Ma Xiaole squatted down and looked at it, where can he hang it, the chain is stuck, and he can't get it out at all, "Sister Dou, this chain is stuck, it can't be dialed out, I think it's better to wait for dawn and let the car repairer next to it do it." ”

"Ah, that's not going to work!" Dou Chengqin hurriedly shook his head and said, "My vegetable stall never stops selling, and there are many old customers!" ”

Dou Chengqin told Ma Xiaole that she went to the farmers' market in the middle of the night every day to wholesale vegetables, and then rushed back to the vegetable stall, and opened the market after a little tidying up, and the wind and rain continued.

"I'll drive you!" Ma Xiaole said, "Experience it too, buy groceries with you!" ”

Dou Chengqin was embarrassed, but Ma Xiaole insisted on it, so she had to agree. The two lifted the tricycle onto the sidewalk, and there happened to be a bicycle repair shop next to it, which was placed next to it.

The car turned onto the side road, and there were fewer street lights, and it was very dark.

"Sister Dou, I'll go see Xiaomeng in the morning, give her some money, encourage her, and let her study hard!" Ma Xiaole said.

"No, no need!" Dou Chengqin said, "I don't have to worry about food and clothing now, and my life is fine." ”

Ma Xiaole smiled, didn't speak, and concentrated on driving, because there were many vehicles near the farmers' market that came to wholesale vegetables, which was prone to friction. After a while, he found a place to park the car, and he followed Dou Chengqin into the vegetable wholesale greenhouse.

In the market, people are busy, moving from stall to stall, except for a few sought-after wholesale vegetable stalls, where some people gather for a long time, shouting loudly, hoping to get a good price.

Dou Chengqin held a flashlight, squeezed sideways into a long bean stall, took out a handful, shone it with a flashlight, turned inside and out and looked at it twice, turned around and retreated.

"You can't buy that bean." Dou Chengqin said to Ma Xiaole, "The outer layer is good, but there are a lot of bad ones inside, and it's not easy to sell them when they are batched, and they can't even make up the book if they don't get it right." ”

In front of large and small wholesale stalls, Dou Chengqin carefully bargained with the stall owners, not hesitating to waste words and time.

In about two hours, Dou Chengqin walked around the market three times, buying a total of 5 kilograms of oyster mushrooms, 4 kilograms of shiitake mushrooms, 8 kilograms of long beans, 9 kilograms of garlic, 15 kilograms of lettuce, 12 kilograms of eggplant, 6 kilograms of garlic sprouts, 5 kilograms of green onions, and 20 kilograms of radish.

"Sister Dou, you wholesale so much, how much do you make after selling them all?" Ma Xiaole looked at a bunch of vegetables and was worried, how to move them to the car.

"Thirty or forty dollars!" Dou Chengqin said with a smile, borrowed a three-wheeled car from an acquaintance, and brought up all the dishes quickly.

Ma Xiaole also reached out to help, and he and Dou Chengqin piled up the tricycle outside, filling Poussin's trunk and rear seat.

Oriental fish white gradually brightened.

Ma Xiaole drove the car with Dou Chengqin and rushed to her vegetable stall.

When Dou Chengqin arrived at the vegetable stall, there were already good homes set up next to him. She hurriedly got up, and just released the shiitake mushrooms, a middle-aged man came over, bargained for a while, and bought three taels of shiitake mushrooms for 1 yuan and 5 cents.

"This is the first business of the day!" Dou Chengqin was obviously very excited, and soon set up the vegetable stall, and also ushered in the first batch of more concentrated customers.

Ma Xiaole watched from the sidelines, it was very lively, asking for prices, bargaining, picking vegetables, paying, chattering non-stop, it seemed really difficult to deal with. However, Dou Chengqin seems to be accustomed to this kind of scene, with a smile on her face, she calmly greets customers, weighs with one hand, receives money with the other, constantly reports the prices of various dishes, and takes time from time to time to sort out the vegetables that have been messed up.

Perhaps because of the daily work, Dou Chengqin's body appears strong and flexible. Ma Xiaole looked at it, and suddenly felt that there was an indescribable simple beauty in her.

Labor is beautiful, labor is beauty.

"Hey, Sister Dou, you're busy!" Ma Xiaole said hello, "I'll go to your house to see Xiaomeng." ”

In the north of the city, the shantytown, or the broken house.

The old courtyard gate and the old courtyard wall are still dilapidated, but the two dirty geese are missing from the yard.

Ma Xiaole gently pushed open the rotten bamboo gate, and the small stove house against the wall was emitting smoke.

Wei Xiaomeng, who was already in the fifth grade, walked out of the house to the faucet to wash his face, and when he saw Ma Xiaole at the gate of the courtyard, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled, "Uncle Ma!" ”

"Little dream, remember your Uncle Ma!" Ma Xiaole is really happy.

Wei Xiaomeng nodded and shouted into the stove house: "Grandma, Uncle Ma is here!" ”

The trembling old lady came out, rubbing her dirty little apron with both hands, and also smiled, "Good man, we talk about you all day long!" Quick, sit in the house! ”

"No, no, no!" Ma Xiaole waved his hand again and again, "I just came to see Xiaomeng, I'm afraid she won't go to school." ”

"Yes, let her go!" The old lady's spirit was much better than the last time, "We didn't touch any of the money you gave, and we kept it all for Xiaomeng to go to school!" ”

Ma Xiaole smiled, said that was good, and asked Wei Dongguang about the situation. Originally, I wanted to ask Dou Chengqin, but I don't know what his situation is, if it is not good, it will make Dou Chengqin sad. Now when I got home, I saw that the old lady was in good spirits, and it was estimated that the situation was okay, so I asked.

"He's learned!" The old lady smiled, "Go out to work and earn money!" ”

"Well, that's great!" Ma Xiaole was very pleased, lowered his head and opened the bag, ready to take some money out.

"Little dream, go back to the house and get a few eggs, I'll cook them for your Uncle Ma!" The old lady pointed to the house and said to Wei Xiaomeng.

When Ma Xiaole heard this, he hurriedly raised his head and said no. It didn't matter if he raised it, he was a little stunned when he saw Wei Xiaomeng who was about to wash his face.

Wei Xiaomeng was stunned because he felt a hot current gushing out of his nose, and before he could react, he felt that this hot current had overflowed his lips and slid down his chin.

Ma Xiaole can see it clearly. "Bleeding!" He hurriedly screamed and ran over, picking up water with his hand and patting Wei Xiaomeng's forehead, hoping to stop the bleeding with this local method.

But the earth method failed, and the water under the faucet became more and more red.

The old lady saw that the situation was not right, so she hurriedly went into the house and tore some cotton, and came over to plug Wei Xiaomeng's nose.

Her nose was plugged, and Wei Xiaomeng felt that the heat began to flow into her stomach, and she wanted to vomit, but she couldn't.

"Grandma, it's going inside." Wei Xiaomeng said with a choking breath.

The air flow of the words brought out a little blood, which flowed out along the corners of Wei Xiaomeng's mouth.

"What's going on!" Ma Xiaole was frightened, it seemed that this situation was really serious, "Xiaomeng, is there anything uncomfortable on your body?" ”

Wei Xiaomeng shook his head.

With this shake, the old lady on the side suddenly shouted, "Ears! Ear! ”

Ma Xiaole took a closer look, and a blood also oozed from Wei Xiaomeng's ear!

"Quick, go to the hospital!" Ma Xiaole couldn't take care of it much, bent down and picked up Wei Xiaomeng and ran out.

"Uncle Ma, I, I still have to bring food to my mother." Wei Xiaomeng coughed, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, "I just brought food over on the way to school every day." ”

"Don't talk about you!" Ma Xiaole was so anxious that he stumbled, "Save, save some effort!" ”

Ma Xiaole drove the car very fast, and the nearest district hospital was seven or eight minutes away.

"Doctor! Doctor! Ma Xiaole hugged Wei Xiaomeng, kicked open the glass door, and broke in, "Is the doctor there?" ”

It was not yet seven o'clock, and there was no one in the hospital hall. The nurse on duty was awakened, a little annoyed, and yelled at Ma Xiaole: "What is it called early in the morning!" ”

Ma Xiaole was already in a hurry, and he was trained by the nurse like this, and he lost his mind a little, "You don't call me when the sun comes!" Doctor, let the doctor come, this kid is bleeding! ”

The nurse was scolded by Ma Xiaole like this, she was a little dizzy, she had never seen such a cow patient before, and when she looked at Wei Xiaomeng in Ma Xiaole's arms, her condition was indeed very urgent, so she turned around and hurried to find a doctor.

Blood test.

As a result, platelets, red blood cells, and white blood cells have decreased a lot.

Then do a bone puncture.

It was preliminarily concluded that leukemia!

The doctor gave advice and went to the city hospital to check it again. Ma Xiaole hurriedly took Wei Xiaomeng to the First People's Hospital of the city.

The truth is cruel, Wei Xiaomeng was diagnosed, acute promyelocytic leukemia.

Ma Xiaole's heart was like a fast stone, heavy, and uncomfortable. "What the fuck is going on!" He kicked and pounded the stainless steel trash can in the hospital hallway, "God looks like it's eyeless!" ”

"Don't affect the patient's rest, what kind of joy is sprinkled in the corridor!" A little nurse walked out of the nurses' station and was not polite to Ma Xiaole at all.

Ma Xiaole didn't have the heart to pay attention to her, she didn't have time to be sad.

Wei Xiaomeng was hospitalized.

Ma Xiaole paid a deposit of 2,000 yuan for hospitalization.

When Dou Chengqin heard about it, it was almost noon.

"Hospitalize first, wait for the doctor to discuss how to treat it, and see what the plan is." Ma Xiaole comforted Dou Chengqin.

Dou Chengqin just wiped her tears and said thank you to Ma Xiaole.

Ma Xiaole is in a heavy mood, what is the chance of cure for acute promyelocytic leukemia? When he was at a loss, the mobile phone rang, it was the unit's, and Li Cheng, deputy director of the office, said that the county magistrate had sent a document asking the biogas construction promotion team to make a phased report.

"Oh, I see." Ma Xiaole said preoccupiedly, "I'll go back in the afternoon, put the documents there for you, and I'll get them when I go back." ”

Ma Xiaole felt that it was useless to stay here, he was hospitalized, naturally there was a doctor to take care of it, the only thing he was worried about was Wei Xiaomeng's illness, and it was estimated that the cost would not be a small amount.

"That's it for now." Ma Xiaole said to Dou Chengqin, "Wait for the last doctor's advice, I will go back to the county immediately, and I will come to see Xiaomeng when I have time." ”

"Thank you, big brother!" Dou Chengqin sobbed, "The money you helped pay will be given to you next time." ”

"I don't want the money." Ma Xiaole said, "Don't say anything else, you can cure Xiaomeng's illness!" ”

Ma Xiaole went back, thinking about a lot of things along the way, and felt very uncomfortable.

Back in the county, Ma Xiaole went back to his residence to sleep for a while. When I went to work in the afternoon, I came to the Agriculture and Forestry Bureau, went to the office to get the documents, went into my room, lay down on the chair and rubbed my temples, and complained: "What kind of periodic report, isn't this stage just a matter of propaganda and training, who doesn't know?" What do you have to say? ”

Complaining is complaining, and things have to be done. Ma Xiaole thought that the propaganda had already begun, the training was in full swing, Jin Zhu immediately brought the workers to learn, and the professional team had already taken shape.

With all of this, is the report thick enough? Ma Xiaole is a little uncertain, and looking at the regular publicity reports in recent days, it seems that it has weakened a lot, and the atmosphere is a little insufficient. Originally, I went to pick up Shao Jiayuan yesterday, in addition to saying that she wanted to make a grand report on the first shovel of excavation, and also mentioned this matter by the way, but yesterday her man suddenly called and interrupted, and she hadn't found an opening.

I didn't catch it yesterday, so I think it's okay today. Ma Xiaole touched the phone and called.