"102 beds?" Qin Ran lowered his head and recalled carefully, and he didn't have any impression, "102 bed looking for me?" ”

She is not a doctor, why would a patient look for her, even if someone looks for her, then she should not know her name, after all, a courseware intern like him does not have a badge.

Moreover, her only chance of contact with patients was the morning rounds, and she was always at the end of the line, always in the most inconspicuous place.

"It's Mr. Mo from the senior ward, have you forgotten?" The nurse pointed out.

Qin Ran then remembered, "It turned out to be Mr. Mo," she didn't expect, "What is he looking for me?" ”

"Wouldn't you like to see for yourself?" The little nurse was a bit of a sellout, he looked at Qin Ran's eyes shining, as if there was some ghost idea swimming in it.

Qin Ran couldn't help but look at her coquettishly, didn't tell her the truth, and pouted, "Xiaoyuan, if you don't say it, I'll go and see it myself." ”

Looking at the appearance of the nurse Xiaoyuan's ghost, Qin Ran guessed that it must be a good thing and not a bad thing.

Qin Ran only saw a smile surging on Xiao Yuan's round face, which had not disappeared.

walked straight towards Mo Qing's ward.

Before Qin Ran entered the ward, she smelled a fragrance like pear blossoms.

It's a familiar taste, and this kind of thought stimulates Qin Ran's memory nerves.

After entering the room, Qin Ran saw a middle-aged man sitting on the hospital bed peeling pears on the bed table.

It could be seen that the technique was very skillful, and Qin Ran was a little surprised.

"Come in," the middle-aged man saw Qin Ran, with a gentle smile in his eyes, and the work under his hands did not slow down because of this.

At this time, Mo Qing was wearing a hospital gown, blue and white, he was not old, and he had the unique temperament of a middle-aged successful man.

Mature, steady, and well-wrapped in a body that is very strong, Qin Ran feels that he looks much healthier than Qin Zhenghua's body.

On the contrary, Qin Zhenghua had some protrusions in his lower abdomen because of his age and sedentary work.

Mo Qing didn't, he was tall, but he didn't look thin because he was sick.

"The snow pear in Manshan County, do you want to taste it?" As he spoke, Mo Qing had already handed the peeled pear to Qin Ran, who had already walked to the bedside.

Qin Ran looked at the white, tender and plump snow pear, and looked at him a little incredulously, "I used to live in Manshan County. ”

Mo Qing gestured to Qin Ran to take the pear, Qin Ran was very warm, besides, she hadn't eaten the snowflake pear in Manshan County for a long time.

Mo Qing's face still had a calm smile on his face, and he responded lightly, "I know." ”

"How do you know?" Qin Ran was a little surprised.

"I know your father," Mo Qing confessed truthfully, "In fact, I used to be from Manshan County. ”

"So coincidentally?" Qin Ran didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence, and he was inevitably a little surprised.

"Your father probably never told you about me," Mo Qing picked up a snowflake pear from the bedside bag again, and peeled it slowly and leisurely.

"I was brought up by my grandmother, and I didn't live with him, so-" So even if Qin Zhenghua wanted to give her these things, she didn't have a chance, she came to Zhijiang City, because of Lu Meiling, she didn't live in Qin Zhenghua's house, and she was isolated from him.

"I see," Mo Qing didn't know whether he really understood or didn't pretend to understand, he cut it again, he turned his head to look at Qin Ran, who was eating pears, and asked with a smile: "Is this snowflake pear sweet?" ”

"Well, sweet," the thick juice of the snow pear was still swirling in her mouth, a taste she hadn't tasted since she came to Zhijiang City to go to college.

Qin Ran remembered that there were originally a few snowflake pear trees in the backyard of her grandmother's house, but then for some reason, the pear trees died, and only the branches remained. Grandma felt useless, so she cut it and reclaimed a vacant lot in the backyard to grow vegetables and the like.

Although snowflake pear is a specialty of Manshan County, it was still when Qin Ran was not big.

At that time, every family had several pear trees, and the custom was to plant pear trees to keep them safe.

Especially during the Qingming Festival, every family has to go to the grave, in addition to bringing some food offerings for the grave and burning paper, they also have to bring their own pear tree branches and put them on the grave.

Qin Ran also followed her grandmother to see the old man's cemetery, and also put the pear branch in front of the tombstone with her own hands. But she never saw her grandfather, because she was gone before she was born.

The big and small family is all worried about grandma alone.

Maybe it's because I've experienced too many things, rewarded too many hardships, and been sharpened by life to have an optimistic heart.

Grandma has never been a person who complains, but is a man of action, planning and doing anything, although she sometimes speaks coldly and blames duplicitously, but Qin Ran knows that there is no ridicule and other bad emotions in it. What Qin Ran can understand a lot is only the distress that grandma doesn't want to say but has been expressing.

Snow pears have basically dried up since a certain flood.

The flood disaster did not occur in Manshan County, but in other parts of the same province, but after the disaster, there will be a major epidemic, and inexplicably, the snowflake pear tree is almost extinct in Manshan County.

"This pear was sent by a friend of mine who planted fruit forests, and he said that there are still a few fruit trees that can bear snowflake pears in Manshan County," Mo Qing looked at the snow-white, translucent Li Rou, and his face seemed to be fascinated as if he was recalling something, "This is also his treasure, you must know that these trees grow on the mountain, since that disaster, this snowflake pear is very squeamish, and it is even more so halfway up the mountainside, and people need to go up from time to time to water and fertilize." ”

"Aren't you reluctant to eat it?" Qin Ran suddenly realized how important it was for him to eat and how much effort he had wasted to grow the fruit, and he suddenly felt a little guilty.

Mo Qing immediately waved his hand and took a big bite of the snowflake pear, "Is it okay not to eat it?" I can't let it go. But only this kind of painstaking and painstaking things that still can't be retained, when they disappear, make people feel more melancholy. ”

"You seem to have a lot of memories in Manshan County?" Qin Ran felt that Mo Qing knew Manshan County very well, and he had a deep plot there.

Mo Qing retracted his senses, ate the pears in a few bites, smoked the paper on the bedside, wiped the juice on his hands, and then slowly answered Qin Ran's question, "There used to be a slum in Manshan County. Do you still have an impression? ”

The words slum deeply stirred Qin Ran's heart, if it weren't for the fact that everyone was poor and crazy at that time, how could her uncles, uncles, aunts and aunts think that she was wasting the family's rations, and they shirked one after another, refusing to take her and her mother in.

There are also a few uncles who are worried about their grandmother's old house.

Qin Ran naturally can't forget, and there is another point, after Qin Zhenghua got ahead, he never returned to Manshan County, and there is a big reason that Manshan County used to be known for its poverty.

There is a place there, called "Slum", although it is not where Qin Ran lives, but it is only a few kilometers away.

It is said that there are piles of people who have suffered disasters in other provinces in the past, and there are people who want to live in excess of their lives and avoid fines.

Because most of them are outsiders, they don't have much contact with the local people, and they don't have any organization.

Later, because of the big boss to develop it, it became a little better.

It's been a long time, and although Qin Ran can't remember it clearly, she still has some memories in her mind.

"I'm from the slums," Mo Qing didn't shy away from it.

Qin Ran was a little surprised, his temperament, which was originally the temperament of a leader, had a natural confidence and elegance.

"Don't believe me?" Mo Qing smiled and said, "I really didn't lie to you, do you remember your grandmother's work in the welfare home?" ”

Of course, I remember that my grandmother went to work in a local welfare home in order to support me and my mother, "I have to take care of many children every day, and although I have a salary, it is not much, because the conditions of the welfare home are not good."

A small courtyard, as soon as the big red door is closed, several rooms in it form a welfare home.

That's it, it was the local magistrate who did it in order to support his political performance.

At that time, Qin Ran was only in junior high school.

"I've been to the welfare home, I've seen your grandmother," she said, "because she has gray hair, she always wears a brown-gray coat, matching pants, and the shoes she wears are also made by herself, and many of the children's shoes in the welfare home are made by her." ”

Mo Qing actually said so many things before word for word, and Qin Ran's box was shocked.

He said this, if he hadn't mentioned it again, Qin Ran would have forgotten about it.

For some reason, she has been forgetting so quickly.

Maybe it's because she has always wanted to hide this unpleasant and painful experience in her heart.

I just feel that maybe forgetting can make life happier.

"My grandmother has indeed done these things," Qin Ran felt more and more that Mo Qing was a little kind, maybe because he had met a fellow villager in a place like Zhijiang City, "What about you?" What did you do where you used to be? ”

"Tramp," Mo Qing gave three words.

"Tramp?" Qin Ran seemed to have discovered a lot of things that shocked her today, and these things were all related to Mo Qing, the man in front of her who had black hair and no traces of age on his face.

"What? Don't believe me? ”

"Yes, sort of." Qin Ran did not deny the doubts in his heart.

At least the information Zhao Ziyang gave her was not like this, and it didn't look like the ward where he lived idlely.

"Inspirational story of self-made, want to hear it?" Mo Qing asked, his tone seemed to carry a hint of threat and persecution.

Qin Ran seemed to be frightened by his tone and expression, and quickly shook his head, "I don't want to." ”

Mo Qing suddenly laughed, and it was very loud.

His mood fluctuated a little quickly, Qin Ran looked creepy, and the cordial good feeling before disappeared, leaving only a chill.

"Okay, today I'm here to talk to you about the things in Manshan County before, and also, please taste this long-lost hometown, and go busy if you have your own business." Mo Qing suddenly returned to normal, and explained his intention to find her.

On the contrary, Qin Ran was overwhelmed, feeling that he was summoned and came and went.

Qin Ran didn't dare to linger any longer, and when he heard his words of amnesty for the world, he hurriedly took the opportunity to sneak out.

She felt that she was sweating all over the back, and the snow pear she had just eaten was like eating the old witch's poisoned apple.

At lunchtime, Qin Ran knew that Xiao Lan had come for an internship and did not ask for leave.

Because at noon, Xiao Lan asked Qin Ran to eat together.