Sent out by two confused little cats, Zhou Yuehai walked in the cold and dark heavy rain, and the corners of his mouth still couldn't control the ground, even if he left the warm fire, his heart was always warm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Xiaoan was so worried that he couldn't sleep, so he put the little tiger on his chest and covered it, touching its soft little paws and thinking about it.

"An An, Erhai is gone?" The wife reached out and touched Zhou Xiaoan's head, and patted her comfortingly, "Don't worry, all snakes, insects, rats and ants were quiet yesterday, and if the water of the Dongchun River doesn't come, we can't rise in this area, and they will come back when the rain stops." ”

The second uncle stayed on the other side of the embankment all day and never came back.

Zhou Xiaoan believes in the wisdom of her mother-in-law's life, and if her wife can safely say that the water will not come, then she can really let go of half of her heart.

In fact, what she is more worried about now is not the big water.

Zhou Xiaoan buried his head beside his wife's pillow and whispered, "Wife, my uncle is injured." He can't get cold, and when he gets cold, his old injuries recur, but he still has to go to the berm, and now every step he takes hurts so much......"

Every time she thought of this, she felt so distressed that she couldn't show it in front of him. He had worked hard enough, and her worries had no practical effect, so she could only hold back and not let him know.

The wife stroked Zhou Xiao'an's thin back one by one, and her voice was so peaceful that people's hearts settled down at once.

"Erhai is a soldier, he is going to fight, and if he can come back from the battlefield safely, we won't ask for anything. People have to suffer like that if they don't suffer like this, Erhai doesn't feel hurt when he is happy......"

Zhou Xiaoan slowly fell asleep in the patting of his wife, got up in the middle of the night and fed Xiaohu rice soup again, and then woke up and the sky was bright, and the rain was already very light.

There was the sound of tidying up and faint talking in the outer room, Zhou Xiaoan walked out just in time to see Zhang Youlin walking into the West House with a person on his back, and the second uncle was wearing a sack to protect him, "Youlin, be careful!" Don't touch your dad's leg! ”

The wife was busy boiling water in the stove as she counted him, "You child! The cowshed is leaking, why don't you carry it earlier! Can your dad's wound be soaked like this? What if there's a good one! ”

Zhou Xiaoan hurriedly ran over to bring hot water to the West House for his wife, and Zhang Youlin had already put his father on the kang.

Zhou Xiaoan looked at Zhang Wenguang curiously, the heir of the big family before the founding of the People's Republic of China, a great philanthropist who owned several charitable hospitals to treat countless poor people for free, a doctor of medicine from the University of Heidelberg in Germany, and the top orthopedic surgeon in China.

Zhang Wenguang has high eyes and a high nose, a thin and slender figure, even if he is so depressed now, he has a kind of lonely and arrogant temperament, unlike a famous doctor in the traditional impression of the Chinese people, if he wears a wide robe and wide sleeves, he is more like a famous man of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

People unconsciously want to look up and follow, and want to call him Mr.

Temperament is really a very strange thing, the kind of thing that is really soaked in people's bones will not change because of circumstances and appearance, but will bounce back more dazzling in adversity.

Now all the halos and titles on Zhang Wenguang's body have faded, and he is just a cattle watchman in the rural cowshed, skinny, haggard, with dry lips and peeling skin, and seriously injured, but it still makes people feel awe at a glance.

Zhang Wenguang had two homemade splints tied to his legs, and instead of gauze, strips of cloth torn from his white shirt.

Zhang Youlin skillfully untied the cloth strip, revealing the bloody wound inside, which was already inflamed and festering, but it was well cared for, and there was no smell coming out so close in the hot summer.

Zhang Youlin washed off the pus and blood around the wound and the slag of herbs around the wound with hot water, took out a few herbs from his backpack and mashed them and applied them to the wound, and used new strips of cloth to fix the splint and Zhang Wenguang's legs.

Zhang Youlin's appearance should follow his mother, his skin is fair, his facial features are delicate and soft, except for his tall stature, he almost has no resemblance to Zhang Wenguang.

When he was dealing with the wound, he pursed his lips tightly, his face became even paler, and his beautiful facial features faded away from his usual easy-goingness, bringing a rare coldness.

Zhang Wenguang was silently taken care of by Zhang Youlin throughout the whole process, if it weren't for the sweat from his forehead, it would hardly be felt that he was so seriously injured.

Zhou Xiaoan and his wife were infected by the silence and seriousness of the father and son, and they didn't dare to interject a word when they stood next to them.

The second uncle came in with a big bowl of cornmeal porridge, "Doctor Zhang, drink it while it's hot." In the past few days, the embankment has been busy day and night, and the child's father has not poured out the effort to come to see you, how could I have thought that your leg would be injured like this! These people ...... No conscience! ”

Zhou Xiaoan vaguely heard a little about Zhang Wenguang's injury, but he didn't know in detail, he only knew that he was not cured by the patient's family and was beaten by the patient's family.

The second uncle didn't elaborate, but couldn't help but lift her apron and wipe her eyes, and the wife also had red eyes.

Zhang Wenguang's thin face showed gratitude, and he didn't need Zhang Youlin's help, he took the bowl handed over by his second uncle with both hands, and put it on the edge of the kang but didn't plan to eat it.

"Sister-in-law Zhou, you can call me Lao Zhang. We can't repay your family's kindness to our father and son, so don't be so polite in the future.

This time I'm going to bother you for a few more days, you don't have to be so polite to us, and you don't need to take special care of us when it comes to eating, otherwise we will be even more embarrassed to bother. ”

The second uncle saw that Zhang Wenguang didn't plan to eat, so she was so anxious that she asked her wife for help.

She has always been in awe of Zhang Wenguang, and when she saw him speak carefully, she was afraid of offending this benefactor who had great ability to ask questions in college, and she didn't know what to say when he excused herself like this.

The wife walked over and stuffed the bowl into Zhang Youlin's hand, "Youlin, feed your dad to drink." It's hurt like this, if you don't eat something good, how can you withstand it! ”

Then he turned to Zhang Wenguang again, "Doctor Zhang, the life of the old man of our family was saved by your old lady of the Zhang family." Without your Zhang family, our family would be gone! If this is put in the past, we should offer your old lady an immortal tablet, three incense sticks a day......"

Zhang Wenguang shook his head and interrupted the wife, "Auntie, we are just a gesture, and your family's care for our father and son is to send carbon in the snow regardless of personal safety, which cannot be compared." ”

The wife waved her hand freely, "For our family, the grace of saving lives is the grace of saving lives, and we are not grateful because your old lady is a capable person?"

Our family is incompetent, and we didn't have a chance to repay the favor. Now that you have come to the willow ditch, we have to do our best to repay this kindness! What do you care about the individual, we rural people really know that we can't be without conscience!

Doctor Zhang, don't say anything, just live here in peace! As long as there is one day of our old Zhou family, you can stay in Liushugou for a day. ”

The wife took Zhou Xiaoan and the second uncle out of the West House and let Zhang Wenguang eat well.

Zhang Youlin soon came out, washed his hands and helped the second uncle light the fire.

I haven't seen him for two or three days, and his whole person has lost weight, his hair is still messy, his face is even paler, but his eyes are still warm, and he even smiled a little when he looked at Zhou Xiaoan.

Even the words he asked were the same as the usual ruffian Zhang Youlin, with a little cunning to coax children, "Sister Xiao'an, do you still have medicine?" ”

Zhou Xiaoan could hear the expectation and nervousness hidden in his words. (To be continued.) )