Lu Mianmian sold her own boxed lunches on the clothing street, and Ge Yulan also decided to order boxed lunches from her every day at noon, which just relieved the pressure of being too busy at noon and having no time to make lunch.
Just as Ge Yulan sent Lu Mianmian away, she received news from the hospital saying that Huo Zhendong had woken up.
Speaking of Huo Zhendong, he had been in a coma for half a day. She had only visited him once during that period, and the hospital said that he might have been abused by the caregivers.
When I got there, I saw that he had bedsores and several big holes on his buttocks and back. The smell was particularly bad when the weather was hot.
When I asked the nurse what her response was, she said it was not convenient to clean him in detail, after all, there are differences between men and women.
So Ge Yulan found another nurse for him, this time a female nurse in her fifties who didn't care about the taboos between men and women.
Ge Yulan thought he was going to die in bed, but now he woke up again.
After receiving the news, she did not go to the hospital immediately, but waited until the store closed at night.
The bed was filled with the foul smell of disinfectant and excrement. Huo Zhendong, who was originally strong and healthy, became so thin that he was unrecognizable in just a few months.
Seeing Ge Yulan coming, Huo Zhendong's cloudy eyes burst into a weak light.
Before he opened his mouth, his eyes were already filled with tears.
Over the past few months, under the physical and mental torture of more than a hundred days of sobriety, his original stubborn and pedantic thinking had long since collapsed in the torment.
At first, he resented Ge Yulan's ruthlessness, but as those who came to visit him spoke the truth to him in person, they were heartbreaking.
Finally, he slowly realized that in the eyes of others, he was just a hypocritical good person and a real idiot.
In the following days, fewer and fewer people came to see him, and he became more and more certain of this.
He began to recall every detail of his marriage to Ge Yulan. How had he treated this wife of his forty years?
He couldn't remember the last time he was nice to her, as if it had never happened before.
She is like a silent and strong ox, silently working around the family every day, eating leftovers from the table and wearing clothes that have been mended many times.
But she seemed to have no complaints.
So he decided that this woman deserved to live like this in her life, so he brought Wang Fengxia and her son back home, not caring about her feelings and opinions, and let her continue to serve them like a cow or a horse.
She could not object, nor did she dare to resist, because he knew that she could not leave him, because she was a parasite attached to him.
She couldn't live without him.
So he squandered their marital relationship recklessly.
He used his monthly allowance to buy clothes, cloth, pearl cream and vanishing cream for Wang Fengxia, and let her get her hair done and listen to her favorite opera.
Ge Yulan was confined at home by him, and she had to play around with the pots and stove, like a spinning top every day.
One winter was particularly cold, and her hands were cracked from constant contact with cold water.
She said she wanted to buy a box of clam oil to apply it on her face, but what did he say?
He said that it was not something that a working person like her could use, and it was unhygienic to put it on her hands while washing dishes or cooking, so he told her to just bear with it.
Later she saw that her hands were suffering from frostbite and began to ooze and fester.
Wang Fengxia said she felt sick when she saw it, so she asked him to buy her a pair of gloves to wear and not to take them off at other times.
But later the gloves got stuck to the frostbite and when they were pulled off they were covered in blood.
What was he doing? He belittled and suppressed Wang Fengxia in front of the children, mocking her for not being able to do anything well and for having frostbite as a country girl. This was the disease of a delicate woman.
Unlike Wang Fengxia, who grew up in the city but had no physical problems, although she was only a few years older than Ge Yulan, she looked younger and more elegant than her.
But she looked lifeless and had a stinky face all day long, and she was either in pain here or uncomfortable there, which made people feel sick just looking at her.
During these one hundred days, while lying in bed, he finally remembered that Wang Fengxia's dignity and glory were all built on Ge Yulan's pain and hard work.
But he was so blinded by greed that he could not see it at all.
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