usatvline Chapter 92 What big thing did you do?
Chapter 92 What big thing did you do?
Chapter 92 What big thing did you do?
"Xiao Yu, You Rong, you two sit on the sofa!" Uncle called out, moving himself to a small round stool at one end of the coffee table.
Lin Yourong quickly said, "Uncle, please sit down. We young people can sit on stools."
“There’s a four-seater sofa, so all of you can squeeze in,” Uncle said with a smile, plopping down on a round stool. “Anyway, I’m not moving here.”
After tucking the blanket around Grandpa Duan, his aunt strolled over and, seeing this, quickly said, "You can sit anywhere, why are you being so polite with your uncle!"
"Alright then." Lin Yourong nodded.
As soon as she and Yu Huan sat down, Qianqian hurriedly took small steps, went around the coffee table, and knelt down on the sofa next to Yu Huan.
Then, he turned around and hugged Yu Huan's left arm tightly.
Seeing this, her aunt was both amused and exasperated: "Sisi, you cling to handsome uncles like glue, don't you?"
"Not uncle, but cousin-in-law!" Sisi emphasized, tilting her head back and pouting as if she could hang an oil bottle on her lips.
After seeing and hearing everything she had heard, and after some careful consideration, she felt that this name was definitely correct.
No more changes!
Everyone laughed.
Because she was so adorable, Yu Huan couldn't help but raise her right hand and touch her pigtails.
Sisi looked at him with a grin: "Did I call you that right, Uncle-in-law!"
Yu Huan felt Lin Yourong on his right secretly pinching his arm, but he remained calm and said firmly, "This way of addressing him is correct!"
“You really should call him Uncle-in-law.” Auntie watched this scene with a smile on her face.
Apart from my uncle, everyone else squeezed onto the sofa.
Before they could exchange more than a few words, Old Lin and his mother-in-law arrived at the ward, just one after the other, following Wei Feiyu and his wife.
After exchanging greetings and pleasantries, everyone...
Because there were too many people and not enough seats on the sofa, Wei Feiyu pulled Qianqian aside and hurriedly made room for her.
Ah Yan also got up and went to the tea station, picked up the thermos, and started making tea for everyone.
Old Lin and his mother-in-law first moved to the bedside and looked at the old man.
The mother-in-law called out softly a few times.
Seeing that the old man did not react, his face looked peaceful and serene, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady and even, he had actually fallen asleep.
Old Lin hurriedly went over and turned off the bedside lamp.
The two turned around and sat down on the sofa one after the other.
The mother-in-law smiled and looked at her aunt beside her: "Dad is asleep."
Auntie raised her head and glanced at the hospital bed: "Dad didn't sleep all night. We all went to coax him to sleep for half the morning, but he still couldn't fall asleep. It's good that he's asleep now."
"Speaking of which, Grandpa's favorite is still Rongmei. When she came, Grandpa was able to speak one word at a time right away." Wei Feiyu stood with his hands on his hips, chewing betel nut incessantly. "He had only chatted with Rongmei for a while, and she fell asleep right away!"
The aunt immediately glared at her son: "How can you talk like that? Doesn't your grandfather love you?"
Wei Feiyu shrugged: "I don't know if my grandfather is in pain or not, but he used to beat me a lot when I was little!"
"Who told you to start climbing on the roof and tearing off tiles whenever you hung out with your cousin when you were little!" Old Lin chuckled. "As the saying goes, 'Spare the rod and spoil the child,' but Yourong is a girl, so it's not good to hit or scold her."
Wei Feiyu nodded, not dwelling on the topic, and instead said generously, "Since my uncle's whole family is here, and this is the first time I've met Yu Huan, I'll arrange dinner tonight!"
Old Lin took the steaming enamel cup that Ayan handed him and sipped the hot tea: "Feiyu, your uncle has already booked a private room at a Hunan restaurant."
The mother-in-law smiled and said, "The restaurant we went to for lunch was really good. We're planning to go there again tonight."
"Hey!" Wei Feiyu waved his hand and said, "Aren't you tired of eating Hunan cuisine every day? I'll take you guys to get some seafood tonight! Although Wuling is a small city, a high-end seafood restaurant recently opened on Gaoshan Street. The ingredients are all air-freighted from Sansha. I've been there several times, and the quality is excellent!"
Sisi was squatting next to her uncle, playing with a cup of hot water on the coffee table, moving it around. Hearing this, she immediately cheered, "Yay! I want to eat lobster! I want to eat crab!"
Her uncle turned around and covered her face: "Keep your voice down, your great-grandfather is still sleeping. Also, don't interrupt when adults are talking!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Old Lin placed the enamel mug on the coffee table, looked up and said, "Feiyu, isn't this making you spend money?"
"Uncle, this is no expense. It's nothing!" Wei Feiyu nodded slightly, beaming. "Besides, I've already had Ayan make all the arrangements at home. After dinner, your whole family can come and stay there tonight."
"We're all family! Don't be so polite." The uncle chimed in, noticing that Lin Yourong and Yu Huan were holding hands tightly, leaning on each other without making a sound.
Lin Yourong's head, covered by a hat, was gently resting on Yu Huan's shoulder.
The two looked inseparable.
scare!
This young man!
He immediately pointed at them, then turned to Wei Feiyu and said, "Look at them, how loving they are! And look at you and Ayan—" He then changed the subject, "When are you going to give me another grandson?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Feiyu immediately turned around to serve tea to Ayan, his face full of eagerness, placing a cup in each hand on the coffee table: "What do you mean, 'look at other people'? Ayan and I just don't show affection in public!"
As for the following sentence, he simply ignored it.
One child is troublesome enough, why have two?
“You already have a grandson, but I don’t have one!” Old Lin said to his uncle, glancing slightly at Lin Yourong and Yu Huan, his words carrying a hidden meaning.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong lowered the brim of her hat, tilted her head, and indicated that she had no desire to participate in their conversation.
Yu Huan sat upright, a shy smile on her face. It must be said that although it was a hospital room, the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant because Grandpa Duan's condition had improved.
The crowd chattered amongst themselves, their voices rising and falling, and time flew by; before they knew it, it was six o'clock in the evening.
My uncle answered a phone call, probably from my maternal uncle. After some back and forth about where to eat, he confirmed that Wei Feiyu was going to take them to eat seafood. He then told the phone that the exact location was Gaoshan Street and hung up.
He put his phone back in his pocket, turned to his aunt and asked, "Xiaoli should be here soon, right?"
Auntie turned to look at the wall clock: "Yes, we agreed to come over at six o'clock."
Seeing the confusion on the faces of Old Lin's family, the aunt smiled and explained to them:
“Xiaoli is the nanny my sister-in-law hired for my dad after she went to Beijing in June. She’s a relative of my sister-in-law’s. She’s very meticulous and warm-hearted. Thanks to her, we were able to discover my dad’s stroke immediately. She stayed up all night taking care of him. When I came to take over this morning, I told her to go home and rest.”
"Oh, is that so?" The mother-in-law nodded.
It seems they have to wait for Xiaoli to arrive before they can go eat, since the old man needs someone to stay with him and take care of him.
While listening intently to their conversation, Yu Huan quietly scrolled through her phone without making a sound.
The group chat in the new media department is buzzing with discussion.
After his late-night outburst on Weibo, he left without a trace; a true man never looks back at an explosion.
We drove directly to Wuling and sat there in a warm and welcoming atmosphere, but at that moment, a huge wave of controversy had already swept across the internet.
Lin Yourong tilted her head, leaned on his shoulder, and glanced at him curiously.
It was immediately obvious that it was a WeChat group chat interface, and a group member named Zheng Yu was sending a series of pictures.
Through Zheng Yufa's screenshot, Yu Huan learned that the topic of "owning guns ≠ freedom" had been cited and reposted by three central-level mainstream media outlets, and had already topped the Weibo hot search list.
Zheng Yu works in public opinion monitoring, so the screenshots naturally include more than just these.
Yu Huan clicked on the pictures one by one, looking at them carefully again and again, her mindset becoming increasingly stable.
He realized that voices were being heard from both the public and the government.
The public was surprised to discover that the gun violence problem in the United States was so serious. This was just yet another shooting incident, completely different from what the public intellectuals who control the narrative said.
The filter that public intellectuals created for the United States, and the ideological imprint of poverty and backwardness that they instilled in many netizens, has finally cracked a little.
The controversy stemmed from those three classic rumors, and the internal parasites were slowly exposed by the public. Most of them were celebrities with considerable influence, and many pro-China nationalists began to continuously post on their accounts.
With these three media giants backing him up, he launched an invisible war. Who would dare to criticize him, the person behind the official Weibo account of Jiangnan Morning Post, for his statements and press releases?
Chen Yaoyao posted the important news three times: 'We've reached 2.8 million Weibo followers! We've reached 2.8 million Weibo followers! We've reached 2.8 million Weibo followers!'
Overnight, the number of active followers increased by more than 1.5 million.
Yu Huan's focus extended far beyond Weibo; she quickly typed out a question: 'How many followers does your WeChat official account have?'
Wang Zhi: "Brother Yu, you finally showed up! Several of us, including me, have been suffering from insomnia and haven't slept since!" (with a crying emoji)
Yu Huan smiled slightly: "At your age, you still can't sleep?"
He's already slept twice.
Li Xiaoyu: 'It felt like standing center stage! The reaction was incredible! I was so excited!'
Zheng Yu: 'Our WeChat official account has 600,000 followers! Our WeChat official account has 600,000 followers! Our WeChat official account has 600,000 followers!'
What else is there to say?
Keep in mind that WeChat has only had its official account feature for a few months. With this number of followers as a foundation, it's easy to easily gain millions of followers with a little effort.
All I can say is, Wuhu is taking off!
Wang Zhi: 'As expected of Brother Yu!' (with a thumbs-up emoji)
Ye Jianxue: 'As expected of Brother Yu!' (with a thumbs-up emoji)
Xu Fei: 'As expected of Brother Yu!' (with a thumbs-up emoji)
……
Let nature take its course: 'As expected of Brother Yu!' (with a thumbs-up emoji)
Uh.
Yu Huan looked at the nickname and was momentarily filled with doubt and surprise.
Director Li wouldn't disregard his position and become a copycat, spouting vulgarities, would he?
Is his daughter playing with his phone?
Lin Yourong leaned on Yu Huan's shoulder with a smile, and amidst the lively conversation of her relatives, she asked Yu Huan softly, "You're being praised like this, what great thing did you do?"
Yu Huan turned her head slightly, and the two of them were so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.
His gaze shifted to the lower right corner, looking at Lin Yourong's cherry-red lips, and his heart fluttered for no reason.
When will I have the chance to kiss her?
Since they're giving me both a hug and holding hands...
When the environment and atmosphere are just right, then...
It should be given to you, right?
However, with the mask off, there was no sand for her to bury her head in, so Yu Huan felt it was hard to say!
He smiled slightly and said softly, "Actually, I didn't do anything special. I just did my part and did my job well."
……
(End of this chapter)