Zhu Ying walked out of the hospital, shivering in the cold wind. In the cold winter, the temperature is very low, and she is still wearing a thin jacket and cotton shoes. Tightening her clothes and stomping her feet, she raised her eyes to look into the distance, and what caught her eyes was a drizzle, light veil-like winter mist. The tall buildings and distant mountains are faint, and it is not real.

Yuzhou is foggy in winter, not because of the light rain, but because of the topography, so it is called the "fog capital".

Zhu Ying's heart was in a mess, bleak and cold, her vision was limited, and she felt dazed and helpless.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and there are people who wear umbrellas, straw hats, and hats, and there are also those who walk in a hurry with their heads bareheaded. It's only five o'clock, and it's getting dark. Zhu Ying touched the two yuan in her pocket and put her mind at ease. This was to buy dinner for the second uncle and uncle who were taking care of Aba in the ward. The hospital has issued a notice that Abba will be discharged home tomorrow.

"Buy them something delicious for dinner!" Zhu Ying said silently.

Discharge? Zhu Ying was not happy at all. She overheard what the attending doctor said to her second uncle and uncle, and summed it up in one sentence: she is terminally ill and there is no cure. Although she knew that this day would come, she still couldn't accept it. She pretended to be happy, fed food and water, and did not dare to show the slightest illness.

With a delicate and weak appearance, she has been her mother's good girl since she was a child, timid, honest, obedient, gentle and introverted, and never causes trouble. The happy times she once had seemed to slip away from her eyes inadvertently.

Abba's illness became more and more serious, and he coughed from morning to night, coughing all over his head and swelling tendons, and cold sweat broke out. The helpless Zhu Ying could only pat Abba on the back to slightly relieve her father's pain.

She once said sadly, "I don't read anymore", and before the words fell, Abba stared at her and almost couldn't catch her breath. Since then, she hasn't mentioned it again. Abba, who has been a soldier for three years, has traveled a lot and knows the importance of reading. Although many families around her did not have children in school, Abba was seriously ill and sent her to school despite her family's poverty.

Abba's illness is getting worse day by day, and the weak mother, for the sake of the family and the children, carries the burden of the whole family's life with her thin shoulders, and raises three children with hard work. Since then, Xiao Zhu Ying has lost the laughter of her childhood. As the eldest daughter, she has to help her mother with household chores and share the burden of life. Early in the morning, I get up early, help my mother cook, wash vegetables, dress my younger siblings, and go to school after all this; After school, laundry and sweeping the floor, fetching water and firewood...... What a little peasant girl should do, she can do, and the boy will do what she does.

Many times, Abba fell asleep after a violent cough. Zhu Ying knew that Abba's short sleep was also her rest time, and it was Abba's happy moment. Only when he fell asleep did Abba feel relaxed, without pain or worry. At this time, she was quick to do household chores. In fact, only when she heard Abba's voice, even if it was a heart-rending cough, would her heart be at peace. Or, when she is immersed in the ocean of knowledge at school, or she is doing household chores in her hands, and there is no time to think about other things in her head, she will stop worrying about whether Abba, who is getting weaker and weaker, will be able to spend the New Year.

Ten days ago, a sum of money was scraped together in the village, and the second uncle and uncle sent Abba to Yuzhou. The reason why I came to Yuzhou is because Abba used to be a soldier in Shuchuan and knew that there was a top military medical university here. However, after careful examination, the diagnosis was made that it was too late, and the physiological function was severely exhausted, and the drug could not be effectively absorbed.

Grandma has to take care of her sister and younger brother, and she can't travel far, so she can only be accompanied by Zhu Ying. For the first time, she learned that Abba had "tuberculosis", also known as "tuberculosis". The doctor said that it was detected early, and it was cured after several courses of treatment for several months. It's a pity that it dragged on for too long.

Zhu Ying walked along the street, repeatedly chanting in her heart, "Abba is gone, Abba is gone", she couldn't help but feel sad, her legs were weak, leaning on the banyan tree on the side of the street and letting her tears flow, her shoulders shrugged, and she cried silently.

"Little sister, what's going on! The old man beat or scolded his mother......"

"It's still a little doll, admit your mistake to Mom Lao Han if you do something wrong!"

"Carrying a rice bowl, isn't it a flower ......"

"Oh, look at the little girl's clothes...... Ethnic minorities...... Don't you know the way home? You tell me where your home is, and ask the police to send you ......"

Despite the lack of pedestrians, Yuzhou is a big city after all. After a while, there was a circle of well-wishers, talking around and around. Zhu Ying blushed her face, stopped crying, wiped her tears with a handkerchief embarrassedly, bent down to express her gratitude, and walked out of the crowd with her head down.

After walking for dozens of meters, Zhu Ying dodged left and right several times, fast or slow to avoid a nasty child. The little boy muttered, and for a moment he ran to look far away, and for a moment he looked closer, his big eyes turning around, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

How can anyone look at people like this! Bullying too!

Far from home, unaccompanied, helpless, tears flowed down uncontrollably. But her eyes glared fiercely at the boy like a kraft candy.

The little boy was unmoved, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were complicated and seemed to be very happy, as if he had discovered a big secret, and even a little admiration and inexplicable closeness.

"Sister Ying?" The little boy asked, as if in question.

"Huh?!" Zhu Ying was surprised and surprised. Is there anyone else in Yuzhou who knows her? It has been less than ten days in Yuzhou, and there is no such little boy among the people she consciously knows.

"That's it! Hong Yan, a native of Shuchuan. The little boy affirmed himself and introduced himself, quite self-acquainted.

Zhu Ying put away her tears and walked sideways, not wanting to talk to strangers in a strange place.

"I know you, your name is Zhu Ying, your home is in Xiangxi, and the mountain songs are very good......" Hong Yan continued to follow Zhu Ying and spoke to himself.

Why did Hong Yan come to Yuzhou again? For the sake of buying and selling, of course. sold, the family's 11 fat pigs to Du Xiangyang; To buy, he needs to engage in a car of quicklime to paint the walls. went to play on the street, and happened to meet the legendary Zhu Ying.

In his previous life, Hong Yan looked at the peerless woman on TV, who used to exist like a goddess. She is not only admired in her studies and art, but also admirable in morality, and she is absolutely virtuous and artistic. However, when she was a girl, her father died early of tuberculosis. The loss of a father at a young age is a great misfortune in life. She rose up in adversity and became a model for the Chinese people to learn from with her innate conditions and her own efforts.

Hong Yan once went to Xiangxi and browsed the Longtou Village in Zhu Ying's hometown by the way. Later, he saw a photo of her girlhood from the introductory article. Just now, he spotted her at a glance from the crowd of onlookers, and a sense of déjà vu arose. A young girl of twelve or thirteen years old is naturally far from her adult demeanor.

Black braids, slender eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a little dark skin (mostly malnourished)! Slim, well, mostly tall and thin. As the saying goes, it's time to "smoke the strips". Isn't that eyebrow the goddess of the future? Just now...... Immature, simple, and natural beauty that has not yet grown. Hong Yancai repeatedly identified it, judging from the phoenix eyes, face shape and clothing.

"Sister Ying, are you in trouble? Let's hear it, maybe my brother can solve it? Although he didn't pay attention, Hong Yan still asked. The distance from Xiangxi to Yuzhou is thousands of miles, and it is impossible for her to hike alone with a girl's family.

"You can't solve it, unless the gods come!" Zhu Ying said simply, giving Hong Yan a blank look.

Perhaps, she doesn't know about Yuzhou City, going uphill and downhill, with many stone stairs. Distracted by her speech, her feet slipped, she lost her center of gravity, and as soon as she swooped forward, her body seemed to fly, and she screamed "ah", and she was about to roll down more than 20 stone steps.

Suddenly, his right wrist tightened, and then his foot fell to the ground, and his hanging heart was also steady. Well, the out-of-control body is back on the ground. Zhu Ying followed her right wrist and looked at the owner of her little hand, which was the little boy who was chattering and distracting him.

At this time, he was calm and calm, without any nervousness or worry. Her heart suddenly settled, and she felt a sense of security that she had never felt before. Then, a hint of pink rose from the base of the girl's ear, withdrew her gaze, and broke free from her wrist to descend the ladder.

Hong Yan also felt funny, everyone was about to fall down the stone ladder, but the enamel rice bowl in his hand was still tightly clutched. He stopped talking, followed Zhu Ying into the restaurant, watched her stare at the menu hard, and finally beat a pound of rice, fried a mapo tofu and two taels of porridge.

Since he can meet him in this life, Hong Yan will of course follow him to the end. One after the other, Hong Yan silently followed the silent Zhu Ying, entered the hospital gate, and then entered the inpatient department.

Zhu Ying suddenly stopped, tears fell again, looked at Hong Yan and said, "Thank you for saving me just now!" Go back! ”

"Why don't you blame me? Did I distract you by talking? ”

"Why should I blame you?"

Hong Yan was stunned and speechless. Alas, those who think of others and leave unhappiness and suffering to themselves! Such people are often resilient, able to accept their fate, and can burst out with earth-shattering power to seek change.

"Then you go up first!" Hong Yan said helplessly, not wanting to annoy her. Thousands of miles to Yuzhou, and in the hospital, there must be a family hospitalized!

Hong Yan watched Zhu Ying enter the isolation ward and "saw" two adult men and a patient who was dying. Zhu Ying didn't prepare dinner for herself at all! With a sigh, Hong Yan carried the net into the ward.

"Ahem...... Cough ......" The patient was lying on his side facing the door, coughing with difficulty, and he had weakness of breath. I can't see my age, I can only see that my eye sockets are deep, my description is withered, my color is gray, and my time is running out. The lights are dim, and they are even more bleak.

Zhu Ying was behind the patient, patted his back gently, raised his eyes to look at Hong Yan, and then looked at the nutrition in the net pocket, and remained silent.

The two men woke up from their attention, found Hong Yan, and looked up and down. One of the slender faces took the Hongyan net pocket and said a slurred word. Hong Yan guessed that it was thanks for coming to visit or something. The other asked Zhu Ying with his eyes, but received no response.

The patient suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Hong Yan, his dim eyes were shining, he opened his mouth, and said softly: "Yingzi, there is a guest coming?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhu Ying agreed, and said to Hong Yan: "Thank you!" ”

Hong Yan gestured to the slender face, and then walked out of the ward. The latter followed him without surprise, and afterwards he wondered why the devil had sent a god to believe in a child.

The two chatted for half an hour at the end of the aisle. Hong Yan figured out what happened. It turned out that the slender face was called Zhu Ruishan, and he was Yingzi's second uncle. Yingzi's father, Zhu Ruiyang, coughed and wheezing a few years ago, thinking that there was a little problem, so he didn't take it seriously and dragged it off. The condition became serious, and he was diagnosed with pulmonary tuberculosis a year ago, and due to the long treatment cycle and high cost, he had to give up hospitalization and go home to collect herbs and hang himself.

"The doctor said it was useless, let me go home and prepare for the future! I don't know if my eldest brother will survive the New Year...... As soon as he left, it hurt his sister-in-law and sister Yingzi......" Zhu Ruishan frowned together, very entangled.