Ji Shengli was not in a good mood recently because of some troubles in the district. He was stuck in traffic for most of the day on his way home from get off work, and his wife was away on a business trip.
After finishing his busy work, one can imagine the mood of this middle-aged man.
Do you all think that I, the district chief, am as happy as you imagine?
"Yang Yang, Xiao Ze."
"I'm back. Oops, the road is really congested."
"You two must be hungry, how about I make you two some frozen dumplings?"
When Lao Ji got home, he ran to the bathroom.
Ji Yangyang noticed the movement and walked out of the room.
"Dad, you don't have to work anymore."
"My cousin and I have both eaten."
Ji Shengli came out of the bathroom after washing his hands and nodded silently.
During this time, there was almost no room for him to show off at home.
"That Yang Yang, I saw your test results on the way home. Your performance was good, but there is still a gap between you and the undergraduate level."
"You have to work hard, do you know?"
Ji Yangyang nodded silently and then returned to his room.
Lao Ji wanted to say something but found that his son had disappeared in front of him. He looked a little unhappy. At this time, his peripheral vision happened to glance at the bucket of instant noodles on the dining table. When he walked over to check, he found that most of it was already full.
Ji Shengli immediately called his son out again.
Ji Yangyang came out again, frowned and asked, "Dad, what's the matter?"
"Yang Yang, why don't you finish your instant noodles?"
He turned around and looked.
Surprisingly, it was the bucket of noodles that my cousin left behind before leaving.
"Dad, this is not..."
District Chief Ji couldn't help but feel angry when he saw this wasteful behavior.
"Aren't you wasting food? Do you know that when dad was in school, he didn't have enough to eat every meal? You said you..."
"Your uncle is used to you being like this."
"This Liu Zheng, he..."
As soon as Ji Yangyang heard his father talk about his uncle's fault, he suddenly lost the desire to talk to his father: "I was raised by my uncle and them, you have no right to criticize them? So what if I don't eat this bucket of noodles?" Already?"
"District Chief Ji, you are the district chief outside, and you still want to be the district chief when you return home, right?"
Ji Shengli looked at his son in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Will you say it again?"
Ji Yangyang was not afraid at all: "I said I won't eat, do you have any questions?"
At this time, Lao Ji remembered his wife's instructions to him before leaving, and suppressed the anger in his heart.
But what Ji Yangyang said next was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing his anger to exceed the critical level.
"District Chief Ji, just be your parent officer outside."
"You don't need to take care of this family."
Snapped!
Ji Shengli couldn't hold back and slapped his son.
Ji Yangyang just looked at his father in front of him with a cold expression, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He didn't speak and walked directly towards the door.
The living room instantly became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
Ji Shengli looked at his right hand and felt a sense of regret in his heart.
He closed his eyes and sighed, then slapped his face hard.
After a long time, I made a call.
"Hey, Liu Jing."
"I just... slapped Yang Yang."
...
A few minutes later, when Lu Ze returned home, all he saw was his uncle sitting silently on the sofa.
Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he found that the phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID read 'aunt'.
After chatting with his aunt for a while, he realized what had just happened. No wonder he couldn't see Ji Yangyang at home.
"Sister-in-law."
"That barrel of noodles is actually mine."
"and."
"My aunt is ill and hospitalized."
Lao Ji suddenly raised his head.
His eyes were full of shock.
...
Lu Ze directly asked his uncle Liu Zheng to check the consumption records of Ji Yangyang's credit card. Liu Zheng gave each of his two nephews a credit card when they first started school, but they rarely used it.
Ji Yangyang will definitely use this card when he goes out at night.
“Grand Kempinski Hotel.”
Lu Ze always felt that the name of the hotel seemed similar. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle, I told my uncle about my aunt's illness. He is rushing to the hospital now."
Despite Liu Jing's repeated warnings before, this matter must be kept secret from Ji Shengli.
But Lu Ze still didn't want his aunt to wait silently in the hospital for the surgery.
The root cause of Yang Yang's quarrel with Lao Ji today was also because of his dissatisfaction with his father. No one around him knew that his wife had cancer.
After hearing this, Liu Zheng on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment: "I should tell my brother-in-law. He should stay with my sister at this time."
"You did a good job, Ozawa."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Ze took a taxi to the Kempinski Hotel.
...
"Lao Ji."
"How did you come?"
Liu Jing in the ward did not expect Ji Shengli to appear in front of her. She quickly tidied her messy hair and watched her lover slowly sit in front of her hospital bed, with a complicated meaning in her eyes.
"When did this happen?"
After Ji Shengli came in, he didn't ask his wife why she hid it from him.
Instead, he asked directly about Liu Jing’s condition.
Liu Jing lowered her eyes: "I was diagnosed with a breast problem last month, and I was hospitalized only after the diagnosis was confirmed this week."
Ji Shengli held his wife's cold hand tightly, as if he wanted to warm it up: "If Ozawa hadn't told me, how long would you have kept it secret from me? I'm still not your husband anymore? Huh?"
When he said these words, Lao Ji's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Only now did he know why Yang Yang's attitude towards him had suddenly become so bad these days.
Today he even said that in front of his father...
Looking at his wife in front of him, he understood.
"Lao Ji."
"I should say sorry to you."
"I shouldn't have kept such a big thing from you, I'm sorry."
A smile appeared on Liu Jing's face, and she comforted those around her: "Early-stage breast cancer is very likely to be cured. I don't want you to worry and suffer."
"Besides, your job is so special, and now is the critical moment..."
Ji Shengli looked at the pale face of his wife next to him and touched it gently.
Now he feels that a whole day's work is nothing, and even his ideals are not a big deal.
Only then did he truly realize how much he owed Liu Jing, his children, and this family.
Self-blame, guilt...
It came to my mind instantly.
"Liu Jing, it's my problem."
"You said we were eating and living together, but I didn't even know you were sick."
"I even had children come and tell me that I even slapped Yang Yang."
"I'm such a failure as a husband and father."
Liu Jing whispered softly: "Yang Yang is a sensible child. Ozawa has gone to accompany him now, so don't worry."
"But in this case, you owe the child an apology."
Ji Shengli sighed slightly.
"yes."
