"The big girl is coming to our house for the first time this year, the red envelopes of the two of us should be given separately, one for each person, and the package must be thicker, when I came here a few days ago, Qiuyue didn't want us to give the red envelope to the big girl, today we have to wrap the red envelope in, wife, are you ready for the red envelope, don't give a few children at that time."

Mrs. Zhao nodded hurriedly when she heard this, "I'm ready, it's all in my pocket." ”

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and touched it, poured out the tickets in the red envelope and counted them, and then handed him the one of Old Man Zhao.

Old man Zhao touched the thickness of a handful of red envelopes, nodded with satisfaction, and gave a red envelope to his little granddaughter for the first time, the old man was a little excited, and his face suddenly smiled into a chrysanthemum.

You must know that their old Zhao family has given birth to a daughter named Zhao Qiuyue since his generation.

From Zhao Qiuyue's generation, only Zhao Qiuyue gave birth to a daughter.

In other words, the three generations of the old Zhao family have two generations of Zhao Qiuyue's mother and daughter and two daughters, which shows how heavy their status is in the Zhao family.

Old Man Zhao checked his red envelope, and couldn't help but ask his youngest son Zhao Jianjun, "Jianjun, have you prepared a red envelope for the eldest girl?" She's the first time she's coming to our house to pay New Year's greetings, so you can pack a little more and make the little girl happy. ”

Zhao Jianjun sat by the brazier, stretched out his hand to roast the fire, and nodded with a smile, "Ready, Dad, don't worry." ”

Old Man Zhao got a clear reply, so he was relieved, and sat on the chair by the brazier and started the fire, but after a while, he couldn't sit still, and walked to the courtyard with Mrs. Zhao, stretched his neck to see Zhao Qiuyue and them.

Zhao Jianjun was amused by his appearance, and said that the old lady was too anxious, and he himself was not very anxious.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a muffled sound in the courtyard, followed by Mrs. Zhao's exclamation.

Zhao Jianjun secretly said that it was not good, and he hurriedly ran out of the hall, and saw that in the yard, Old Man Zhao was falling in the snow, Mrs. Zhao was stretching out her hand to pull, but they were all elderly people, she pulled a few times and did not pull people up, but let herself fall to the ground.

Zhao Jianjun hurriedly strode over and helped Mrs. Zhao up first.

While asking her what was going on with Old Man Zhao, she reached out to check if he had hurt his bones.

His fall doesn't look light, the old man's bones are the most fragile, and if he breaks the bones, it's terrible.

Mrs. Zhao was also frightened by Mr. Zhao's appearance, and tears flowed out.

"I don't know how to take it easy at such an age, why did I fall? It doesn't matter if you want it, old man, don't be scary. ”

Old Man Zhao may have really fallen hard, and he couldn't speak for a long time, so he could lie on the ground and gasp for breath.

Zhao Jianjun saw that the situation was not good, so he had to be sent to the hospital immediately.

He carefully helped the person up from the ground, gently put it on his back, and instructed Mrs. Zhao: "Mother, I will send my father to the hospital, and you can stay at home when the road is slippery outside." ”

As he spoke, he strode out of the courtyard with the man on his back.

Mrs. Zhao was worried that Old Man Zhao wanted to follow, but when she thought of her son's words, she stopped again.

The snow was still so thick outside, and the old man had fallen like that, and she couldn't make any more trouble with them.

But waiting is the most anxious thing.

When Wang Jiao's family arrived at Zhao's house, what they saw was Mrs. Zhao who was in a hurry in the yard.

Before they could come forward to greet them, Mrs. Zhao saw them first, as if she had found the backbone of the heart, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly rushed towards them.

"Oh, Qiuyue, Dacheng, you're here, your father just fell in the yard, and was carried to the hospital by your third brother, your eldest brother and second brother both went to their mother's house to pay New Year's greetings and weren't at home, your father fell not lightly, I'm worried in my heart, Dacheng, you hurry up and see what the situation is."

As he spoke, he took out a handful of paper tickets from his pocket and stuffed them into Qian Dacheng's hand, "I don't know if Jianjun has any money on him, take this with you." ”

This sudden change also frightened Wang Jiao and his family, on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Old Man Zhao looked fine, why did he fall today?

Looking at Mrs. Zhao's meaning, I am afraid that it will not fall lightly.

Qian Dacheng didn't even bother to say comforting words, and chased after Zhao Jianjun and them in front of him with the money.

Zhao Qiuyue took the three children to help the anxious Mrs. Zhao to walk into the yard.

"Mother, don't worry, with Jianjun and Dacheng here, Dad will be fine, don't worry."

The words of comfort were too thin, and Zhao Qiuyue felt powerless.

But now, there seems to be no other way than to comfort Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao wiped her tears one by one, but she still couldn't stop.

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a while, and Wang Jiao, Qian Jun and Qian Hao also sat quietly around the brazier, leaving only to wait for news.

In everyone's anxious waiting, more than three hours passed in a flash, and Qian Dacheng hurried back.

A room of people immediately surrounded him, Mrs. Zhao pulled his sleeve anxiously, and before she could ask, Zhao Qiuyue spoke first.

"Dacheng, how is my father? You okay? ”

Qian Dacheng stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, and immediately explained the current situation with a slight breath.

"Mother, Qiuyue, my father's injury this time is not light, the county hospital will not accept it, when I come back, Jianjun is contacting him to send him to Zhoucheng."

It turned out that Qian Dacheng chased all the way to the clinic in the town, and after patting the door for a long time, a middle-aged woman in the clinic opened the door and said that Old Man Zhao was too seriously injured and went to the county hospital.

Because the highway was closed due to heavy snow for several days, there were no cars, so Zhao Jianjun carried Old Man Zhao to the county on foot.

Qian Dacheng also hurried to the county on foot.

Zhao Jianjun is a soldier after all, although he was injured, he was worried about Old Man Zhao's injury, and he also gave full play to his potential.

When Qian Dacheng caught up with him, he was almost at the gate of the county hospital.

The two took Mr. Zhao into the hospital, and as soon as the doctor on duty checked it, he immediately shook his head with a heavy face, the old man was old, this fall was too heavy, and the conditions of the county hospital were not enough.

Both of them were anxious in their hearts, and Old Man Zhao's face was getting worse and worse at this time.

Zhao Jianjun didn't care if it was the New Year, whether he bothered others for the New Year, and immediately contacted a comrade-in-arms of his in the county police station to help, but fortunately, the person moved fast enough, and a car came after a while.

Zhao Jianjun carried Old Man Zhao to Zhoucheng in the city, and asked Qian Dacheng to ride the bicycle borrowed from the comrade-in-arms to report the news.

He ran all the way, and because the snow on the road was too thick and slippery, he fell a few times before rushing back sweating profusely.