but?
Xu Guangtian asked anxiously, "What's wrong, doctor?"
Is it going to make me stupid?
"It will cost thirty yuan to be admitted to the hospital, and you'll need to rest. I'm afraid it will take at least ten days before you can come out." The doctor could tell from their poor clothes that their family was not well-off.
However, it still needs to be said, "If you don't want to be hospitalized, you can buy some medicine to take home, but you must rest quietly for half a month and cannot move around."
"Thirty yuan?!" Xu Guangtian was immediately stunned.
Thirty yuan is enough for their expenses for two years, not to mention how long it would take them to earn it.
But then I glanced at my son, who was staring blankly...
He clenched his fist. He couldn't let his son become mentally impaired, could he? Money could be earned again.
"I'm fine, I'll just get some medicine and go home." At this moment, Xu Xiangyang, who had been lost in thought, came back to his senses and looked at his nominal father.
In fact, he grew up in an orphanage and has never experienced what it's like to have a family.
"No, the doctor said I need to be hospitalized!" Xu Guangtian immediately rejected his decision.
"I'm really fine now. The doctor said I just need to go home and rest." Xu Xiangyang looked at the doctor standing to the side.
"Yes, that's definitely possible." The doctor was deeply moved. Was the child saying he was fine because he didn't want to be a burden on his family?
A concussion is something most people can't endure; what a good kid.
Xu Xiangyang looked at the doctor, puzzled, and then said to Xu Guangtian, "Look, they've already said it's ready, hurry up and wrap it up and take it home."
After saying just a few words, he felt disgusted and couldn't say any more.
Seeing that both of them said so, Xu Guangtian had no choice but to agree. Besides, he only had two yuan in his pocket, and if he wanted to be hospitalized, he would have to go back and ask his mother for money.
By the time Xu Xiangyang returned home, it was already dark.
It was about to snow, and while the daytime was a bit better, the nights were extremely cold.
As Xu Xiangyang looked at the barren mountains along the way, he knew this was no good place.
The town was also extremely dilapidated, and the small villages we passed through were all thatched and mud houses, some of which were already deformed. I was really afraid that the heavy snow would collapse the houses.
Back home, Xu Xiangyang looked at the house in the yard, and sure enough, his house was about to collapse.
"You go back first, I'm going to the brigade to deliver the oxcart." Xu Guangtian sent him away, and then delivered the oxcart alone.
Xu Xiangyang looked at the dilapidated house and sighed helplessly. It seemed she would have to settle down in the countryside. Would this house even collapse? What if it buried her one day…?
While he was thinking, he had already entered the courtyard. Wang Xiumin happened to come out to pour water and quickly ran up to him when she saw him return.
"Goudan, how are you? What did the doctor say?" she asked with concern, glancing at the gauze on Xu Xiangyang's head, which looked much better than the previous bandage.
"No...it's nothing," he replied, waving his hand.
What the hell is this "Dog Egg"?! He'd wanted to vomit this out for ages. What Dog Egg?! His name is Dog Egg?! Don't be ridiculous, what kind of name is that?!
Although he knew that people in the countryside liked to give their children nicknames, Zhuzi Shitou was much better than this Pigoudan, wasn't he?
"It's good that you're alright. Go eat now. I saved two cornbread buns for your dad and you. That old geezer only gave us two bowls of corn stubble. That stuff is useless."
As Wang Xiumin spoke, she pulled him toward the small house.
Xu Xiangyang: What kind of cheap old woman is this? That old bastard is still here!
He had never seen a mother complain about her mother-in-law like this before.
This is the room where Xu Xiangyang first woke up. As soon as you enter the room, there is a kang (a heated brick bed) on the left, which is blocked by a wall about 1.5 meters high. There is a stove connected to the kang at the door.
Actually, he had never been to the countryside in his previous life; he had mostly only seen it on television.
The knowledge about rural areas that I have now is what the original owner already knew; I don't really know much else about it.
A mat was laid on the kang (a heated brick bed), and a kang table was placed on it, with two large bowls filled with golden-orange corn stubble.
In the middle was a plate with some dark, pickled vegetable strips and two steamed buns.
In fact, Xu Xiangyang didn't recognize these things at all; they were automatically translated and explained from his original memories.
I used to be able to eat porridge in the orphanage, but I never ate cornbread or corn stubble.
You can actually eat this? I thought only poultry ate it...
No, if he thinks like that, how will he eat later?
The thought of eating made Xu Xiangyang's stomach rumble, realizing he hadn't eaten all day.
"Hurry up and eat, your father will be back soon." Wang Xiumin urged him from the kang (a heated brick bed), wondering why her son, who usually rushed to eat, was acting this way today.
Xu Xiangyang snapped out of his daze, then sat down on the kang (a heated brick bed) and picked up his bowl. The corn stubble in the bowl had cooled down, but it still had the natural aroma of corn.
This corn stubble is made from corn, which is coarsely ground and then cooked.
He tentatively took a couple of bites, and the taste was alright. Besides, he was starving, so he didn't care about his table manners and finished the whole thing.
Seeing that her son was eating well, Wang Xiumin smiled and nodded, "If he can eat, then he's fine."
Xu Xiangyang was speechless. What kind of theory was this? But then again, if someone was really terminally ill, they wouldn't be able to eat even if they wanted to.
Wang Xiumin glanced furtively out the window, then put on her shoes and ran to the door.
Xu Xiangyang looked on in confusion, wondering what she had been doing. Then, a sound was heard, and Wang Xiumin came over carrying a dark, indistinct object.
"Eat up quickly. I stole this from the henhouse. Your grandma is so stingy; she won't even give you a single egg."
She complained as she peeled the egg and handed it to Xu Xiangyang.
"Hurry up and take it! One egg is enough. If your grandma finds out, she'll start nagging endlessly." She looked outside to make sure no one was coming and then threw it into the bowl.
Xu Xiangyang...
He just wondered if Wang Xiumin had washed her hands. But she hadn't washed her hands either...
What's going on? He's become like this, completely unhygienic. But thinking about the original owner's memories... oh well, this is probably how he'll live from now on.
But you have to eat when you're supposed to. Now that you're injured, it's good to be able to eat an egg to recover.
Eating eggs cooked in a fire pit, I must say, they taste pretty good.
He suddenly remembered that it seemed to have been like this before; this mother often brought food for the original owner of this body.
It seems that a mother's love is truly great; from her memory, she knows that food was very precious at that time.
1965...it was truly a difficult year.
I don't know when I'll be able to make a name for myself. I'm a man, but I can't do business.
She had also learned about this era, and it seemed there were many restrictions.
As he was thinking, Xu Xiangyang lay down on the kang and fell asleep. He vaguely heard people talking.
However, he had experienced too much today and didn't have the energy to stay awake, so he fell into a deep sleep.
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