
"No need?" Hao Dongmei said a little embarrassed.
"Bring it with you. Let's bring it if Dad asks us to. There is no shortage of these things at home." Zhou Bingyi said with a smile. He has been eating well these days. He can eat meat as he likes and there are many kinds of foreign goods. He knows Zhou Bingkun's ability. He also asked Zhou Bingkun for a lighter to give away.
"Yes, Dongmei, bring more. Bingkun can often get these things. There is nothing missing at home." Li Suhua said with a smile.
"Okay, thank you, Mom." Hao Dongmei thanked her.
"Silly boy, you're welcome, we're all one family." Li Suhua said with a smile.
"Grandma, I'm hungry." Zhou Jiaping shouted.
"When you're hungry, eat dumplings." Li Suhua said with a smile.
"Let me stir-fry some more vegetables." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Um, Bingkun, Guobaorou, I want to eat Guobaorou!" Zhou Bingyi said hurriedly. His favorite is the Guobao Pork made by Zhou Bingkun.
"Okay. Sister-in-law, what do you want to eat?" Zhou Bingkun asked casually.
"I want to eat braised pork." Hao Dongmei smiled.
"I want to eat mashed potatoes!" Zhou Jiaping shouted.
"I want to eat chicken stewed with mushrooms!" Zhou Jiacong shouted.
"I want to eat fish." Zhou Zhigang joined in the fun and shouted.
...
The next day, morning.
Zhou Bingkun sent Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei to the train station, and it was Master Li who drove them.
Ticket gate.
"Bingkun, how is Dongmei's illness?" Zhou Bingyi asked. He didn't bother to ask questions at home.
"Brother, my sister-in-law's illness has improved a bit, but she still needs to keep taking medicine. It is estimated that she will be almost healed in three months." Zhou Bingkun said.
"Three months? Bingkun, Dongmei will be pregnant in three months?" Zhou Bingyi asked hurriedly.
"Yes, brother, after three months, it's up to you." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.
"What are you looking at me for?" Zhou Bingyi didn't respond.
"Bingkun, thank you." Hao Dongmei blushed. She realized what was going on.
"You're welcome. Sister-in-law, my brother has a stomach problem. Please be careful and let him take the medicine on time. Don't stop taking the medicine." Zhou Bingkun said casually. Zhou Bingyi's stomach problem is now present. In the TV series, Zhou Bingyi died of stomach cancer.
"Okay, Bingkun, I will make sure to make Bingyi drink medicine on time." Hao Dongmei nodded. After these days, she has no doubt about Zhou Bingkun's medical skills.
"Bingkun, my stomach problem is still not cured?" Zhou Bingyi asked.
"Brother, your stomach problem is better, but you still need to continue taking medicine. This stomach problem is more troublesome and requires long-term medication." Zhou Bingkun frowned. Some diseases cannot be cured quickly.
"Okay. Bingkun, I'll leave you with the family matters." Zhou Bingyi said with some reluctance. Although he was reluctant to leave home, he was more willing to pursue his career.
Zhou Bingyi in the TV series is a person who sacrifices his family for everyone. Zhou Bingkun never believed that such a person existed. Even if there are, they are rare, and the ending is similar to Zhou Bingyi, maybe even worse.
"Nothing is too much trouble or not, it's all what I should do." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.
...
Just when Zhou Bingkun was bidding farewell to Zhou Bingyi.
There are people coming to the Russian-style bungalow.
"Is this Dr. Zhou's house?" a middle-aged man shouted outside the door. His name is Shao Jingwen, and he is the editor of the Golden Land Magazine in Jiangliao Province. He wears glasses and looks quite polite.
"Who is this?" Li Suhua asked in surprise.
"I guess they are looking for Bingkun again." Zhou Zhigang said. He opened the door and asked: "This is Zhou Bingkun's house. I am Zhou Bingkun's father. Are you looking for Zhou Bingkun?"
"Ah, it's Dr. Zhou's father. Hello, I am the editor-in-chief of Jiangliao Publishing House's Golden Land Magazine. My name is Shao Jingwen." Shao Jingwen said with a smile.
"Hello, please come to your room." Zhou Zhigang said politely.
"Excuse me, is Dr. Zhou at home?" Shao Jingwen asked. He followed Zhou Zhigang in,
"He went to the train station to see someone off," Zhou Zhigang said.
"Are you sending it to his sister or brother-in-law?" Shao Jingwen asked hurriedly.
"No, he sent his brother and sister-in-law away." Zhou Zhigang said.
"Oh, that's what happened. I just heard that the famous poet Comrade Feng Huacheng is your son-in-law." Shao Jingwen said with a smile.
"Yes, he is my son-in-law." Zhou Zhigang smiled.
"I took the liberty of coming to visit. I wonder if Comrade Hua Cheng has returned?" Shao Jingwen spoke very politely, unlike ordinary people.
"Not yet. They didn't get on the train. They said they wouldn't be able to come back until a few days later," Zhou Zhigang said.
"He is in Guizhou. It takes several trains to get here. There are many people during the Spring Festival, so it is really inconvenient to take the bus. Well, I will leave my phone number and name, please pass it on to Comrade Feng Huacheng." Shao Jingwen took out a pen and paper. , wrote a note.
"Okay, okay." Zhou Zhigang responded as he took the note.
"Um, um, I wonder when Dr. Zhou will come back?" Shao Jingwen asked.
"It's almost time. You should be back soon by this time." Zhou Zhigang said.
At this time, Zhou Bingkun opened the door and entered the house.
"Bingkun, you're back. This is Comrade Shao, the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, here to see Huacheng." Zhou Zhigang introduced.
"Hello, Dr. Zhou, my name is Shao Jingwen. I met you in the city hospital before." Shao Jingwen said politely.
"Hello, Editor Shao." Zhou Bingkun said politely.
"Dr. Zhou, I came to Comrade Feng Huacheng to make an appointment for a manuscript. Of course, I also came to see you for medical treatment. I still feel uncomfortable in my shoulder and neck." Shao Jingwen said with a smile. He often crouched down to review manuscripts and so on, and had shoulder and neck problems.
"Shoulder and neck, you need to find a masseur for a good massage. You go to the public bath and find Qiao Chunyan. She and her master can do massage. You should pay attention to exercise and not sit in the office all the time." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Public bathing pool? Okay, I'll go there to find Master Qiao Chunyan later." Shao Jingwen said with a smile.
...
Make small talk.
"Doctor Zhou, if Comrade Feng Huacheng comes back, please tell me." Shao Jingwen stood up and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"Okay, definitely." Zhou Bingkun said casually. In the TV series, Zhou Bingkun was imprisoned for the first time because Shao Jingwen published Feng Huacheng's poem manuscript. Because it was Zhou Bingkun who gave Feng Huacheng's poem to Shao Jingwen. Zhou Bingkun was implicated.
