Su Yan was still making fun of Lu Ting for having to study every day, but after a few days, the unit leaders didn't let them go to work either. Only a small number of doctors were left on duty, and the others were either causing trouble or attending education classes.
Su Yan felt that attending class was more tiring than going to work. She had to shout slogans with them. If she didn't, she would definitely be criticized. If she shouted, her throat would hurt.
What made her particularly depressed was that she, an intern, was pushed to the podium and told others to talk about her pride in the fact that her family had been poor peasants for eight generations.
She is not proud at all. What is there for a poor peasant to be proud of? If her father had not worked hard to study and got out of the countryside, would she have such good conditions to study?
People of her grandfather's generation couldn't even get enough to eat, and couldn't raise their children. Some people even threw their children into urine buckets and drowned them.
The man even pulled open her white coat and pointed at the patched flowered cotton jacket underneath.
Well, she saw that things were not going well, so she had already put away all the new coats and cotton-padded jackets she had bought in recent years into the space. In winter, she would take out the original owner's old clothes and wear them again, and she even sewed a few more patches on the clothes.
She also disguised all of her son's clothes and threw those that could not be disguised into the space.
Anyway, her whole family can't wear new clothes during the Chinese New Year this year. Even if outsiders can't see, she won't wear new clothes.
The end of the year was soon approaching, and Su Yan would ride her bike back home every day at noon, either to prepare food for the New Year or to do a thorough cleaning, cleaning the house inside and out.
What needed to be wiped was wiped, what needed to be washed was washed, and all the sheets and quilts in the two bedrooms were cleaned.
At noon that day, Su Yan was making rice cakes with glutinous rice flour in front of the stove, steaming them as she went along.
Lu Yiming stood in front of the stove, looking at the steaming steamer and said, "Mom, when will the glutinous rice cakes be ready?"
"You just had lunch, are you hungry again?"
"I want to try what freshly made glutinous rice cakes taste like."
"Wait a little longer."
Su Yan took the glutinous rice dough and put it into the mold and tapped it gently. A glutinous rice cake with flowers was ready, and then she put it into the cooling steamer next to it.
Lu Ting was sitting on a stool making a fire when he suddenly heard a scream from next door, "Help!"
Who would cry for help in broad daylight? Lu Ting threw away the fire tongs and ran to the next room.
Su Yan threw away the mold in her hand, wiped her hands back and forth on her apron twice, scooped two large scoops of water and poured them into the pot next to the steamer, then took Lu Yiming's hand and walked to the next door.
Seeing Lu Ting coming out from next door with a little boy covered in blood, a chopstick stuck in his eye, he said, "Yan Yan, I'll take your Xiao Dong to the hospital. After you finish steaming this basket of glutinous rice cakes, take your son to your mother's house before going back to work."
"Got it. You must not pull out that chopstick."
It’s New Year’s Day, what a sin this poor child has committed.
At this time, Ke Yanbei's wife Miao Qingqing came out and looked at Su Yan with tears in her eyes. Her other children were staring at the three-layer steamer on their stove.
Aunt Ke beat her chest and stamped her feet, yelling, "It's all because of you, you spendthrift woman! My son is not at home, and you bully my eldest grandson. If my eldest grandson goes blind, I will kill you."
Su Yan couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"
A girl named Xiaohua said: "Brother Dongzi tried to steal my brother's steamed bun, so my mother pushed him and stuck her chopsticks into his eyes."
Su Yan believed that it was definitely not that simple. The boy named Xiaodong was the son of Ke Yanbei's ex-wife. He had been living with Aunt Ke in the countryside and only came here last year.
Miao Qingqing was the wife that Ke Yanbei married after he came to the army. Among her three children, only the youngest son was born to Ke Yanbei, and the first son and daughter were born to her ex-husband.
Knowing that they were a reconstituted family, Su Yan seldom interacted with this family. She also didn't know why Ke Yanbei was not at home today, and why Miao Qingqing, the stepmother, didn't go with her to see the child.
"Comrade Miao Qingqing, Xiaodong is in danger now. Why don't you take the money to get him treated? It's useless for you to stand here crying with your child!"
When Aunt Ke heard this, she lay down on the ground and said, "If anything happens to my Dongzi, I want Xiaobei to divorce you."
Miao Qingqing cried, "I didn't mean to do that. Ke Jidong is nine years old, and my Chaochao is only three. If he tried to grab Chaochao's steamed bun, I would have pushed him away. Who knew that the chopsticks would go into his eyes?"
Su Yan thought to herself, how can you, as an adult, snatch steamed buns from a child?
Ke Dong looked pale and thin, he must not have eaten enough, otherwise he would not have snatched the steamed bun from a three-year-old child. A child with a chopstick stuck in his eye will probably be blind in one eye for the rest of his life.
Su Yan didn't know what exactly happened to the Ke family, and she didn't judge. She just asked Miao Qingqing softly, "Don't you want to go to the hospital?"
"How can I go with so many children at home? Comrade Lu Ting, please be a good person and wait for my son Ke Yannan to come back, and then I will tell him about this."
"A child has a chopstick stuck in his eye. Even in this situation, you don't even bother to see it? Are you still human?"
Su Yan was speechless. How could there be such a shameless woman? Her Lu Ting was really honest. It was none of his business whether other people's children lived or died. But as parents, Su Yan understood Lu Ting's actions. Even if she saw it, she would not stand by and watch them die.
Su Yan didn't plan to talk to Miao Qingqing and the others. She angrily took Lu Yiming back to her stove and took the glutinous rice cakes, glutinous rice dough and molds that had not been steamed yet back to the living room.
He opened the steamer and poked the glutinous rice cakes with chopsticks. When he saw that they were cooked, he picked one up with chopsticks and placed it in a small enamel bowl. "Here, take it and eat it."
Miao Qingqing and the other children watched eagerly, but Su Yan pretended not to see anything. She put out the firewood in the stove and carried the steamers back to the living room one by one.
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