Chapter 25: Aunt Tian enters the city
Zhou Yang stretched out his hand and pressed Lin Qiang back to his seat, "No one beat you, you dreamed!" ”
Turning his head, Zhou Yang's eyes turned cold, this time he must not let Lin Qiang's mind succeed!
At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun had already reached his buttocks, so Lin Qiang covered his head and sat up from the soft Simmons bed.
"Awake?"
A glass of water was handed in front of him, and Lin Qiang raised his eyes to see that it was Zhou Yangran beside the bed.
"Where's my mom and dad?" Lin Qiang took the cup and drank it all.
"I said I was going to talk about business, and I won't be back until a few days, and I left a note for you on the table" Zhou Yang grabbed the car key on the table, "I still have to leave beforehand!" ”
"Alas!" Lin Qiang put on his slippers and chased to the door,
Zhou Yang opened the door and turned back: "Oh yes, the chef you invited yesterday should be almost here, you are ready to prepare!" ”
"What chef?" Lin Qiang grabbed his hair like a chicken nest, completely unimpressed.
"It's the chef who makes a feast for my classmates, you hire someone to come here for fifty yuan a day, enjoy it!" Zhou Yang patted Lin Qiang's shoulder and smiled.
Coming out of Lin Qiang's house, Zhou Yang went directly to the People's Hospital, since Lin Qiang wanted to trick people into the city under the guise of taking Su Xiaobai to see a doctor, he might as well go directly to the hospital and ask if Su Xiaobai's illness could be cured.
"This situation like you said should be the sequelae of meningitis! This disease can only look at the recovery of the day after tomorrow, drug treatment, and has not seen too good results! An old doctor in his fifties said.
Zhou Yang was a little disappointed in his heart, but he still nodded, this doctor is the director of the brain department of the hospital, and what he said can be said to be authoritative.
"But the person you said doesn't seem to have a very serious symptom, but he can do rehabilitation training, maybe it can be improved!"
Zhou Yang raised his head violently, his eyes flashed, "Can the rehabilitation training be restored to the same as a normal person?" ”
The old doctor shook his head, "It's hard to say, it can only be improved, and no one dares to guarantee that it will be restored!" ”
The hope that had just been ignited was shattered like this, and Zhou Yang nodded in great disappointment.
When he came out of the hospital, Zhou Yang couldn't keep up at all, and he didn't know what was wrong, after learning that Su Xiaobai's illness couldn't be cured at all, he was so disappointed!
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Early in the morning, I took the bus to the city, and Aunt Tian finally inquired about the address left by Zhou Yang and found the door of Lin Qiang's house.
A two-story small western-style building with a single courtyard! Clear! This kid's family is really rich!
Aunt Tian licked her mouth, and her heart blossomed, if those old ladies in the village knew that she was here to cook in such a place, their angry eyes would pop up.
Entering the compound, Aunt Tian raised her hand and patted the door, and Lin Qiang touched his swollen lips and opened the door.
Aunt Tian was taken aback by Lin Qiang's appearance, and her blue and black eyes seemed to be evil.
Lin Qiang reacted and rubbed his eyes, "Ah, I didn't sleep well yesterday, you are the chef who cooks for Sun Mao's family, come in!" ”
As soon as she entered Lin Qiang's house, Aunt Tian was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, her eyes were not enough, she just stepped into the house, and retracted her feet as if she was electrocuted.
How soft is this ground? Looking down, there was a carpet on the ground of Lin Qiang's house.
"This, don't step on it!" Aunt Tian stood at the door solemnly.
"It's okay, come in, there are slippers at the door, find a pair for yourself!" Lin Qiang waved his hand and sat on the sofa by himself.
Aunt Tian knelt on the carpet, took a pair of slippers from the shelf, and as soon as she dragged the shoes, the socks on her feet were patched with several patches, not to mention that the big toe of her left foot was still exposed.
This is also too embarrassing, Aunt Tian simply took off her socks and put them in her pocket, and put her dusty shoes outside the door before entering the house.
This room is like the emperor's place of residence, there are many things Aunt Tian has never even seen, dark brown wide cowhide sofa, the leather surface can be seen by rubbing, and the complete set of high-end combination furniture is as bright as a mirror.
I thought that Lao Sun's family was rich enough, but when I went to Lin Qiang's house, Aunt Tian knew that compared with Lin Qiang, Lao Sun's family was a dirt bun.
The set of high and low cabinets that people in the village coveted, when they arrived at Lin Qiang's house, they could only be used as splitting wood to burn the fire.
"The kitchen is over there, there's food in the fridge, you can watch and cook it yourself!" After Lin Qiang finished speaking, he turned on the TV, leaned on the sofa and watched.
Refrigerator? Aunt Tian had heard it but had never seen it, she looked at the furnishings in the room one by one, and finally her eyes fell on a white rectangular cabinet more than one person high.
These eight achievements are refrigerators! Aunt Tian leaned over to take a closer look, and there was a snowflake-shaped pattern on the door.
Can't be wrong! I've heard that this thing can freeze inside just like winter, and that's what it means to draw snowflakes on the door.
Stretched out her hand to open the door, and a burst of cool air rushed out, Aunt Tian was conquered by her own cleverness, and when she saw what was inside, Aunt Tian's eyes were about to fall out.
There are too many bread and live leg sausages to count, and there are some bottles and cans that I don't know what they are. What's even more eye-catching is that there are several large red apples inside.
Apples are a thing that can survive the winter, and it may be put in the spring, but Aunt Tian is still the first time to see it, not to mention that apples are not eaten by everyone in this era!
After looking at the things in the refrigerator, Aunt Tian didn't find anything that could be cooked, so she could only rub her hands and walk up to Lin Qiang, "What am I, I didn't find anything that can cook!" ”
"Huh? Didn't find it? Lin Qiang saw the place where Journey to the West had three dozen white bone spirits, and the monkey in it beat the beautiful white bone spirit to death with a stick.
Aunt Tian glanced at it secretly, the TV was bigger than Lao Sun's house, not to mention, the picture was still color, and the people in it were as slippery as acting in front of herself.
Lin Qiang rummaged around the refrigerator and really didn't find anything that could cook, so he took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to Aunt Tian.
"There's really nothing to eat at home, so you go buy some, the vegetable market is not far from the road and cross an intersection to the east!"
took people's money to eliminate disasters for others, even if Aunt Tian was unhappy in her heart, she couldn't say anything, took ten yuan and went out.
She didn't come to the city much, and this time there were only two times in total, not to mention going to the market to buy vegetables, it was not easy to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.
It was easy to ask all the way to find the vegetable market, and there were only a few vegetables sold, potatoes, cabbage, and radish, which were not in use, and the price was twice as expensive as in the village.
Aunt Tian was secretly distressed, she knew how good it was for her to bring a cabbage from home, and the money saved was enough for her to travel back and forth.
It's easy to buy good food and come back, but as soon as I enter the kitchen, Aunt Tian is stupid, why is the stove in this city so small, and there is not even a stove pit! There was no wood or coal in the fire room! What is this going to do to make a fire? And the pot on this stove is so small! What's even stranger is that there is a little red riding hood on the lid of a pot, what is this?