With a gloomy face, he packed the things he needed in a torn bag and strode away.
When I reached the entrance of the village, I met Zhao Weiguo who was waiting there.
Zhao Weiguo is Zhao Qianjin's eldest son, a few years older than Ye Zhoushan.
"Brother Weiguo, is there something wrong?"
Zhao Weiguo put his arm around Ye Zhoushan's shoulders and said, "It's okay. My father asked me to go to the county town with you to bring some clothes to my grandma and my mother, and to help run some errands."
"Don't worry about what's happening in the mountains. My father has already sent a letter to the commune. The commune leaders should have made arrangements."
Ye Zhoushan didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Brother Weiguo."
"We brothers don't talk about this."
The two men walked quickly and did not stop along the way. When they took a shortcut to the county town, it was just getting dark.
As soon as he arrived at the hospital entrance, Ye Zhoushan heard his daughter's voice.
[Daddy, daddy, mommy is in pain, there are bad guys, baby is scared. ]
The little voice was weak.
The man who had been patient all the way suddenly had his nose turn red.
With tears in his eyes, he rushed in.
"Eh..." Zhao Weiguo was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed.
Ye Zhoushan was running in a hurry, and when he went up the stairs, he didn't notice a child coming down from above.
With a step, he kicked the three or four-year-old kid away.
The little guy seemed to be frightened, with his eyes wide open and a dull look on his face.
Ye Zhoushan was startled, and quickly pulled the flying child back and held him in his arms.
Afterwards, he clapped his hands in fear: "Sorry, sorry, uncle didn't mean it. Are you hurt? Are you scared?"
The little fellow tilted his head and actually chuckled: "Fly, fly again, fly high, Cheng Cheng, fly high."
Ye Zhoushan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Zhao Weiguo just caught up with him: "Zhoushan, whose child is this?"
Ye Zhoushan shook his head: "I don't know, Brother Weiguo, you take care of it and wait for his family here. I'll go find my aunt and the others."
Putting the child in Zhao Weiguo's arms, Ye Zhoushan ran upstairs again.
Zhao Weiguo and the little boy stared at each other, neither of them knowing what to do.
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