"You also said that husband and wife are one, but I only want to share the joys with you, not the sorrows." The highest realm of love is that I hope you are happy every day and do not suffer any grievances. Maybe you do not feel wronged, but I feel that you are wronged.
"Life is full of flavors. It's not all sweetness without bitterness. The ups and downs of life are what life is all about. I feel sorry for you too." Zeng Wenjuan looked up at Zhao Jianguo and said.
The two looked at each other, and their souls resonated.
"Mom and Dad, are you done yet? Who can read me a story? I'm going to sleep." The two were having such a good time, but Goudan's voice interrupted them.
"It will be ready soon. You play by yourself for a while. Mom will give acupuncture to your dad later. Is your hair dry? If it is, lie down by yourself. You will fall asleep after playing for a while." Zeng Wenjuan reacted immediately and said to Goudan who was lying in the room.
Goudan had no choice but to lie on the bed and play with the Rubik's Cube. He said to himself: "Mom and Dad are bad. They only care about playing by themselves and never bring Goudan with them. It would be nice if I had a younger brother."
Zeng Wenjuan helped Zhao Jianguo dry his feet, put on his slippers, and pushed him into the room. Zhao Jianguo could now climb onto the wheelchair or lie back on the bed. He supported the wheelchair and lay on the bed.
After covering Zhao Jianguo with a blanket, his injured leg was exposed. After Zhao Jianguo was injured, he was always given pants with side zippers, which made it easier for him to put on pants.
Zeng Wenjuan unzipped her pants and put a few large sheets of red straw paper on the bed. Then she began to help Zhao Jianguo untie the bandages. She looked at the dense stitches on Zhao Jianguo's thighs.
"Your scar looks scary. Don't take risks like this in the future. Goudan and I are waiting for you to come back home." Zeng Wenjuan's eyes turned red when she looked at the wound.
Zhao Jianguo also knew that he was careless this time. He held Zeng Wenjuan's hand and said to comfort her: "I was indeed careless this time. I will be more careful in the future. You and Goudan are always in my heart. I always remember that you are waiting for me at home, so I dare not be reckless."
"It's good for you to know it yourself." Zeng Wenjuan said to Zhao Jianguo.
Afterwards, Zeng Wenjuan took out the silver needles and began to insert acupuncture needles into Zhao Jianguo's various acupuncture points, one needle, two needles, three needles, four needles.
After Zhao Jianguo's thighs and calves were filled with silver needles, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Hold on a bit, the needle won't hurt as much next month after the stitches on your wound are removed." Zeng Wenjuan said, and then she took out a candy from the table next to her and gave it to Zhao Jianguo: "Hold it in your mouth! The sweet taste will also relieve the pain."
No matter what Zeng Wenjuan said, Zhao Jianguo did it. Half an hour later, Zhao Jianguo felt his thighs getting hotter and hotter, and he felt much more comfortable.
Zeng Wenjuan had been sitting next to him observing Zhao Jianguo's physical condition. She felt relieved when she saw that his condition had improved. She waited until the time was right before she removed all the silver needles.
"Your wound is much better than dad expected. It seems that your physical condition is indeed much better than others." Zeng Wenjuan praised with a smile.
Zhao Jianguo smiled after hearing Zeng Wenjuan's words: "It's good that I have an advantage. Seeing that you are getting better and better, I am afraid that I am not worthy of you."
"Comrade, everyone has to learn. You can keep learning until you die. If you slow down, you won't be able to catch up with me." Zeng Wenjuan saw that Zhao Jianguo's injury was gradually getting better, and she felt relieved. She could also laugh and joke after hearing his words.
Zhao Jianguo lay on the bed and looked at Zeng Wenjuan's smile. The warm yellow light shone on Zeng Wenjuan, as if he was radiating light and warming everyone around him.
"Mom, I want to drink some water, I'm so thirsty!" Goudan couldn't sleep because he didn't hear any stories today. He just wanted to call someone to accompany him, tell him stories, and coax him to sleep.
After hearing what Goudan said, Zeng Wenjuan zipped up Zhao Jianguo's pants, covered him with the quilt and said, "Go to sleep first. I'll tell Goudan a story tonight."
Zhao Jianguo looked at Zeng Wenjuan's back. If it weren't for the inconvenience on his legs and the fact that he had no reason, he would definitely pick up Goudan and beat him up. It was time for him to sleep, but he didn't sleep well and kept shouting left and right.
Goudan had no idea what Zhao Jianguo was thinking. Anyway, he was now nestled in Zeng Wenjuan's arms, listening to her stories happily.
"A long, long time ago, there was a magical mountain with only one fruit tree on it, an apple tree. It would grow big red apples every year. People were very greedy when they saw the apples, and everyone wanted to pick the apples and sleep with them, but no matter who went, no one could pick the apples. Until one day, a little boy climbed up the tree."
"Mom, is that little boy Goudan? Goudan also wants to eat an apple. It's sweet... so delicious." Goudan said to Zeng Wenjuan greedily when he heard the word.
Zeng Wenjuan looked at Goudan with a smile: "If you want, this person can also be Goudan."
Goudan tilted his head in confusion, so he heard Zeng Mingjuan continue to talk: "But the little boy was too small. He climbed for a long time, but didn't climb very high, and then he slipped down from the tree. He leaned against the apple tree in frustration, thinking about how he was going to pick the apples."
"Mom, how can I get some apples? Since I can't climb the tree, I can use a bamboo to knock the apples down, or I can go home and ask mom and dad to pick me up so I can pick them." When it comes to food, Goudan is extremely smart and will never let himself suffer any loss.
"That's a good idea." Zeng Wenjuan agreed, and then added: "But before the little boy could come up with a solution, an apple suddenly fell from the tree and hit the little boy on the head. The little boy was very happy and he picked up the apple and started to eat it."
"Mom, is that apple delicious? Is it the same one I usually eat? I want to eat an apple too, but all the apples at home have been eaten." Goudan said somewhat frustratedly.
Zeng Wenjuan looked at Goudan and said with a smile, "Tomorrow Mom will take you out to see if there are any more for sale outside. If there are, Mom will buy some and bring them back for Goudan to eat."
"Mom wants to eat too, Dad wants to eat too, Grandpa and Grandma want to eat too, we all want to eat." Goudan is not a selfish child. When he has good things, he wants to share them with his loved ones.
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