Li Qiumei comforted him: "Don't worry, Auntie promised you that she would come back, and she will definitely come back."
Cheng Zhiming rubbed his eyes and nodded.
As soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, He Yuanzhou ran away.
“Auntie, you don’t have to send me off.
Our home is on Beimen Street, which is quite far from here.
I ran back in a moment."
As he was speaking, he disappeared.
Li Qiumei looked at the dim street and started running.
Only in this way will she not feel afraid.
When Qian Jinshu saw Li Qiumei coming back, he asked with a gloomy face, "Qiumei, where have you been?
Why did you come back only now?"
Li Qiumei replied impatiently.
"A child from my great uncle's family is hospitalized in the county hospital.
He's not out of danger yet, I have to go over and keep an eye on him tonight."
Qian Jinshu's expression improved.
This damn scumbag only allows the county officials to set fires but not the people to light lamps.
Usually, he would be unhappy if Li Qiumei said a few more words to male customers who were buying groceries.
In her previous life, Li Qiumei would feel complacent when she saw him like this.
She thought Qian Jinshu cared about her too much.
Now, Li Qiumei only thinks that he is angry because she is dirty.
So he thinks others will be as dirty as he is.
She packed up her toiletries and went to the kitchen to get the dishes.
When I passed by the living room, I saw Chen Cuizhen sitting alone on the sofa and dozing off.
The black and white TV was already covered in snow, and the program had finished.
As soon as Li Qiumei arrived at the kitchen door, she saw Wu Meiping.
This woman is secretly cooking again.
Wu Meiping was startled when she heard footsteps, and patted her chest when she saw it was Li Qiumei.
"Sister-in-law, I thought Mom had just woken up from a nap.
My sister-in-law gave me a few eggs.
I'll cook two and give them to Jinsheng as a midnight snack later.
Do you want to cook something too?"
Li Qiumei shook her head.
“I don’t have anything to cook, my relative’s child is in the hospital.
I'll get two lunch boxes to lend them.
Meiping, come over here and close the door."
"Yeah, okay!"
Li Qiumei returned to the house carrying the lunch box and bowl.
She deliberately asked Qian Jinshu, "Are you going to take me there by bike, or are you going to stay home and take care of the baby?"
Qian Jinshu hesitated for a moment.
Li Qiumei pretended to be casual and said, "Forget it, you should stay at home and take care of the child to sleep.
Going back and forth is just in case the child wakes up and starts crying again."
Li Qiumei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Qian Jinshu.
"Damn it, it turns out this damn man doesn't even want to send her there!"
"Okay, I'll stay home and look after the kids.
Qiu Mei, please ride your bike carefully."
Qian Jinshu kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.
Li Qiumei was stunned when she saw the shoes he kicked on the ground.
These shoes were not made by Li Qiumei!
She was so busy every day that she had no time to clean the soles of Nabu's shoes.
The person who has the soles of Nabu's shoes at this time is Ding Feng!
Li Qiumei often saw Ding Feng sewing shoe soles and knitting sweaters.
The cloth shoes that Li Qiumei gave Qian Jinshu were made by simply buying plastic soles and sewing them on the uppers.
To make the shoe upper, first use a rag to apply paste layer by layer, and then dry it in the sun.
Then I borrowed a shoe pattern from Sister Wang and others and had it cut.
Tear off two feet of new black cloth and sew it on the outside.
Wrap the edge with white cloth and the upper is ready.
Buy a pair of plastic soles and sew them on with an awl.
The sole of this cloth shoe is what the old saying calls a thousand-layer sole.
It takes a lot of time and effort to use thick linen rope to densely thread the entire sole.
Of course, shoes made in this way are much more comfortable to wear than those with plastic soles.
And it is not easy to slip.
In this area, Li Qiumei had only seen Ding Feng and Sister Wang making thousand-layer sole.
It seems that the shoes Qian Jinshu wore at school were all made by Ding Feng.
Li Qiumei remembers that her cousin wore Liberation shoes most of the time all year round.
Ding Feng doesn't make shoes for her man, but pays him to make shoes when she has time.
It's true that the man is in love and the woman is willing!
I probably forgot to throw it away when I moved things back this time.
Or maybe you just can't bear to throw it away.
When Qian Jinshu goes out tomorrow, she will have to carefully look through the luggage that Qian Jinshu brought back.
Maybe there will be a pleasant surprise.
Li Qiumei said nothing and rode her family's 28-inch bicycle to the hospital.
Then she regretted it.
There's no place to park the car.
She asked around, and finally a passing nurse pointed to the hospital wall.
"See, there's a little door in the wall.
Go out the door and turn left. There is a carport over there. Put it there."
After finally parking the car, I just reached the stairs and saw Cheng Zhiming standing there.
Li Qiumei smiled and said, "Why are you standing here instead of watching over your third brother in the ward?
Are you afraid that I won’t come?”
Cheng Zhiming grinned and laughed.
Fortunately, there was an empty bed in the ward.
Li Qiumei asked Cheng Zhiming to go to sleep, and she stayed with Cheng Zhiheng while he was receiving an IV drip.
These days, injections are usually given in the buttocks.
The hospital gave Cheng Zhiheng an IV drip because his injuries were serious.
Early the next morning, Li Qiumei went out to buy porridge and buns.
She woke up Cheng Zhiming.
Two people have a good breakfast.
By the time Li Qiumei went to get some hot water, Cheng Zhiheng had also woken up.
Li Qiumei wiped his face clean with a towel.
You know what, this guy is really good-looking.
Her hair is slightly curly, her facial features are delicate, and her skin is even fairer than Ding Feng's.
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