Chapter 199 Humans and Gods share the anger

After returning to his room with his little daughter in his arms, Qiao Changdong told the rest of the Qiao family about his experience eating at the state-run restaurant.

The contract is basically finalized. Tomorrow, after both parties have reviewed the contract drafted by the lawyer and confirmed that there are no problems, they can pay and sign the contract.

None of the Qiao family members had any objections to this.

In reality, they couldn't express their opinions.

Firstly, there is too much money involved, exceeding the amount they are allowed to offer advice on.

Secondly, the money doesn't belong to them, so they have no right to express their opinions.

“Alright, after you sign the contract, your second sister-in-law and I will go back,” Qiao Changcai said.

Although Grandpa Mo is looking after things at home, it's not good for them to be away for too long.

Qiao Xiaoyun nodded in agreement: "Yes, Mom and I will go back first too."

She only took a short leave from the hospital.

The town hospital is already short-staffed, and she has only been able to stay out for so long by asking other colleagues to take turns helping her on duty. She can't stay here indefinitely.

Moreover, Grandma Qiao's surgery is not urgent; the doctor has already prescribed painkillers and sleep aids.

The doctor also suggested that they go to Harmony Hospital in Kyoto, where the medical equipment is more advanced, and a referral letter has already been written.

But going to Beijing isn't something you can just do on a whim; the families have to discuss and agree on who else will come along besides Qiao Changdong.

There are so many things to do at home, it's unlikely I can just leave everything behind and go to Kyoto for a few months or even half a year.

Therefore, Grandma Qiao's trip to Kyoto for a check-up was scheduled for after the New Year.

If surgery is indeed necessary, the warmer weather in spring will be beneficial for surgical healing.

the next day.

While Qiao Qiao was still asleep, Qiao Changdong and Tang Jianguo signed the contract, and Qiao Changdong officially became the owner of the hotel.

The hotel was changed from Jianyou Hotel to Dongqiao Hotel.

Qiao Changdong wasn't very educated, so he simply took one character from his and his daughter's names and combined them.

Ironically, the hotel name he came up with so carelessly turned out to be a name that signifies great wealth and prosperity, according to a fortune-telling service.

Yan Liti, on the other hand, was simply envious of the character "Qiao" in her name and was already considering whether to rename her existing hotels as Liqiao or Diqiao.

She kept repeating it to herself, but none of them sounded as catchy or pleasant as Dong Qiao's.

The Qiao family was left speechless, both amused and exasperated.

Qiao Xiaoyun jokingly said, "Aunt Yan, you're going crazy."

Yan Liti laughed along, holding her adorable little granddaughter in her arms, and said, "This isn't being obsessed, it's being mesmerized. Who can blame me when my baby is so wonderful?"

As she spoke, she looked at Grandma Qiao, who had already packed her luggage and was waiting to leave in the afternoon, and walked over to her.

Grandma Qiao had been in low spirits these past few days. She had been wanting to talk to the person alone for a while, and now that the person was about to leave, she hugged Qiao Qiao in her arms.

She pulled the person aside and said, "Sister Qiao, it's been so long, we haven't had a proper chat. Let's go and have some private conversations."

Grandma Qiao thought for a moment, then got up.

Inside the room.

Yan Liti looked at Grandma Qiao with a sincere expression.

"Sister Qiao, although I've said this many times, I still want to say it solemnly once more: thank you, thank you so much for raising the baby so well."

Because of her own living environment, Yan Liti didn't know much about the lives of poor people.

However, the time she spent in Baoyi City and Hongfeng Town this time made her realize how rare it was to raise Qiao Qiao so pampered in a rural family in an era where patriarchal values ​​were prevalent.

Especially since Qiao Qiao is an adopted daughter, not her biological daughter.

This kind of gratitude is even more difficult to express.

Actually, she really wanted to give the Qiao family a large sum of money, but she was afraid of insulting them with money, so she had to give up that idea and instead planned to strongly support Qiao Changdong's business development.

Upon hearing this, Grandma Qiao gave a wry smile.

She looked at Qiao Qiao, who was nestled in Yan Liti's arms, gazing at her with adoring eyes. She reached out and touched her little head, feeling a bittersweet ache in her heart.

"I don't deserve this gratitude." In fact, she often wondered if she had played a part in Qiao Qiao's tragedy in her previous life.

Once a person gets stuck in a certain mindset, it becomes extremely difficult to get out.

"Sister Qiao, why do you say that?" Yan Liti was unaware of Grandma Qiao's psychological burden. She took Grandma Qiao's hand and patted it gently.

Then he said, "Go back and rest well this time. Next year, I will personally take you to Kyoto for medical treatment. Don't worry, I know the area well. Don't fret about anything, everything will be fine."

"Yes, and Qiaoqiao too!" Qiaoqiao chimed in, patting her chest to assure them.

Grandma Qiao smiled as she looked at Qiao Qiao and couldn't help but pat her little head again.

The two elderly people talked for a while, with Grandma Qiao listening most of the time and Yan Liti doing the talking.

About ten minutes later, the hotel phone rang.

Yan Liti learned about Shen Tuo's choice from Shen Qingyan last night, and she was not surprised at all. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked out of the room, looked at the phone next to the TV cabinet, and glanced at the caller ID. The number wasn't the one Shen Tuo usually called, but it was also from Kyoto, and it was only one digit different.

Yan Liti thought for a moment, but still didn't answer.

Instead, he simply removed the phone receiver, pressed the end button, and then left the receiver lying around.

Anyway, if there's anything really important that requires a phone call, Shen Qingyan can also call the phone number at the Qiao family's residence, or the front desk.

Meanwhile, at the Kyoto sanatorium, Mr. Shen, who couldn't get through on the phone, looked even more gloomy than before.

"What's wrong? Still can't get through?" An old man asked from the living room not far away.

The old man stood in front of a camellia, touching the potted plant with affection. A few days ago, a friend had watered it with a special nutrient solution, which not only brought the camellia back to life but also made it bloom beautifully.

He secretly pondered how to get more of that magical nutrient solution from Lao Chang.

Shen Tuo, who was standing next to the phone, remained silent.

His face remained ashen.

Grandpa Zhong sensed his unusual silence and, thinking of the recent uproar in the circle, became somewhat interested. He put down his hand that was touching the camellia leaves and walked to Shen Tuo's side.

Extremely curious, she asked him, "Hey old buddy, what on earth did you do that's so outrageous that your sister-in-law and Xiao Yan are ignoring you?"

People their age who live in nursing homes either have no younger relatives or have health reasons that make it unsuitable for them to stay at home.