Song Yun knew Song Hao's situation very well. Adding nutrient solution to the porridge not only increases satiety but also regulates the body.
Seeing Song Hao put down the teacup, she stood up, picked up the teacup, and poured out the remaining porridge in the pottery pot. The teacup and bowl were full, and there was still a little left. Song Yun asked Ziyi to eat it.
"After I find the medicine tomorrow, I will use this clay pot to boil it and take it back. When I have a chance to go to town in a few days, I will buy two more pots and send one to you." Song Yun said.
Song Hao wanted to refuse. He was afraid that it would be bad if the two children were seen here frequently. But when he thought of his wife's situation, he couldn't say no and could only shake his head and sigh.
Song Yun picked up the pottery jar and said to Song Haoyu, "Dad, the dark clouds won't cover the sky forever. There will always be a day when the clouds and fog will dissipate. As long as we hold on and live well, we will wait for the light that belongs to us to come."
Song Hao thought about what he had experienced during this period and felt sad, "Will it be? Will there be light?" He was already suffocating under the pressure of the dark clouds that covered the sky.
Song Yun and Zheng Yi nodded. "Yes, it will happen. We must have faith in our country. The temporary chaos is just the storm before the rainbow appears. The future will be better."
Perhaps inspired by Song Yun's words, Song Hao's dark eyes gradually lit up, and a smile appeared on his haggard face covered with stubble. "You're right."
It was already late, so Song Yun didn't stay any longer. There would be plenty of opportunities to spend time together in the future, so there was no need to rush. She took Song Ziyi away.
Standing at the door of the cowshed and watching the brother and sister's backs slowly disappear, Song Hao wiped his face and turned back to the house.
Qingxia was still in a coma, but seeing that her situation was better than before, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
There were candles burning in the room. This was the first time he had seen light at night since he came to this place.
It’s great to have light!
Thinking of Mr. Qi and Mr. Mo next door, Song Hao took out half a bag of snacks from the cloth bag his daughter brought. Seeing that there were candles, he took two of them. Then he picked up a full teacup of porridge and went to the small shed next door.
In fact, Mr. Qi and Mr. Mo next door were not asleep. This shed was not soundproof at all. How could they not hear the noise when someone came next door? They just pretended not to hear it.
"Mr. Qi, Mr. Mo, are you asleep?" Song Hao knocked on the door of the shed and asked in a low voice.
Mr. Qi wanted to get up, but Mr. Mo stopped him, "Don't move. Don't you want your legs anymore? I'll go open the door."
Old Qi's leg was injured, and it was seriously injured. It was probably a fracture. He could have recovered if he had gone to the hospital for proper treatment and recuperation. But in this place, they were not qualified to go to the hospital, and they were not even qualified to leave this mountain village. Those vicious dogs who were bullying them under the pretext of "educating" them would not give them the opportunity to heal their injuries.
After more than ten days, my legs became very swollen and it’s hard to say whether I will be able to walk normally in the future.
Compared with Old Qi, Old Mo is not much better off. Long-term malnutrition has made his health worse and worse. Coupled with the dirty and tiring work every day, he is almost seeing stars all the time and may fall down and never get up again.
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