Chapter Eleven: Family Ties

  The doctor said that after the sentence, he hurriedly carried Zhang teacher out, and the rescue of cerebral hemorrhage patients must be timely. The question of asking that sentence was also his curiosity as a professional doctor. After all, in this era, there are not many people who can handle cerebral hemorrhage so correctly, and here is just a school, surrounded by high school students.

  He Yuanyan Li Ya immediately followed out, and the others also followed suit. The high school students were still very kind-hearted, especially since Zhang was their teacher who had fallen ill, they all wanted to go to the hospital to see if Teacher Zhang could turn his condition around.

  Su Zhi Ming hesitated for a moment, also quickened his pace to follow, but before leaving, he still glanced at Liu Yi Fei, and a gleam of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

  Liu Yifei didn't follow them, what he could do had already been done, waiting outside the emergency room with them was meaningless, it was a good opportunity to calm down and think about his own "future".

  Reborn, although still living in the original era, Liu Yifei was very clear that he would not take the old path again, and his change would definitely change many things. This is what is called the butterfly effect, just like this Zhang teacher, before rebirth, a sudden cerebral hemorrhage would have taken his life, but due to his own appearance, his life should at least be preserved, this is a major change.

  Thinking of Zhang Laoshi, Liu Yifei's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest cavity. A strong feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, and his lips began to tremble violently.

  Father! His own father! At the age of twenty-five, Liu Yifei passed away. If Liu Yifei could change Teacher Zhang's life, then couldn't he also change his own father's life?!

  This idea suddenly filled Liu Yifei's heart, swelling to the point of almost bursting.

  "No! I want to go home! I want to see my father!" Liu Yifei suddenly stood up, not caring about tomorrow's exam or anything else. Nothing could excite him more than his deceased father appearing in front of him again.

  Riding his bike, Liu Yifei treated the old 26-inch straight-bar bicycle as a racing car and rode it wildly. In less than twenty minutes, he arrived at the door of his suburban home.

  Two black-lacquered iron gates, on both sides are nearly two-meter-high walls, the walls are covered with a strong green plant like ivy, broad leaves filled the wall surface, making it impossible to tell whether this is a wall or two pieces of green bamboo walls.

  Looking at the two walls and the two doors, Liu Yifei's heart felt a pang of sadness. He hadn't returned to this home in many years. When his father was still alive, he would rarely return twice a year due to work. But after his father passed away, he regretted it deeply. Fortunately, heaven had given him another chance to rekindle the deep bond between father and son.

  Walked up to the front, gently pushed the large iron gate, and it opened quietly, as always. My handy dad has always been meticulous in taking care of everything at home, including the iron gate at the entrance, where he regularly applies lubricating oil to the hinges to prevent the creaking sound that gets on people's nerves.

  A long courtyard, a thirty-meter-long red brick path stretches from the gate to the front door, and both sides of the path are planted with all kinds of green vegetables, including lush white cabbage, cloud beans wrapped around bamboo poles with countless bean pods hanging down, freshly picked chili peppers, crispy cucumbers, and refreshing scents that make Liu Yifei feel invigorated.

  On the small path, you can see two apricot trees on both sides of the path in front of three tile-roofed houses. The trees are full of unripe green apricots and have luxuriant branches and leaves, casting a large area of shade. Liu Yifei remembers that at that time he always loved to sit under the apricot tree in a rattan chair reading books. When he got tired, he would get up and pick a few green apricots that were only as big as his thumb and put them in his mouth. His mouth was immediately filled with a sour taste, but it seemed like many years since he had tasted that kind of sourness. Even if he occasionally saw someone selling green apricots on the side of the road, buying two to try would not have the same flavor as the apricots from these two trees.

  On both sides are two jujube trees leaning against the wall, which have just fallen off. Jujubes bloom late and bear fruit late, but in late September, the red dates hanging from the treetops are absolutely a delightful sight. What's more, picking a basin of them to eat makes Liu Yifei feel like he has a crisp and delicious red date in his mouth.

  The mottled tree shadows were scattered on the three tile houses, white tiles and red bricks, blue-painted old-fashioned glass windows, so real.

  As he walked through the vegetable field, Liu Yifei's eyes lit up in front of him. On the west side of the small road, there was a small fish pond. The fish pond was just a hole dug in the vegetable field, more than one meter deep. His father laid a layer of bricks inside, then covered it with a layer of plastic sheeting to prevent leakage, and finally sprinkled mud on top. A simple fish pond was thus built.

  A splash of water, a red carp flipped its tail on the surface and then dove back into the water.

  Such a small courtyard, it's even comparable to the courtyards in those villas of later generations, all of which are my father's handwriting, extremely warm and even with a garden style, and now Liu Yifei looks like that, it's simply breathtaking.

  "Yī fēi, today you're back so early?" came a magnetic male voice from behind.

  Liu Yifei's body stiffened, his heart was like a stormy sea, his neck creaked as he slowly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man standing behind him, wearing a white shirt and gray trousers, with a kind face, benevolent eyebrows and eyes, although there were some signs of wind and frost on his face, but his body was still straight.

  Liu Yifei felt a sour nose, and tears flowed out of her eyes like unstoppable floodwaters.

  "One Fly! What's wrong?" His father's loving face suddenly became anxious, and he grabbed Liu Yifei's shoulder.

  "Dad!" Liu Yifei choked out a cry, then suddenly stood up and hugged his father tightly. He had never hugged his father like this from childhood to adulthood. Today, he wanted to use this hug to repay his father's kindness in raising him. He was afraid that it was just a dream, and when the dream came true, his father would leave his side once again.

  Reborn, then there can be no more regrets, all previous regrets, this life must make up for them.

  "Dad! This lifetime I must wholeheartedly take care of you, let you live the best days!" Liu Yifei shouted loudly in her heart.

  Just came back from visiting the tomb, updated late, forgive me