Time flies by, and it’s New Year’s Eve, and every household is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations to welcome the New Year.

Because they were unable to book air tickets, Jiang Hua and his family decided after discussion that they would drive to Shanghai on the second day of the Lunar New Year to pay New Year greetings to Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Hua has read the letter sent by Mr. Jiang. It just says that he is seriously ill and he is afraid that he will not have much time left. He wants to see Jiang Hua's mother and son.

The details of the illness were not included in the letter. After Jiang Hua talked with his mother, they both felt that the old man might be worried that they would not go and deliberately exaggerated the illness. This is understandable. After all, Zhao Guilan did not reply to any of the letters he wrote to his mother before.

Seeing them as mother and son, one can understand why they exaggerate their condition.

"Dad, do you think the dumplings I made are beautiful?"

The daughter plopped over and raised a crooked dumpling in her hand.

"It's so beautiful. The dumplings made by my daughter must be delicious. Can you save one for grandma later?"

Zhao Guilan smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. She picked up her granddaughter and put her on her knees.

"Grandma, let me tell you a secret. I secretly marked the dumpling where my mother put coins. The dumpling with a small piece missing means the one with coins."

Nannan whispered in grandma's ear.

Jiang Hua was sitting next to him. Hearing what his daughter whispered to his grandmother, he couldn't laugh or cry. His daughter was really a clever little girl.

"Brother-in-law, let's take a family photo later, shall we?"

Su Danyue was playing with the camera. She had recently become obsessed with photography and had joined the school's interest club. Her photography skills improved rapidly, but she wasted a bit on film.

"Okay, let's take a family photo every Spring Festival from now on."

Jiang Hua wanted to use photos to record the life changes of his family.

This year is the first Spring Festival he celebrated after his rebirth. It is very memorable and worth recording with photos.

Looking at his happy daughter, his wife who is busy in the kitchen, his sister-in-law playing with the camera, and his smiling mother, Jiang Hua feels very happy in his heart. The family is happy, and this year has been a happy one.

Contrary to the happy life of Jiang Hua's family, the People's Hospital of Modu was deserted.

During the Chinese New Year, most of the hospitalized patients went back, and those who stayed in the hospital and did not go home were basically critically ill patients.

No one will feel happy staying in the hospital for the Spring Festival, even the doctors and nurses on duty. Although they are in the hospital, their hearts have already flown home.

Nephrology department, in a three-person ward.

Jiang Yihong's eyes were dull, lying on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Occasionally his eyes would move, making people feel that this skinny old man was still alive.

Uremia is very tormenting, and every dialysis session is a devastation to the body. If he didn't still have his unfulfilled wish, he would have wanted to die. Life was too tiring.

"Lao Jiang, what do you want us to do if we persist like this?"

asked the patient on the bed next to him.

In order to facilitate management, the hospital transferred two critically ill patients in the department together.

He is luckier than Jiang Yihong. Although he is also in the late stage of uremia, at least he has family to take care of him. Jiang Yihong is alone. Ever since he took his son and daughter to court, the pair of unfilial children have never been seen again.

he.

"I just have some wishes that are gone. I want to wait and see."

Jiang Yihong said weakly.

The sound of firecrackers can be heard outside, and even in the deserted ward, one can feel the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

His memory returned to twenty years ago. He couldn't remember what the little boy who was hiding behind his parents looked like. Counting the time, he had grown up. He didn't even see him before he died.

Very unwilling.

"Professor Jiang, Happy New Year."

The nurse on duty walked into the ward with a freshly cooked dumpling and a smile.

Although she is a little regretful that she cannot go home for a reunion dinner, she is lucky compared to the two patients who have only a short time to live. At least next year, she will be able to have a happy reunion dinner with her family.

"Thanks."

Jiang Yihong struggled to sit up, feeling a hint of warmth in his cold heart.

Although his son and daughter no longer care about him, at least the nurses in the hospital still remember him, and his life this year is finally not so desperate.

A little girl who looked like a high school student, carrying a schoolbag, poked her head outside the ward.

"Qiqi, why are you here?"

Jiang Yihong was stunned for a moment when he saw the little girl. This was his granddaughter Jiang Siqi.

"Grandpa, dad and aunt don't care about you. It doesn't matter. I secretly packed a few dishes from home. Let's have a reunion dinner together. I'll celebrate the New Year with you."

Jiang Siqi rushed into the ward and, like magic, took out several packaged meals from the schoolbag behind her.

"This girl has a filial heart and is much better than my granddaughter."

The patient next to me sighed with emotion.

Jiang Yihong looked at his slim little granddaughter and felt like tears filled his eyes. He finally lived a life that was not a failure. Although he raised a pair of white-eyed wolf children, his granddaughter has a filial piety. Those who are older than the Chinese New Year still remember him as a hospital patient.

grandfather.

"Old man, I'm going to bring the folding table in the duty room. Today we are a family and we will have a good reunion dinner."

The nurse was also infected by the atmosphere in front of her.

"Okay, let's have a family reunion dinner."

Jiang Yihong seemed to have received a shot of cardiotonic and suddenly became energetic.

Compared with Jiang Yihong's simple reunion dinner, Jiang Hua's family's reunion dinner was undoubtedly much richer.

On weekdays, Su Zhirou is quite frugal, but today, during the Chinese New Year, she changed from her usual frugality and prepared several big dishes.

"It's time to eat. The last dish is Tuanyu hot pot. I added quail eggs. I hope our family will always be reunited."

Su Zhirou took the steaming hot pot and placed it in the middle of the dining table.

"Then this fried fish fillet, does it mean that the fortune star will shine brightly?"

Jiang Hua poured drinks for his family with a smile.

"I see that you are really obsessed with money. All you can think about is money."

Zhao Guilan rolled her eyes at her son. The situation at home was getting better now, but her son was running around outside all year round, and it was difficult for her to see him even once.

"I will definitely make time to spend more time with my family next year, I promise!"

Jiang Hua had a good attitude in admitting his mistake. He held his mother's shoulders and pushed her down to the main seat to sit down.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

Su Danyue held up her camera and recorded the scene of a happy family having a family reunion dinner.

"Auntie, you are not good. The teacher said you can't play with toys while eating."

The girl's innocent words made the whole family laugh.

"Xiaoyue, did you hear me? Put down the toys and come over for dinner."

Jiang Hua said cheerfully.

"Smelly girl, I feel sorry for you for nothing."

Su Danyue looked miserable, put down the camera, ran over and pinched her niece's face.

Su Zhirou wiped her hands with her apron, looking at the warm scene in front of her with a smile.

"My dear wife, don't stand around. Please take a seat."

Jiang Hua took the initiative to walk over and help Su Zhirou untie her apron.

"Glib tongue."
Chapter completed!