lerbook Chapter 98 The first generation doesn't concern itself with the second.
Chapter 98 The first generation doesn't concern itself with the second.
Chapter 98 One generation doesn't concern itself with the next.
nine in the morning.
The sun was already high in the sky.
Although it was the weekend, Uncle and Wei Feiyu had a full schedule of work. While the rest of the people were still in bed sleeping, they went out early and started their busy work.
Apart from these two very busy people, the group went downstairs one after another, had a quick breakfast made by Ah Yan, and then went to the hospital.
Yu Huan, with Qianqian on her left and Lin Yourong on her right, followed at the very back of the group.
The three of them walked side by side down the steps.
Yu Huan glanced around and saw that only two cars were parked quietly in the spacious courtyard.
Besides Lao Lin's Crown, there was also a red Porsche Cayenne in the corner. I didn't get a good look at it yesterday because of the rain. But with two cars, there was enough room for seven adults and one child.
Uncle and Lao Lin greeted each other, and the two families got into their respective cars.
Sister Yan opened the driver's side door, turned around and called out to her daughter, "Qianqian! Are you going with your great-uncle and the others?"
"Yes!" Sisi nodded emphatically, emphasizing quite seriously, "I want to ride in the car with my aunt and uncle!"
My uncle put one foot in the passenger seat, turned around at the sound, and chuckled, "What a little tagalong!"
"I'm not a tagalong, I'm my aunt and uncle's little follower!" Sisi proudly raised her head.
Hear the words.
Lin Yourong smiled and pinched her chubby little face before carrying her into the car.
Old Lin, who had already opened the car door and was about to get into the passenger seat, reached out to Yu Huan and said, "Let me drive."
"Ok."
After handing the car keys to Lao Lin, Yu Huan glanced back at the imposing three-story building.
The sky was clear and blue, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining. Against the backdrop of blue sky and white clouds, the outlines were extremely distinct under the sunlight.
After all, it was my first time visiting Lin Yourong's relatives' home, and I only stayed there for one night. However, everything that happened last night still seemed vivid in my mind.
If yesterday was a new arrival and I felt a little unfamiliar with the place, I can now truly feel that I have integrated into Lin Yourong's circle of relatives.
However, this incident happened suddenly, so next time I visit, I must bring some good cigarettes and alcohol.
Yu Huan pondered for a moment, then climbed into the back seat.
Old Lin started the engine, turned around to make sure everyone was seated, and then turned around in the empty courtyard.
We drove slowly and steadily toward the wrought iron gate.
The mother-in-law turned her head from the passenger seat to look at Qianqian, who was sitting between the young couple, and teased, "Qianqian, since you like your aunt and uncle so much, why don't you just come to Xingcheng with us? How about it?"
"No!" Sisi shook her head like a rattle-drum: "Grandma, I'm in first grade now, not in kindergarten anymore, I can't just take leave!"
The mother-in-law smiled and said, "Then let him study in Xingcheng!"
"No, that won't do. My parents will be sad if they can't see me!"
Lin Yourong suddenly said, "Wouldn't you be sad if you couldn't see me and your uncle?"
Upon hearing this, Sisi was completely dumbfounded, as if something had gone wrong: "I, I..."
I was speechless for a long time.
Her face looked aggrieved, and her eyes welled up with tears.
Old Lin glanced in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Qianqian, it's almost Chinese New Year, how about your aunt and uncle help you set off fireworks then?"
Upon hearing this, Sisi instantly skipped the bug and burst into laughter through her tears: "Okay!"
Lin Yourong pinched her right cheek: "Auntie will throw firecrackers with you!"
“Then I’m going to throw away five boxes!” Sisi held up five of her fair and delicate fingers.
Seeing this, Yu Huan pinched her left cheek: "Uncle will play with you on a rocket!"
The two of them took turns drawing the pie in the sky. Sisi seemed to be surrounded by immense happiness, and she couldn't contain her joy, cheering, "I want to play with the fairy wands too!"
The sun was shining brightly this morning, and the road conditions were excellent. I arrived at the hospital in less than twenty minutes.
Slightly chaotic footsteps echoed slowly in the quiet corridor on the seventh floor of the inpatient ward.
My uncle was the first to push open the door.
He led the group in single file.
Following behind, Yu Huan saw that the hospital bed had been rocked up to create a comfortable backrest angle.
Grandpa Duan leaned back against the soft pillows and backrest, his gaze fixed intently on the television screen on the wall.
I am currently watching the TV series "Ge Erdan the Militia" with great interest.
This is a not-so-serious war drama. It has only been released for a few days. Huang Bo's authentic Jiaodong dialect is very funny, and the old man couldn't stop laughing.
Seeing his energetic appearance, everyone was immediately relieved.
A woman in her early forties was lying on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, taking a nap with her eyes closed.
As the group of eight entered the ward, she immediately opened her eyes, quickly sat up, and slipped on her cotton shoes. Her uncle lowered his head and said to her with a smile, "Xiaoli, thank you for your hard work."
She bent down to pick up her shoe heels, stood up, and shook her head with a smile, her face slightly tired: "It's not hard work, it's what I should do. Uncle's swallowing function has recovered a bit, and he drank half a bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge by himself this morning."
Hearing this, Auntie said with a beaming smile, "Thank you for your hard work. Now that we've come to take over, Xiaoli, you should go back and rest."
Her gaze swept over Yu Huan and Lin Yourong, who was wearing a hat and mask. Suppressing her curiosity about these two strangers, she didn't ask any more questions and hurriedly nodded, "Okay, Sister Yu."
The ward window faces south, so it's sunny and bright, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling.
People gathered around the hospital bed to visit the old man.
After thinking for a moment, Ayan pulled Xixi along.
He crouched down, his face serious, and whispered to her, "Great-Grandpa is sick. We need to be good children, not make noise, and keep quiet so that Great-Grandpa can rest well and recover soon. Can you do that?"
Sisi nodded sensibly and replied softly, "Okay, Mom, I definitely won't disturb Great-Grandpa!"
After saying that, she pursed her lips into a tight line, took Ah Yan's hand, and followed behind the others, afraid of disturbing her great-grandfather on the sickbed.
Amidst a series of greetings.
Grandpa Duan waved to everyone as a greeting.
He tilted his head, looking at Lin Yourong who had walked closer. His chest heaved as he adjusted his breathing. His voice was hoarse and low as he slowly said, "Wearing a mask, don't you find it stuffy?"
The night passed, and although he felt good, he still had some difficulty speaking. Every word seemed to be forcibly pulled out from the depths of his throat.
Uncle chimed in with a laugh: "Dad, you don't understand. Your granddaughter is a big star now. If she goes out without a mask and people recognize her, she'll be surrounded by a swarm of fans!"
“Not a shred of freedom is left.” Old Master Duan looked at Lin Yourong, who was taking off her mask, with a hint of pity in his eyes.
My aunt said, "That's right, every move you make will be watched."
Old Lin shook his head: "She brought this on herself."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong immediately rolled her eyes at Old Lin: "It's my own life, of course I get to decide for myself!"
"Okay, okay, you're the most opinionated one."
Seeing the father and daughter bickering again, the mother-in-law, sensing the tension, said with a smile, "You Rong has loved singing since she was little, and as adults, we should naturally respect her decision."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Duan shifted his gaze to Yu Huan, his lips moving slightly: "Little Yu, this is You Rong's ideal since childhood, and I hope you will support and understand it."
Years later, some post-95s celebrities and idols love to cultivate a "rich second generation" persona.
You could throw any stone and hit several of the rich young masters, heiresses, and socialites that fans talk about.
However, when someone comes from a truly wealthy family, their insistence on entering the entertainment industry is simply incomprehensible.
Take, for example, the little princess from Huawei.
However, this glimpse reveals the whole picture; the doting affection shown by the adults in the family is just one example.
Yu Huan quickly stepped forward and said sincerely, "Grandpa, please rest assured, I will always stand by her side, respect her choices, and do my best to help her and support her ideals."
Old Master Duan smiled and nodded slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with his statement.
He then turned to Old Lin and said, "These two young men are both in their mid-twenties, not young anymore. Have you adults discussed when you're going to get married?"
After listening to her grandfather's words, Lin Yourong suddenly felt a strange tension and subconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes.
The words just fell.
Grandpa Duan took a breath and smoothly replied, "While I'm still here."
Without hesitation, Old Lin laughed and said, "Dad, Xiao Fang and I have discussed it with our in-laws. In order to protect the young couple's privacy, we may have to keep our marriage a secret and have decided to postpone the wedding for now."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Duan licked his lips, tilted his head, looked at Lin Yourong who was obviously very nervous, and then looked at Yu Huan who had a smile on her face.
This smile wasn't forced; it flowed naturally across her face, making her features more vivid and three-dimensional, creating a sunny and positive image.
A moment of silence followed.
Grandpa Duan withdrew his gaze and said somewhat helplessly, "The first generation is none of my business, the second generation is none of my business. As long as you have a plan, that's good."
These words made the mother-in-law sigh softly.
She knew her father perfectly well, of course.
He usually worries about everything concerning his juniors, big or small, but now he actually says, "The first generation doesn't concern itself with the affairs of the second generation."
It seems that this sudden illness has changed his mindset; he really feels that he's getting old.
However, it's clear that he's very satisfied with Yu Huan, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a hurry to marry off his granddaughter.
My uncle grinned, showing off his two big gold teeth, and said jokingly, "So Dad, you need to take good care of yourself after you're discharged from the hospital. Even if you say it's a secret marriage, you still have to go to Xiao Yu's house to check things out, right?"
"Hey~"
Old Master Duan waved his hand, but his son-in-law was grinning and clearly teasing him. He wasn't senile yet, and naturally could see through it.
(End of this chapter)