540 Physical Recovery

Zhang Cong hugged Old Madam Zhang's arm ingratiatingly. Not that Zhang Qian was no longer able to give him that 1,000 dollars, someone had to give him some money.

"Grandma~ Look at how hard my father hit Sun Yan just now. Can you give me some money to buy some fruits ~" Zhang Cong said.

"Fruits? What fruits? You still have the cheek to ask for money! If you know about this, why haven't you told us earlier! If I know about this, how will our family not get a single cent! We really raised those two children for nothing for so many years! How much of the food I paid for did they eat! Just thinking about it makes my heart ache!" Old Madam Zhang said with a pained expression.

Zhang Cong pointed at the room Sun Yan was in and said, "Yan Yan is pregnant with your great-grandchild! You're going to be a great-grandmother! Just now, my father almost sent Sun Yan to the hospital with that slap! You can't just care about those two children and not care about your great-grandchild!"

Right now, Zhang Cong was the only person in the family who had a job and was earning money. If she made him unhappy and he left home like Zhang Qian, she would not be able to live her life well!

Old Madam Zhang walked into her room slowly and closed the door tightly, afraid that Zhang Cong would be able to peep through the gap and see where she hid her money.

After much consideration, she decided to give Zhang Cong five dollars. Five dollars was enough for him to buy all the good fruits from the stall!

"Here you go! Don't spend too much, do you hear me! I'm buying it for my great-grandson!" Old Madam Zhang said unwillingly.

Zhang Qian took the money with a smile and turned around to go back into the room to coax Sun Yan.

After a day, there was also good news from the village. Zhang Wei had woken up!

The doctor at the clinic gave him a simple checkup and agreed to let him leave only after confirming that there were no problems.

"Xiao Wei, your mother and elder sister are both taking care of your youngest sister in the county city. Why don't you come to auntie's house to stay for a couple of days and go home only when your mother comes back," Zhao Liang's wife said.

Zhao Liang also chimed in, "That's right. We're also worried about you being at home alone. Come home with me and play at my house."

Zhang Wei missed Zhang Miao very much. He wanted to go to the county city, but he felt like he had already troubled Uncle Zhao Liang enough. He would feel bad if they even had to bring him to the county city.

"Uncle Zhao, is grandfather at home?" Zhang Wei asked.

"Yes, yes, he's at home. Your grandfather has already come over three or four times. Seeing that you're still not awake, he went home to make chicken soup. He's using fresh chicken!" the auntie said.

Zhang Wei hurriedly jumped up from the bed and wanted to rush home. Zhao Liang grabbed Zhang Wei and said, "Wait, wait! Your auntie and I will send you back! Look at how anxious you are!"

Zhao Liang drove the three-wheeled vehicle and sent his wife and Zhang Wei to Qiao Qiang's house.

Before they reached the house, they could already smell the strong fragrance of chicken soup from afar. Smoke rose from the chimney as Qiao Qiang stood in front of the firewood in the courtyard to chop up the wood.

As soon as the vehicle stopped, Zhang Wei jumped down and ran straight towards Qiao Qiang.

He could no longer suppress the longing in his heart. Compared to his biological father, he preferred this grandfather who was not related to him by blood.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa, I'm back!" Zhang Wei rushed over and knelt on the ground, hugging Qiao Qiang's legs.

"Get up quickly. What's wrong? Hurry up and get up! Grandpa still has an ax in my hand. What if I hurt you." Qiao Qiang hurriedly put the ax aside and helped Zhang Wei up from the ground.

At this moment, tears were streaming down Zhang Wei's face. He felt aggrieved, sad, but also grateful to Qiao Qiang. At the same time, he was traumatized by what happened.

"Don't cry anymore. Come into the house with me. I've made some delicious chicken soup for you. I even put some ginseng root in it! You need some nourishment!" Qiao Qiang said as he patted Zhang Wei's shoulder.

Zhao Liang carried the wash basin and thermos and walked into the courtyard. He smiled and said, "Uncle Qiao! The doctor says that Xiao Wei is fine and is a lot better. He just needs to rest at home."

Qiao Qiang hurriedly went forward to hold onto Zhao Liang. If not for Zhao Liang's help yesterday, these two children would probably have it much worse.

All these years, Zhao Liang had been willing to help him with everything, no matter big or small. Even when he did not have any money back then and Qiao Mei was young, unruly and willful, Zhao Liang did not mind at all.

When he was bullied by Qiao Zhuang's family, Zhao Liang had also stepped forward to speak up for him. After so many years, he had long treated Zhao Liang like part of his family.