When Li Rong returned to the ward, she found that it was very lively.
With Zhao Qingsong as the center of the circle, the aunt next to her was still sitting on her bed. The two old men were surrounding Zhao Qingsong, and there were a few little boys beside her.
I don’t know what they are talking about, but looking at the expressions of the people next to them, they are quite fascinated. If Li Rong understands correctly, their faces are also mixed with——
Excited? Impassioned?
"What are you talking about?" Li Rong walked in and asked with a smile.
Several children were chattering about things like "so awesome" and "beating the enemy".
Li Rong smiled and probably guessed what Zhao Qingsong and the others were talking about. It was all about the battlefield.
These things are said to be heroic achievements, and everyone from toothless old men to immature children likes to hear them.
So they chatted lively.
Old Man No. 1: "Let's talk about fighting. Xiao Zhao is a good guy and has even beaten a kid!"
Old Man No. 2: "I have also fought with the enemy. At that time, our conditions were difficult. We added millet and rifles, and we defeated the enemy's aircraft and artillery!" He lifted up his trousers and said, "Look, there were bullets eaten here, dig them out.
It’s scarred.”
Li Rong instantly stood in awe of the old man: "Our motherland is what it is today, thanks to you and your comrades."
It was almost lunch time, and Li Rong did not sit down and wait for Zhao Qingyang to deliver the rice, but planned to go and get it herself.
He Xing opened a shop today, so dumplings and noodles would be indispensable for lunch, so Li Rong didn’t buy any vegetables.
It's not meal time yet, there are relatively few people in the store, and He Xing is refilling the soy sauce, vinegar and other things on the table.
Seeing Li Rong come in, He Xing kept moving her hands: "Hey, sister-in-law, are you here? His father is planning to bring you food."
"What a hassle. If Zhao Qingsong has nothing to do, I'll come and get it myself."
Zhao Qingyang came out of the back room with a freshly washed lunch box in his hand. He was also stunned when he saw Li Rong: "Brother and sister?"
Li Rong told Zhao Qingyang not to send it away in the morning. Fortunately, she came early. If it was later, Zhao Qingyang would have to send it to her again.
Nodding, Li Rong was not polite to them and smiled: "What kind of dumplings did sister-in-law make today? I'll rub the dumplings."
"Whatever you say, you can eat as much as you want. There are leek pork and cabbage pork. Can you have some of the same?"
"Come!"
He Xing didn't know the specific situation of Zhao Qingsong. He heard that Zhao Qingyang said that he had a high fever. He cooked lean meat porridge in the morning and also cooked lean meat porridge at noon.
Judging from Li Rong's expression, she guessed that Zhao Qingsong probably didn't have much idea. When loading the dumplings, he packed several drawers.
"Enough, enough!" Li Rong quickly stopped her.
While having dinner with Zhao Qingsong, Li Rong suddenly paused, and Zhao Qingsong asked her what was wrong.
Li Rong: "It's over. I didn't take the train yesterday."
A trace of unknown meaning flashed in Zhao Qingsong's eyes: "If you miss it, just miss it. Why don't you, wife, take a leave and stay at home for a few more days."
"That won't work. If I go tomorrow, I can go before class." Li Rong lowered her head to eat dumplings, "You have nothing to do here."
Zhao Qingsong suddenly felt that the dumplings in the bowl were no longer fragrant. He held the dumplings for a long time and did not move. After a while, he covered his head: "Oh, wife, I have a headache~"
"What's wrong?" Li Rong put down her chopsticks, "Why do you suddenly have a headache?"
Are you afraid that you hit your head when you fell?
When Li Rong thought of this, her heart was in her throat. She stood up and walked out: "I'm going to call the doctor to see if I need a brain examination..."
"Hey," Zhao Qingsong pulled Li Rong, "It's nothing serious. Let's take a rest and take a look again."
Li Rong looked at the man suspiciously, and when she saw his eyes dodge, she quickly guessed that the man was pretending to be pitiful. She was angry and helpless, and glared at the man: "Don't make such a joke!"
"I'm wrong about my wife, but you can stay at home for a few more days."
Although it was not impossible, Li Rong felt distressed when she thought about the train ticket. She didn't know if she could get a refund. She would go to the place where she bought the ticket and ask.
Facing the man's dazzling eyes, Li Rong said: "Two days at most."
"OK!"
On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Zhao Qingyang came and drove his family's ox cart to pick him up.
Li Rong went to go through the discharge procedures. Since he hadn't lived long, there weren't many things to pack. Zhao Qingyang put the enamel basin, some water cups and thermoses that Li Rong bought here on the board, and asked Zhao Qingsong if he wanted them.
Help him up.
Zhao Qingsong waved his hand: "My feet are getting better soon. I can go up by myself."
If Zhao Qingsong was asked, he could drive back by himself.
Zhao Qingyang doesn't care about him. This younger brother has been strong since he was a child. Don't think he doesn't know that. Just now you saw him holding his younger brother and sister together as if he couldn't use the strength!
As the eldest brother, of course he couldn't watch him drive back like this.
She silently sat on the bus and waited for Li Rong to get up and sit down before heading home.
The autumn wind that occasionally blew on the road was quite cool. Li Rong asked Zhao Qingsong: "Is it cold? Tell me if it is cold."
The fever recurred in the middle of the night the day before yesterday, and Li Rong was worried that it would cause another fever if he blew the wind.
"It's a bit cold." Zhao Qingsong saw that Zhao Qingyang was not looking here and boldly leaned against Li Rong.
Li Rong pushed him away: "I'll get you some clothes."
In fact, it was Zhao Qingsong who just wanted to post: "..."
Zhao Qingsong, who had put on his coat, sat quietly and stopped fussing, thinking that he would have a good time with his wife tonight, because Li Rong was going to school tomorrow.
It's really annoying. The next time we see each other will have to wait until the Chinese New Year, at least three or four months.
Li Rong saw that he was silent and even a little depressed, so she asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere. I'm sleepy."
"Oh, then go home and have a good rest."
Zhao Qingsong: "..."
Ah, my daughter-in-law doesn’t understand his sadness at parting at all. What should I do if she feels even more sad?
As soon as she got home, Li Rong urged Zhao Qingsong to go back to the house to rest.
Zhao's mother heard the sound and hurriedly came out of the back room. When she saw that Zhao Qingsong was fine, she took a long breath and felt relieved.
When Father Zhao came back and described the scene of finding the person to her, she was frightened and anxious. When Zhao Qingyang came back in the evening and said it was nothing serious, she was not relieved either.
It’s better to wait until I see people now to really feel at ease.
"Stop blowing outside, go back to the house and lie down."
"Ah, yes," Zhao's mother also urged him to go back, "Sleep more, I heard that you also have a high fever."
"Mom, I'm fine."
"Now that you're done, you should take a good rest."
Zhao Qingsong went back to the house and lay down on the kang without sleeping. Now that he was almost fully recovered, he began to think about Lishan. He asked his eldest brother to visit him two days ago.
Only a small part was washed away by the roots, and most of the branches were knocked off.
Zhao Qingyang and Father Zhao have cut off the branches of the pear trees that were washed down in the past two days, leaving the roots and trunk and planting them back. As for whether it will work, we have to continue to see.