Nana shook her tired body and walked to the restaurant weakly with a tired face. She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to put her bag away.
Seeing the steaming food, beer, and Xu Hongdou, Damai, and Hu Youyu on the table, they asked in confusion: "Zhang Wentao hasn't come back yet?"
"I'm back. I'm taking a bath up there."
Damai stood up to greet Nana and helped her put her bag away. As soon as she sat down, he asked curiously: "Sister Nana, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm so hungry that my stomach is perforated, don't mention it." She took a breath, looked at the food, swallowed, and said tiredly: "After you left, Xie Zhiyao came to the store.
It was like seeing a ghost. A few minutes after he arrived, he received a call saying that Uncle Chang had fainted in the field.
No, I rushed over with you and have been busy until now."
"Ah? Uncle Chang fainted?"
Xu Hongdou was surprised when she heard this. She had dealt with Aunt Feng's family several times and was quite impressed with the shy Uncle Chang.
Damai and Hu Youyu thought for a while and realized who it was.
It was the white-haired man who looked a little old in age who came to the small courtyard with Zhang Wentao and Xu Hongdou last time. Although the two of them didn't have much impression of Uncle Chang, they both still remembered how he helped hang hams at that time.
When they heard that the other party had fainted in the field, the two of them looked at Nana with concern.
"Well, it's said to be anemia. It's quite serious. I had to infuse fluids for a long time. When Mr. Xie and I went there, Aunt Feng hadn't arrived yet.
When he arrived, he was terrified, so I stayed with him."
Speaking of this matter and mentioning Aunt Feng, Nana's tone was not only tired, but also a little sad.
The situation of Aunt Feng's family was discussed once or twice in the courtyard.
Hearing what Nana said, the three of them also had a trace of sadness written on their faces.
Especially Xu Hongdou, she thought of the mottled walls of the other party's house, the tea Aunt Feng and Uncle Chang drank, and the daily interactions they had with each other.
She was kind-hearted, and the joy that had just appeared on her fair and moist face had long since disappeared.
"Hongdou, can I have a bite of the buns first? I'm really hungry." Nana took a sip of the mineral water brought by Barley, moistened her throat, and asked.
Xu Hongdou said "ah" for a moment, came to his senses, and said with a warm smile: "Okay, you can eat it quickly. He just went up to take a bath not long ago, so there is no need to wait for him."
After saying that, she was afraid that Nana would be embarrassed, so she used the chopsticks in front of her to put a blue and white mixed bun into the other party's bowl.
Damai took a look and found that after Nana came back, a pair of bowls and chopsticks were missing from the table. He quickly got up and went to the kitchen to get them.
When she came back, Nana had already devoured it.
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Zhang Wentao wiped himself off on the second floor and put on clean clothes.
Before he was about to go downstairs, he remembered that he had been out for a day and had used his mobile phone a lot, so he took it out from his dirty clothes and saw that there were unanswered WeChat messages.
He frowned and thought about it.
On weekdays, his WeChat account is very quiet. Relatives usually call him directly when they want to see him. Xu Hongdou's messages were replied early in the morning.
So when he saw the unanswered message, he was a little surprised and a little worried.
What happened to Madman last time, after Pigeon called him so many times and he didn't receive the call because he was on mute, he set up vibrating reminders for incoming calls and WeChat messages.
now
With doubts, he clicked on it and found that it was a message sent by Si Qing before.
Si Qing: "Did the plane arrive safely? Everything went well (smiley face)."
Seeing the content of the message, Zhang Wentao pursed his lips and thought to himself, no wonder he is so young and can work his way up to the position of account manager.
I replied: Already arrived, thank you.
He put his phone on the charger in the room, then touched his stomach and walked out of the room. When he just arrived downstairs in the restaurant, he saw Nana besides the three of them.
The four of them all had sad faces on their faces, and they were a little confused. The three of them were fine when they went up, but why did Nana come down and they were all like this?
With doubts, he couldn't help but ask: "What happened?"
Seeing Zhang Wentao come and sit down, Nana, who was eating, smiled awkwardly, said hello awkwardly, and stopped holding the chopsticks in her hand.
Damai and Hu Youyu smiled bitterly.
Xu Hongdou sighed, frowned and explained slightly: "Uncle Chang fainted due to anemia. Nana stayed with him to the hospital without having dinner. She just told us about this."
"Uncle Chang fainted?"
Zhang Wentao glanced at Xu Hongdou with concern, then looked at the three of them, and asked in confusion.
I saw him two days ago and he was fine. Why did he faint?
Nana stopped, put down her chopsticks, took another sip of water, and said: "Aunt Feng and Uncle Chang have several acres of plums and 7 acres of land to grow green onions and potatoes. Aunt Feng has high blood pressure and high blood pressure, so she can't do it."
Physical work.
Now Uncle Chang is the only one who goes to the fields to water, fertilize and apply pesticides."
After Nana finished speaking, she sighed again.
"Sister Nana, how do you know so clearly?" Damai asked with his eyes wide open.
"Mr. Xie told me today." Nana shook her head sadly.
After listening to what she said, several people fell into a brief silence.
The hardships of farmers are written on their faces, printed on their palms, hurt in their waists, tired in their legs, and tired in their hearts.
Although many people can memorize the poem "It's noon on the day of hoeing, the sweat dripping from the grass is bitter, but who knows that every grain of rice on the plate is hard work".
But not many people can understand the true hardships of farmers.
Zhang Wentao's grandparents also worked in the fields. When he was a child, he was punished to pick manure for doing something wrong. This kind of vague memory exists in his mind as a child.
He couldn't taste much anymore.
In his memory, it rained heavily one summer, and the rainwater could reach his grandma's waist.
At night, in addition to the sound of rainstorm outside the house, there was also lightning and thunder. In the vague memory, grandma got up from the bed, put on a simple raincoat, and walked out of the house with rain boots.
This was the only impression he had that was fairly profound, and the others were even more vague.
"Let's eat first."
Perhaps because of hearing Nana's description, Zhang Wentao recalled some past events, and his tone became as melancholy as everyone else.
"Well, let's eat first, otherwise the food will get cold."
Xu Hongdou glanced at Zhang Wentao, and then said to everyone.
Originally, in the past, when everyone got together to eat, there would be endless topics to talk about, and occasionally laughter would come out.
But today's dinner party seemed particularly quiet.
When the delicious braised food is put into the mouth, the satisfying feeling of taste buds does not break the silent night.
Except for the occasional noise made by chopsticks, porcelain bowls and plates, everyone was somewhat silent.
After the meal, Hu Youyu went to wash the dishes while being stared at by Damai.
Nana regained some energy, picked up her bag, said hello, and went back to her room to rest.
"Let's go back and rest early. You've been tired enough for the day."
"oh."
Zhang Wentao stood up and took Xu Hongdou's hand.
When the two of them walked to the terrace, they said hello to Damai, who was supervising Hu Youyu in the kitchen, and then walked to the second floor.
"Shall I sit with you for a while?" Xu Hongdou suggested.
Zhang Wentao nodded.
From the moment they came out of the restaurant to the moment they arrived in their room, they held hands the whole time.
In fact, even if the other person doesn't speak, he still wants the other person to stay with him for a while. Although he is a little tired, he just wants the other person to stay close to him.
Even if it's just for a moment, that's fine.
"I seem to be becoming more and more inseparable from you."
After entering the room, Zhang Wentao gently held Xu Hongdou in his arms from behind, put his head on his shoulder, smelled the scent of his bun, and said softly.
"Um."
Feeling the other person gently stroking her neck, Xu Hongdou made a slight sound.
The sofa is right next to the two of them, but no one seems willing to take a step towards it.