In the battalion headquarters, when someone was sick, they would often make noodles as a sick meal.
Here on the farm, not to mention sick meals, having enough to eat when sick is a luxury.
These noodles seemed to be He Siwei's own. When cooking before, He Siwei also put noodles in the corn noodles because he had always eaten them thin.
She was like this to everyone. She and Lao Shen usually had a good relationship, but now that they had cooked noodles, everyone understood it better. No one was jealous, but was warmed by He Siwei's actions.
After going to the countryside, everyone lived together and contributed to the motherland. Everyone tried their best, but it was really hard. Over time, the cold side of human nature was naturally rubbed out, and we had to rely on our own labor to earn a living. Things that come from home, or things that are mailed from home, are shared with others less and less.
When He Siwei first came to the countryside, she still maintained her simplicity. At first, most people were still laughing in their hearts, wondering how long she could hold on. Later, they discovered that the little girl had a temper, but she was never selfish in the face of major events. .
Later, when it came to everyone's affairs, the little girl was able to give away her own things without reservation, which is something that most people cannot do.
From the beginning, I just stood aside and waited to see the excitement, but now I admire him from the bottom of my heart.
So after He Siwei entered the tent, everyone was very polite. They knew that He Siwei had a good relationship with Lao Shen, and they were not so repulsive to Lao Shen on weekdays. After He Siwei brought hot water last night, everyone knew that Lao Shen was ill. , and some took the initiative to ask if they needed help and get Lao Shen to speak.
Because He Siwei is alone, the mood among employees is slowly changing.
After drinking the medicine and eating noodles, Lao Shen looked much more energetic.
He Siwei thought that Shen Guoping would send a message at some point, and she smiled on her face. She said, "Old Shen, take good care of yourself. I will come back in the evening to deliver medicine and food to you."
He Siwei handed him the wet towel and asked him to wipe his face, "Is your nose bleeding again?"
Although I had wiped it, I didn't wipe it carefully, and there was a dull color near my nose.
Wang Guodong, who was on the opposite bed, took over and said, "It bled twice."
Shen Hongwen also slept at the door, but he was facing Wang Guodong, so it was convenient for him to talk.
Shen Hongwen explained, "It stopped immediately, and then the bleeding stopped when I fell asleep."
He Siwei checked his pulse, but his frown never relaxed. He put his hand on his wrist and could feel the heat, "The fever hasn't subsided?"
Shen Hongwen said, "After it retreated, it started to burn again."
He Siwei looked at his dry and chapped lips, knowing that he was lying and that he was afraid that she would worry. She put it away, picked up the towel, went to the well outside, washed it with water, and put it on Lao Shen's forehead. , and gave him two metamizole tablets.
The medicine she brought with her when she went to the countryside was used up. The fire last time and the hemorrhagic fever caused all of it to be used up. She found these metamizole tablets under her bag when she went through it today. I don’t know when it fell down.
Shen Hongwen felt a little sore and stuffy in his heart when he looked at the little girl whose hair was still dripping with water and whose body was soaked by the rain.
The little girl cares about him, and the only thing he can do now is not to let the little girl worry.
He said, "Are you still taking the medicine? Let's drink another one at noon."
He Siwei said, "Okay, I'll bring another one at noon."
Seeing the little girl's eyes light up instantly, Shen Hongwen also smiled.
The male employees were all sleeping, and the two of them talked in low voices. It was raining heavily outside, and their voices were mostly covered by the rain, so no one except Wang Guodong opposite could hear what they were saying.
Although everyone is not as repulsive to Lao Shen as before, no one interacts with him in private, and Lao Shen still sleeps on the side of the bunk by himself.
After He Siwei left, the tent became completely quiet.
Xiao Shougen stood up, and Wang Guodong guessed that he was going out for convenience, so he followed him out. Behind the tent was a shed made of wood, which was also built for convenience when it rained a few days ago. The two stood under the shed and talked.
Wang Guodong said, "Director Jiang returns to the battalion headquarters. I think he will be back tomorrow."
Xiao Shougen looked at the endless wilderness and said, "I don't know if he can bring back a few five-share plows so that he can work quickly and open up more wasteland."
Wang Guodong said, "I hope he can bring some notch harrows and disc harrows. If the land is not plowed, the crops will not grow well."
Xiao Shougen said, "It's not good to plant corn. If there are no scions before the frost, there will be no harvest if we plant them. It's best to get back the wheat seeds."
Wang Guodong didn’t have much hope. The land that was opened up in the first year was called wasteland. Nothing could be grown on this land, and half of it would be occupied by weeds. Even the wheat grains were mostly flat, so there were more experienced ones. It will be abandoned for a year. This is the experience summed up by those who first came to open up wasteland. However, their farms are not good. They are just starting to build now. If they open up wasteland without planting, it will not be justified if they report it to the superiors.
We all know that there will be no harvest if we sow seeds, but we still sow them because of the influence of the current era. No matter whether it is right or not, the slogan is shouted, but it is still wrong to do it, regardless of whether it is scientific or not.
People like them who have been in Beidahuang for a long time know these things, but they all keep it in their hearts.
Hearing a sound behind them, the two looked back and saw a figure getting up from the well carrying a basin, and then entered the female staff tent.
Looking away, Wang Guodong said, "The little girl is not very young, and she is quite independent."
Whatever you do, regardless of whether it affects you or not, just rush forward. This stupid energy is very similar to the time when they were 17 or 18, not afraid of anything, just do it.
Xiao Shougen said, "Xiao He, an educated youth, does have some energy in him."
After the two were relieved, they returned to the tent. Over there, He Siwei changed out of his wet clothes, washed them, hung them up at the door. There was just enough wind to blow in, but he wouldn't get caught in the rain, so he could dry quickly.
There was nothing we could do about our shoes. The tent was soaked with water and they would get wet whenever we went out on the ground. So we simply washed them and put them on the bed aside, so we could wear them directly when the time came.
It's just that the body has been wet for a long time, and the fingers and toes are wrinkled by the soak, as if the soak has "swollen", and the wounds are even worse, the wounds are very red and swollen.
Zhao Yongmei and the others also prepared the rice and delivered it to the male workers despite the rain, while the women started eating.
He Siwei wrapped his cotton coat tightly around his body. After eating a duck egg, he fell into a deep sleep. As for the medicine for Lao Shen, it was still on the stove. As long as there was fire in the stove, there was no need to worry about it. Just take it slow.
Because there was a stove in the tent, it was much warmer. There was no need to go out to work, so everyone took out all the clothes that needed to be mended on weekdays. The fire in the stove was strong, and they could also dry the clothes that had been soaked in water yesterday.
After Teng Fengqin dried her clothes, she walked from the bunk to the tent door, picked up He Siwei's wet clothes, and turned back to the stove.
