Chapter 27 I am young, you are not old, and we will be happy for the rest of our lives!
really.

When we arrived at the place, the old couple were still setting up their stall.

The housing market has not been very good recently and most construction sites have stopped working, so the old couple has been setting up their stall every day.

"Dong Dong. Dong." Zhao Shi came to the stall and saw many people queuing up. He didn't care about the crowds and came to the two elderly people and knelt there and kowtowed, crying "Dad! Mom!"

Zhao Shi's actions attracted many people's attention.

The two old men looked at their son and burst into tears. They bowed and apologized to the customers, explaining, "Everyone, I'm sorry. My son has been away for nearly 20 years and is finally back. I won't be setting up the stall today. I'm sorry, everyone! I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, I figured it out."

"Understand, understand!"

Customers said everything was fine. Some left and went to other stalls, while others just watched the fun.

What about the stall owners around?

They all widened their eyes.

They know the guy kneeling on the ground!

Although I am not familiar with them, I know that this guy is a delivery man and he often buys food from these stalls. He especially likes to go to the stall of this old couple, but I never knew that they have this kind of relationship!
"What kind of drama is this?"

"Do you want to make a joke?"

"Not really! Is he really that good? If he has such acting skills, wouldn't it be good to be in a movie?"

"Dad, Mom, let's go home!"

Zhao Shi had no idea what they were thinking. After his parents helped them up, he dragged his parents towards the house he rented.

“But this stall?” The mother looked at the stall reluctantly.

"Mom, don't worry, it won't get lost if you throw it here!" Zhao Shi said quickly.

"This"

Zhao Shi's mother was still somewhat reluctant. In their eyes, this was not just a stall, but a place that carried all their hopes.

My son will rely on it when he gets married and buys a house in the future.

Seeing his mother's expression, Zhao Shi winked at his father!
Lao Zhao immediately understood and turned to an old man selling pancakes and said, "Lao Wang, please help me watch the stall. I'm going home to accompany my son first!"

"Okay, okay, go back! You should be happy to know that your son is back, and don't worry, he won't get lost!"

The old man selling pancakes responded with a smile and smiled at Zhao Shi.

"Hey!"

After the few people left, the old man sighed.

He knew something about the Zhao family.

Once after drinking, he asked the two of them, why are you working so hard?
The two people's answer was "to make money and take care of their son's medical treatment."

At that time, he knew that their son had a rare amnesia and needed a large sum of money.

He worked during the day and set up a stall at night just to save money for his son to go abroad for medical treatment.

At that time, he sighed: "How pitiful are the parents in the world!"

But, unexpectedly, this young man was his son.

If you think about it, you will understand why the two chose to work and set up a stall here. They are the last to leave and the first to arrive every day.

Shocked!

A kind of spiritual shock and baptism.

The old man laughed.

I am happy for Mr. and Mrs. Zhao.

I laughed and then I started crying.

He didn't know why he was crying, he just wanted to cry.

Maybe it is for all the parents in the world, maybe it is for those parents who are still working hard for their children's better life at an old age.

Or maybe it was for the parents.

Meeting someone but not knowing each other is probably the greatest pain in the world.

Zhao Shi brought his parents to the house he rented not far away.

The house is not big, only about 20 square meters, with a single bed, a worn-out sofa, a small gas stove and a small single toilet.

It is a small apartment that the owner renovated himself.

"Dad, Mom, come in!"

Zhao Shi let his parents in, and after they entered, the old couple walked around the house. They had lived in this neighborhood for more than ten years, but it was the first time they came to their son's house.

I didn’t dare to disturb you before.

Their son had lost his memory, and they were afraid that if they came to find him, he would be traumatized. Besides, even if they told him, his memory would disappear after a while.

When he called, I could also hear the strangeness and distance in my son's voice.

Therefore, they chose to protect their son silently.

The room was so small that the two of them scanned it in one glance, but they still turned around, as if only in this way could they feel their son's presence.

"Dad, Mom, please sit down. Your son will cook a delicious meal for you today!" Zhao Shi said with a smile.

The two looked at their son who had returned to normal and tears began to flow again.

"Dad, Mom, why are you crying again? Aren't you happy that your son has recovered from his illness?" Zhao Shi felt bad when he saw his parents crying, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

"You have a poisonous tongue, don't talk nonsense!"

Hearing what her son said, Zhao Shi's mother vomited several times and said with a look of complaint.

Father Zhao repeatedly said with emotion, "We are so happy! We are so happy that our son has recovered from his illness. Even if we were to die now, we can close our eyes!"

"Look, I just told you not to talk nonsense, but you're still talking nonsense!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say any more. My parents are really happy!"

"Dad, Mom, please sit down for a while. I'm going to go buy some groceries. I'll show you my cooking skills at noon today."

"Let me tell you something. It's said online that delivery boys are multi-talented. Your son is one of them. At least his cooking skills are no worse than those of an average chef!"

Zhao Shi said with a smile.

"Or, let's go, Mom!"

“I know this place well!”

Her son had just recovered from his illness, and Zhao's mother didn't want him to suffer.

However, before she could finish her words, Zhao's father interrupted her, "Okay, old woman, let's eat the meal made by our son today!"

He is a man, so he naturally understands his son's thoughts.

The son wants to show his filial piety and make amends, so we shouldn’t stop him at this time.

"Why are you stopping me? Don't tire our son out!"

After Zhao Shi left, Zhao's mother complained.

"You don't understand. My son feels guilty towards us. If we don't let him make amends, he won't feel comfortable! Just listen to me on this matter!"

Father Zhao explained in a low voice.

"Okay, you know, this is my son, the flesh that fell off my body!"

"Yes, yes, yes, your meat, your meat"

Zhao Shi listened to the faint voices of his parents at home and a faint smile appeared on his face.

This is home!

as usual.

"Fortunately, I'm not too old, and my parents aren't old either, so there's still a chance." Zhao Shi thought to himself, walking briskly towards the nearby vegetable market.

Fresh seasonal vegetables.

pork!

beef!

The pig's trotters are already rotten!
I bought a lot of things here and there.

Father and Mother Zhao, looking at their son stir-frying skillfully at the stove on the balcony and smelling the rich aroma in the air, finally believed what their son had just said about his versatility and that his cooking skills were not inferior to those of a chef.

In fact, this was also Zhao Shi’s first time to practice on the stove.

The completion of his soul made his past memories extremely clear, even as if they were engraved in his mind. The teaching videos he had watched before, and the frequent visits to the kitchen to see the cooking skills of the chefs were all imprinted in his mind one by one.

At first, he thought it would take a familiarization process, but unexpectedly, it didn't. Everything seemed to be instinctive, as if he had done it thousands of times.

　I wish you all a happy new year, good luck in the Year of the Dragon, and all the best!

　　It’s the New Year, brothers and sisters, please go home and spend more time with your parents. We are young and our parents are not old, so everything is just right!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)