Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 911 - 913: Honest Gong Tao

Gong Ruzhi didn’t sleep well all night. Upon getting up, he carefully told Gong Ruini, "Sis, I don’t like it here."

"It’s so cold here, there’s no heating."

"And we can’t even have snowball fights." Gong Ruzhi initially thought that his parents’ favorable descriptions of their hometown meant it would be fun, but after coming here, he regretted it.

It’s really not fun at all. The place to live isn’t big, the food is average, and most importantly there’s no heating, which made Gong Ruzhi, who grew up used to having heating in winter, very uncomfortable.

"There’s no heating in the South," Gong Ruini also felt all kinds of cold, but what can she do, except to persevere.

"Sis, when do you think we can go back?" Gong Ruzhi was just concerned about when they could return.

Spreading her hands, Gong Ruini expressed her uncertainty; everything had to depend on Zhang Lan’s condition.

Sigh, why isn’t there any end to this, was the thought in Gong Ruzhi’s mind, but he didn’t dare say it out loud, or he’d definitely get into trouble with Dad.

Gong Ruwen emerged from the bathroom, "Alright, stop complaining, go wash up, and then eat breakfast. Today, we’re going to see Grandma and then visit Grandpa and them."

The tasks for the day were quite packed; although they had rested for a day, their bodies were still very tired, and hearing about today’s tasks wasn’t good news.

"Alright, we have to make the rounds anyway." Gong Ruwen nudged Gong Ruini, "Wear more layers, but don’t wear anything too nice."

Wearing something too nice would stand out; the Cai Family’s situation was increasingly bad, currently just relying on the two seniors’ retirement salaries to get by. If they saw them wearing decent clothes, who knows how they’d react.

To visit Gran and Grandpa, Gong Ruini wasn’t interested; she was just curious, "I wonder if we’ll see Gao Yanan."

Who is Gao Yanan? Gong Ruzhi listened to this vague name with confusion, not understanding how his sister, who hadn’t come here many times before, could know someone from here.

Gao Yanan? Gong Ruwen was just about to ask who she was and then remembered, glaring at Gong Ruini, "Why think about her, it’s all in the past."

Their uncle might have forgotten or kept it in his heart, but now his life was good, living comfortably, with no need to bring up the past.

"Also, even if you see her, just pretend you don’t know." Originally wanting to remind her not to mention it to Uncle, but seeing Gong Ruzhi’s eyes darting around, eavesdropping keenly, she immediately stopped herself.

Gong Ruwen didn’t care how Cai Ming felt, but could not let Wan Qiweng find out, or who knows what would happen.

Actually, Gong Ruini wanted to know how Gao Yanan was doing, whether she’s living well. If she found out Gao Yanan wasn’t doing well, that would be the best outcome.

But thinking about it, it didn’t make sense; even if Gao Yanan was doing well, could she be doing better than Uncle?

If it turned out she’s not doing well and asks how Cai Ming’s doing, then tries to rekindle old feelings with Uncle, just thinking about it felt horrifying to Gong Ruini.

Gao Yanan... seems to have some connection with the family. But what exactly is the connection? Gong Ruzhi thought about it for a long time but couldn’t figure it out; his parents had never mentioned any friends with the surname Gao.

"Go wash up," Gong Ruwen hurriedly pushed Gong Ruzhi to leave, not reminding him not to speak of this matter.

Without being reminded, this kid wouldn’t take it seriously, eager for fun, this could be forgotten.

However, once reminded, the kid would remember it, then try to find all kinds of answers, and once shared with his best friend, Wan Yihui, problems arise.

"Don’t bring this up, especially in front of Xiao Zhi," Gong Ruwen sternly stared at Gong Ruini.

Gong Ruini lowered her head in acknowledgment, genuinely embarrassed, having forgotten about it, lucky she didn’t say too much, otherwise, it could have really become an incident.

Once everyone washed up, they drove to the hospital.

Just when they parked in front of the inpatient building and prepared to get out, they were spotted by Gong Qiang and Gong Zheng, their eyes lit up.

Third Brother Gong Zhuang having a car, they all knew, otherwise they wouldn’t be so envious, or have their eyes glued on him.

But they didn’t expect even Gong Tao to have a car, and they definitely weren’t mistaken; this plate was from Beijing.

"Impressive, Second Brother, you’ve bought a car," Gong Qiang said with jealousy, wondering why someone who should be living in poverty was living so well.

Gong Zheng stayed silent but kept circling the car, checking it out.

"Buy a car, are you mocking me? I don’t have money; I got an urgent phone call and couldn’t buy a ticket, borrowed Zhao Gang’s car instead." Gong Tao originally wanted to habitually take out a cigarette and smoke.

But seeing Gong Qiang’s burning jealousy, he abandoned the idea.

Borrowed from Zhao Gang? Who is Zhao Gang? Gong Qiang looked puzzled.

Zhao Gang, Gong Tao’s good friend, he even bought a car? Why would he be so generous to lend his car to him, that’s some strong friendship.

"Is it the friend you visited in the Northeast?" Gong Zheng asked knowingly, "He’s really good to you."

"There’s no choice; it might be Mom’s last time, worrying I’d miss it, so I had to shamelessly borrow," Gong Tao said with a face full of helplessness.

"You guys don’t know how worried I’ve been on the road, just worried the car might have problems," Gong Tao continued expressing his various concerns.

Show off, go ahead, "Look, Second Brother, you drive really steadily, like a seasoned driver."

"Occasionally, Zhao Gang has engagements, and I follow to drive," really hard to deal with, Gong Qiang just kept checking out the car, only Gong Zheng pestered with small questions.

Even small questions, Gong Tao dared not be careless, once Gong Zheng catches onto something, he wouldn’t let it go.

"Doesn’t that make you his errand boy?" Gong Zheng exclaimed exaggeratedly, while keeping an eye on Gong Ruwen and his siblings, unwilling to believe adults could bluff, but kids couldn’t.

No one responded to him, could it be he guessed wrong? Zhao Gang really treats Gong Tao as an errand boy?

"Not really about being a sidekick, I still have my job, not too busy, I help out when I can," Gong Tao said with a straightforward demeanor.

Gong Zhuang shivered, "It’s cold, let’s go inside."

"If you want to drink the northwest wind, go ahead." Gong Zhuang turned and led the group upstairs.

As Gong Zhuang moved, Gong Tao naturally followed, and as for Gong Zheng who wanted to ask questions, no one paid him any mind.

Frustrated, he could only follow, humph, I don’t believe there’s no issue, something so valuable doesn’t just get borrowed, I bet it’s Second Brother’s car.

"Right, Second Brother, I visited Beijing before, weren’t you in the tea egg business? Still in it?" Oh yeah, how did I forget about that?

"Not anymore, that wasn’t my business either; I was just the runner, making some hard-earned money," Gong Tao answered pressure-free since the business wasn’t his.

Bragging again, "Then brother, you can do business with Zhao Gang."

Skeptical Zhao Gang wouldn’t let Second Brother in on it.

"What capital do I have?" Gong Tao spread his hands, "Back then my wife and I were both studying. While you do earn while studying, we have three kids to support, and after Mom’s paralysis, I sent home money every month."

"It’s Gong Zheng who has it easy, doesn’t have to worry about anything, doesn’t contribute to retirement money, didn’t help when Mom got paralyzed, but both he and Big Brother have claims on the house," Gong Zhuang said impatiently, turning to express his discontent.