Su Qishan had been working hard these past few days, and coupled with not eating enough and sleeping well, he looked completely different. He had damaged his health in his early years, and a small cold almost took his life.
He originally thought that he would never see the sun today. The only thing that comforted him was that he could see his grandson for the last time before he died.
This was how his life would be, dying quietly in the cowshed...but he was unwilling to accept this!
Su Qishan had been strong all his life, but in the end he ended up like this...
Unexpectedly, he woke up. Although he was still weak, he no longer felt dying.
Feeling the bitter taste in his mouth, he knew that Xiaotang had come. Su Qishan closed his eyes tightly, holding back his tears, and said to himself: "Forget it, just hold on a little longer!"
Meng Qingtang was cooking noodles in the outer room. Hearing some noise in the room, he quickly pushed the door open and came in:
"Grandpa, you finally woke up. I knew you would be fine."
Su Qishan turned his head with difficulty when he heard the voice, and his eyes moistened as he looked at the tall figure in front of him: "Xiaotang, why are you here?"
Meng Qingtang held back the tears in his eyes and said softly, "Grandpa, I won't go to work today. I'll tell them I'm going to the city. Please get up and eat something."
As Meng Qingtang spoke, he helped Su Qishan up and fed him a bowl of water, then went out to serve noodles:
"Grandpa, eat a bowl of noodles first and then take the medicine. The medicine Lu Zhiqing gave you is very good. You will be completely cured in two days."
Su Qishan was puzzled: "Lu Zhiqing? Is she the little girl driving the tractor?"
Meng Qingtang nodded and told Su Qishan everything that happened last night. After listening to him, Su Qishan did not have any of his concerns.
I'm so old now, I've seen all kinds of people, that little girl looks so righteous:
"She's a good person. You can hang out with them more when you have nothing to do."
Meng Qingtang expressed his doubts, and Su Qishan asked:
"What does she want from you? You're not as good-looking as the two boys around her, and you're dull and can't talk.
Besides, I am just a nobody, what can they want from me? Even if we were tied together, we would not be in their eyes.
I'm telling you, don't ask nonsense questions. She knows about it but hasn't told anyone, which means she has no bad intentions. I'll go meet that girl in person in a few days when I'm better."
Meng Qingtang nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Su Qishan looked at this taciturn grandson with disdain and couldn't help but lecture him:
"Who do you think you inherited this personality from? You don't look like my child at all. Did your mom give birth to the wrong child?"
Meng Qingtang: ...
Well, if he still has the energy to curse, it means there is still work to do, and he felt relieved.
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"Brother Chen, come out and see if there are any words on the door?"
When Han Muchen came out of the toilet, he saw Ma Yingjie hanging on the wall. He walked over to take a look and replied, "Yes, there is a piece of paper. Go get it and take a look."
Ma Yingjie immediately responded: "Well, you hold me up."
Han Muchen: "How did you climb when I wasn't around?"
Lu Hao: Is there any need to ask? I just jumped over it in one go!
"I...I can't go up."
Han Muchen rolled his eyes: "It's nothing, wait for me!"
Ma Yingjie touched his nose: "Oh, good!"
Hehehehehe
Han Muchen jumped onto the top of the wall in one leap. He was not like Ma Yingjie, who was hesitant and couldn't climb up for a long time.
Under Ma Yingjie's "envious" gaze, he walked to the door of the main hall, tore off the note and took a look at it.
Well, this elegant handwriting is obviously from Shen Zhiqing. He folded the note carefully and put it in his jacket pocket, then calmly turned it back.
Ma Yingjie followed behind him with his toothbrush and asked, "What's written?"
Han Muchen took the toothbrush and said, "Hurry up and wash up. We'll go to the commune to buy meat later. Xiao Sheng wants to eat dumplings, but if you're late you won't be able to buy any."
Ma Yingjie nodded: "Oh, then I'll go get the meat ticket."
Han Muchen looked up: "Take more money, and bring some other tickets as well."
Lu Hao: "Okay."
When Han Muchen finished washing up and returned to the room, he saw two cups of malted milk and a bag of peach cakes on the desk.
"Come over quickly and have dinner, then we'll go to the commune." Ma Yingjie said as he took off his clothes.
Han Muchen was puzzled: "You haven't warmed up your clothes yet, have you?"
Ma Yingjie: "Oh, aren't we going out? I have to dress nicely."
He also found a white shirt from the closet and put it on.
Han Muchen: "This shirt of yours is mine, right?"
Ma Yingjie: "Really? It seems so... Mine might be with Sister Shen."
Han Muchen: "You didn't bring back the clothes you washed last time?"
Ma Yingjie: "No, why would I take it back? I won't wear it..."
Han Muchen was speechless: "Then you can't leave your clothes at the lesbian's house. Bring them back to me at noon. Also, wash your own clothes in the future."
Ma Yingjie nodded: "Oh..."
Isn't it just a set of clothes? Is there any need to make such a fuss?
After changing his clothes, Lu Hao shaved, then combed his hair, and then applied vanishing cream. Han Muchen almost went berserk:
"No, you're not going on a blind date, so why are you getting dressed so neatly? Are you going to eat or not? If not, I'm leaving. Otherwise, you don't have to go!" He was so slow!
Ma Yingjie immediately picked up the malted milk and drank it in three or two gulps. He then took a few pieces of peach cake and put them in his bag. He said with a playful smile, "Let's go, let's go now."
Han Muchen rolled his eyes and pushed his bicycle out. Lu Hao followed behind him like a little mouse, crunching on the peach cakes. He kept chewing on them for the rest of his life... no, all the way!
Meeting Shen Qingchen and Shen Que on the road, Han Muchen stopped his bicycle and greeted them: “Comrade Shen.”
Shen Qingchen replied: “Don’t call me Comrade Shen, my name is Wangzhi, just call me by my name!”
Han Muchen nodded: "Okay, Wangzhi, I'm going to the commune to buy meat. Xiaosheng said we'll have dumplings for lunch, remember to come."
Shen Qingchen nodded: “Okay, I will definitely come.”
After they walked away, Ma Yingjie continued to eat the peach cake: "Brother Chen, do you have any words?"
Han Muchen shook his head: "No."
Ma Yingjie continued: "I do."
Han Muchen was shocked: "What? Why didn't I hear you say it?"
Ma Yingjie bit a piece of peach cake angrily: "Changshun!"
He hated this word...
Han Muchen's hand on the bicycle shook, and the two of them almost fell down. They couldn't help laughing out loud:
"Hahaha, that's why you can't say it. Hahaha, I'll call you Changshun from now on. Don't you mention it? It's quite easy to say..."
Ma Yingjie wanted to slap himself twice: "Can I... stop screaming?"
Han Muchen: "No, hahaha..."
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