"Report to the government!How happened in 1942?" Hu Dafa was still very concerned about this matter, and when he was having dinner in the evening, he met the instructor who smoked for him, and asked while pulling rice. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, it's not good!" The instructors have all eaten, and they should have walked around the cafeteria, watching the prisoners eat, but these days, many young and strong prisoners have gone to dig stones and clean up the hillside, and there are few prisoners who eat at noon, all of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and the danger is very low, just take a break, and simply sit opposite Hu Dafa, "1942 is high blood pressure, a little cerebral hemorrhage, and a stroke! Well, it's cold today, the doctor said, and it has something to do with the sudden change in weather. I'm still under observation in the hospital, and I said I had to take an infusion."

"Oh! yes, the government, it's really cold in that workshop! No wonder!" Hu Dafa didn't dare to say more, nor did he ask more. This instructor has already spoken in detail.

"1974, what's going on with our 1942? What's the situation?" 1960 Wu Li had dinner and asked Hu Dafa as he returned to his cell

"High blood pressure, cerebral hemorrhage, I heard a bit of a stroke! Alas, it's all the weather!" Hu Dafa whispered.

"I heard that you carried him to the hospital? Okay! Running very fast!?" Wu Li joked as he walked. He was the boss of the cell, he was not too taboo, and when he said unlucky things, no one stopped him.

"How are you working outside?" Hu Dafa didn't want to say anything more, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Hehe, you're asking!" This question suddenly opened the conversation box of 1960 and started talking.

"Went out in the morning. I didn't have enough to eat breakfast, and I worked when I got to the place, which was tiring enough! I already knew that I would change to someone else! Also, wasn't it raining at noon? The food delivery car was still broken down on the road, and it didn't take until one o'clock to arrive, and my brothers were all hungry, and they couldn't get by! Alas!" Wu Li sighed, "Fortunately, this instructor made do, bought a cigarette, and gave everyone a share, or else, they would have to stare at him with white eyes, hehe!" Wu Li bragged to himself. Back in the cell, Wu Li was still a little unsatisfied, and always wanted to share his labor experience with Hu Dafa, who had not gone out to work, Hu Dafa was very good-natured, while doing gymnastics, while chatting with 1960, until the lights out horn sounded, but found that 1942 Lao Liu was not sent back!

"Boss, can you come back today in 1942?" Hu Dafa was still very concerned, looking outside the prison and asking.

"According to the illness you mentioned, I guess I won't be able to come back today, so I'll have to be hospitalized for a few days! Don't come back, it's very cold, and I'm going to freeze again, if there is a corpse in the house, it will be so infiltrating!"

"Oops!

"You're really a crow's mouth!" "Don't bother, hurry up and wash and sleep, you have to go up the mountain tomorrow!" the prisoners scolded 1960 and urged.

Wu Li really didn't think that he was cursing Lao Liu, but thought that he was telling the truth. After a few words of scolding with the other prisoners, they also washed and went to sleep.

"It seems that I really can't come back today." Hu Dafa lay on his bed, listening to the last lights-out call, and the incandescent lights in the cell were extinguished one by one, but he really couldn't sleep! "Alas!" At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Hu Dafa fell asleep in a daze.

For several days, Hu Dafa didn't see Lao Liu come back, and muttered in his heart, Is it really being said by 1960? No! When I carried him over, I was quite conscious! Could it be that he was delayed by the doctors, or did the instructors want to teach Lao Liu a lesson?

Hu Dafa pondered wildly.

Lao Liu is not here, and it does not affect labor. The workshop is still full of energy and enthusiasm. The weather is not like the day Lao Liu fainted, and now the temperature is already close to 30 degrees, and after May Day, someone in the workshop has to call to turn on the fan.

Ten days later, one evening, Hu Dafa and the prisoners who worked together were preparing to eat at the door of the cafeteria. Suddenly, I felt some commotion in the crowd behind me.

"Lao Liu is back!?" "1942 is back!" "1942, is he well!?"

Hu Dafa hurriedly turned around and saw Lao Liu alone, accompanied by an instructor, slowly walking from a distance. Hu Dafa took a look, his face looked good, and it seemed that he had recovered. In just two hundred meters, Lao Liu walked for several minutes. before reaching the end of the line.

"Thank you, thank you!" Lao Liu greeted people he knew and knew with a smile on his face.

"1942, all right, that day scared the hell out of us!"

"It's okay! It's okay!"

"Okay! Let's go back to dinner and talk!" The instructor was unwilling to wait in the sun for the prisoners to chat, urging everyone to reorganize the team, eat first, and talk about the rest.

This time, Lao Liu lined up behind Hu Dafa, Hu Dafa turned around and asked a few words softly, that is, he was just a little concerned, and Lao Liu also replied with a smile, as if he forgot that Hu Dafa carried him on his back, ran 500 meters, and sent him to the hospital. And Hu Dafa didn't emphasize the past, but just asked Lao Liu if it was convenient to move and if he needed to be supported.

"Add a spoonful of meat to 1942 to replenish nutrition!" An instructor said behind the canteen staff, and the chef who was cooking should take it and scooped a spoonful of braised pork for Lao Liu.

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" Lao Liu hurriedly thanked him, walked forward, and added a little vegetarian fried celery before holding the dinner plate and reaching Hu Dafa's table.

I don't know if it's the fate of the previous life, or if the two people have the power to attract each other, Hu Dafa and Lao Liu, when they eat, always sit together. At first, Hu Dafa felt that Lao Liu was old enough, and he didn't have a fierce face, so he was easier to get along with, so Hu Dafa followed Lao Liu;

Hu Dafa didn't want to listen to Lao Liu's thanks, this was really unimportant, it seemed to be a gesture.

There are often such things in life. When you give, whether you need to reciprocate or not, in the heart of the recipient, it is a favor. The recipient should not always try to reciprocate, because you don't know how much effort the giver used to complete the rescue.

Just like Hu Dafa thought, he was just a gesture and didn't need special thanks, Lao Liu just right, and he didn't think about a very grand thank you, exactly, complementing each other.

"1974, you take all this meat away! The doctor told me to eat more vegetarian dishes, I have to lower blood lipids!"

"Oh!?okay! You really don't want to eat it?" Hu Dafa looked around, took a pillar of meat directly from Lao Liu's plate with chopsticks, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the next cell opposite, and also stretched over, quickly grabbed the meat, and directly put it into his mouth. It seems that it is also manual work!