The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 243 Zhou Zhigang Goes Home

Shao Jingwen sat at Zhou's house for a while, then chatted with Wang Gang about literature, and left around 8 o'clock.

Wang Gang saw him off all the way, and sent him out of optical text.

After returning home, Wang Gang didn't take any time off. He just took some money and went to the old Zhangtou's house next door.

Old Zhangtou's house is next door to Zhou's house, only separated by a narrow path. His house has no yard, only two mud houses.

Wang Gang knocked on the door, and the door opened quickly.

"Bingkun is here, come in and sit down." Old Zhangtou saw Wang Gang and welcomed him into the room very enthusiastically.

The old Zhangtou's house can be described as a house with bare walls, even worse than the old Zheng's house.

Wang Gang casually pulled a small bench and sat down, and asked:
"Is Xiaolu's illness better?"

Old Zhang looked bitter, but he still poured Wang Gang a cup of hot water.

"Xiaolu is still in the hospital, his mother is with him, and he is much better."

Xiaolu is the grandson of Lao Zhangtou, who is just nine years old this year. Not long ago, he got meningitis. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, all his savings were spent on medical treatment.

"Is your money enough, or I'll give you some more." Wang Gang said.

"Enough, enough, the hospital has settled the payment, and Xiaolu will pick it up tomorrow. After the Chinese New Year, I will go to the street with you to hand over the house to you." Old Zhangtou said gratefully.

"There's no rush about the house. If it doesn't work, you can pay back the money later."

In order to see a doctor for his grandson, old Zhangtou can only borrow money from everywhere. He only lives in optical film, who has spare money!

In the end, Lao Zhang borrowed it from Wang Gang, and Wang Gang paid 200 yuan to see a doctor for the child without saying a word.

Old Zhangtou wrote an IOU to him.

Later, Xiaolu's condition relapsed, and there were too many places to spend money, so Lao Zhangtou had to find Wang Gang again.

Wang Gang didn't say anything else, and gave Lao Zhangtou all the manuscript fees accumulated in the past three years, totaling [-] yuan, and asked him to get through the difficulties first.

Xiaolu recovered from his illness, but Lao Zhangtou had nothing to do with the five hundred yuan owed, so he could only exchange the house to Wang Gang.

How could Wang Gang want his house? He immediately said that the money could be paid back slowly.

It's just that he underestimated the stubbornness of the old man, he insisted on giving the house to Wang Gang.

"The house is gone. What are your future plans?" Wang Gang asked.

"I still have a dilapidated house in my hometown in the countryside, which can barely accommodate people." Lao Zhangtou sighed.

In this day and age, if there is no other way, city people will never return to the countryside.

Lao Zhangtou is getting old and doesn't have a serious unit, so he usually does odd jobs to make ends meet.

He originally had a son, but unfortunately he disappeared in an accident, leaving only a pair of orphans and widows.

Lao Zhangtou's daughter-in-law did not remarry, but she did not have a job either. The life of the family of three was entirely borne by Lao Zhangtou.

His grandson was seriously ill, and Lao Zhangtou was finally unable to support himself. He could only sell the house to pay back the money, and returned to his hometown to live in the countryside.

Her daughter-in-law finally couldn't bear it anymore, she found a man a few years ago, and planned to remarry. Fortunately, that man was willing to accept Zhang Xiaolu and agreed to her remarriage with the child. The only requirement was that the child must be healthy.

"This is 200 yuan, you take it back to your hometown." Wang Gang took out a stack of Da Tuan and handed it to the old man.

"I can't ask for any more money from you." The old man shook his hand quickly.

"This is the final payment of the house." Wang Gang forced the money into the hands of old Zhang.

The old Zhangtou said: "I know how much my two mud houses are worth. I don't dare to take the 500 yuan before, let alone the money."

Wang Gang stuffed the money into Lao Zhangtou's pocket, and said, "The child is just recovering from a serious illness. Use the money to buy some meat."

Lao Zhangtou was so moved that he burst into tears, and Wang Gang left and went home after a few words of comfort.

"Bingkun, thank you." Old Zhang sent Wang Gang out with tears in his eyes.

200 yuan may not be a big deal to Wang Gang. The gold in his space is more than two hundred if he takes out a piece of gold.

But for the old Zhangtou, this money is life-saving money.

He had already made a plan in his heart. After his wife and grandson remarried, the house would be given to Wang Gang, and he would return to his hometown for the rest of his life.

But with the 200 yuan, Lao Zhangtou has the hope of living again.

After Wang Gang returned home, Li Suhua wondered why he came back so late.

"I just went to the next door and sent some money to the old man."

Li Suhua knew it well, and said: "Old Zhangtou is really pitiful. I have suffered all my life, and I am about to get out of my head. I didn't expect that my son had an accident, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man."

Wang Gang said silently: "Old Zhangtou's daughter-in-law, she plans to remarry with her children after the next year."

Li Suhua opened his mouth in surprise, and finally fell silent again.

"Well, there's no other way. At least his wife and grandson can survive."

Wang Gang sat down on the kang silently and took out a book to read.

There are many people like Lao Zhangtou in the optical film, and this is the poorest and most miserable place in Jichun.

Wang Gang helped Lao Zhangtou, firstly because the two were old neighbors and had known each other for decades, and secondly, it was a matter of convenience.

The 700 yuan is already Wang Gang's entire savings in the past three years, but he still feels that he wants to help the old man, just for peace of mind.

The next day, Li Suhua pulled his son up early, arguing to go to the train station to wait for Zhou Zhigang.

"Mom, my dad is on the train in the afternoon, so we went early just to wait."

"What if the train arrives early?" Li Suhua said impatiently, "You still have to borrow a bicycle, and it's a waste of time to go back and forth."

Wang Gang had no choice but to get up and said, "I made an agreement with National Day yesterday, and he will deliver the bicycle later."

"Where's Zheng Juan?" Li Suhua asked.

"She will come here at about ten o'clock, we have plenty of time." Wang Gang put on his clothes and said.

While speaking, there was a knock on the door, Li Suhua opened it and saw that it was Zheng Juan.

"Why did you come so early?" Wang Gang asked in surprise when he saw Zheng Juan.

"I can't sleep, so come here earlier." Zheng Juan said anxiously.

Wang Gang was speechless, so he could only take the time to wash up, then went to Xiao Guoqing's house and pushed the bicycle over.

Zheng Juan rode Xiao Guoqing's car, and Wang Gang rode his own car with his wife, and it was less than ten o'clock when they arrived at the train station.

The three of them waited at the train station for almost four hours before Zhou Zhigang's train arrived.

Until seeing Zhou Zhigang got off the train, Wang just confirmed that he changed the plot, Zhou Zhigang did not go to Guizhou to see Zhou Rong.

"His father." Li Suhua couldn't control his tears when he saw Zhou Zhigang.

Zhou Zhigang was carrying his luggage, and when he heard Li Suhua's voice, he looked back and forth, and when he finally found him, he also burst into tears.

"My wife."

After three years, the old couple embraced again. Wang Gang and Zheng Juan stood aside and did not bother.

"His father, you are dark and thin." Li Suhua touched Zhou Zhigang's rough old face, feeling distressed.

"You are fatter, and your complexion is ruddy. That boy Bingkun took good care of you." Zhou Zhigang looked at his wife carefully, feeling very happy.

"Dad, if you find that Mom has lost weight, will you still beat me up?" Wang Gang stepped forward at this moment and interrupted.

"You bastard, your temperament still hasn't changed." Zhou Zhigang punched Wang Gang on the shoulder and scolded with a smile.

Zhou Zhigang's gaze turned to Zheng Juan again.

"You are Zheng Juan, right? You are always mentioned in Bingkun's letters." Zhou Zhigang was very satisfied when he saw Zheng Juan's appearance and temperament.

"Hello, uncle." Zheng Juan greeted politely but a little stiffly.

"Don't be nervous." Zhou Zhigang laughed and said, "I don't eat people."

Seeing that Zhou Zhigang could make jokes, Zheng Juan immediately felt relieved.

"The most important purpose of my coming back this time is your marriage with Bingkun." Zhou Zhigang punched Wang Gang again.

"You bastard, why did you let the girl wait so long?"

Wang Gang said with a smile: "Dad, you are the head of the family. If you haven't come back, how dare I get married!"

Zhou Zhigang said angrily: "Nonsense, I haven't come back, are you going to let Zheng Juan down?"

Wang Gang smiled and said, "That's definitely not the case."

"Okay, everyone, don't chat here, go home!" Li Suhua said with a smile.

"Yes, go home." Zhou Zhigang threw his luggage on Wang Gang, and left holding his wife's hand.

"Dad, you can really do it, just throw the luggage over and say it!" Wang Gang complained while holding the luggage.

Zheng Juan wanted to help Wang Gang with his luggage with a smile, but he directly refused.

Along the way, Zhou Zhigang took Li Suhua with him on a bicycle, and Wang Gang took Zheng Juan and their luggage, and returned home happily.

After entering the house, Zhou Zhigang sighed, "It's still comfortable at home."

Li Suhua dusted Zhou Zhigang with a towel, and said, "You're tired! Get on the kang and rest for a while."

Zhou Zhigang sat cross-legged on the kang, touched his wife's hand, and said, "I haven't seen you for three years, I want to have a good talk with you."

Li Suhua asked: "How long will you be leaving this time?"

Zhou Zhigang said: "The train on the fifth day."

Li Suhua thought about it in his heart, and said sadly: "I will only stay for seven days!"

Zhou Zhigang sighed and said, "The task in the mountain city is heavy, and I was granted ten days off during the Chinese New Year."

Li Suhua said: "Tomorrow when Bingyi and his partner come back, I don't know how many days they can stay."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhigang sighed and said, "Bingyi won't be going home this year. He sent me a letter a few days ago, saying that he married Hao Dongmei in the Corps, so he can't come back for the New Year."

"Ah!" Li Suhua said in surprise, "Why didn't he tell me!"

Zhou Zhigang said: "Didn't I come back to celebrate the New Year with you? It just so happens that Bingyi's marriage is also married, and it will be Bingkun's turn next."

Li Suhua said: "That's right. Marriage is such an important matter, and I don't say it in advance, just like Rong'er."

When Zhou Zhigang heard this, his face immediately darkened.

"Don't mention Zhou Rong to me, I don't have that shameless daughter."

(End of this chapter)