He Siwei said that she had eaten it, and that it was given by the battalion headquarters and everyone had it. Zhuang Yinghua believed it and ate it.
In fact, this was the sick meal given by the battalion headquarters, and He Siwei was reluctant to eat it and left half of it. After what happened to Wang Guizhen, she knew that she should no longer be soft-hearted, but thinking of Zhuang Yinghua's tragic fate in his previous life, He Siwei could not be cruel. Be determined.
It was obviously just a one-sided relationship. She saved Zhuang Yinghua first, but it was Wang Jianhua who made the decision. In the past few days when the incident occurred at the battalion headquarters, Zhuang Yinghua had been beaten and imprisoned for her, and he had been running outside in the woods for her for a day. She How could He De be so valued?
After Battalion Commander Deng came back, the battalion headquarters became quiet. He was like a magic needle fixing the sea.
Before going to bed, He Siwei also talked to Zhuang Yinghua about her return to the commune.
After telling Zhuang Yinghua the news he got from Battalion Commander Deng, Zhuang Yinghua didn't show any fear when he heard that the salesman was a kidnapper.
He Siwei was a little surprised and asked, "Aren't you afraid? If you had gone with him at that time, you would have been abducted and sold by him."
Zhuang Yinghua said, "Sister, people like me are like duckweeds, they have no roots anywhere."
He Siwei understood. She was saying that she was the same wherever she went.
It hurts to hear this, but how many people are like her now? Looking at her lightless eyes, He Siwei took a deep breath.
She said, "Yinghua, listen carefully, no matter when the time comes, don't give up on yourself. There is no obstacle in this world that you can't overcome."
Zhuang Yinghua said, "Sister, I took note of it."
He Siwei said, "Aren't you my sister now? You are not a person without a family. If you have anything to do in the future, please send me a message. In fact, you see, we are both people without a family. The more we are like this, the more important we are. Cherish yourself, if you don’t feel sorry for yourself, no one will feel sorry for you.”
Zhuang Yinghua's eyes turned red, "Sister, don't worry, I will live well."
He Siwei patted her head, and then the two fell asleep.
Early the next morning, He Siwei woke up early. Perhaps he had rested for two days and received an injection, and his whole body was no longer so painful.
Zhuang Yinghua beside her was not awake yet. He Siwei sat up gently with her hands on her feet. Her coat was placed on the quilt. When she was tied up for interrogation, everything on her body was searched. Yesterday, the battalion headquarters made statistics. All returned.
In fact, there is only a notebook and a pen.
After going to the countryside, the money in her hand was 116.4, and the national food stamps were 50 jins. She counted the stamps Shen Guoping gave her during the New Year. The national food stamps were 80 jins, and the oil stamps were 40 jins. The cloth ticket was thirty feet long, and the red envelope given to her by Lao Shen contained ten yuan.
Later, when Duan Chunrong returned home, He Siwei gave him ten yuan and twenty kilograms of national food stamps. In addition, he also had a teapot and a messenger bag. This time when he came down the mountain to the camp headquarters, He Siwei gave him the money and food stamps. She had them all with her and hid them in her underwear, so they weren't searched out. She wanted to buy a teapot.
Thinking of Zhuang Yinghua's situation, He Siwei took out 20 yuan, put it together with 30 kilograms of national food stamps, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and while Zhuang Yinghua didn't wake up, stuffed the handkerchief, the money and food stamps inside. She buttoned up her coat pockets again.
It is approaching the end of March, and the camp has a lot of busy things to do. Farms come to pick up supplies every day. Trucks from various farms come to the camp headquarters early in the morning.
When He Siwei was getting dressed, Zhuang Yinghua also woke up.
He Siwei said, "Get up and go to the cafeteria to eat first. You have to go back to the commune today. Eat more in the morning. I will talk to Master Xu and bring you some dry food."
Zhuang Yinghua was worried about causing trouble to He Siwei, so she said no, "Sister, you just need to eat enough today. You don't need to bring it to me. I can hold it for a while but not for a lifetime. I'm used to being hungry. If I really eat like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it in the future." live."
He Siwei said, "It will be different when I go back this time. I won't be as sad as before."
After saying that, He Siwei asked her to hand over her hand. Zhuang Yinghua obediently handed over her hand without asking what she was doing, and He Siwei took her pulse.
After examining one hand and then the other, He Siwei asked her, "What symptoms do you usually have now?"
Zhuang Yinghua said, "Sometimes I have bouts of chills and sometimes bouts of fever. My cough is not severe, just a light cough, so people in the commune say I am faking it. I always feel short of breath and chest tightness."
He Siwei knew the general idea and said, "Your condition should be pneumonia combined with myocarditis. I see that your face is pale and your eyelids are swollen. Although I didn't look at your lower limbs, I guess they are also swollen, right?"
Zhuang Yinghua's eyes widened and he nodded vigorously, "Sister, do you know medicine?"
He Siwei was thinking that something had happened to her at the camp headquarters these days, which made a big fuss. What Dong Qingnan wanted was for her to hand over the medical books, but Zhuang Yinghua didn't even pay attention to it.
She didn't explain, and continued, "I just counted, and your heart beats more than 160 times per minute. Such a fast heartbeat may be due to various pathological changes or non-cardiac diseases."
He Siwei asked Zhuang Yinghua to stick out his tongue again, "The tongue is light, the coating is slightly white, and the wind is strong. Your pulse is also weak. According to traditional Chinese medicine, this is wind-heat entering the lungs, evil in Shaoyang, and righteousness deficiency. The treatment is Reconciling the cardinal, strengthening the body and dispelling the evil. I will see if there are any medicinal materials here in the infirmary in a while. If there are medicinal materials, I will prepare a few medicines for you. You can take them back, drink them yourself, and slowly nurse yourself back to health."
Zhuang Yinghua nodded vigorously like a primary school student who listened carefully.
He Siwei was amused by her appearance and was about to say more when she heard someone coming in. She stopped her mouth, turned her head and saw the person coming in, and her face immediately sank.
Xie Xiaoyang strode in with such a menacing look that Zhuang Yinghua instinctively shrank back, but for a moment, he bravely stood in front of He Siwei and looked at the man who came in with hostility.
Xie Xiaoyang pulled away the woman in front of him. He used such force that Zhuang Yinghua tilted her body and almost fell down. Fortunately, she held on to the edge of the kang to steady herself.
He Siwei got angry on the spot and said loudly, "Xie Xiaoyang, what are you doing?"
Zhuang Yinghua, who was about to rush forward, stopped when he heard that He Siwei recognized the other party.
Xie Xiaoyang snorted, "You care about an insignificant outsider, but we are just grassroots in your eyes, right?"
He Siwei said, "Grass is still useful."
The implication is that you are worse than grass.
Xie Xiaoyang's anger surged. He grabbed He Siwei's shoulders tightly with both hands, and asked sadly and impatiently, "Siwei, tell me what I did wrong, and don't lose your temper like this again, okay? Do you know, I rushed over as soon as I heard something happened to you. Even if it made my father-in-law and his family unhappy, I didn't care. I did this for you without asking for anything in return. I just wanted to take good care of you on behalf of Master. I didn't mean to harm you. Why don't you You understand what I mean."
He Siwei twisted around vigorously and shook off his hand. Seeing her resistance, Xie Xiaoyang felt angry, and the hands holding his shoulders became a little heavier, and he and He Siwei shouldered them.
