"But is Uncle Chen home? I think I saw him on the oxcart this morning."
Old Han abruptly stopped in his tracks.
"Damn! I forgot, he went to the commune clinic to get medicine, he went with his educated youth son-in-law."
Son-in-law of an educated youth?
Jian Dan slowly realized who it was. It seemed to be the one named Li Wenjun.
"What, what should we do? If the child's fever continues, something terrible will really happen!"
Jian Dan didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but seeing the child's rapid breathing and tightly furrowed brows even in unconsciousness, she felt a pang of unease. She pursed her lips.
"Uncle, I have some fever reducers, but,"
Old Han only heard the first half of the sentence, and this big, rough man immediately became excited.
"What? You have medicine?"
"Then, you...you, are you willing to give this child some to eat?"
At this time of year, not only is food precious, but medicine is even more so. Old Chen has to throw a tantrum to get the little medicine he needs from the clinic.
He simply turned around and headed home.
“At this point, what is there to be reluctant about? This is a human life, isn’t it? I can’t just stand by and watch her die. I can’t rest easy keeping those few pills.”
Old Han followed behind, carrying the child, his heart filled with thoughts of "Little Jian, the educated youth, is such a good person."
After entering the west room, he poured a cup of water from the thermos, and then, using the curtain as cover, took out a paper packet from the shelf behind him. He took out a pill from it, thought for a moment, and then broke it into four pieces before handing it to Old Han.
At this time, Analgin is said to still be very effective. That child looks to be at most three or four years old. I hope he doesn't suffer any side effects from taking too much medicine. That would be extremely embarrassing.
"Uncle Han, can I feed it to you? Or should I grind it into powder?"
Compared to the simple approach, Lao Han had some experience. He pried open the child's mouth with a spoon, fed him a sip of water, and the child, probably dazed from thirst, began to swallow on his own and even opened his mouth to reach for the water. Lao Han took the opportunity to throw in a small pill, and before he could even frown, he immediately fed him another spoonful of water.
With just a few spoonfuls of water, the medicine was successfully administered.
Jian Dan watched in utter astonishment.
"Uncle Han, your movements were quite smooth."
After giving him the medicine, Old Han breathed a sigh of relief and grinned upon hearing this.
"Hehe, that's how I fed my two naughty boys when they were little, haha, it always worked perfectly."
After they were done, Old Han carried the child out. Jian Dan didn't suggest leaving the child there, and Old Han didn't bring it up either. However, as she closed the door behind him, Jian Dan did ask him a question.
"Uncle, what are your plans for these children?"
Old Han had already wrapped his cotton-padded coat around the child's body.
"What can we do? We can't really kick them out. The temperature has been like this for the past few days; it's freezing cold at night."
If that doesn't work, we'll have to leave them all at the village office for now, and discuss the specifics after construction is completed.
Jian Dan admires their kindness, but when it comes to herself, she would rather give something in return. She has always considered herself a cold-hearted person.
As he stepped outside, two rows of people stood at the village entrance, all staring expectantly in his direction. Old Han let out a deep sigh.
"Isn't this a terrible thing? Such a young child, in this freezing weather!"
She glanced at it briefly and understood the general situation. She felt sympathy, but still didn't want to get involved. However, she left a message anyway.
"Uncle, if you need anything, I have it. Just come and ask me when the time comes."
This made Lao Han extremely happy. Putting everything else aside, just the fact that the other party was willing to give away the medicine was enough to make them happy. How many people would be willing to part with something so precious?
Even he wouldn't dare say he could just take it out so easily.
"Okay, okay, thank you in advance, Uncle."
As she spoke, she picked up the child and hurried back to the village entrance. She glanced around briefly, sighed, and turned to walk into the village.
She felt bad seeing this scene, but she couldn't just conjure up a bunch of food and clothes out of thin air and tell them, "Come find me, I have everything."
She's really gone mad.
"What? They're really here? And they're all kids?"
Lin Dongfang was also somewhat surprised that the Bright Pearl was not there. He had been on patrol for several days before it was his turn, and he hadn't gone out yet, so the news was a little delayed.
"Yes, I took a look from afar, and they weren't very big. Old Han was carrying the little one, who was only three or four years old. I guess he had just learned to walk. I don't know how he carried him over. They had just arrived at this place, and all the adults were gone, leaving only those few children."
Mingzhu and Lin Dongfang exchanged a glance, then looked at their chubby son rolling around and playing happily on the kang (a heated brick bed), and felt a little heavy-hearted.
"This is just the beginning, isn't it?"
"Yes, at the beginning, not to mention the adults, there were countless children. In the dead of winter, they were far from home, and we don't know how they survived the journey."
"well!"
Simple, this pseudo-native sighed first.
"Life was just starting to get a little better, and now this happens again. It's so hard for ordinary people like us to live a good life."
Yes, compared to the villagers, compared to these farmers who can only rely on the land for a living, they have a family to depend on. Their lives are truly heavenly.
For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat somber, and Lin Dongfang grew restless.
"You all sit here, I'll go out and take a look. Don't rush back, just eat here."
With that, he turned and left.
Simply offering snacks to amuse the child, her giggles dispelling some of the somber mood, and after a while, Mingzhu finally spoke.
"What are you thinking? Did you soften your heart again?"
She's quite simple-minded. She usually seems tough on the outside but cold on the inside, and she's not very enthusiastic when talking to or interacting with the villagers. But when something happens, she's always the first one to rush to the rescue.
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