Cheng Jie rode his somewhat worn bicycle quickly to rush home. He went to visit a student's home today and came back late.

On the way back, he happened to see someone secretly selling malt sugar. He weighed half a pound and gave it to the child. Thinking of the child's bright smiling face, he couldn't help but smile too.

His feet moved faster, making the bicycle squeak.

He had just entered the village and had not yet returned home when he heard someone calling him.

"Teacher Cheng, don't go home now. Go to the commune clinic. Your little kid got a peach pit stuck in his throat, and Tingzhou's wife got it out. She's taken him to the commune now."

Cheng Jie didn't have time to ask more questions, so he turned the car around and headed towards the commune, waving and thanking everyone.

After rushing all the way, I finally arrived at the clinic. It was already dark and I just saw my wife coming out of the clinic holding the little boy.

Cheng Jie quickly went over to her and asked, "Qiuju, how is the child?"

"Brother Jie, you're finally back. I was so scared today. If it weren't for Tingzhou's wife, our little one would have died. I had already made up my mind at the time that if he died, I would have died with him."

When the woman saw her man coming, she felt as if she had found support and burst into tears.

"What nonsense are you talking about? The child is fine. Don't say such discouraging words." Cheng Jie took the child and comforted his wife.

The man didn't know that in another time and space, without Li Qingyun's help, he actually experienced the loss of his son and wife, and his hair almost turned white overnight.

"The doctor said that fortunately the child was treated in time and there was nothing serious wrong with him. He just had a peach pit stuck in his throat. He prescribed anti-inflammatory medicine and told him to talk less and eat a light liquid diet for the next few days."

"That's good. Let's go back first. You and your son can take Uncle Gu's ox cart. It's too dark now. I'll lead the way for you." Cheng Jie placed the mother and son on the ox cart.

The little boy was tired from crying and fell asleep.

"Teacher Cheng, you didn't bring a flashlight. I have a lantern here. You can hang it on the front of the car so that you can see more clearly." Old Gu said politely.

Cheng Jie thanked him, took the lantern and hung it up, then rode ahead to lead the way.

Cheng Jie teaches at the commune school and is very respected in the village. The old and the young all call him Teacher Cheng. He is also the first person in the village to buy a bicycle. Although it is second-hand, it is still very impressive.

Along the way, he asked his wife about the whole story.

Qiuju trembled as she recalled the terrifying moment of today. She was still extremely nervous.

"The doctor said that he always sees several children who die of choking in the throat like this throughout the year.

Most of them died on the way there, a few survived, and some became idiots due to suffocation for too long. Our little one was lucky, with only some scratches.

I tried everything to get the peach pit out but failed. The child was suffocating and almost in despair.

Tingzhou's wife rushed over and used some unknown method to punch the child in the stomach several times, and the child immediately vomited.

When I heard him cry, I thought the sound was so beautiful.

Brother Jie, tomorrow we must bring Maotou with us to thank Tingzhou's wife. If it weren't for her, you might have come back to see our bodies today."

Qiuju said with a hint of fear.

Cheng Jie also felt a little nervous and nodded repeatedly.

When Mother Gu knew that the second son's wife had done a great thing, she stopped eating and hurried to the second son's house to inquire about the situation.

When she arrived, Li Qingyun had just finished her meal and was enjoying the cool breeze in the yard. She squinted her eyes comfortably and enjoyed the gentle breeze.

Gu Tingzhou stood aside with a large palm-leaf fan, fanning Erbao and Li Qingyun.

Dabao was washing the dishes for the evening. This was a task assigned to him by his father. His father said that his mother's hands were injured and couldn't get wet. As a man, he had to help his mother share the burden.

What a scene of loving mother and filial son, it made Mother Gu laugh out of anger.

These two unreasonable adults don't wash the dishes themselves and leave them to the little kids.

"Mom, you're here. Come and sit down." Gu Tingzhou was the first to notice Gu's mother and immediately greeted her.

Li Qingyun opened his eyes immediately after hearing the voice, and solemnly asked Gu's mother to sit down, and told Dabao to make a cup of sugar water for his grandmother to quench her thirst.

Dabao was like a farmhand in the landlord's house. He agreed and went to pour water. He was quite happy to be ordered around.

"I heard that you saved Maotou today?"

"Ah, Maotou?" Li Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then recalled that the child seemed to be called Maotou, and quickly said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Li Qingyun was so calm that Mother Gu swallowed back the compliments that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Grandma, drink some water." Dabao obediently made the sugar water and continued to wash the dishes.

"Dabao is really grandma's good grandson." Mother Gu touched his head lovingly.

Gu Tingzhou didn't know what was going on, and asked curiously what was going on.

Li Qingyun gave a fair description of the scene in which he saved the child in the afternoon, but he said that the method he used to save the child was something he had heard someone mention by chance.

"You are really fooling around. You don't have any confidence and just go to save someone based on some method someone told you. What if you fail to save the person?" Mother Gu blamed him with some fear.

Li Qingyun was about to say something when Gu Tingzhou interrupted, "Mom, how come I don't know where this little brat's from?"

He spends little time at home, and so many years have passed that he has long forgotten about it.

"Little Maotou is Cheng Jie and Qiu Ju's child. Have you forgotten? He's one year older than Dabao."

Cheng Jie, why does this name sound so familiar? Li Qingyun thought carefully.

When Gu Tingzhou heard Cheng Jie and Qiu Ju, he was stunned with surprise.

It turned out to be him.

"Cheng Jie was a pitiful man, his family had fled famine, his mother starved to death on the road, and his father had raised him with great difficulty, supporting him through high school, getting him a teaching job, and marrying him off. But in the end, he passed away before he could even see his grandchildren.

Cheng Jie and Qiu Ju have been married for three years and finally had this son. If something happens to him, how can they bear it? "