Telling this uncle's name is just to calm his heart, and he does not expect him to repay him in the future.

Wei Guoqiang tugged at the corners of his mouth, but still couldn't laugh, nodded, and turned around and walked out of the ward.

Feng Jiaojiao glanced at the ward and sat on the empty bed next to Yang Zhongyi's bed.

There are six beds in this ward, and in addition to Yang Zhongyi, there are two patients, one is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with one leg hanging from his legs, and a middle-aged couple is accompanying him to eat; and there is a little girl of six or seven years old lying on the bed, with a sallow and weak face, looking at Feng Jiaojiao with a pair of eyes, and a woman in her thirties sitting next to her, bowing her head with a sad face.

The aunt who accompanied the boy heard the whole conversation, and when Wei Guoqiang left, she finally couldn't hold back her curiosity, her eyes widened, and she asked with a gossipy face: "Little girl, don't you know this and the man just now?" raised his chin and nodded at Yang Zhongyi, who was unconscious on the bed.

Feng Jiaojiao tugged at the corners of her mouth and shook her head, sat on the chair next to Yang Zhongyi's hospital bed, and didn't answer.

She has no obligations, and she doesn't have the heart to satisfy other people's gossip.

When the middle-aged woman saw that Feng Jiaojiao didn't speak, she thought that she was arrogant and didn't want to talk to her, so she glanced at Feng Jiaojiao with disdain, muttering in her heart that this girl was a foolish lady, looked down at her son eating, and said with a smile: "Good son, eat slowly, what do you want to eat at night?" ”

The fourteen-five-year-old boy swallowed a mouthful of bone broth and said vaguely, "Didn't you buy pork? I want to eat dumplings stuffed with pork and green onions." After speaking, he continued to eat the pure white rice in the lunch box, and his expression showed no respect for a mother.

The middle-aged woman nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, Mom will make you big meat dumplings." "His face was full of love.

The middle-aged man sat on a chair the whole time, his head bowed, and didn't even say a word.

Feng Xinghua sat on the bed next to no one with the cloth bag of buns, staring at the bag in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

Today's day is the most touching day that Feng Xinghua has lived for 19 years, and her heart is blocked.

She used to see her sister take things from home to Feng Chuxia or other people in the village who were about to starve to death, and she also heard from her family that they also gave it to school, and also gave money for two or three people who had no money to go to school.

For this reason, she has no less trouble. P

She has always felt that her sister is the stupidest person in the world, taking the rations and money saved by her family to others, isn't this a fool?

But today, her worldview is reversed, Feng Jiaojiao saved this person who was about to be killed, and paid the medical expenses for people she didn't know, although she didn't agree and didn't understand at first, but she had nothing to say about saving a person, and it wasn't her money that was spent, so she had no right to object.

Seeing that her sister was generous and carried no less than 100 yuan with her, she was sure in her heart that this money was not given by her grandmother Feng Zhao.

silently swore that he would do more good deeds in the future, so that he could gather blessings and have a rich life in the next life.

But just now, the middle-aged uncle was holding a steamed bun, with tears in his eyes, and he wanted to speak and stopped, as if no words could express the gratitude in his heart, but he choked up and asked her sister's name, to always remember that kindness, and have the opportunity to repay it in the future,

The depth of the feeling in her heart is something she hasn't felt in more than ten years.

She didn't know if she could be so kind without asking for anything in return.

I can't breathe out of my breath and can't swallow it.

Do good deeds, and do good deeds consistently, not by yourself, never know how difficult it is.

Rich life is not so easy to get!

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Feng Jiaojiao felt irritable again, she sat down with a sore waist, stood up and walked two or three laps in the corridor, the middle-aged couple had already left, and the woman who accompanied the little girl gave the little girl water again and again, until the water in a thermos was drunk, and Yang Zhongyi's family members were not seen.

Returning to the ward from the hospital gate again, Yang Zhongyi woke up, and Feng Xinghua was sitting on a chair talking to him.

Feng Jiaojiao stepped forward and asked, "Awake?"

Yang Zhongyi looked at this beautiful girl suspiciously, he didn't know.

Feng Xinghua stood up and let go of the chair: "Jiaojiao, you can sit down, I'll go see if this uncle's family is here." ”

Feng Jiaojiao nodded and sat down on the chair.

Yang Zhongyi guessed that this beautiful little girl might be the one who saved him as the little girl said just now.

Feng Jiaojiao looked at the confused Yang Zhongyi and said, "Uncle, after you were knocked unconscious by those two people, my sister and I happened to be next to you at the time, and an uncle you knew sent you to the hospital. ”

Yang Zhongyi nodded weakly: "Thank you, little girl, I'm fine, let's go." "How can he have the money to go to the hospital?

"I'll wait for your family to come before leaving, or there's still a drip here. ”

Yang Zhongyi looked up his arm and saw the hanging liquid, and smiled bitterly, I don't know where Guoqiang got the money to give him an infusion, it was wasted!

"Uncle, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I made you porridge, drink some, I guess it's cold now." She specially went to the lunch box bought by the supply and marketing cooperative, and bothered Liu Erfeng to heat up the leftover millet porridge, steamed buns, and steamed buns sold in the morning, because she and Feng Xinghua no longer sold breakfast after they went.

Although Yang Zhongyi felt hungry enough to eat ten cows, he shook his head firmly: "Little girl, you can eat, I'm not hungry." ”

After eating, he has nothing to repay, no money, no food.

There were less than ten catties of corn ballast left in the house, and he believed that this little girl, who looked rich and noble, would not eat those things, let alone give them to others, and their family would really starve to death.

Yang Zhongyi has always been unwilling.

"Uncle, you can eat, we have already eaten, these are specially bought for you. As he spoke, he took out the aluminum lunch box, and the porridge inside was no longer hot, but it was not cold.

Feng Xinghua was worried that things were cold, so she held them in her arms all the way.

"It's not hot, you drink less first, eat a bun, and eat as soon as you're full." ”

Yang Zhongyi looked at the yellow, orange, and orange millet porridge and big white buns, but he couldn't resist the temptation after all.

I'm so hungry.

I only drank a bowl of thin porridge like water last night, and I didn't eat this morning and went straight to work.

He hasn't eaten millet porridge or steamed buns for more than a month!

picked up the porridge, drank half of the lunch box in one go, picked up the buns and took a few bites of the buns, and the buns were gone.

Feng Jiaojiao watched Yang Zhongyi's gobbling, afraid that he would be embarrassed, so she got up and sat on the bed next to her, right in front of the little girl's bed, and the little daughter kept staring at Yang Zhongyi, to be precise, staring at the food in Yang Zhongyi's hand.

Feng Jiaojiao looked at her and pursed her lips vigorously and swallowed her saliva. But she didn't say a word, didn't ask for it, and didn't ask her mother to buy it.

Really sensible!

The woman felt Feng Jiaojiao's gaze, looked at Feng Jiaojiao ashamedly, and then looked at the little girl and said, "Come, little girl, drink some water, you won't be hungry after drinking." ”

The little girl looked back at the woman and shook her head weakly: "Mom, my stomach is too full to drink." ”

The woman sadly dabbled her cuffs in the corners of her eyes and put the bowl of water on the bedside table.

Feng Jiaojiao really couldn't look down on this kind of poor person, she bought four steamed buns, six steamed buns, and there was a surplus!

took a bun and a steamed bun from the cloth bag on the bedside table, and walked to the little girl's bed: "Little sister, let's give it to you." ”

Against all odds

The little girl shook her head: "Sister, give it to that uncle, I'm not hungry." ”

Feng Jiaojiao didn't debunk it, "Then eat it when you're hungry, it's delicious!"

The little girl smiled: "Thank you, sister, my mother said, you can't eat what others give you casually, food is too precious." ”

Feng Jiaojiao looked at the little girl who looked like a little adult, smiled and said, "It's really sensible, this is my sister's reward for you, and it's a good child who listens to her mother." After speaking, he looked at the ashamed woman and said, "Sister, take it, adults can be hungry for a meal or two, the child is growing up, and he can't hold it!"

The woman burst into tears, woo-woo-woo......

She doesn't want to!

It's her mother's incompetence!

The helplessness of reality and the confusion of the future make the woman cry more and more sad.

It seems that only crying can vent the imprint and grievances in my heart.

The little girl hurriedly sat up and pulled the woman's head to climb on the bed: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry, Xiaoya is really not hungry, don't cry." He began to cry as he spoke.

Feng Jiaojiao was holding a bun and a steamed bun, she didn't know what to do, she wouldn't comfort people.

After a while, the woman's crying became quieter and quieter, and gradually stopped.

raised her head and saw Feng Jiaojiao still standing in front of the bed with steamed buns, and wiped her tears embarrassedly: "I'm sorry for letting you see the joke." ”

Feng Jiaojiao was full of sourness by the mother and daughter's crying, her eyes were moist, and she also had an urge to cry.

"Sister, take it. ”

This time, the woman did not refuse, saying that she took over this bun and a steamed bun.

"Little girl, thank you so much! My name is Li Yuzhen, I live in Lijia Village, if you can use me Li Yuzhen in the future, I will try my best to help you!"

This little girl is right, she doesn't eat for a day and starves to death, her daughter used to be unable to eat every day, and her body is thin, but now she is sick like this, and she can't think about the consequences if she starves for two more days!

Her mother-in-law is really ruthless, she really wants to starve their mother and daughter to death!

Feng Jiaojiao nodded, and was about to go back to the bed where she was sitting, when she turned around and saw Feng Xinghua standing at the door.

"Sister, why don't you come in, what are you doing standing there?"

"It's nothing, I'll go outside and wait. Feng Xinghua finished speaking and ran away.

Save people, help people.

Help people, save people.

These words kept spinning in Feng Xinghua's mind.

The tears of the middle-aged man, the gratitude of the teacher Yang lying on the hospital bed, and the howling of the eldest sister all hit her brain.

She felt their helplessness, and she felt the burning gratitude they felt when they were helped.

All three of them are because of her sister.

She is envious!

But these are all using money and food to help others, how can she have it?

Does she also want to take things from her home to help others?