Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids

Chapter 545: Brother, You’re Lying, Aren’t You?

The situation has developed to this point; crying cannot make the old man live a few more years.

As Xiaochun said, the family heads need to make a firm decision.

Taking a look at the few sorrowful individuals, Zhou Xing sighed. At this moment, whether sincere or not, it no longer mattered.

"Second brother, you all come with me for a bit."

Outside the emergency center building, a gentle breeze blew, and even though they were wearing jackets, Zhou Xing and his three siblings felt a bit cold.

The two sisters were still a little choked up.

Zhou Xing took a cigarette from his pocket and handed one to his second brother.

The two of them took a deep drag and remained silent for a long time.

Until a cigarette was quickly finished, Zhou Xing stubbed it out and said:

"Xiaochun means for us to decide how to arrange everything."

Although it was said to be a decision by the four of them, in fact, as long as the two brothers agreed, it was enough.

It wasn’t that they looked down on the sisters; it had always been this way since ancient times.

Lighting another cigarette, the old man sighed and said helplessly, "What else can we do?"

"Let the hospital send Dad back home."

"Then we’ll handle things according to the old family customs."

Hearing the second brother say this, Zhou Xing also nodded.

"In that case, let the hospital send Dad back."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Xing said, "Send him to my place; Dad is used to living there."

"That works."

With this arrangement, the second brother had no objections to fight over.

It’s not like before, when there was a fight over inheritance or something.

Let’s face it; Dad’s age means he doesn’t have much money left.

Yes, over the years, Xiaochun has given Dad money during holidays, but it’s not much.

Fighting over this little money would only cause outsiders to talk and make Xiaochun uncomfortable.

It’s not worth it.

"Then let’s decide on this."

"You all go in first, I’ll call Xiaochun."

"That’s how it should be; this kid has already done very well," the second brother said truthfully as he flicked away his cigarette butt.

After that, the second brother went back inside to negotiate with the hospital.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xing stood in the cold wind for a while before calling Mo Jingchun.

"Xiaochun, it’s me, Uncle."

Mo Jingchun, who was boarding, responded with a hum and asked, "Uncle, have you all made a decision?"

"Sigh~"

"We’ve decided."

"There wasn’t really much choice."

"Barring any surprises, I’ll take the old man home this morning."

"Um~" Mo Jingchun’s response was tinged with inexplicable sadness, tears welling up.

"Uncle, I’m already boarding; at the latest, I’ll be back home this afternoon."

On the other end, Zhou Xing remained silent for a moment, lost in thought.

After a long pause, Zhou Xing said, "It’s good to come back early; you can see the old man one last time."

Outside the hospital, Zhou Xing looked at the sky beginning to lighten and suddenly felt less sad.

Without the torment of illness, for the old man to pass away peacefully seemed like a decent outcome.

At 6:10, Mo Jingchun, sitting on the plane, felt a sense of thrust as the plane accelerated down the runway, soon rising gently into the air.

At this moment, the little one also felt the thrust, furrowing her brows. In the next second, she drowsily opened her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, the little one saw her brother.

Turning her head to look at her surroundings, Candy was in a state of confusion, momentarily unable to process.

A dozen seconds later, Candy, who was lying in Mo Jingchun’s arms, suddenly sat up.

Her eyes unbelievingly stared out of the window.

What was happening—wasn’t she sleeping in a hotel on a big, soft bed?

How did she open her eyes and end up on a plane?

What happened?

"Brother, where is this?"

"On a plane."

Candy tapped her head, "Oh dear, Guoguo doesn’t mean that. Guoguo means wasn’t I sleeping? How did I end up on a plane in the blink of an eye?"

Seeing his sister so bewildered, Mo Jingchun patted her head gently and said, "We’re going home."

Instantly, Candy pouted in displeasure.

"Brother, you’re lying. Last night, you said we’d go out to play today."

Saying this, Candy turned her head to the sister not far away and shouted, "Sister, brother isn’t taking us to play. Why aren’t you saying something?"

This time, however, the usually smiling sister continued to stare out the window, ignoring her.

At this moment, the oppressive atmosphere made Candy sense something was wrong.

It wasn’t usually like this.

Looking at her sister, then back at her brother, Candy became a little panicked. More precisely, she was affected by the atmosphere.

Not knowing why, Candy felt very sad, with an urge to cry.

Candy looked up at her brother with teary eyes.

"Brother~"

Mo Jingchun forced out a small smile as he patted her head and said, "Grandpa is sick. We’re going home."

"How about brother takes you on a trip next time?"

Sitting in Mo Jingchun’s lap, Candy paused, "How could he be sick? Grandpa just gave me a handful of candies two days ago."

"Brother, you’re lying to Guoguo, aren’t you?"

"Brother, say you’re lying to Guoguo."

Mo Jingchun didn’t answer, only held her tight.

At this moment, even at nearly five years old, Candy started to understand.

It’s just sickness—why the rush to return, and why is sister so sad?

Candy, who had begun to mature, actually had guesses but subconsciously didn’t want to believe them.

"Boohoo~"

"Brother, you’re lying, aren’t you."

Teardrops like soybeans kept streaming from Candy’s eyes as she cried, her body shaking with sobs.

Holding his sister close, Mo Jingchun gently tapped her back, tears falling as he watched her.

Perhaps from exhaustion, Candy had fallen asleep again at some point.

Once more the plane grew quiet.

Even just a curtain away, the flight attendants dared not take a deep breath.

Too stifling.

Two hours later, the plane completed its two-hour journey, reaching the skies above the capital of An Province.

"Tower, L136 calling."

"Received, L136 please go ahead."

"L136 requesting to land."

"L136, runway one-left."

"L136 understands, runway one-left for landing."

"Yes, right, L136."

As the plane carrying Mo Jingchun’s group landed at the airport, an ambulance drove out through the electronic gate at Huo County Building Hospital,

Unlike before, the ambulance wasn’t wailing its siren.

The speed wasn’t fast, instead striving for smoothness.

Four sedans followed closely behind the ambulance.

Watching the ambulance leave, Su Wenyan shook his head slightly and took a cab back to the company.