It was a big deal for the Qu family that Qu Fu was admitted to a university. The banquet was naturally held at Fatty's restaurant.
He Zhou had come back because his grandmother was sick and happened to attend the banquet.
After the banquet, he gave Qu Fu a pen. Qu Fu accepted it with a smile.
"Thank you." She twisted the cap off the pen and filled it with ink. She found a piece of waste paper on the desk in the office and started writing.
"It looks like a boy's handwriting." He Zhou had to admit that her handwriting was very beautiful. In comparison, his looked like a dog's. When she finished writing, he unconsciously read, "The Son of Heaven called me but refused to come on board. He called himself a god of wine. Two sentences, three years of hard work. One sentence, two tears … "
Qu Fu smiled and said, "Nonsense. I learned from Yan Zhenqing. Of course, I write like a man. When I have my own style, I won't be like anyone else."
He Zhou nodded. "Yes, but it looks good no matter how you look at it."
"Thank you for coming." She smiled bitterly. "Actually, I didn't want to do it. I don't like to be stared at like a monkey in a crowd."
In her family, she could sometimes be in charge.
But sometimes, she couldn't insist on her own opinions. For example, when her father, a man, told her about his hardships and difficulties with tears and snot, she had to compromise to satisfy her father's request.
Actually, she understood her father's intention. On the surface, it was to celebrate her advancement to a university, but in reality, it was to show the Qu family's style to the outside world. She was a university student, and even her brother, who was called a fool, had become a rich man.
It was obvious that her father's goal had been achieved. This time, not only did some relatives and friends of the Qu family come, but there were also relatives from her mother's side that she had long lost contact with.
Even in the downtown area, no one cared about her, let alone in the suburbs.
Of course, another reason was her mother's problem. She had a mental problem and couldn't communicate with others. After a long time, it had faded.
Through this banquet, it seemed that the broken relationship between relatives had been continued.
"I don't like it either." He Zhou understood her very well. After all, her mother had shown him the same way back then. "It's a pity that you chose Pujiang. When does school start? I'll pick you up at Pujiang station. "
What he didn't expect was that Qufu would choose to go to Pujiang University. According to her cut-off point, she had more choices.
Qufu smiled and said, "It's close to home. It's only a ten-hour train ride. Let's start school in mid-September. I don't need you to pick me up. I'm not that unreasonable. "
This was her truest thought.
He Zhou said, "I'll contact you by phone when the time comes."
Qu Fu handed the pen to He Zhou and said with a smile, "Write. I want to see your handwriting."
He Zhou smiled awkwardly. "My handwriting is very ugly."
He was very honest.
"Let me see," Qu Fu insisted.
Seeing her insistence, He Zhou had no choice but to take the pen and brace himself to write on the paper: Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundred battles, I will not return until I break Lou Lan.
Qu Fu had originally thought that He Zhou was being modest, but now it seemed that he was speaking the truth. Not to mention comparing himself to her, he was far inferior to her brother, Qu Yang. She regretted revealing He Zhou's secret.
She stared at his words and pondered for a long time. Finally, she smiled and said, "Not bad. At least I can recognize what you wrote."
"You're really good at chatting." He Zhou rolled his eyes at her and sighed. "I've copied a lot of calligraphy, but it's useless."
Qu Fu said, "Then you must have never copied calligraphy. You must be careful when you write. Write the strokes horizontally and vertically. Think about the structure of the calligraphy at all times. You can't connect the strokes randomly and simplify it."
Unable to hold it in any longer, she picked up the fountain pen again and rewrote He Zhou's words. She smiled and said, "For example, the word 'Lou' has a left-right structure. You wrote it a little too closely, and the strokes aren't right either. Every word has a fixed pattern."
He Zhou sighed and said, "Forget it. I'm hopeless. I'll slowly change it in the future."
The only thing he could show now was his signature. After all, he had to sign documents frequently.
Zhao Chunfang had been staying in the county hospital for a month. She was unwilling to go to the provincial capital, and even more unwilling to go to a big city with better medical conditions.
According to her daughter's conditions, she could have arranged for her to go to the best hospitals in the world at any time.
However, she was unwilling to do so.
She knew in her heart that she was hopeless. She had been smart all her life. Even if her daughters deliberately hid their illness, she still knew in her heart.
She got carsick and was afraid of being tossed around. She didn't want to take a plane. If it wasn't for the doctor giving her painkillers, she wouldn't even be able to stay in the county hospital.
She had been tossed around all her life and had given birth to five children in a row. She was very stubborn about having a son.
She could eat, had a sharp tongue, and scolded people, but she was definitely not a lazy person. Although she relied on her eldest daughter to do most of the housework, the work in the field was no less than what she did with He Laoxi. Relying on her physical advantage, she could carry a load of 50 kilograms as if she was flying.
When she went to bed, she had a pair of scissors. When she got out of bed, she had a hoe. She could do both heavy and delicate work.
Therefore, even if she had many shortcomings, she still had aspects that were worthy of the villagers' admiration.
"Mom, why don't you listen to me? Let's go to a big hospital in the provincial capital. We can do a small operation there and we'll be fine." Zhao Di was still trying her best. She had been taking care of her mother in the hospital for a month. Although the siblings took turns to take care of her, she was still very tired. Her eyelids hadn't relaxed at all.
"There's a lot of water in the latrine. It stinks." Zhao Chunfang looked sick. Her originally plump face quickly shriveled and her eyes dimmed. However, she still tried her best to shout according to her usual temperament. However, her voice wasn't that strong. After shouting, she used up all her strength and immediately became listless.
Zhao Di smiled bitterly. "We have to be treated if we're sick. Otherwise, you'll be the one suffering, right?"
Zhao Chunfang didn't say anything.
Zhao Di continued, "The doctor said that I'll be fine after the operation."
Actually, when she was lying to her mother, she was also lying to herself.
The doctor had made it very clear that the operation was very risky. Even if it was successful, it would only prolong her mother's life for half a year at most.
However, even if it was only half a year, she was willing to fight for it.
"I'm not afraid of dying on the operating table. I'm afraid of dying on the road. It's summer," Zhao Chunfang said after gathering some strength. "I'll stink in an instant. I want to put powder on my face and enter the coffin. Don't torture me."
"Then you really won't go?" If her mother was really unwilling, Zhao Di decided to respect her mother's opinion. She would watch her mother suffer every day and insist on performing the operation just to live for half a year. It didn't mean that she was really filial.
Zhao Chunfang nodded and closed her eyes slightly. Obviously, she didn't want to talk anymore.
Zhao Di took a towel and wiped her forehead. She was about to leave the ward quietly when she heard her mother calling her.
"I want to eat sugar cane." Zhao Chunfang still didn't open her eyes.
"I'll buy it for you." Even if she knew that her mother wouldn't move, it was difficult for her to even eat noodles now.
PS: It has nothing to do with the protagonist. It's purely a side story. You can order it or not. Recently, I've been treating lumbar and cervical vertebrae. Recently, I've been messing around on Weibo: Coder's Fancy Hat.
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