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- 2. Sweetheart in times of embarrassment
Zeng Weicheng has not been like this for a long time. He calmly sat down next to Yang Qin and continued to listen to his mother's story about Qiu Chan.
Yang Qin mentioned that this experience was something she would never forget. Not to mention repaying it, it was sad and cruel to talk about, but it was a miserable and miserable life at home.
"I remember that Qiu Chan just turned eight this year, and you grew into a young man at the age of twelve. When you were both immortals, you had a lot of food and needed nutrition. I had to think of every possible way to improve the lives of you and Qiu Chan. Increase oil and water. But it is easy to negotiate a peace. All major daily necessities are planned to be supplied. Even if you have money, you can't buy anything. Besides, the family is not rich and has no extra money. Your father works in the supply and marketing cooperative, and he relies on his ten dollars every month. With just a few dollars of income, I can support my family of four, and we live a comfortable life."
Zeng Weicheng¡¯s eyes were moist. When he was studying, his teacher often told his students stories about remembering the bitter and remembering the sweet. He still didn¡¯t believe that his parents¡¯ generation would live such a hard life. Listening to her mother talk about the hard days in the past and the sad past of her family is almost shocking and unexpected. It can be said that the happy life of their generation was created by their fathers¡¯ efforts, sweat, hardship, and tears: ¡°What happened next?¡± Weicheng asked.
Yang Qin is getting older, and her eyesight is getting worse day by day. If she suddenly leaves Qiu Chan one day, no one will know about it. She should tell this while she is still alive, and letting Weicheng know about Qiu Chan's life is her last wish.
"Qiu Chan's household registration has not been implemented, and three people can feed four people. Adults are provided with twenty-five kilograms of food rations, half a kilogram of vegetable oil, and one kilogram of pork per month. Twenty-five kilograms of food per person per month according to current life I can¡¯t finish it. Today¡¯s living conditions include a lot of meat, a lot of oil and water, and plenty of other non-meal food. In these difficult times, twenty-five pounds of grain was not enough. Most of the time, a month¡¯s supply was consumed in a little more than half a month. , in the second half of the month or at the end of the month, you didn't have the last meal. Sometimes you and Qiu Chan were so hungry that you cried. When you saw some pickles left in the bowl on the table, you and Qiu Chan secretly wolfed them down. Here. Reduce the vegetables. Eating too much will cause excessive salt poisoning. This time Qiucicada was really poisoned. White foam came out of her mouth, her face turned blue, and she lay unconscious on the ground, which scared me. What should I do? In panic, I picked up Qiu Chan and ran towards the hospital. As I ran, I said to Qiu Chan: "Kid, hold on, we will be at the hospital soon." Hold on, mom won't abandon you! "
Qiu Chan didn¡¯t react at all, his face turned blue, and he kept spitting out white foam from his mouth. He was so unconscious that he scared everyone to death.
"Good daughter, listen to your mother, hold on, you will be at the hospital soon, your mother will be with you!"
Qiu Chan¡¯s eyes didn¡¯t move. She cried in her heart, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes into Yang Qin¡¯s arms.
"I know she feels uncomfortable in her heart, but she can't express it in words. I also know that her look shows her desperation for survival. She doesn't want to die and wants us to save her. Oh my god, I don't know what happened to my head suddenly. It's I was irritable, but I was still dizzy due to low blood sugar. I was buzzing all of a sudden, and my head felt like it was going to explode. The pain was unbearable. I couldn't care about anything at this time, and the distance of less than half a mile to the hospital seemed like a long walk. At that moment, you held Qiu Chan in your arms, her legs were like clockwork, and she ran towards the hospital desperately. You followed behind and cried while running, muttering: "Mom, I don't want my sister to die. You We must save her¡ª¡ª"
Zeng Weicheng finally remembered the scene at that time, when he was twelve years old and a young man: "My sister was sent to the emergency room, lying on the bed in the emergency room, the pale light shone on her, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was in pain. Tears flowed down the corners of my eyes and onto the white sheets. Sister, it¡¯s my brother¡¯s fault. It was my brother who secretly ate salt and vegetables that caused you harm.¡±
Wan Bihua, the doctor on duty in the emergency room, checked Qiu Chan¡¯s body and her vagina. Then she asked casually: ¡°Are you the child¡¯s parent?¡±
"I - I am a parent." Yang Qin was uneasy and silently prayed to the Bodhisattva for blessing.
"Did you eat anything before you got sick?" Wan Bihua asked while looking at the patient.
"The child is hungry. Eat salt and vegetables. Doctor, please save my child, I beg you." Yang Qin said good things to the doctor and asked her to save the child.
"The child is weak and slightly poisoned by too much salt and vegetables. How can a parent care for his child so much? Eating so much salt and vegetables will affect kidney function and damage the blood." From a doctor's point of view, Wan Bihua is either accusing or arrogant. Anyway, her words are the highest directive.
"Yes, yes, yes, Doctor Wan is right, I am not a good parent and I can't help my children." Yang Qin said in pain, and had to swallow the bitterness of embarrassment.
"Auntie, it's not my mother's fault. It was me who asked my sister to eat salt and vegetables secretly." Zeng Weicheng didn't know where he got the courage to defend his mother confidently.
"Oh - why do you need to eat salt to reduce vegetables?"Bihua asked.
"I'm sorry, Doctor Wan. The child is ignorant and has nothing to do with him. It's my fault." Yang Qin pulled Zeng Weicheng beside her and signaled him not to talk nonsense.
"The child needs to be hospitalized, go and pay." Wan Bihua asked the nurse to push the young patient into the inpatient department, and Zeng Weicheng followed behind without leaving.
Five hours later, Qiu Chan finally woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw her mother standing by the bed tirelessly, and Brother Weicheng sitting on a wooden chair and watching blankly.
"Mom, where is this place?"
Yang Qin was extremely happy. When she saw her daughter awake, her heart calmed down a little: "Daughter, this is the hospital."
"Mom, why am I in the hospital?" Qiu Chan was groggy, as if she had had a nightmare.
"It's your mother's fault. It's your mother who didn't let you get sick from not having enough food. Good boy, my mother will not let you suffer after menstruation. She will definitely let you have a full stomach!" Yang Qin hated herself for being incompetent and raising two children. If you can't raise a child well, when will this kind of life of just dying come to an end?
"Mom, why am I sick?" Qiu Chan is like a little fairy, asking endless questions as long as her condition gets better.
"It's your mother who didn't let you have enough to eat and you were hungry. Qiu Chan, it's my mother's fault that made my daughter suffer from the wind and rain." Yang Qin felt especially uncomfortable, her eyes were filled with water, and she tried to endure it. Don't let your daughter see her tears.
"Sister, I shouldn't have taken you to eat salt and vegetables secretly. If you don't eat salt and vegetables secretly, you won't get sick."
"Brother Weicheng, you also secretly ate salt and vegetables, how come you don't get sick?"
"I don't eat as much as you do, so I won't get sick."
"You're lying. You obviously ate more secretly than me. I saw it."
"I don't know either. Am I a boy and you are a girl?"
"I don't believe it, you are lying again."
Yang Qin wiped her tears and said: "Qiu Chan is a child with a lot of luck. She has been summoned by the Lord of Hell several times, and has come back several times despite catastrophes. I told her fortune and said that she is lucky, but she has a lucky fate. Fortune, and also said that she will be a rich wife with great fortune and wealth in the future. Your fate will be worse than hers, and you have no fate with her. Oh, fate is hard to say. You have to believe it, or you don¡¯t. Don¡¯t take it seriously, just treat it as nonsense.¡±
"Mom, do you believe in fate?" Zeng Weicheng never believed in fortune telling or palm reading. He believed in a scientific outlook on life and even more on a scientific philosophy. He believes that the best life is to be in his own hands and not to be influenced by monsters or monsters.
"I believe it, and I don't believe it either. As the saying goes, 'You are born with only eight lives, and you can travel all over the world without being satisfied with your life.' This is true. Weicheng, you are still young, listen to your mother, and don't deceive yourself when you should believe in your own destiny. , don¡¯t be frivolous when you don¡¯t believe in your own destiny. Sometimes destiny is weird. It is connected with your fantasies all your life. If you don¡¯t have fantasies about your life, you will be fine. - Son, although our life at that time was nothing. Sui is a little embarrassed, but it feels so sweet to be together as a family."
The more Zeng Weicheng listened, the more confused she became, and the more she listened, the more deviant she became - maybe she had a certain truth in life!
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