The patients in the ward have all gotten up, and there is an endless stream of family members who are returning and returning to deliver meals.

Most of the dumplings were the same as those brought by Wang Lamei, but many people sent them with porridge in large enamel tea jars or aluminum lunch boxes. Sick people have a weak appetite, and a few sips of thin hot in the morning can also nourish the stomach.

Those with better conditions will buy a sick meal in the hospital, which is the same price as the restaurant outside, but it is softer.

A bowl of small wontons costs two cents a dime, and then two taels of food stamps, six cents of fried dough sticks, one or two food stamps, and one six cents of buns, and two taels of food stamps.

There were very few people who bought it, and there were one or two people in the ward who drank wontons and ate fritters, and the smell of sesame oil and flour permeated the whole room, and everyone secretly swallowed their saliva, but they didn't glance into other people's bowls.

The eater held the enamel rice bowl and sucked it loudly, and his face was flushed with a superior flush.

Of course, most people can't be so extravagant, and it's very good to spend five cents on a bowl of egg drop soup and a steamed bun.

Egg drop soup doesn't need food stamps, steamed buns cost five cents a piece, and two taels of food stamps.

Zhou Xiaoan looked at the crumpled two cents in his hand, which would be enough to buy a seven-cent toothbrush and a tube of one-and-a-cent toothpaste.

It's just that she wants to take care of her stomach first, and people won't sell her money if she doesn't have food stamps.

She could only honestly put her eyes on the lunch box in her hand.

The three bran dumplings are almost all bran and wild vegetables, barely maintaining a shape, and the hand strength is a little bigger before they are touched, and the taste can be imagined.

But you have to eat it, and you can't rely on the fine food approved by the hospital every day.

Zhou Xiaoan carefully pinched a piece, but it still fell apart halfway, and there was no choice but to put it in the palm of his hand and eat it in his mouth with his eyes closed.

A musty and earthy smell instantly filled his mouth, and the rough scum rushed straight to the trachea, Zhou Xiaoan covered his mouth and coughed several times before he could barely suppress the urge to squirt out of his mouth.

It was easy to suppress the cough, and Zhou Xiaoan tried to chew what was in his mouth. The taste was too strange to describe, but she had to work hard to get used to it, and for a long time to come, she would have to rely on this food to survive.

In fact, she wanted to swallow it directly, but unfortunately this thing was too dry and rough, and in the absence of water, swallowing it directly would definitely choke her to death.

Zhou Xiaoan endured the itch in his throat while straightening his neck and trying to swallow, and when he ate the bran dumplings, his eyes were red.

It's really choking, coughing and enduring, anyway, she won't admit that it's too unpalatable and sad to cry.

Zhou Xiaoan ran to the nurse's station and asked the nurse for an empty glass bottle of glucose, took a bottle of hot water, put the water and bran dumplings on the bed, took a deep breath, took out courage, and beat himself for half the weather, before stretching his neck and trying to go down half the ball with hot water.

It's really not good, Zhou Xiaoan felt that her entire digestive tract was numb from her mouth to her stomach, she stopped panting, and decided that the first meal would be like this, and she had to slowly adapt to it.

In fact, if you eat it again, you will definitely have to vomit.

This little thing a day, although it is difficult to eat, she is still reluctant to vomit......

After all, when she was in the Han family, she could only eat such a dumpling in a day.

Zhou Xiaoan covered the lunch box like completing the task, sat on the bed and drank hot water, trying to wash down the strange taste in his mouth.

A white-skinned and big-eyed teenager walked in, and when he saw Zhou Xiaoan, he smiled before he could speak, "Second sister!" ”

The boy is Zhou Xiaoan's youngest brother, Zhou Xiaoquan.

Zhou Xiaoquan is thirteen years old and grew up on Zhou Xiaoan's back since he was a child, and the relationship between the sister and brother is very good.

The children of the Zhou family look very bipolar, the eldest brother Zhou Xiaoxuan and the eldest sister Zhou Xiaoxian look like their mother Wang Lamei, with a large skeleton and a strong body, and even their facial features follow the high cheekbones and thin eyes of the Wang family.

The second brother Zhou Xiaozhu, the third brother Zhou Xiaolin, the younger brother Zhou Xiaoquan and Zhou Xiaoan, and Zhou Xiaoling sisters look like their father Zhou Dahai, with white skin, a high nose bridge, medium characters, and a pair of big eyes that can smile.

Thirteen-year-old Zhou Xiaoquan is still a stunned boy who is not very sensible, it is a habit to laugh first when he sees people, and when he sees the gauze on his sister's arms and head, his eyes are red all of a sudden, and he turns around and leaves angrily, "I have to smash the old Han family again ******!" ”

"Zhou Xiaoquan! Give me back! I don't know if it's because she has a different relationship with Zhou Xiaoquan, or if the real distress and anger on this child's face make Zhou Xiaoan feel comfortable, and she can get along with him naturally when they meet for the first time.

Zhou Xiaoquan had always listened to his second sister's words, and reluctantly came back with his neck in a huff, but he didn't speak, and only took out a glass canned bottle from the army-green satchel he carried, which contained less than half a jar of sugar.

This is definitely not given by Wang Lamei, with her style, she will not take out all the sugar jars.

"Where did it come from?" Zhou Xiaoan asked the little boy seriously.

In this era, it's not easy to get a little sugar, whoever hides it like a baby, Zhou Xiaoquan is a half-sized child, and if he gets so much sugar, the way is definitely not right.

"Leave it alone! You can eat it if you give it to you! Zhou Xiaoquan's eyes turned even redder, "I asked, they said you were hungry!" ”

Zhou Xiaoan looked at the thin boy in front of him, he would be fourteen years old in a few days, but he was only a little more than one meter six tall, so thin that his chin was pointy, and his eyes and head were particularly big.

The blue-black pants were a little shorter, and there were several large patches, and the patches on the knees were worn out, revealing the black and yellow old cotton of the cotton pants inside.

The upper body is a fat and large blue labor cloth smock, with the words "Peizhou Coal Mine" printed on the chest, and it is also patches stacked on patches, obviously picking up the old work clothes of which brother and sister.

Zhou Xiaoan looked at his stubborn face, his heart was inexplicably soft, and he didn't mention the jar of candy first, "Did you go to Lao Han's house?" ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Xiaoquan immediately stopped losing his temper with his sister, and told her with great interest:

"Yesterday, my aunt went back, and our family went! The eldest brother, the second brother, me, and the sister-in-law and aunt! Just in time for Han Dazhuang to get off work! My eldest brother and I held it down and beat him up! Auntie smashed their house! I'm you off! ”

Zhou Xiaoan was speechless, she wasn't grateful to her mother's family for giving her anger, but what problem could be solved by making such a fuss? Isn't she starving and freezing in the hospital? The Han family has even more reason not to give her food money this time......

"Second sister, I came here after smashing last night, but it was too late for the inpatient department to let me in. If I knew that you were so badly injured, I would definitely punch Han Dazhuang a few more times! ”

Zhou Xiaoquan patted his chest with his second sister, "Don't be afraid! Auntie said, if the old Han family dares to bully you again in the future, our family will still smash them! ”

Zhou Xiaoan sighed, what she expected was good, her life has been like this, and the Zhou family has never considered letting her divorce.

couldn't tell a half-grown boy clearly, Zhou Xiaoan pulled Zhou Xiaoquan to sit down, "Later, you send the sugar jar home, be careful that your aunt knows and beats you." ”

Zhou Xiaoquan's temper followed Zhou Dahai, looking white and pure, in fact, he was stubborn and explosive, and he usually caused trouble and fought, but no matter how poor and bitter he was, he never stole anything, this jar of candy must have been taken from his own home.

Zhou Xiaoquan refused, "It's for you, you can eat it with confidence!" My aunt asked me to bring it, and I still have it at home. But they didn't dare to look at their sister, there was indeed one at home, but they all knew that the sugar sister and brother couldn't eat a bite.

If it was the original Zhou Xiaoan, who was even more stubborn than Zhou Xiaoquan, he would definitely teach his younger brother a tough lesson, and might even give him two slaps.

But Zhou Xiaoan, who had changed people, opened the sugar jar with a smile, pinched a small pinch of candy and put it in his mouth, so sweet that his eyes were bent into crescents, and pinched a pinch to Zhou Xiaoquan, seeing that he was hiding and refusing to eat, he pressed his head and stuffed it in, "Sweet!" ”

Zhou Xiaoquan nodded vigorously with sugar, he didn't remember when he had eaten sugar last time, usually the third sister Zhou Xiaoling and grandmother Mrs. Wang could occasionally drink a bowl of sugar water, he was in good health, Wang Lamei didn't let him see it.

Zhou Xiaoan pinched it out again, the sister and brother ate a little, and put the rest into hot water to make sugar water.

She flattened the sugar in the glass bottle and stuffed it to Zhou Xiaoquan, "Put it back secretly, I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and I have a way to let my aunt give me candy when I go home." ”

Seeing that his brother didn't believe it, Zhou Xiaoan took out the two cents and showed him, "Auntie gave it, you can go outside and buy me a set of toothbrushes and toothpaste later." ”

Zhou Xiaoquan was surprised, usually Wang Lamei is not so good at talking, the second sister has to be scolded for two days if she wants to change her toothbrush, how can she give money and not scold. She didn't curse when she went back today!

The sisters and brothers talked next to each other for a while, Zhou Xiaoquan ran to the store near the hospital to buy toothpaste and toothbrush for Zhou Xiaoan, pinched the remaining penny and smiled in his pocket as errand money, and then hurriedly ran back.

He is now in the first year of junior high school, and during the winter vacation, he will go to pick up cinders to add firewood to the family, and the wood halberds, bark and most of the coal that the family has set fire to the house for a year are all brought back by him during the winter and summer vacations, and he can't be idle every day, and he came secretly to see his sister, and Wang Lamei did not allow him to delay his work and come to the hospital.

Zhou Xiaoquan left, Zhou Xiaoan drank a few sips of sugar water in the glass bottle, and felt a lot more relaxed.

Zhou Xiaoan is not alone after all, at least he has a younger brother who really cares.

It is rare for the sun to shine outside, and Zhou Xiaoan doesn't want to hold back in the polluted ward, so he goes out for a walk slowly.

Passing by the nurse's station, I chatted with the head nurse for a while, and the head nurse gave her a wad of yellowed toilet paper, saying that it was a spare item at the nurse's station, a dime and a half a knife, which could be recorded on her bill and settled together after she was discharged from the hospital tomorrow.

Zhou Xiaoan sincerely thanked her, although it was an intentional relationship to get the convenience, but the head nurse had to take care of her.

At this time, there was basically no roll of toilet paper, nor was it bleached, and the smooth and hard was straw paper, which only cost eight cents a knife. This kind of Zou noodles are the most common to be soft and yellow, and they are a dime and a knife. There is also a pink, Zou face, which is very soft and requires three cents and five knives.

After going to the toilet for a long time, Zhou Xiaoan barely took care of himself, and his walking posture was a little weird and he continued to walk. I'm really not at ease, I don't know when something will go wrong, this world without sanitary napkins is terrible......

At the end of the hallway there is a staircase leading to the roof, and the iron door above it is locked with an iron lock.

Zhou Xiaoan walked up the stairs, studied the lock with it, took out two black thin hairpins from his head, straightened them and bent a small hook at one end, stretched them into the keyhole and tried for a while, and with a hard bang, the lock was opened.

Zhou Xiaoan whistled briskly, snapped his fingers, took off the lock, opened the door and went to the rooftop.

Zhou's father is the youngest child of the Zhou family, and Zhou Xiaoan is also the youngest granddaughter.

The one who took care of her the most was the lobby brother and the little cousin, especially the little cousin, who was always afraid that she would be bullied after knowing what happened to her in kindergarten, and he himself learned martial arts from a retired teacher from a provincial martial arts school, and also took the little cousin to learn together.

Children who learn martial arts are a bit heroic, they love to take care of the weak, and after some publicity by the little cousin, they are very tolerant of Zhou Xiaoan, a quiet and poor little child.

A child is sensitive and knows best who is good to her. Zhou Xiaoan got along well with this group of children who were kind to her, and she didn't exclude going to that community martial arts class to play.

At that time, she basically refused to communicate with strangers, and did not say a word except for her family.

It was easy for her daughter to have a collective that was not excluded, Zhou's father ran to beg and begged the old teacher, Zhou's mother pulled the teacher's mother and cried several times, and finally, Zhou Xiaoan was fortunate to become the youngest supernumerary student in the martial arts class at the age of five.

Two days a week, Zhou Xiaoan put on his practice clothes and went to the teacher's house to make trouble with a group of brothers and sisters for two hours.

This is five or six years, and I have only learned two and a half self-defense techniques in martial arts, but I have not learned less messy things, including unlocking.

Zhou Xiaoan went to the rooftop, thought about it, and hung the lock from the outside to prevent others from coming up again.

The hospital does not allow patients to come up, there must be their considerations, not to mention anything else, it is these hanging sheets, which are in short supply now.

Rows of snow-white sheets hang on the rooftop, gently fluttering in the breeze, and the cold but fresh smell of cold winter air is unique to the face.

Zhou Xiaoan slowly walked over and came to the edge of the building to look into the distance. The surroundings are basically bungalows, densely packed with black press, only in the distance there are two gray three-story buildings on the side of the mining area, and a few scattered red brick small second floors.

A little farther away, a small white western-style building, which was once the residence of a reactionary capitalist, has now been confiscated, and dozens of families of workers live there, and the Han family lives there.

Looking further afield, the centuries-old city of Peizhou does not have many buildings, and is full of crowded and dilapidated squares and shantytowns.

Zhou Xiao'an looked far away, Peizhou Coal Mine was in Dongcheng, and the family area of Peizhou Steel Mill she was familiar with was in Xicheng, even if there was sun, most of the city was separated, she could only vaguely see the big chimneys of the steel mill emitting gray-white smoke.

The home she once knew was not visible at all. The city she once grew up in no longer has a hint of familiarity.

Zhou Xiaoan looked into the distance in a daze, until he found that more and more people were gathering downstairs.

Before she could understand what was going on, an aunt had already started shouting at her, "Girl! Don't think about it! It's better to die than to live! ”

There were also people next to him who were babbling, and for a while, there was a lot of chaos downstairs, and they all shouted at Zhou Xiao'an with their necks up.

The iron door leading to the rooftop also came with the sound of an eager bang.

Zhou Xiaoan immediately understood what was going on, and 10,000 heads of herbivores with their names teasing the long-looking beast rushed by, and she actually "committed suicide" on the second day of "being miscarried"!