Zhao Guoyang and Zhao Xiaojing spent an hour and a half in Jianghai County, with gifts in their hands, which was really hard to take, so they gave up.

Carrying a full of gifts, Zhao Guoyang and Zhao Xiaojing came downstairs to the uncle's house talking and laughing.

He Guoping’s home is a two-story small building, which is a dormitory divided by the unit.

It is said to be a small building, but it is actually no different from a bungalow. The first floor is a collective utility room, and the second floor is a five-family house crowded in a corridor, and in fact each household only has one room.

My uncle's house is the innermost room. If you want to enter, you have to pass through several other families.

Today is the weekend, and several families are not going out at home. When Zhao Guoyang and Zhao Xiaojing are carrying things upstairs, everyone sees it.

As soon as I saw two young men carrying so many things on the left and right, the eyes of several neighbors were a little straight.

One of the elder sisters couldn't help but greet him, "Little brother, my sister, whose gift are you giving? Could it be that you were wrong?"

Zhao Guoyang smiled and said nothing. Zhao Xiaojing, who was beside him, replied politely: "Sister, that's right, didn't He Guoping live upstairs?"

"Ah? Are you giving gifts to He Guoping?" the elder sister asked with a confused look on her face.

"Yes? He Guoping is our uncle, my brother and I come to visit him." Zhao Xiaojing said naturally.

"Oh, it turns out that it is the nephew and niece of the old He family, so it's no wonder."

Perhaps hearing Zhao Xiaojing's impatientness, the woman did not continue to ask questions, but just reminded: "But, child, don't blame the elder sister for being too talkative. You should know what disease the woman in the He family has? Don't stay for too long and be careful of being infected!"

After hearing her obviously discriminatory words, Zhao Xiaojing became a little angry.

Seeing that his sister seemed to be about to get angry, Zhao Guoyang pulled her hand and signaled her to calm down.

Turning his head, Zhao Guoyang looked at the woman and said lightly: "Sister, there are some things that are not true to the truth. My aunt has pneumonia, and this disease is almost infectious. It is not good for you to publicize it like this."

"Pneumonia? Isn't it just tuberculosis? Everyone knows this disease and it cannot be cured!" The eldest sister hummed indifferently.

Seeing the woman's disapproval, Zhao Guoyang ignored him, took Zhao Xiaojing's hand and walked inside.

The two walked to the innermost family in the corridor and saw that the door was locked, and a slight choking sound came from inside. It must be that this family was right.

Zhao Guoyang and his sister nodded and gently knocked on the door of the room.

"Who?" Soon, a girl's slightly hoarse voice came from inside.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhao Xiaojing responded quickly: "Xiaohui, it's me, Xiaojing! My brother and I are here to see your mother!"

After Zhao Xiaojing finished speaking, the door was quickly opened. A tall girl with a ponytail appeared in front of the two.

This girl with a mature curve that is extremely inconsistent with the youth is naturally He Hui, the eldest daughter of her uncle.

Seeing Zhao Guoyang and Zhao Xiaojing, He Hui was slightly stunned and then said happily: "Ah, it's really you, Guoyang cousin!"

"Hello Xiaohui, Xiaohui! I haven't seen each other for a while and I've grown taller!" Zhao Guoyang gestured.

He Hui smiled and turned to look at Zhao Xiaojing: "Xiaojing, haven't you told me about it? I won't bother you anymore. Why don't you listen? I even sent my cousin to me..."

Zhao Xiaojing raised her eyebrows and said, "Xiaohui, I can't make the decision. What do you want me to do? Can I be disobedient as a sister?"

Seeing that He Hui seemed to have a lot of things to say, Zhao Guoyang burst into laughter and said, "Xiaohui, if you have anything to say, let's go into the house and say it. How good is this standing at the door?"

He Hui hesitated for a moment, but still turned sideways to let Zhao Guoyang and Zhao Xiaojing into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Guoyang smelled a faint smell of Chinese medicine. Obviously, this was the medicine my aunt made to treat pneumonia.

The room of more than 20 square meters is divided into three rooms by wooden boards. It is actually only enough to put down a bed. Since the lights are not turned on, the room looks a little dim.

On the big bed on the eastmost side, a middle-aged woman with a pale complexion and thin face was leaning on the bed and crying silently.

She seemed not to notice Zhao Guoyang. Zhao Xiaojing came in and her chest kept undulating, as if there was phlegm to spit out at any time.

This woman with an unhealthy expression is naturally Zhao Guoyang’s aunt Zeng Xiuhong.

This aunt was considered a beauty back then, but unfortunately her beauty was poor. After giving birth to two children, she somehow got this disease and never cured it.

After putting down the gift in his hand, Zhao Guoyang pulled Zhao Xiaojing to say hello to his aunt.

"Aunt, Xiaojing and I are here to see you, are you okay?" Zhao Guoyang sat down on the edge of the bed with concern and asked with Zeng Xiuhong's hand.

Seeing Zhao Guoyang's action, He Hui, who was standing there, was a little moved, and tears kept spinning in her eyes.

Zeng Xiuhong was awakened by Zhao Guoyang's voice. She opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at Zhao Guoyang and Zhao Xiaojing in a daze, as if she had not recognized anyone for a while.

"Mom, it's my aunt's cousin Guoyang and Xiaojing who are visiting you." He Hui said quickly.

"Ah, Guoyang, it's Guoyang!" Zeng Xiuhong's eyes flashed with light when he heard Zhao Guoyang's name.

Obviously, she still cared about Zhao Guoyang's nephew.

As she seemed to feel something was wrong, Zeng Xiuhong hurriedly wanted to break free from Zhao Guoyang's hand and said hurriedly: "Guoyang, my aunt's disease is tuberculosis and it will be contagious. You can get out of the way!"

Zhao Guoyang ignored his aunt's words. He pinched his aunt's hand hard and explained sincerely: "Auntie, don't talk nonsense. What era is this? Why are you talking about the feudal word "tuberculosis"?"

Seeing his aunt's a little surprised, Zhao Guoyang explained: "You, the disease you have is just pneumonia, which is not a problem at all."

"Most pneumonia are not contagious. Ordinary people will only develop due to bacterial infection when they are low in immunity."

Zhao Guoyang then comforted: "And with current medical methods, pneumonia is not a terminal illness, aunt, you don't have to worry at all."

"But, they all said..." Zeng Xiuhong said quietly.

Zhao Guoyang looked up and said, "Auntie, do you believe in the nonsense of those people, or do you believe in science, and believe in me?"

"You should know that I went to college. Isn't the knowledge I know less than those who are just gossiping?"
Chapter completed!