Chapter 080: Illness Comes Like a Mountain
Life seems to be like that, and people in every era have their own problems.
Ma Zhanzhan can actually understand the Honghai Village at that time, with overcapacity, currency not in circulation, countless wild meat in the mountains, and the autumn harvest in the fields, there is no one who really can't survive.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the three of them dispersed, and Ma Gui was sent back by Ma Struggle, Xu was happy that the old man who had not been drunk for more than ten years had completely turned into a puddle of mud.
Put the old man down, and Ma Zhan, who had been sitting in the room for more than ten minutes, turned off the lights and left.
On the way back to the house, listening to the sound of insects, he stopped to look at the window that was still a little bright as he passed by the health center, but finally did not bother.
The more money he earned, the more Ma felt that the number was an abyss. After a little experience with money, he really couldn't think of any better way for him than to post someone upside down.
Perhaps because of the drinking, his head became more and more cloudy.
All kinds of thoughts and speculations came to me one by one, and they flashed away, and it felt very deep but I couldn't grasp anything.
Back in the house, he buried his face in the basin, letting the cold water slowly eat away at the heat on his cheeks. Completely conscious, he raised his head, gasping for air, and shook his head to a wall of water.
Drying his face, smoking a cigarette, and frowning, he sat calmly and seriously at an old wooden table, and took a deep breath to open the heavy book with the three big words "management" written on it.
After he automatically ignored the English letters on the cover and the author's bio, he barely understood the table of contents, but the jerky words made people have a headache.
Suddenly, he found that he couldn't go on like this, and in the face of the management that seemed like a book from heaven, he gently closed the book and replaced it with a copy of "Tourism Planning and Design".
The content of this book is also jerky, but it is much better than the previous one, and it is surprising that he can read it except for some words that he does not understand.
There are many pictures mixed in the books, all of which I have heard about on TV, and I am not envious of the scenery in the pictures, but I am envious of the artistic conception and coordination that has been constructed at a great cost.
"Beautiful women also need to be carefully embellished, and this is true. ”
The muttering Ma struggled to make up a cigarette for himself, and he should not be able to last long without a cigarette to accompany him.
The head of the Diao people in the village is sitting at the desk at the moment and looking at the book, if he is seen by the villagers, he may think that he has seen a ghost.
Until late at night, Ma Zhan, who had barely finished reading "Tourism Planning and Design", closed the book and fell asleep.
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In the early morning, the weather suddenly turned cooler, and a drizzle that was not small interrupted everyone's rhythm. The students stared at the drizzle and trotted along the road, smiling faces on their cheeks, howling from time to time and then complimenting, "The air is so good." ”
The day was getting brighter, and more than 50 students were crowded into the courtyard and hall because of the rain.
The horse struggled out of the door, and the spirit was not good. Drinking and staying up late made his head sink slightly, or maybe it was a cold, and he sneezed.
With a sniff, he began to help with the work, because the rain had left the group of students with nowhere to go. After eating and drinking, they got together to play poker, and Ma Zhan, who had nothing to do, stood aside and watched.
Occasionally, when he received cigarettes from students, he would ask if he was satisfied with eating and drinking.
At ten o'clock, when the rain had stopped, he had not been able to see the old village chief, and he felt faintly uneasy in his heart, and he subconsciously ran to the old village chief's house when he thought of a certain thought.
"Grandpa!"
Before he could enter the door, Ma Zhan shouted out, with an anxious look on his face.
He pushed the door open and entered, only to see an old man half-leaning on the bed coughing. He was shocked, and asked repeatedly, "Old man, what's wrong with you? ”
"Lao Tzu has drunk wine all his life, and he has never been like this, the weather is so cold, you rabbit cub don't know how to cover my bed and quilt. ”
The old man stretched out his hand to grab the dry tobacco stick, but he felt empty.
"I'll call a doctor for you. Ma Struggle, who was nervous and put down in an instant, said casually. If the old man really appeared at this moment, he really didn't know what to do.
For more than twenty minutes, Ma Zhan took Sister Liu back to the room.
Ma Zhan, who was sullen and smoking a cigarette, watched Sister Liu treat the old man, he was not afraid of anything now, he was afraid of the old man's serious illness. If you want to say that you didn't have any money before, you really can't survive it, that's it. But now there is not much money, no less, I am afraid that I will fall ill and go bankrupt in an instant.
"The old village chief is fine, the old man is not easy to catch a cold, and it is estimated that it is the reason for drinking too much. After a slight pause, Sister Liu looked at Ma Zhan and said, "I suggest taking a two-day drip to make up for the elements that the body needs." ”
Ma Zhan nodded and said, "Trouble Sister Liu, the old man has nothing else to do." ”
"No, the elderly in the countryside are relatively healthier, mainly because of long-term physical labor, which makes their physical functions much stronger than their peers in the city. ”
"That's good, but it scares me to death. You said that I now have more than 200,000 yuan in my pocket to build a house, and something is going to happen to him, and I can't cry. Ma Zhan patted his chest and exclaimed.
Sister Liu frowned slightly, feeling that although this was sincere, it was a little more explicit.
"Rabbit cub, can't you expect me to be better?" The old village chief coughed slightly, and after a while, he looked at Doctor Liu and said, "Doctor Liu, isn't it just 0.5 degrees more, you don't need to take a drip, just prescribe me some medicine." ”
"Don't, let's take a drip......"
Ma Zhan looked at the old man and refused, don't have nothing to do, in order to save this hundred yuan is serious, then it will really go crazy.
More than ten minutes later, Ma Zhan sent Sister Liu out of the room.
"How long will those students stay? The day in the mountains is changing, and the temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days, so pay attention. ”
"There are still two or three weeks, and it is not so easy to completely cool down this day, and I guess it is early December. ”
"You just have a good idea, you're done?" she asked, holding out two fingers and glancing at Ma Zhan.
"Well, I've started to build a house in the past few days, and if everything goes well, I can sign a five-year contract, and I'll forget it, the net profit must be more than one million. Ma Zhan, who took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Sister Liu, said lightly, at this moment, he didn't have the stinky fart when he usually picked up a hundred yuan.
His calmness surprised her a little, so she inadvertently looked at it twice. After taking a puff of cigarette, she turned her gaze, reached out a hand to catch the rain falling on the eaves, and smiled: "Okay, horses, struggle, grow up quickly." ”
"Haha, it's all taught by Sister Liu and Sister Yu. "The horse struggled and said.
"Alright, give me the cigarette and I'll go back. You pay attention to the dripping water, and remember to change the jar. ”
Seeing Sister Liu leave, Ma Zhan turned around and went back to the house.
Looking at the old man who had pricked several stitches to find the blood vessels, he was a little distressed, and after a while, he said lightly: "Old man, why don't I move back to live?"