In the evening, after getting off work, Zhou Rong returned to the photo studio. Listening to what her husband and mother said, and looking at Zhou Zhigang, who had a completely different temperament from before, she was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.
Soon Zhou Bingyi came back. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Zhigang wearing an apron and busy at the stove.
"Dad?" Zhou Bingyi was a little suspicious of his eyes, wondering if he had seen it wrong, so he raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously.
"Bingyi, you're back!" Zhou Zhigang said with a smile on his face: "The meal is almost ready. Wash your hands and wait in the room."
Zhou Bingyi asked doubtfully: "Dad, where is my mother?"
"It's in the east room!"
"Okay, come on in and sit down. Dinner will be served soon."
Zhou Bingyi was pushed into the east room by Zhou Zhigang.
When I entered the room, I saw that both Li Suhua and Zhou Rong were there.
In the east room, the four of them looked at each other, looking at each other.
"What happened to dad?" Zhou Rong still finds it incredible.
Feng Huacheng said: "When you two brothers and sisters left this morning, Dad was still lying on the bed. He didn't say anything. He didn't respond when I called him. I went back to the house to read. Mom came not long after. I He came out when he heard the sound, and when I saw it, dad was already like this."
Three pairs of eyes converged on Li Suhua.
"Mom!" Zhou Bingyi: "What happened?"
Li Suhua was a little anxious: "I don't know what's going on,"
"Tell us what happened after you arrived, from beginning to end." Zhou Rong said.
Li Suhua thought for a moment and said, "When I came, your father was lying on the kang."
Li Suhua pointed to the place where Zhou Zhigang was lying today: "At that time, your father was facing the wall, with his back to the door, lying on his side. When I came in and saw him like this, I remembered what you said, that he was lying there with his eyes open to the sky. He didn't eat or say anything, so I was so angry that I couldn't hold it back and scolded him a few times, and then he got up and became like this."
"Why did you scold my dad?" Zhou Rong asked confused and curiously.
"Then I don't remember clearly." Li Suhua's mind was still confused this time.
"Mom didn't say anything." Feng Huacheng, on the other hand, heard clearly at the time: "She just said, 'Why is dad still lying on the kang when the sun is shining on my buttocks?' She scolded him for not eating, saying nothing, and saying nothing. I ignored him and kept lying there all day long, asking my dad if he didn't know we were worried about him. It was okay if he was a little anxious and his tone was a little emotional, but when I came out, my dad seemed like a different person. of."
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and knew Zhou Zhigang somewhat, he wouldn't have believed that such a thing could really happen in reality.
"Did dad get too much stimulation this time?" Zhou Rong guessed.
Zhou Bingyi nodded, convinced: "It's very possible."
"Is there going to be any problem?" Li Suhua was worried and anxious, fearing that something serious was wrong with Zhou Zhigang.
Although she was angry with Zhou Zhigang, she didn't want anything to happen to Zhou Zhigang.
As soon as Li Suhua said these words, Zhou Bingyi and the three of them also became worried.
Zhou Bingyi thought for a while and said: "Well, Huacheng, tomorrow you and your mother will take your father to the hospital to have a look. Dongmei is in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the city hospital. I will go back and tell her later. You can go and find her directly tomorrow." She knows a lot of people in the hospital, so ask her to make arrangements for Dad, check everything inside and out carefully, and if anything happens, call me and Zhou Rong."
"Okay!" Feng Huacheng had already contacted the Writers' Association here, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen, so he could only postpone the work.
Zhou Rong didn't object either.
Before going to Guangzi Film, Li Suhua had already called Zheng Juan in advance, so when Li Suhua came back in the evening, Wang Zhong was not worried. He called Guangzi Film and asked someone to check and confirm that Li Suhua was indeed at home. No more care.
He really didn't want to go back to Guangzi Pian, not because he disliked Guangzi Pian, but because he was too lazy to make himself unhappy.
How wonderful it is now, living a small life of my own with my wife and children.
Wang Zhong also figured it out. Although he and Li Suhua had a deep relationship, if Li Suhua couldn't let go of Zhou Zhigang and insisted on living with Zhou Zhigang, he wouldn't stop him. He would ask Zheng Juan to go back regularly to visit Li Suhua. If Zhou Cong and the others were willing to go That's up to them, Wang Zhong himself is too lazy to go anyway.
But what Wang Zhong and his wife didn't expect was that Li Suhua didn't go home for several days.
Zheng Juan was still a little worried, but the business at the restaurant was so good recently that Zheng Juan couldn't leave.
"puff!"
Wang Zhong just drank the tea in his mouth and squirted it all over.
He quickly pulled out a few squares of toilet paper and wiped the tea stains on the coffee table. At the same time, he did not forget to look up at Li Suhua and asked quickly: "Mom! Are you sure you are not kidding me?"
Li Suhua said angrily: "Do you think I am too busy? Are you kidding me about this?"
Wang Zhong still didn't believe it: "It's true, Mom! You won't team up with him to lie to me, right?"
Li Suhua glared at Wang Zhong, picked up an orange and threw it at him: "You brat, who do you think your mother is!"
Wang Zhong raised his hand and grabbed the orange in his palm, peeled it off, broke it in half, tore off two pieces, threw it directly into his mouth, and started chewing it.
"Main, what you are saying is too bizarre!"
"I still can't believe it." Wang Zhong shook his head, feeling a little incredible. Zhou Zhigang didn't bump into each other. To be irritating, Li Suhua just slapped him. How can his temperament change drastically like this?
The examination found nothing wrong. Zhou Zhigang was in very good health, at least much better than Li Suhua and most of his peers. There was no congestion in his brain or any physical external stimulation.
The doctor couldn't figure out Zhou Zhigang's condition. He could only infer from the accounts of Feng Huacheng and Li Suhua that Zhou Zhigang was too stimulated and subconsciously sealed up those memories that he thought were bad, and even some of them were hidden in his subconscious. The character inside is also awakened and so on.
"Mom can still lie to you!" Li Suhua sighed and said in a sad tone: "This is what the doctor said."
"Then what are your plans?" Wang Zhong is not stupid. Li Suhua suddenly came back to tell him this, how could it be without purpose.
Li Suhua glanced at Wang Zhong and felt a little uneasy: "I'm not worried about your dad's current situation. Your eldest brother, your sister, and your brother-in-law are also busy at work and don't have so much time to take care of your dad, so I want to move back." Go to the old house."
Wang Zhong looked at Li Suhua and was quiet for a while.
Li Suhua was in a state of confusion when Wang Zhong looked at her, and she suddenly thought: "Your father is already like this, no matter what he did before, but now, he needs people around him!"
"The children are all grown up too. Little Tail is over seven years old and has been in elementary school for a few years. In the past few years, I have been sitting at home all day long and it has been very boring. It just so happens that I also miss you, Aunt Qiao and the others." ·····”
"Sure! I agree."
"Aunt Qiao and I and the others..." Li Suhua, who was talking, was suddenly startled, and her voice stopped abruptly. She looked at Wang Zhong and asked uncertainly: "What did you say?"
"I said, I agree with you moving back."
Li Suhua blinked, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Really or not, did you really agree? Didn't you lie to your mother?" Li Suhua still couldn't believe it.
Wang Zhong smiled and said: "If I don't agree, won't you move back?"
Li Suhua immediately said: "Then we must move. How can I rest assured that your father is like this now?"
Wang Zhong said helplessly: "I finally understand that you have been working hard all your life and can't take any time off."
Li Suhua was not unhappy at all, "What's wrong with the hard work? We were originally working people from a hard background. Although life is getting better and better now, we still have to work when we should work, and we still have to be tired when we should be tired."
"Mom! You are so enlightened." Wang Chong gave Li Suhua a thumbs up.
"What kind of consciousness is there? If you are in the countryside, as long as your legs and feet are nimble, you can walk on the road, and swing a hoe, you have to work in the fields. It is a matter of course. What kind of consciousness is this?"
This is true. Even if we put it into the real society, in rural areas, there are many people in their 70s and 80s who still work in the fields. When the farming is busy, they will run into the fields to plant rice and wheat, and plant seasonal crops in their own plots. When it comes to vegetables, during the off-season, I either carry a hoe to plow the ground or walk into the mountains with a hatchet, but I just can’t stop.
"In this way, one day I will have someone pull the phone. If anything happens, you can call home. First of all, Juan'er and I can rest assured. Secondly, if the children miss you, they can still talk to you on the phone. It's a weekend or a holiday, and if I want to see you, I can call you in advance to avoid running over and you're not at home, which will waste time and money."
Li Suhua originally wanted to refuse, mainly because she was reluctant to part with the money, but when Wang Zhong said this, she was moved.
"Isn't it too wasteful?" Li Suhua was still a little distressed: "The phone bill is too expensive."
Regardless of the cost of making phone calls or the cost of making and receiving calls, they were all expensive. Li Suhua was used to calculating carefully and was reluctant to make phone calls at home on weekdays. Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan were sometimes too busy working to come back, so they called back in a hurry. Li Suhua hung up after just two sentences, just to save the phone bill.
"Our family is not short of that little money. Besides, we won't lose money if we spend some money to buy something safe. Otherwise, Juan'er and I will be thinking about you all day long and won't be able to concentrate on our work, and we will lose more by then. !”
"Do you think this is true?" Wang Zhong looked at Li Suhua with a smile.
Li Suhua smiled and glanced at Wang Zhong: "There are a lot of lies. Anyway, I can't convince you. If you want to pretend, you can pretend."
"Sure, do you want to move back today or leave tomorrow?"
Li Suhua said: "Let's go today and go back early, otherwise I won't worry about your dad."
"Then you pack a few changes and I'll drive you back later."
"No, I can leave by myself. You have something to do beforehand." Li Suhua quickly waved her hand to refuse.
Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that something might happen to the old man at home?"
Li Suhua subconsciously raised her hand and hit Wang Zhong, and said angrily: "You brat, why are you talking!"
"Come on, hurry up and pack it up. I'll start the car first and put it in the car to wait for you."
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The next day, Wang Zhong had someone install the phone. Installing the phone was not complicated. It mainly took a while to lead the phone line.
In the evening, Little Wei couldn't wait to call the old house and chatted with Li Suhua on the phone for several minutes, but Li Suhua couldn't bear the phone bill and hung up.
Within a few days, Feng Huacheng's job was settled and he joined the Writers' Association directly. The couple shamelessly came to Yueyue several times, not knowing what Feng Huacheng told Zhou Rong. The next few times he came over, Zhou Rong Not as aggressive as before.
Although Wang Zhong said he was tough, he didn't let the dog bite them. There was no deep hatred between him and Zhou Rong. He just looked down on Zhou Rong, didn't like her style, and didn't trust Yue Yue to her.
But if this matter continues to be delayed, it will definitely remain a knot in Feng Yue's heart. It will not do any good, and it will also affect Feng Yue's study.
The couple persisted for more than a week.
Yueyue no longer refused as she did at the beginning, but finally relaxed and was willing to sit down and discuss with them.
The final discussion was that Feng Yue usually lives here in the courtyard, not only close to the school, but also with Zhou Cong, so he can have someone to take care of him when he goes to and from school every day, and he can return to the photo studio on weekends or holidays.
Feng Huacheng was extremely happy, and a rare smile appeared on Zhou Rong's face. The knot in Feng Yue's heart was finally solved, and she became cheerful and could devote herself to studying.
Hao family.
At the dinner table, Jin Yueji sat at the head, and Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei sat on Jin Yueji's left hand side. The dishes were simple, two dishes and one soup, two meat and one vegetable, pork belly, stir-fried pork belly with sauerkraut, and cabbage and tofu soup.
"Bingyi, how is your father?" Jin Yueji asked with concern.
Zhou Bingyi said: "It's still the same, nothing has changed."
"Hey!" Jin Yueji sighed: "Your dad is already this age, and something like this happens to you. What do you think this is?"
Zhou Bingyi said: "This is life!"
Hao Dongmei next to her said: "By the way, Bingyi, today I contacted an old expert we saw in Yanjing before and asked him about your father's situation."
"What did the experts say?" Jin Yueji asked with concern.
Hao Dongmei said: "It's basically the same as the doctor's diagnosis, but the experts also said that if it's just this situation, it's fine. As long as we take good care of it, it will have no impact on the body. But if it causes Alzheimer's disease, it will be troublesome."
"Alzheimer's disease?" Jin Yueji looked puzzled. This was also the first time Zhou Bingyi heard this term.
"I have what we often call Alzheimer's disease." Hao Dongmei said.
"Alzheimer's disease?" Zhou Bingyi's heart trembled, and his expression also changed slightly.
"Dad, he looks fine. How could it be related to Alzheimer's disease?"
"Your father will be sixty-three this year!"
"In two months it will be sixty-three years and sixty-four years."
Hao Dongmei gave the two people popular science: "The onset of Alzheimer's disease is generally around the age of sixty-five. The early stage is before the age of sixty-five. It is mainly reflected in the decline of cognitive function, mental symptoms and behavioral disorders, and the gradual deterioration of daily life ability. decline."
"Dad doesn't have this problem either!" Zhou Bingyi still couldn't believe it.
Hao Dongmei said: "It's just that it may be related, and one of the factors that causes Alzheimer's disease is a sudden great mental stimulation. Your father's current situation is very consistent with this triggering factor."
Zhou Bingyi's heart sank and he hurriedly asked Hao Dongmei: "Is there any way?"
Hao Dongmei shook her head and said helplessly: "As far as the current medical conditions are concerned, there is no feasible way to treat Alzheimer's disease."
"But don't worry, it's just a possibility, but it doesn't necessarily mean it will be."
Zhou Bingyi suddenly lost his mood to eat, and his appetite completely disappeared. Even if the most delicious delicacies from the mountains and seas were placed in front of him, Zhou Bingyi could not regain his appetite.
"Dongmei is right, your father is blessed, so don't worry too much." Jin Yueji also advised.
But how could he not be worried? If it were other things, Zhou Bingyi could still maintain a normal mind, but for this kind of thing, especially when Zhou Zhigang's situation is still like that, how could he, as a son, not be worried.
Not wanting to worry the two of them, Zhou Bingyi still acted as if nothing had happened, forced a smile, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Mom, Dongmei, I'm full, you guys eat slowly."
After saying that, he took up the position, walked to the sofa and sat down, lost in thought.
Alzheimer's disease, these four words are like a curse in Zhou Bingyi's mind.
He couldn't imagine that if a person who was once the mainstay of the family and was so concerned about face suddenly got Alzheimer's disease, Zhou Bingyi couldn't imagine what that would be like.
After a while, Hao Dongmei was clearing away the dishes, and Jin Yueji came over.
"Bingyi, are you worried about your dad?"
Looking at Jin Yueji's almost penetrating gaze, Zhou Bingyi did not hide anything, nodded and said: "I can't hide anything from you."
"It's useless for you to worry here. If you are really worried, go back more often and spend more time with your father. Besides, didn't Dongmei say it? It's just a possibility, not necessarily a possibility."
"Mom, I'm sorry! I made you worry too." Zhou Bingyi said.
Jin Yueji waved her hand and said, "I'm fine."
As he spoke, his voice suddenly changed, "Just...forget it." But halfway through his words, he suddenly waved his hand and stopped talking.
"What is that?" Zhou Bingyi said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Weren't you planning to have a talk with your brother a few days ago?" Jin Yueji asked, "How was it? Have you talked?"
Zhou Bingyi shook his head: "Not yet."
"He has been too busy recently. I went to his house several times and never ran into him."
"Too busy?" Jin Yueji shook her head slightly after hearing this: "That's not a reason."
Zhou Bingyi explained: "He has been really busy recently. Didn't the publishing house he co-founded with his friends just open? And their company also recently took over the construction project of their new campus from Jichun University. There are several projects. Construction started at the same time, and as the person in charge, he wished he could divide it into several people."
"Besides, Dean Ma hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet. Dean Ma and Secretary Qu's son is far away in Shanghai. Dean Ma and Secretary Qu have helped our family a lot over the years. Bingkun and his wife have to take turns to help Secretary Ma every day. They deliver meals and don’t even have a moment to spare.”
"Does he know about your father?" Jin Yueji asked.
Zhou Bingyi nodded and said, "You know, he drove my mother back when she brought back the phototypes."
Jin Yueji said: "I have to say a few words about this."
"I'm not saying that he shouldn't take such good care of Lao Ma and Lao Qu. I just don't understand that a man can be so kind to outsiders, but he can't even do things like drive him out of the house in the middle of the night to his own father. It can be done.”
"I really can't understand it." Jin Yueji frowned, with deep confusion and confusion on her face.
Zhou Bingyi thought about the past, what Wang Zhong said when the family was separated, and how his father treated him, Zhou Rong, and Wang Zhong differently since childhood. He thought about how Wang Zhong took the initiative to let go of the past for Li Suhua this time. Taking Zhou Zhigang to his home to stay, he remembered the scene that night described by Feng Huacheng.
When Zhou Bingyi stood in Wang Zhong's shoes, he thought about it.
He couldn't help but sigh and looked sad: "Hey! This matter can't be explained in one or two sentences. Bingkun...he...he also has his own reasons."
It is said that a thousand-mile embankment collapses in an ant nest. How can an ant nest that may collapse a thousand-mile embankment be built in a day or in a few days?
That must be the result of years of accumulation.
"No matter how difficult he is, it was his father who gave him life, worked hard to make money to support his family, raised him, and provided him with education. Now that he has achieved so little, he has forgotten the kindness of his parents?"
Zhou Bingyi was slightly moved. Jin Yueji's words directly touched his heart. The reason why he wanted to talk to Wang Zhong was because of this.
"The gift of childbirth is beyond heaven. Bingkun did something wrong in this matter." Zhou Bingyi said.
"Why!"
Jin Yueji sighed, worry evident in her brows.
"This younger brother of yours is a very talented and capable person. Not to mention your peers, even in our Jichun, there are not many who can catch up with him."
"He is not only a nationally renowned writer, but also a well-known entrepreneur throughout Jiangliao Province, and a top student who graduated from Yanda University."
"No matter how resounding these names are, it cannot change the fact that his moral character is lacking."
Zhou Bingyi said nothing, only looked at Jin Yueji quietly, and there was already a vague guess in his heart.
"Don't think my words are harsh. Dongmei can't have children. You two are destined to have no children of your own in this life. Your sister Zhou Rong, is she forty this year?"
"Just turned forty." Zhou Bingyi said.
"They are forty years old and have only one daughter. Your brother-in-law is already over fifty this year. Do you think it is suitable for them to have another child at their age?"
"It's really not suitable." Just Feng Yue has now made Zhou Rong and his wife miserable. They can't take care of it. How can they have another child.
"They only have one daughter." Jin Yueji said: "And she is still raised in your brother's house. When we had dinner last time, your nephews and nieces had obviously discussed in advance to send your parents away and be alone. Say those words to us.”
"Do you think those children can come up with those words by themselves?"
Zhou Bingyi fell silent, having said this, if he still couldn't detect Jin Yueji's intentions, then his years in the system would have been in vain.
"As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Your old Zhou family only has a few seedlings. If it is put in his hands, it may become crooked in the future."
