A pampered young lady transmigrates to the 70s.
Hardworking? Impossible. Enduring hardship? Impossible. Suffering losses? Even more impossible. A young lady never suffers losses, no matter wh...
Father Xu also came out of the room and saw the three of them standing in the yard. "What's wrong? Why don't you come in?"
Cheng Jiawen and Xu Qianjiao looked at each other and sighed, "It's okay, let's talk about it at the dinner table later, it's not a big deal."
Father Xu and Mother Xu nodded, "Okay."
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The night comes especially early in winter. You can just see the afterglow of the sunset, but in the blink of an eye the sky is swallowed by darkness.
The cold north wind howled, shaking the branches like a mournful wail. The lights of the houses lining the village road gradually came on, their dim glow appearing exceptionally warm in the darkness, but they couldn't withstand the bitter cold of the winter night.
Tiny snowflakes began to float in the sky and fell to the ground like ice crystals, adding a touch of tranquility and mystery to this cold night.
The Xu family was having dinner, but the atmosphere at the table was somewhat solemn. Mother Xu pondered for a moment, "Did you agree?"
"No, I didn't say anything final. I just said I would give them an answer tomorrow." Cheng Jiawen replied in a low voice.
Xu's father and mother looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes. For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze.
Suddenly, Father Xu said, "I heard that Mr. Chen was a great hero before. He even fought against the Japanese. He was a great hero."
"The heroes are old, they shouldn't be treated like this. We have the ability to help them, so it's our duty." Xu's mother sighed and said.
She took a deep breath and said, "Here, Jiawen, go to the black market tomorrow and see if you can get some fever-reducing medicine. If you can, don't give it to them directly. Just quietly leave it at the door. Don't let them touch it directly. Even if someone finds out in the future, they won't have any evidence and won't be able to do anything to us."
Cheng Jiawen nodded, "Okay, Mom, I'll go check it out tomorrow."
Old ginger is still the spiciest. Although Xu's mother is not very educated, she has experienced a lot and her thoughts are always more comprehensive than theirs. It is true that an old person in the family is like a treasure.
I have to say that Xu's father and mother really helped him a lot, whether it was helping him conceal his whereabouts or other things, they helped him a lot.
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The next morning, after sending Xu Qianjiao to work, Cheng Jiawen went straight to the hospital.
He still planned to go directly to his classmates for help in getting the medicine. Buying medicine on the black market is actually more risky and will attract more attention.
Because ordinary people who don’t have any problems will go directly to the hospital to buy medicine, so although you can buy medicine on the black market, it is too suspicious.
Cheng Jiawen walked to an office on the second floor, stood at the door, and knocked on the door. "Knock knock knock~"
"Come in." A gentle male voice came from the office. As soon as I heard the voice, I felt that the person inside must be a handsome young man, as gentle as jade.
As a result, when the door was opened, a "strong man" was sitting inside.
He has a rugged face with clear lines, and a tall and strong figure, like a solid iron tower. His broad shoulders and thick chest give people an inexplicable sense of security.
"Fourth Brother? Why are you here?" Wang Wenlin looked up and saw Cheng Jiawen standing at the door. He asked in surprise.
Cheng Jiawen smiled faintly, "Second brother, I have something to talk to you about."
Wang Wenlin nodded, pulled Cheng Jiawen in, and closed the office door. "Come in and talk."
Cheng Jiawen sat casually on the stool, "I want to buy some antipyretic medicine."
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Wang Wenlin glanced at him and asked in a light tone but with implicit concern.
"It's not me, it's a family member who has a fever." Cheng Jiawen said vaguely.
"Is the fever serious? How high is it?" Wang Wenlin asked, frowning. "Why don't you come to the hospital?"
Cheng Jiawen nodded. "It's a bit serious. Almost 40 degrees Celsius. The fever persists. I went to see the village doctor, but he couldn't help me. I couldn't get out of bed, so I didn't come to the city hospital."
"Do you want me to go with you to take a look?" Wang Wenlin asked.
Cheng Jiawen shook his head and explained with a guilty conscience, "No, I'll buy some medicine first. If it doesn't work, I'll come to the hospital. It's snowing heavily now, and it's hard to walk around the village."
Wang Wenlin gave him a meaningful look, but didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and wrote a prescription on a piece of paper, then handed it to Cheng Jiawen. "Here, go get the medicine."
He knew that Cheng Jiawen was probably lying, that the sick person was not his family member, and that the patient's identity must be complicated and he could not come to the hospital.
But he believed in Cheng Jiawen and their brotherhood. They had played together in junior high and high school, and after so many years, they had become as close as brothers.
Although the eldest and the third brother are not here now, they will always remember this brotherhood in their hearts.
"Thanks, second brother." Cheng Jiawen took the prescription with a smile.
"Remember, this antipyretic medicine is only for your family use. Tell everyone this, okay?" Wang Wenlin couldn't help but remind him again, fearing that he would get into trouble.
"I got it. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Cheng Jiawen gave him a reassuring look. He knew that Wang Wenlin had guessed something, but he still chose to believe in himself and prescribe medicine for himself.
He was very touched. The brothers with different surnames in their dormitory were closer to him than his own brothers.
Although the eldest and the third brother are not here now, and the second brother has only returned in the past few days, the feelings between them have not faded after such a long separation.
Brothers, although we don’t contact each other often, if you need anything, just let them know and they will do their best to help.
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After getting the medicine, Cheng Jiawen rode his bicycle back to the village. He quietly walked to the cowshed, put the medicine at the door, deliberately made some noise, and immediately hid. He waited until he saw with his own eyes that the person inside had got the medicine before he quietly left.