The setting sun falls under the trees.
The ambulances were parked at the wall in front of the hospital.
The girl took off her nurse uniform, put on a beautiful dress, and put on some makeup on her face, becoming a modern and fashionable girl. When she arrived at the hospital gate, some got on the car that was picked up by someone, while others took an illegal taxi to keep their appointment in a hurry.
Xiaoqi stood in front of the pot, waiting for the water to boil. He poured the beaten eggs into the pot in circles, stirred them, and then poured in the previously chopped tomatoes. When the water boiled again, he turned down the heat, simmered it for a while, then added salt, brought it to a boil over high heat, and turned off the heat.
A good cook is a handful of salt.
Xiaoqi tasted the soup he made and found it surprisingly appetizing and refreshing, with the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes, the freshness of eggs, and the right amount of saltiness.
She finished making the soup and the rice was cooked over there.
My aunt came downstairs to prepare dinner, but she didn't expect that Xiaoqi had already prepared it.
Open the rice pot and you will see a pot of bacon rice, which is oily in color and full of the aroma of bacon.
The rice is stained with a little bit of sauce, green beans, red carrot cubes, and white onions. It is colorful and looks nutritious.
Xiaoqi washed his hands and filled a large bowl for himself and his aunt.
She scraped off a piece of the rice crust at the bottom. She knew her aunt liked to eat rice crust. She had average teeth, but she still took a small piece.
At this time, other people in the tunnel also started cooking. Smelling the fragrance from their homes, they all felt hungry.
Su Simei is a person who lives a rough life. She has average requirements for the taste of food, but she is a person who likes to eat.
He swept around wildly with a snore.
After drinking the last mouthful of soup, there was not even a crust left in the pot of rice.
Su Simei patted her belly and said, "I didn't expect that you, Xiaoqi, can cook delicious food. The tomato and egg soup you cooked is even better than my own."
Xiaoqi was also very satisfied with the meal.
The tomato and egg soup my aunt usually makes is covered with a thick layer of oil, pepper, and other seasonings. It is not refreshing at all, and the tomatoes and eggs are separated.
The tomato and egg soup she made was a perfect blend of all the ingredients, yet tasted very refreshing.
Xiaoqi felt that what he had eaten today was very good, and it felt like it was the best meal he had had outside recently.
"If Auntie thinks it's a good idea, I'll come back and cook at night from now on," Xiao Qi said.
"That's not necessary. Just do it if you're free. If you're busy, I'll do it. I do this every day anyway." Auntie collected the bowls carelessly.
Because Xiaoqi was cooking, she went to wash the dishes.
Anyway, it was still early, so Xiaoqi tidied up the room, rearranged the bed, and cleaned the table and the things piled in the corners. He felt the room was much cleaner, and then he was busy sweating. Xiaoqi said goodbye to his aunt, picked up his clothes and went to the ward to take a shower.
It just so happened that the ward for high-ranking officials was full today, so my aunt took Xiaoqi to a ward, which was the ward for the young man who broke his leg in the car accident. Another patient who shared the same room with him was discharged, so it was just the two of them, so my aunt brought Xiaoqi here.
Everyone thinks the ward is very dirty, and it is actually true. Some patients are seriously ill and cannot take care of themselves, so there is always a lot of domestic garbage. However, Su Simei in the first-floor ward is particularly diligent and cleans it very well. You can see it from the bathroom. There is basically no garbage in the corners.
When Xiaoqi went in, the young man was lying there, fiddling with his cell phone. His old mother was sitting beside him, knitting. It was not known whether she had accepted her fate or what, but she looked more energetic than before, knitting mechanically and no longer sighing.
After taking a shower, Xiaoqi went back.
I went back and slept for an hour because I did too much exercise during the day.
When he woke up, it was past eight o'clock in the evening. Xiaoqi still planned to go to the playground of the school next door to study English for at least an hour.
There is not much time left to improve your English sense of language, so you need to practice more on your own. You can’t rely solely on this.
Moreover, Xiaoqi found that after reading and practicing more, his sense of language is much better than before. Even without the buff, it should not be bad.
She always wears headphones when she walks, turns on English programs on Himalaya and listens all the way.
Although I have gained a lot now, I feel that time is not enough.
She walked and read aloud in the playground of the school laboratory, and no one cared about her. After a nap, she felt very energetic.
She is still memorizing the third volume of New Concept English. It is different from reading a book. Most of the time, what you read in a book is forgotten, so it is not easy to memorize it. And sometimes, she memorizes it today, remembers it tomorrow, and forgets it the day after tomorrow.
Xiaoqi now has few memory buffs. She originally wanted to take this opportunity to memorize all four volumes of New Concept English, but she found that it was not easy.
I've been stuck on the third volume for a few days.
But there were also gains. After I finished memorizing most of the third volume, more than 40 articles, I suddenly felt enlightened. The listening and reading comprehension that I thought were complicated before seem much easier now.
Because of this, Xiaoqi continued to recite.
Moreover, many articles in the third volume have very good content. Not only do they include changes in grammar and sentences, but they also give you the effect of reading a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear.
She recently had some money, but she didn't have enough time, so she had to invest it all in her studies and progress.
In fact, at this moment, she already has quite a few fans on Tik Tok.
On Douyin, there are videos of her tutoring and bamboo weaving, videos of her writing English and reading English texts in the library, videos of her catching thieves, and photos of her cooking and cutting vegetables.
The cooking pictures were posted by Lin Qingqing. She had just bought some new headphones and particularly liked the music on Douyin. She didn't shoot a video, but just took a set of photos and then added music to them. There were pictures of Xiaoqi cutting vegetables, her figure cutting vegetables, the stone table and the big tree on the underground first floor of the hospital, and her writing in the back. She put together a set of eight photos and posted them.
It’s not particularly popular, but it still has hundreds of likes.
The one that's particularly popular recently is the one about catching a thief. Some people suspect it's an act, while others say it's real. The little girl ran too fast, some said she was very strong, and some recognized it as a middle school. No matter what, the person who lost his phone was also watching the fun in the end, and there was another twist. Everyone who watched it clicked the like button out of laughter. This Douyin video taken by a passerby actually received hundreds of thousands of likes, and it became inexplicably popular.
The girl in the video is holding an English book in her hand. She looks very young and is dressed casually. The only problem is that the environment is not bright enough, because it is a scene of street lights on campus when it is dark.
Xiaoqi also finished memorizing her lessons today and walked out. The school seemed to be much more lively. She didn't know why it was because of herself. She just returned to the hospital and said hello to her aunt.
My aunt followed her back to the room and asked her on her phone, "How did you get that stone chip? The groom upstairs who had a broken leg got a water drop chip. I want to donate some money to him too."
Xiaoqi was very surprised. There were so many stones in the hospital that there were three in one ward. It was really too much. If people kept donating money, the hospital staff would not have to eat, and even if they donated all their salaries, it would not be enough.
So it is actually those who work here who have seen more and become harder-hearted.
My aunt doesn’t usually donate.
"That young man is a really nice guy. He's kind to his mother and very polite to everyone. Even after his bride ran away, he didn't say anything bad about her. I think the woman will regret it later. The young man said he can repair cars. Even with a broken leg, he didn't give up. He even comforted his mother by saying that it would be easier to climb under cars to repair them in the future."
Xiaoqi opened the Shitouchou in her aunt's WeChat and saw the content posted by the person her aunt mentioned, Liu Anquan, 29 years old. Xiaoqi felt that he was quite old to have just gotten married. The photo was of that young man, wearing a military uniform. He looked ordinary, but very young. They were photos of him when he was a soldier. There were also a few photos of him when he was sick, but unlike the others, there were no legs in the photos. His legs were empty, but the smile on his face was still very gentle.
Seeing him lying on the hospital bed and smiling, I couldn't believe that he had no legs.
Xiaoqi learned and taught his aunt at the same time, and linked his WeChat account. His aunt said she wanted to donate 200 yuan, so Xiaoqi helped to donate 200 yuan. His aunt was very happy, and after it was done, she went upstairs.
Xiaoqi was left alone and wanted to practice calligraphy for a while, but he was a little distracted.
In my mind, I always imagine myself going upstairs to take a shower, and the image of that mother and son.
And that photo of him lying in bed.
She simply opened the Shitouchou app and looked at the donations. It was quite a lot, with donations of five, ten, or a few hundred yuan, and more than twenty or fifty yuan. She looked at her own interface and donated fifteen thousand yuan in one go.
She counted the zeros above repeatedly to confirm that they were correct, then pressed confirm.
Then I felt relieved.
Next time when I practiced calligraphy, I was much more focused and felt at ease all of a sudden.
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