Chapter 23 You two are of the same character
On the way, I turned on my cell phone and found three missed calls, from the stationmaster Zeng Jun, Dong Yong and Su He's mother.
"Hey, Mom..."
"You stinky boy, you didn't answer my call again."
"Mom, what's going on?"
"Su He, do you still have this family in your heart? You go out for half a year and don't come back. People think you've gone abroad... Let me tell you, your dad just fell off his bike. It's up to you whether you come back or not!"
"Is it serious? Hello...Mom..."
After his mother hung up the phone, Su He quickly turned around and rode towards home.
Su He's home is also in Jinnan City, but it is more than 20 kilometers away from the urban area and it takes an hour and a half to ride an electric bike.
On the way, Su He called Zeng Jun to ask for leave, and then called Ma Mingzhe back. It was just a small matter, asking Su He to bring some delicious food from home.
Halfway through the ride, the bike ran out of battery. There was no one around, so Su He took out the battery he had been rewarded with from the space and replaced it. He tried to put the old battery in, but it wouldn't fit, so he had to leave it on the bike.
The door of Su He's house was open, so he rode straight in, parked his bike, and rushed into the house.
"Mom, where's Dad? Where did he fall? Is it serious?"
Su He's mother was Zhao Shaomei. She was sitting on the sofa, eating melon seeds and watching TV. There were three women sitting next to her. One of them was Aunt Zhang, a famous matchmaker in the village. He didn't know the other two women.
Zhao Shaomei glanced at Su He and rolled her eyes, "Are you willing to come back? You're pretty fast."
Su He was extremely anxious along the way. Seeing his mother's angry look, he couldn't help but ask, "Mom, what time is it now? Where's my dad? Has he gone to the hospital?"
At this time, the door of the house opened, and Su He's father Su Jianguo came out after shaking his clothes and said, "Why go to the hospital? I just fell down in the field. Come back and change your clothes..."
"Zhao Shaomei, you told me before that your son works for a Fortune 500 company, that his company provides him with a car and a house, and that he's an online food operations manager for the Internet catering industry. So he's just a delivery man!" The woman sitting on the sofa was in her forties. When she saw Su He wearing a delivery man's uniform, she took her daughter and walked out.
"You little brat, you didn't even change your clothes when you came back..." Zhao Shaomei complained in a low voice when she passed by Su He, and hurriedly chased after him: "Du Chunhua, don't leave, since you are here, let the young people chat first, my son makes a lot of money delivering food!"
"How much money can I make from delivering food? It's not even enough for my daughter to buy clothes and cosmetics... There are so many people chasing after my daughter in the city. If others knew that she was going on a blind date with the delivery man, it would be so funny..." Du Chunhua kept walking and muttering to herself.
"You are so bad, Du Chunhua. Your daughter is short and has a flat nose. She has no breasts and no buttocks... My Su He is tall and handsome, but he doesn't want her... If you want to find a rich man for your daughter, Uncle Ma in our village is 89 years old. He still has social security after his wife died. Go find him!"
When Zhao Shaomei saw that Du Chunhua looked down on her son for being a delivery man, she also started to curse at him.
"Zhao Shaomei, I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"
"Come on, who's afraid of you?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Su He rushed out, grabbed Du Chunhua's hand, and pushed her gently. Du Chunhua took two steps back and sat on the ground.
"Someone is being beaten! The people from the Su family are going to beat me to death! Help me..." Du Chunhua sat on the ground in a daze, then she started shouting loudly and rolled on the ground.
Seeing this, Zhao Shaomei also wanted to lie on the ground, but Su He grabbed her arm and said, "Mom, the ground is dirty, don't get your clothes dirty."
Du Chunhua's voice was so loud that all the neighbors came out to watch the fun.
Du Chunhua's daughter wanted to pull her up, but Du Chunhua refused to get up.
The matchmaker Aunt Zhang also tried to persuade her, but Du Chunhua refused to listen and kept swearing at Zhao Shaomei.
Su He grew up watching his mother Zhao Shaomei's swearing skills gradually improve. She was rarely defeated in the surrounding villages within a ten-mile radius. However, Du Chunhua's skills were not weak either. For a while, the two of them were spitting and swearing at each other with equal intensity.
A group of grown men put their hands in their pockets and watched the fun, and everyone knew that a fight would not break out.
Not long after, the village women's director and village chief came and persuaded the people to leave.
Ms. Zhao Shaomei turned around and walked into the house with high morale.
As soon as the door closed, Zhao Shaomei grabbed Su He's ear and said, "You little bastard, do you just want to piss me off so your dad can find you a stepmother? Why do you have to wear this yellow dress when there are so many other things you can wear? Look, you're talking about yellow again!"
"Mom...it hurts...Dad, what are you laughing at?" Su He hurriedly diverted Zhao Shaomei's attention.
"I'm not laughing, wife. Don't listen to his nonsense!" Su Jianguo turned and left.
"Stop!" Zhao Shaomei let go of her hand and put her hands on her hips: "You two are the same. Go get me a glass of water. You've cursed me dry!"
At noon, Zhao Shaomei prepared a large table of dishes. As soon as they were served, she saw Su He still wearing a helmet and said, "We're eating, why are you still wearing a helmet?"
"Hehe... I'm used to it." Su He said this, but he didn't take any action. He picked up the chopsticks and started to eat heartily, praising: "Mom, your cooking is still the best."
Zhao Shaomei put her hands on her hips and glared at Su He: "Take off your helmet!"
"Mom, come and eat, the food is getting cold." Su He still didn't move.
"Bang!" Zhao Shaomei slapped the table and glared at Su He. She said, "Su Jianguo, take off your son's helmet. I want to see what he is afraid of. He has never dared to look up at me since he was a child. "
"Mom, I just changed my hairstyle and it doesn't look good..." Su He was still quibbling, but Su Jianguo took off Su He's helmet.
"Son, what's wrong with your head... When did you get injured? Is it serious? Su Jianguo, why are you still standing there? Take your son to the hospital!" Zhao Shaomei looked at Su He, who had a bandage wrapped around his head. Because of the treatment of the wound, the hair on the back of his head had been shaved off.
"Mom, I'm fine. I just accidentally hit my head against the wall. It's not a big deal, just a minor wound. The doctor said it's okay..." Su He saw his mother starting to cry, so he walked over and hugged Zhao Shaomei.
"You little brat, you're not obedient at all. I told you to find a more stable job, but you refused to listen. You wanted to deliver food. Riding an electric scooter in the city is so dangerous. Don't think I don't know that you gave all your earnings to the Shen family. You're 24 years old this year, and you should think about yourself. That little girl Shen Yue has become a vegetable. You can't keep going like this!"
"Mom, Shen Yue will recover..."
Zhao Shaomei sighed and sat in the chair without saying a word. After waiting for a minute, she raised her head and said, "Su Jianguo, go and give your son the passbook. It's saved for him to marry a wife anyway..."
Su Jianguo put the passbook in Su He's hand and said with a smile: "Son, Dad knows you have been upset this year. Since you have decided on that girl, Dad supports you."
Seeing the two hundred thousand in the passbook, Su He burst into tears instantly, hugged Su Jianguo and shouted: "Dad..."
"Why are two grown men hugging each other? Eat!" Ms. Zhao Shaomei glared at them.
"You are allowed to hug...what's wrong with me hugging my son..." Su Jianguo muttered in a low voice.
"Can you say that again…"
"Wife, the food you cooked today is so delicious!"
