As an elder, what I am most afraid of is being bumped into by a junior when I think about bad things.

And what's even more terrifying than this is the bump into the juniors who are wilted and love the horn.

Li Dahe was rarely panicked, he cleared his throat, decided to pretend that nothing had happened, and chose to strike first: "Why did you come out again?" Don't make a fuss, don't you feel uncomfortable? Why don't you understand what you're saying when you go back to the house and lie down? ”

Lin Nianhe put away his smile very well with current affairs, put down the warm pot and said, "We boiled brown sugar ginger soup at Zhiqing Point to deliver soup to the villagers." The autumn rain is cold, if you don't drink some ginger soup, you will fall ill in the future. ”

As she spoke, she lifted a thermos and asked Uncle Guan, "Uncle Guan, is there a tea jar?" ”

"Yes, yes, but that's all." Uncle Guan brought a teapot over, poured the water inside, and reached out to take the thermos in Lin Nianhe's hand.

The hot water kettle at this time was so heavy that Lin Nianhe carried it all the way, and his arms trembled a little.

She didn't refuse Uncle Guan's help, and shook her wrist on the side.

Uncle Guan looked at the color of the brown sugar ginger water, and couldn't help but smack his tongue again and again: "You girls have used all the brown sugar." ”

Just look at the color of this brown sugar ginger soup and know that these girls have added brown sugar to the soup.

Brown sugar is a rarity at this time, and only women who are confined or seriously ill can get some brown sugar tickets. The countrymen got brown sugar, and they were reluctant to drink it when they put it into hard sugar bricks, which were all used to entertain distinguished guests.

Uncle Guan glanced at Li Dahe with a smile in his eyes.

People, it's all mutual. They regard these educated youths as their own cubs, and these children also treat them as their own uncles and uncles.

Come and go, and the heart will be warm.

Li Dahe was also a little moved, but he still said angrily: "What kind of brown sugar water do a group of old men drink?" On the whole point, the ginger will be obtained, and it will be a good thing. ”

Lin Nianhe smiled and said, "How can this be called waste? The food in our village is counting on the male comrades to harvest it, you can't get sick, otherwise it will be a real waste of food. ”

Uncle Guan brought the teapot to Accountant Zhao, turned around and said to Lin Nianhe: "Don't bother with your uncle, he just feels sorry for you." ”

Li Dahe gritted his teeth and stubbornly said: "I feel sorry for these little rabbits? What do I feel sorry for them? ”

"Yes, yes, you don't feel distressed, you're just afraid that if we drop and burn when we deliver water, there will be no brown sugar in the future, and if you get sick, faint and uncomfortable......"

"No, I just think you're making trouble for me." Li Dahe responded casually, and in an instant, he realized that something was wrong.

Those who are afraid of this and that, in the final analysis, are not worried.

He glared at Lin Nianhe incompetently.

As if he hadn't seen it, Lin Nianhe shook his little hand and went to Accountant Zhao's side, and asked with concern, "Uncle Zhao, do you have a leg pain?" ”

Accountant Zhao drank the brown sugar ginger water in the teapot in one go, and his face finally had some blood.

He pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, covered his knees and said, "I usually don't feel anything, but it hurts on a rainy day...... I'm just a waste, and I can't do anything but make trouble. ”

"Look at what you're talking about, isn't it just a broken leg and a wheelchair, what's the big deal?" Lin Nianhe's tone was relaxed, and he didn't shy away from Accountant Zhao's waste leg at all, and said directly, "Don't say it, Sun Bin is also disabled in both legs, so don't you still make contributions to the world?" ”

Accountant Zhao: "......"

It's not far off? How far else do you want to say?

"Uncle Zhao, I heard from the students in my class, you taught them how to learn arithmetic at the beginning," Lin Nianhe looked at him with a smile, "If you hadn't enlightened them, I would have had a lot of effort!" ”

Accountant Zhao's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Girl Lin, are you serious?" Is the arithmetic I teach my children really useful? ”

He was usually responsible for keeping the accounts of the brigade, and because of his limited physical condition, he could always postpone the work of going to the commune for meetings, which gave him a lot of free time.

When a child who is curious about arithmetic comes to him, he can teach a little bit of it.

He always thought that he was a wasted person, and if he could leave something for the child, it would not be in vain.

"Of course," Lin Nianhe nodded seriously, "How could I fool you with such a thing?" ”

Lin Nianhe really didn't talk nonsense, several children in their class from the Ten Mile Brigade had more or less learned simple addition and subtraction from Accountant Zhao.

As children, what they learn outside of the classroom is always impressive. The difference between the children who have learned arithmetic with Zhao Accounting and those who have not learned at all in the first few classes is still obvious.

Accountant Zhao was very excited, his pale lips spurted, and he wanted to say something, but the words were choked in his throat.

He looked at Li Dahe and seemed to say: Big brother, you see, I still seem to be a little useful.

Li Dahe's eyes were also a little hot.

His little brother has been depressed since he beat his legs and lost his legs, obviously he is the only third high school student in the village, but he still thinks that he can be an accountant, and the villagers pity him.

The words of comfort, the more the villagers talked, the more they stabbed the knife into Accountant Zhao's heart.

Lin Nianhe said that it was different, she had just come for a long time, and she was not familiar with Accountant Zhao, so it sounded a little more convincing.

Well, it's always like this. The kindness and comfort of a stranger is always more fragrant and convincing than that of a close person.

Li Dahe stepped forward and patted Accountant Zhao on the shoulder vigorously, and said, "I told you hundreds of times, I can't do without you in the village, you should fart when I speak, you will believe this little cub with a mouth." You old boy, you have followed me since you were a child, and you don't believe me when you are old. ”

Accountant Zhao's eyes were full of emotion, he held Li Dahe's hand, looked up at the top of his sparse head, and said, "Brother, I'm not old yet." ”

Li Dahe: "......"

Lin Nianhe held his mouth tightly, for fear of being kicked out loud with laughter.

She gathered her raincoat, straightened up and said, "You can't leave Uncle Zhao here, I'll go back and get you a hot water bottle to cover it." ”

Accountant Zhao was so full of excitement that he forgot that his leg hurt.

Hearing this, he wiped the moist corners of his eyes, and smiled for the first time when he was in unbearable pain: "Lin girl, I'm fine, don't toss." ”

He was so full of energy that he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"It's okay Uncle Zhao, it's just a few steps." Lin Nianhe put on a raincoat and hat and said, "Uncle Guan, don't forget to pour brown sugar water into the villagers who came to deliver corn." ”

"Okay, let's go." Uncle Guan was happy and waved at her, "Slow down on the road, don't fall." ”

"Okay!"

Lin Nianhe ran into the rain, and his thin figure gradually blurred.

Uncle Guan poured a teapot of brown sugar ginger water and handed it to Li Dahe, looked at the direction of Lin Nianhe's departure, and sighed softly: "They are all good children." ”

Li Dahe took it, smacked his mouth after taking a big sip, and yelled at the rain curtain:

"Sweet!"

(End of chapter)