My mother was discharged from the hospital despite her objections, and the small hospital could not cure her illness, so she wasted time here.

Moreover, her condition can be controlled with medication for the time being, and in the words of the doctor, if the care is good, she may be able to recover on her own without surgery.

There are inherent risks in surgery, and the level of doctors here is average, so the risk factor increases again, and it is not as safe as conservative treatment.

Back at the familiar home, Zhang Hongxia's eyes suddenly turned red.

"When I finally came back, I thought I was going to die in the hospital."

"What nonsense? I'm not dead, how can you die? ”

Ye Zhihua stretched out his hand to cover her mouth, obviously in a hurry.

"You're healthier than me, and you won't die, so I'm not going to say."

Thinking of the dark days in the hospital, the woman who had always been strong had red eyes again.

"What are you afraid of, no matter what you do, I will be by your side."

"Mom and Dad, don't show your affection in front of me, the single dog said that he received 10,000 critical hits."

Ye Qianlan hurriedly slipped into the room to read a book, the teachers of the last 7 subjects seemed to be united, locked her in every class, and kept asking her to answer questions, as long as she was a little distracted, she would make a fool of herself.

Under this kind of high-intensity study pressure, Ye Qianlan, who used to be lazy and didn't like to study, must cheer up.

Originally, she didn't have any consciousness of learning, but now it's better to take the initiative to read as long as she finds time, and the little gray gray has been in charge of her from before, and now she doesn't appear once in a few days.

The Xueba system allows her to consolidate her foundation on the road of learning and slowly embark on this path for a set goal.

She sat at the desk, first pulled out a blank piece of paper, wrote something on it, her mind was empty, wrote a few words, drew a caricature, and when her spirit was completely relaxed, she opened the language book.

Modern poems are beautiful and gorgeous, and the rhetoric is complicated, and she has always felt that this is nothing sad before, and she can't produce a sense of substitution at all.

Now calm down and read it over and over again, only to know the hidden truth under the pile of words, a faint sorrow.

These sentences are so fluent, after reading them once, I slowly have an impression in my mind.

"The undulating hills, rivers and grasslands, countless dense villages, roosters and dogs barking one after another, in the land of what was once barren Asia......"

Her voice was low, and her whole body was engaged, and a picture seemed to appear before her eyes, and her gaze drifted into the distance, as if there were really mountains and ups and downs, rivers and grasslands in those places.

The original long and difficult to remember book, after slowly reading out her feelings, she could actually recite it sentence by sentence.

Turning to the part of classical Chinese, originally these contents gave her the most headache, obviously the simplest Chinese, every word is recognized, and the combination becomes a different meaning.

The culture of the ancestors is so vast and profound, and some of the things you think everyone will understand are not at all what you imagined.

She turned to Li Bai's lesson "Gong Wu Crossing the River", and the first line of the poem shocked her.

"The Yellow River came west to decide Kunlun, roaring thousands of miles to touch the Dragon Gate."

A picture appeared in front of me, the water of the Yellow River coming westward, roaring and surging down.

A madman crossed the river alone despite the raging water, and his wife shouted behind him but could not stop it, and the madman fell into the river and drowned.

This article is sad and strong, knowing that it cannot be done, even if it is the price of life, you still have to stick to your own ideas.

It shows a tragic spirit that knows what it can't do. The whole poem is vividly described, magnificent, and reflects a strong tragic color.

After reading a poem, Ye Qianlan was silent for a long time.

For a scumbag, this is the first time in her life that she has such a strong understanding of language.

Those complicated and awkward sentences, like vernacular texts at this time, can be understood in an instant.

"My comprehension of the language seems to be more profound than before."

After a brief moment of surprise, Ye Qianlan's face showed ecstasy.

This is the feeling she wants, the feeling of learning, and she is sure that she will score 85 points in the next Chinese exam.

As for why I don't dare to think about 90 points, it is because the language is broad and profound, and the content of each exam is not only in books, but also has a lot of knowledge from the outside world, and there is also a big deviation from my own comprehension ability.

As long as you understand it a little incorrectly, you may get all the questions wrong, and sometimes a question has three or five points, which can be described as a thought of heaven and a thought of hell.

However, this feeling of wandering in poetry and poetry makes her very comfortable, like a fish swimming in a stream.

With just a gentle swing of the body, you can swim far, far away.

The scumbag will never experience the happiness of a scholar, and even learning is so natural.

In the next few days, Ye Qianlan studied very seriously.

Zhang Hongxia is not idle, now that she has taken care of her body, she naturally wants to return to her old business.

However, after what happened last time, Ye Zhihua expressed deep distrust of her, and as soon as he saw his daughter-in-law going out, he was nervous.

Not only did he hurry out to carry the toolbox, but he also followed behind to inquire about the situation.

"Wife, you've been sick for so long, and it's the first time you've gone out alone, so you must be extra careful."

While the two were talking, a small car whizzed past them.

Zhang Hongxia was taken aback, and reflexively took a step back, and Ye Zhihua quickly protected her in his arms.

"Look when you walk, be careful."

"Was it me who was careless or someone else was careless? I was walking slowly enough, and every now and then I looked around, and the car suddenly appeared and almost hit me, and not only did I not apologize, but I ran so fast.

This driver is so uneducated, I'm so angry, I'm so angry! ”

Zhang Hongxia exaggeratedly covered her heart, as if she was about to have a heart attack again.

"Be careful, but the driver is too much, wife, are you hurt? Why don't I go and beat him up for you? ”

Ye Zhihua rolled up his sleeves and rubbed his hands, eager to fight to the death with the other party.

Zhang Hongxia saw that her husband was more angry than him, and she was immediately deflated.

"Forget it, I didn't hit it, count him lucky."

"That's not good, he scared my wife by driving inattentively, I have to settle accounts with him!"

Ye Zhihua was angry, the brute force came up, and the eight cows couldn't pull it.

Zhang Hongxia hugged him, for fear that he would do something impulsive.

"You, you, you're still so honest when you've been bullied, why do you do this when you usually bully me?"

The two are old, but they are very affectionate and come to the downtown area hand in hand.

Zhang Hongxia set up the stall as usual, and Ye Zhihua spread out his tools and continued to wait for the rabbit.

"Oh, eldest sister, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for days!"

Before the ass was hot, someone greeted me warmly.