Chapter 115 Awakening
The crying sound from upstairs attracted the nervous Qi Xue.
When she walked to the door of , she saw her sister-in-law hugging He Shu and crying.
He was calling his nephew Guangxing's name.
He Shu also hugged his sister-in-law and gently stroked her back.
At this moment, Qi Xue was even in a trance for a moment, as if she saw Guangxing really coming back and hugging his mother.
Qi Xue did not go in and take her sister-in-law to take medicine, because the scene at this moment made her unable to bear to disturb her.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhu Yu’s emotions finally stabilized.
She woke up and knew that the person she was holding was not her son, but she still couldn't bear to let go.
She didn't even want to wake up again. She wished she could stay in the dream forever, be with her son forever, and never wake up.
Qi Xue went downstairs quietly, with redness in the corners of her eyes.
The old man was not in the living room. Qi Xue took a look and saw the old man standing in the small hall behind the bookshelf.
After a long time, the food prepared by his sister-in-law had become cold, and He Shu went downstairs with his sister-in-law.
"Dad, are you hungry? I'll reheat the food and we can eat soon."
Zhu Yu's eyes were swollen, but she was still in good spirits. She said something to the old man and hurried to put on an apron and heat up the food.
Qi Xue saw that He Shu's eyes were a little swollen. This kid actually cried just now.
"Why are you limping when you walk?" Qi Xue asked with a smile when she saw He Shu's unnatural movements when going downstairs.
He Shu also gave a not-so-nice smile in return: "Aunt, after doing that squat, I feel like my legs aren't working well anymore."
Grandpa smiled on the sofa and said, "Don't practice with your uncle next time. If he doesn't listen, I will punish him."
"Grandpa, this is just like running. Once you get used to it, it will be fine. I can stick to it."
"Okay, as long as you can stick to it, learning more and practicing more will always be good for you."
He Shu nodded and agreed with him. Others didn't have the chance to find an instructor as good as my uncle.
The food was reheated and the family sat around the table to eat.
Zhu Yu also returned to normal, and no one mentioned what had happened just now.
The next morning, He Shu prepared to go for a morning run.
Zhu Yu prepared breakfast and, knowing that He Shu usually ran on an empty stomach, brought him a bowl of hot milk.
"Xiaoshu, drink the milk. From now on, drink a little milk before running. You don't have to starve yourself, as you are not trying to lose weight."
He Shu took the bowl and drank a few sips, adding a little sugar, which tasted sweet: "Thank you, aunt."
Zhu Yu smiled and said, "What are you thanking me for? Your brother Guangxing used to like drinking milk. If you like it too, your aunt will make it for you every day."
As soon as she finished speaking, the old man and Qi Xue, who were eating breakfast, stopped.
In this family, no one dares to mention Guangxing. How long has it been since Zhu Yu mentioned her son so naturally?
"Okay, aunt, I'm leaving first ." He Shu also felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, so he finished his milk in a few gulps and went out.
After He Shu left, Zhu Yu put the bowl on the corner of the table and sat down.
"Dad, Xiaoxue, I'm sorry for causing you trouble before."
The old man was a little excited: "Zhu Yu, are you okay?"
Zhu Yu nodded: "Dad, I'm awake now. I've figured it out. I used to be so desperate that I brought shame to our Qi family."
Qi Xue happily hugged her sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, it's great that you can figure it out."
The old man was also very pleased: "Zhu Yu, Dad knows that you are suffering. You don't have to blame yourself. Dad knows how much you have contributed to this family."
Zhu Yu wiped her moist eyes and said, "I was possessed by a demon before. Yesterday I mistook Xiaoshu for Guangxing. I think what the child said to me was also Guangxing's thoughts."
"As a mother, I should be proud of my son ..."
"Okay, as long as you get better, live a good life with Zhijun in the future."
Zhu Yu nodded. Qi Zhijun didn’t come back last night, and she thought of a lot of things by herself. She knew that Qi Zhijun must have been very sad over the years.
But no matter how she made a fuss, Qi Zhijun never got angry with her and just swallowed his bitterness.
"Sister-in-law, don't be sad. You were just sick before. Now you are well. Big brother will be very happy when he knows it."
Although everyone had tears in their eyes during this breakfast, it was the most comfortable meal that the old man and Qi Xue had ever had in all the years of the Qi family.
Zhu Yu actually has a heart disease. She wanted to ease the pain of losing her son but chose the wrong direction.
Now, He Shu's call of "Mom" has made Zhu Yu wake up. She no longer deceives herself. Although she still feels heartbroken when she thinks of her son, she will learn to accept the reality slowly in the future.
Her son's sacrifice was worth it, and she was not the only one in this compound who lost children and relatives.
But no one is like her, torturing herself and her family.
At this moment, Zhu Yu was filled with only guilt towards Qi Zhijun, and was also grateful to the old man and his aunt for their tolerance towards her.
He Shu didn't know that what he blurted out yesterday, "Mom cured my aunt's illness."
Even though his legs were sore, he insisted on jogging around in circles in the yard.
I ran about three kilometers, then started the activities and did some horizontal bar practice.
The little bit of milk in his stomach had long been digested and his stomach began to protest, so He Shu walked home.
When I got home, my aunt had already gone out to run some errands, and my grandfather was fiddling with his fishing gear, getting ready to go fishing.
My aunt came down from upstairs, changed her clothes, and put on light makeup.
He Shu was stunned. It turned out that his aunt looked so beautiful when dressed up.
"Xiao Shu is back. The food is in the pot and it's still hot. Come and eat it."
He Shu saw that his aunt was carrying a bag and was not dressed like she usually was when going out to buy groceries.
"Aunt, where are you going?"
"My aunt is going back to her parents' home. She hasn't been back for a long time. She won't be back until the evening. Can you come back for dinner tonight?"
He Shu nodded: "Come back ."
"Okay, then auntie will make you lotus root stewed with pork ribs tonight."
Zhu Yu smiled and touched the sweat on He Shu's forehead: "Take a shower after dinner, and put the dirty clothes in the bathroom and wait for your aunt to come back and wash them."
After that, Zhu Yu said hello to the old man: "Dad, I'm leaving now. I won't be back until the evening. What are you going to do for lunch?"
The old man laughed and said, "How can I be hungry? It just so happens that I'm going fishing with the boss today, so I'll go to his place for lunch."
"Then I won't worry about you. Let Xiao Ding'er follow you, and you can take the car when you go out."
In fact, after the old man retired, the state also arranged guards for him, and even a secretary, a driver, and a chef.
To take care of the old man’s daily life and facilitate his travel.
But the Qi family members are not used to being served.
Unless there is some formal occasion that requires appearance, people will be called to run errands.
In addition, Zhu Yu's condition had been up and down before, so she would not have any wild thoughts if she was busy during the day, so there was not even a nanny at home, and her daughter-in-law cooked, washed clothes and bought groceries every day.
Since Zhu Yu fell ill, she has been staying at the Qi family and has not returned to her parents' home for several years.
Because when Qi Guangxing just died, Zhu Yu went crazy, and the Zhu family wanted to take her back, but she felt that her family didn't want her to wait for her son to come back.
I also had a falling out with my mother's family and they didn't appreciate it at all.
Now that I'm sober, it's time to go back and take a look.
