Time quickly slipped into January 1973.
This day is a traditional festival, the Lunar New Year's Eve.
At Aunt Liang's repeated and enthusiastic invitation, Lin Shu agreed to celebrate the Spring Festival with them.
Today, Lin Shu came over to help prepare the New Year's meal.
Lin Shu placed a dumpling he had wrapped on the bamboo strips. Looking at the rows of white, plump, round dumplings, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
"Oh, my girl, you made such beautiful dumplings." Aunt Liang, who was making candy, turned her head and saw them, and praised.
"Xiaoxue, you should learn from your sister Lin Shu." She said to Han Xue who was standing next to her and making dumplings with her.
Xiaoxue nodded shyly, her cheeks slightly red.
"Xiaoxue makes great dumplings too." Lin Shu said as he looked at the neatly wrapped dumplings Xiaoxue made.
It’s just that Lin Shu has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, and every dumpling she makes looks almost exactly the same in size and shape.
"All good, all good." Aunt Liang said, picking up some stove sugar with a small bowl and handing it to her and Han Xue, "Come and try my stove sugar and see if it tastes good."
Lin Shu's eyes lit up and he took the small bowl, which was filled with stove sugar that had not yet completely cooled down and clumped together, and was sprinkled with fragrant roasted black sesame seeds.
She picked up the sugar with chopsticks, twisted the pulled sugar threads, and then stuck sesame seeds on it. She took a bite. Although it was a bit sticky, it was fragrant and sweet.
"It's delicious." Lin Shu said happily with his eyes slightly curved.
Han Xue nodded.
"I just knew it was delicious," Aunt Liang said proudly. Then, she leaned closer to Lin Shu and whispered, "Yanzi, when he was little, he loved sweet things the most. And don't think he doesn't eat them anymore now that he's grown up. He's just being stubborn. He always eats a few more bites of sweets when we make them."
After saying that, the old lady covered her mouth and laughed.
Lin Shu couldn't help but smile, feeling happy inside. He didn't seem to have a sweet tooth; it was completely different from his image.
Aww—
Suddenly, a sharp cry was heard in the yard.
Then the person who made that sound cried out, "Dashan, Dashan, please save your brother! If he's gone, I won't be able to live either."
Lin Shu turned his head to look at Aunt Liang and found that her smiling face, which was still smiling a second ago, immediately fell.
After a while, someone came out of the house and asked anxiously, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, what's wrong with brother?"
"Dashan, your brother doesn't want to live anymore? Now that he's gone, I don't want to live anymore either."
"Sister-in-law, please get up quickly and tell my brother what happened to him."
"He doesn't want to live anymore. He's holding the bottle of pesticide and won't let go..."
"Ah, go, go, stop him!"
The sounds outside the yard gradually faded away.
"Bah!" Aunt Liang said angrily, "You have to do this every year, don't you feel tired?"
Lin Shu and Han Xue looked at each other and remained silent.
"No, I have to go over and see if the old man has been tricked into agreeing to any conditions." Aunt Liang ran out in a hurry without even taking off her apron.
Lin Shu swallowed the candy in his mouth and looked at Han Xue in surprise.
Meanwhile, Han Yougui stood beside the table, holding the pesticide bottle in his hand. He glared at Han Gang, who was standing in the corner with his neck hunched. "If it weren't for you, a stinky boy, I—"
Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from outside the yard, and immediately ran back to the bed and lay down, looking extremely uncomfortable.
Han Gang saw it and immediately stepped forward, pretending to snatch the pesticide bottle from his hand.
"Brother, brother," Han Shan pushed open the door and rushed in hurriedly, "What are you doing? Put it down!"
"Dashan, your elder brother, I, I..." Han Yougui's face flushed, his eyes reddened, and he choked up, "Your elder brother, I'm feeling bad."
"Brother, can't we just talk it out? Put the bottle down quickly." Han Shan said as he was about to take the pesticide bottle from Han Yougui's hand.
Han Yougui dodged his hand and continued to sob, "Solve it? How do we solve it? Big Brother can't drag you down anymore. Let me go, okay?"
He held the pesticide bottle and was about to pour it into his mouth.
Han Shan stepped forward and reached out to grab it.
Han Gang also rushed forward to grab it, but coincidentally, his body blocked Han Shan's way every time.
At this time, Li Xiulan also ran in, collapsed on the ground and cried, "Yougui, I won't live if you leave."
Aunt Liang, who followed in, pulled a stool from the room and sat on it. She looked at the scene in front of her with a stern face and sneered.
Suddenly an accident happened.
Han Shan grabbed Han Gang's clothes on the back, staggered and fell backwards, and dragged Han Gang backwards and sat on the ground.
With no one to stop him, Han Yougui just put the pesticide bottle to his mouth.
Everyone present stared at him intently.
Han Yougui was stunned. He glanced at the people who were staring at him and his expression changed.
The scene fell into an eerie silence.
Aunt Liang's face was sunburned and she was about to speak.
Han Yougui closed his eyes and shouted, "I don't want to live anymore..." He raised the pesticide bottle and took a few gulps.
Everyone present was stunned.
Aunt Liang's expression quickly returned to calm.
Han Shan, Han Gang and Li Xiu Lan all rushed forward shouting.
"Big brother."
"dad."
"Yougui."
Han Gang and Li Xiulan threw themselves on Han Yougui and cried.
Han Shan snatched the bottle from Han Yougui's hand, threw it to the ground, and hurriedly said, "Brother, hurry up and spit it out."
"Dashan, I, I..." Suddenly, Han Yougui's body began to spasm, his face gradually turned gray, and white foam kept coming out of his mouth.
Aunt Liang, Li Xiulan and Han Gang were shocked.
Li Xiulan and Han Gang stopped crying and were in a panic: "How could this happen? How could this happen..."
Aunt Liang's pupils shrank and she ran out in a hurry.
"Lin Shu, Lin Shu, hurry up," Aunt Liang hurried home and shouted, "Hurry, his uncle drank pesticide, go and check..."
Lin Shu was shocked and quickly put down the dumplings in his hand and ran out with Aunt Liang.
When Lin Shu arrived, the scene was in chaos and Han Yougui was lying unconscious on the bed.
"Have you called a taxi? We need to send him to the hospital." Lin Shu asked as he walked forward to check.
"Go and call them, go and call them." Li Xiulan said in a panic.
Lin Shu turned Han Yougui over, put a pillow under his upper body, and stuck his head out of the bed, then vigorously stimulated several acupoints on Han Yougui's body.
After a while, Han Yougui vomited several times.
Lin Shu stimulated his acupoints again, but he no longer responded.
Li Xiulan collapsed on the ground, hugged Lin Shu's legs and cried, "Doctor Xiao Lin, please save him, please save him."
Lin Shu moved Han Yougui back to the bed and laid him flat on his back. She said in a deep voice, "Send him to the hospital." She knew that he had been poisoned for too long, and it was basically...
Li Xiulan threw herself on Han Yougui and burst into tears.
Han Gang stood there in a daze, his face full of horror.
Aunt Liang looked at Lin Shu.
Lin Shu shook his head slightly.
Aunt Liang's body swayed, and she held on to the table, a trace of sadness flashed across her face.
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