The next morning, Yang Qiu and Ma Yun came to Pingle Hutong on Yong'an Street, Yongning District.

When you walk into the No. 3 courtyard of Hutong, a pungent smell of musty smell immediately penetrates Yang Qiu's nose. In front of you is a narrow yard with an old set of tables and chairs in the yard.

A middle-aged man with gray hair was washing clothes in the yard. Next to him was a handmade wooden lounge chair, and a middle-aged woman was pale on it.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qiu could no longer control the depression in his heart, and tears were already whirling in his eyes.

Ma Yun was wearing a mask, and she couldn't stand the smell of the yard.

Hearing the footsteps, Yang Guo slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on Ma Yun first as he raised his head.

"Didn't I tell you, don't come here again, don't disturb our lives!"

Yang Guo said in a very cold tone.

Ma Yun didn't say anything.

At this time, Yang Qiu slowly came to Yang Guo's side and said, "My name is Yang Qiu."

Hearing this, the clothes in Yang Guo's hand fell into the basin in front of him, and he stood up from the stool with panic in his eyes.

He first looked at Yang Qiu's body, then immediately turned around and hugged the woman next to him, and walked towards the room in a panic.

Yang Guo's reaction surprised Yang Qiu and Ma Yun at the same time.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of complexity, but neither of them caught up.

It took about five minutes before Yang Guo walked out of the room. At this time, the panic on his face had receded.

He smiled at Yang Qiu and the others and said, "I have said that this life is acceptable and I don't need anyone's help. Please, please!"

Ma Yun shook her head helplessly.

Yang Qiu could also see that Ma Yun had been rejected like this for countless times, so she had become accustomed to Yang Guo's attitude.

Yang Qiu said without giving up, "My name is Yang Qiu, do you really have no impression of this name?"

Last night, Ma Yun told Yang Qiu that more than 20 years ago, Yang Guo had a child named Yang Qiu, but the child was taken out by Yang Guo's mother as soon as he was just one month old and never brought back.

When Ma Yun heard Yang Qiu's words, she thought to herself, "I didn't expect that this young man played the role really like him!"

But she didn't know that Yang Qiu was actually Yang Qiu! Yang Guo lowered his head, and he bit his back teeth hard, and secretly glanced after hearing Yang Qiu's words.

Then he was full of anger on his face, and as soon as he looked up, he shouted at Yang Qiu, "What Yang Qiu, get out, get out! Get out!"

Yang Qiu and Ma Yun were kicked out like this! Ma Yun was used to such a scene, so she sighed and said, "Forget it, we have tried our best!"

But Yang Qiu saw a lot of reluctance and nostalgia in Yang Guo's eyes just now.

Yang Guo drove them away, and there must be a reason for this.

As Gao Sikuo said, Ling Xiaohua really hoped that Yang Guo would stay away from those dangers, and the only way was to live alone in this way.

At this moment, Yang Qiu felt powerless for the first time, but he did not give up.

"Miss Ma, you go first."

"Why is your temper as stubborn as Lao Yang?"

Ma Yun sighed helplessly and turned around and left the [Literature Museum     ] to open.

Yang Qiu came to the yard again, and this time he came to Yang Guo's side with almost no sound.

Yang Guo shed tears secretly, and he felt indescribable complexity and sadness in his heart.

"I'm not actually called Yang Qiu!"

Yang Qiu whispered.

Yang Guo suddenly looked up, "You..." "I am a person who has just been released from prison. I have never been father or mother since I was a child, and I have nowhere to go after I came out..." Yang Qiu said to Yang Guo while making up stories.

A trace of complexity flashed through Yang Guo's eyes.

“…Uncle, are you willing to take me in?”

When Yang Qiu talked about this, he was even more swearing.

Facing his father, he couldn't call him father! Yang Guo was stunned for a while, and then he felt relieved. He stretched out his rough hand and pulled Yang Qiu up and said, "You can live here first, and then go find a job."

Seeing this scene, Yang Qiu was secretly happy and said, "As I guessed, this old guy didn't accept any help, but was willing to help others!"

At the same time, Yang Qiu also smiled bitterly in his heart, "Hey, what kind of evil did my Yang family have committed? Why did he suffer such arrangements from God!"

Yang Qiu had breakfast at Yang Guo’s house, and then went out on the grounds of looking for a job.

He was not familiar with Beichang, but fortunately he was very close to Yanjing here. He could not tell Yang Guo that he knew medical skills, but he had to find a way to cure his mother's illness.

After driving all the way to Yanjing, Yang Qiu went straight to his clinic.

Since the opening of this clinic, it has only taken several patients. Except for Zhen Yan, who pretends to be sick, the rest are all minor diseases with headaches and fever.

Those with serious illnesses still believe in more authoritative hospitals.

If she wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible, Yang Qiu didn't care too much. He called Zhenyan, hoping to recruit several doctors for the clinic so that the clinic could continue to operate.

In any case, this is a source of income.

This matter is not difficult for Zhenyan. Yang Qiu was able to find her, which made her very happy.

In less than half a day, the clinic recruitment work was completed. Yang Qiu chose a few of them from several traditional Chinese medicine doctors and hired a few young nurses.

He then planned to leave after everything was done.

However, Zhen Yan did not want Yang Qiu to leave so soon, but said, "Yang Qiu, please treat me to lunch!"

If Yang Qiu was invited to dinner, Yang Qiu would not agree! Zhen Yan had basically figured out Yang Qiu's temper.

But even if she asked Yang Qiu to treat her to a meal, he still refused.

"I still have a few things to do now. When I finish my work, I will definitely treat you to a meal!"

After Yang Qiu finished speaking, he turned around and got into the car. Zhen Yanli trotted and followed, "Leave it to me if there is any important thing, I can arrange for someone to do it."

Yang Qiu opened the car door and said lightly, "Something I don't want to pretend to be someone else!"

Zhen Yan was stunned. Yang Qiu, who came back this time, changed again! This was not the Yang Qiu she saw last time.

He is not the Yang Qiu described by Tian Huizi.

The hostility on his body was much restrained. He had no interest in anything. He suddenly cared about what was happening around him. He would not bow to anyone, and he suddenly came to ask Zhenyan for help.

All the pride in him was almost gone, and he began to care about everything that could benefit him, such as the current clinic.

Looking at the car leaving, Zhen Yan murmured, "Yang Qiu, what kind of person are you?"

However, a smile quickly appeared on the corner of her mouth, "But no matter what kind of person you become, I will always support you!"

Zhenyan got into the car, and her eyes were full of confidence. Then she started the car and drove towards the small cosmetics company.
Chapter completed!