Just yesterday, Li Xiaoshan lost the firewood chopping competition without even saying "accept" to Zhao Zhuangshi.
But today...he really admired Zhao Zhuangshi.
Zhao Zhuangshi pinched the cigarette case, picked it up and looked at it, and was stunned: "You kid... what is this? Are you pitying me?"
Li Xiaoshan turned away, coughed twice and said: "No, there is no big economy in the supply and marketing cooperative, just... next time we make a bet, if you lose I won't buy you cigarettes."
Zhao Zhuangshi was stubborn and didn't notice anything was wrong with Li Xiaoshan at all. He nodded without thinking much: "Ah, that's okay, I'll count you three times!"
Li Xiaoshan's eyes were a little red, and he nodded with a dull "hmm".
Zhao Zhuangshi held a cigarette and grinned sillyly. He didn't take the injury to his heart at all. He didn't even ask how Yu Xiangqin was doing now.
Others felt uncomfortable looking at him, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they could only reluctantly cooperate and smile.
With a "squeak", the door to the ward was pushed open again, and Lin Nianhe came in carrying several cans of canned yellow peaches and two lunch boxes.
She patted the snow on her shoulders and walked to the bedside, put the cans and lunch boxes on the table, held Widow Zhao's shoulders and said: "Aunt Zhao, it's already past two o'clock, you guys need to eat something, I'll buy it I’ve eaten some rice and it’s a little cold. Please get some hot water to warm it up.”
"I..." Where can Widow Zhao eat? But looking at his son's pale face, he nodded, wiped his tears and stood up, "Okay, I'll do it."
She stood up on her knees, her hands holding the lunch box trembling slightly.
It had only been a few hours, and her back was obviously more rickety than before.
Lin Nianhe pursed his lips, feeling very complicated.
After she came to the health center, she thought that if she couldn't be cured here, she would find connections to send Zhao Zhuangshi to the provincial capital or the military hospital. But the doctor showed her an X-ray. Zhao Zhuangshi's left foot was almost smashed to pieces. Such an injury could not be delayed at all. If she had to take a train and be sent to the provincial capital, it might be caused by infection and necrosis. Immediate amputation.
In this era when there are only 10,000 to 20,000 ambulances in the country, it is almost impossible to rescue people across regions.
Fortunately, the old director of the health center was an old military doctor who was very good at orthopedic surgery. When he heard that Zhao Zhuangshi was injured like this, he performed the surgery himself and saved his foot.
Widow Zhao's figure disappeared by the door. Lin Nianhe came to his senses and turned to Li Dahe and said: "Uncle Captain, I just called the team. Sister Xiangqin hit her head and is still confused and can't get down. Kang, everything else is fine, nothing happened."
After Yu Xiangqin was knocked down by Zhao Zhuangshi, she twisted her foot again and hit the back of her head on a rock, causing it to swell up to the size of an egg. Principal Wu said that she had been dizzy and vomited twice. She probably had a concussion.
Li Dahe frowned: "Why don't you take her over too? Don't let anything happen."
"The principal said she is still conscious and should be fine."
"Oh, that's fine."
Li Dahe sighed.
He was really worried today. Such a big thing happened and both of them were seriously injured. It was snowing again and the firewood hadn't been finished yet.
One by one, it seems that the more than one hundred spent is not so important.
Money spent can be earned again, and life is better than anything else.
Lin Nianhe looked at their sad faces. After a moment of silence, he raised the corner of his mouth and said to Zhao Zhuangshi, "Hurry up. When you get better, I will teach you one more thing."
Zhao Zhuangshi glared at her and complained rather aggrievedly: "You haven't taught me the sentence you owe me yet!"
"Huh? Didn't you forget?" Lin Nianhe laughed dryly, "I have no inspiration for a moment, please let me think about it."
After Zhao Zhuangshi learned three hundred words, he went to find Lin Nianhe very excitedly, but every time he mentioned this matter, something more important would always interrupt him.
Later, it was the autumn harvest and the match factory. As time passed, he almost forgot about it.
Lin Nianhe looked at his expression and thought that he had to pay off the debt no matter what. But she couldn't express her feelings about complaining. She frowned and thought hard. Widow Zhao had already made hot meals and she hadn't figured it out yet.
The rice was bought by Lin Nianhe at a state-owned restaurant. It consisted of stewed pork ribs with radish, rice, and two boiled eggs.
Zhao Zhuangshi was happy while eating radish: "It's worth the pain, it's better than eating during the Chinese New Year!"
In the past, he was not treated like this when he was injured in a fight. If he went home injured, the best result would be that he would not get beaten by his mother again.
Widow Zhao gritted her teeth and shed tears into her lunch box.
Li Dahe glanced at Lin Nianhe, and then said to Widow Zhao: "Brother and sister, please stay with Zhuangchang first. I will go back and ask your sister-in-law to pack some things and send them to you." After a pause, he added, "Don't go up Fire, use money to make a sound."
"Yeah, yeah." Widow Zhao put down her lunch box, sniffed and said, "I'll give it to you."
"Stop moving, he can't leave anyone here." Li Dahe waved his hand to signal her not to see him off.
Lin Nianhe came close to her, held her arm, and put the bicycle key into her hand: "Aunt Zhao, I won't ride the car back. You can use it first. It will be more convenient to go back and forth."
"This, this..." Widow Zhao held the shiny bicycle key in her palm and looked at Lin Nianhe's eyes filled with tears.
"Don't give it away." Lin Nianhe opened his arms and gave her a hug, "Everything will be fine... There will be some hairdressing work at the textile factory recently. If you can do it, I will ask them to reserve a place for you. "
Widow Zhao has to take care of Zhao Zhuangshi in the hospital, so she will definitely not be able to do the job of gluing matchboxes. If she is good at needlework, she can do this.
Widow Zhao's eyes, which had been dark for a long time, finally brightened up a little. She held Lin Nianhe's hand and nodded tremblingly: "Girl Lin... thank you, aunt doesn't even know what to say... we'll take care of things later. See."
"Okay, don't be too sad. Everyone in the family is pointing at you."
"Uh-huh!"
Widow Zhao is strong, otherwise she would not be able to raise two children by herself.
Encountering such a huge change, she felt like she had swallowed two pounds of yellow lotus, but she could still hold on. She has been through tougher days than this, and she will definitely get through it this time.
After sending a few people away, she took a deep breath, rubbed her face, and turned around with a smile.
Her eldest son was currently devouring his lunch box. The sound of grunting and grunting made people feel that... he seemed to be fine.
Widow Zhao sat back on the bench and was about to stuff her mouth with a few mouthfuls of rice when she saw a small pile of ribs piled in her lunch box.
Widow Zhao's mood that had just calmed down started to rise again. She picked up a piece of ribs and handed it to Zhao Zhuangshi's lunch box, saying, "Eat yours. Mom doesn't like ribs."
"You don't like to eat anything all day long." Zhao Zhuangshi turned around and hid. He took two more mouthfuls of rice and suddenly turned to look at Widow Zhao, "Hey, my leg is broken. Do the health centers have to issue a ticket?" Want to buy ribs? Can you get some and send them to my little sister?"
Widow Zhao paused her hands and nodded: "Okay, I'll go find the doctor later."
"Then you ask me when I can be discharged from the hospital? I'll just break a leg and it won't delay the walk."
"Why are you anxious to be discharged from the hospital? Just take good care of yourself. You don't have to worry about family matters."
"Hey, I have decided to play cards with Erdun and the others when I go up the mountain today."
"Go away! I'm giving you a good face, right?"
"Hey, don't hit anyone. I'm injured... Then you let them come over, and I can just let it go."
"...!"
(End of chapter)
