Chapter 148 Chapter 148 Xixi is sick.
February, 1977.
This winter is much colder than usual, and many people who wanted to go back to their hometowns for the New Year had to give up their plans at the last minute.
Mu Mian's family has also been affected. The family has been here for more than two years. The old lady wants to go back to the brigade to visit her other children. Everyone had previously agreed to go back to the brigade during the Chinese New Year this year.
The result is that plans cannot keep up with changes.
This year's winter in Ningzhang City is just a little colder than in previous years. No matter how cold it is in the south, it won't be so cold that the snow blocks the roads. But it's different in Qingfeng Brigade. It usually snows heavily, and this year it has even reached the level of a snow disaster.
As early as early January, Mu Fugui called home. Mu Xinglong said on the other end of the phone that the trains in the provincial capital would stop running from time to time. They could run in good weather, but not in bad weather. There was no certainty.
It looks like the snow will continue to fall. There are too many uncertainties, so it’s better not to go back.
After all, suspension of service is a good thing. If the train cannot run, at least you can go back home directly. If the train starts running and gets stuck halfway, in the middle of the wilderness with no village or shop around, I can't imagine what it would be like.
So the idea of going back to the brigade to celebrate the New Year has been put on hold for the time being this year.
However, although the others did not leave, Mu Mian and his wife and Xinxin still had to leave. They planned to return to the capital with Dong Qie's family of four to celebrate the New Year.
Because Wen Zhan's elder brother and sister-in-law are going back to the capital this year, it's hot on the island and is not affected by the cold air at all.
Although it gets colder as you go further north from Ningzhang City to the capital, the area around the capital is not cold enough to cause trains to stop running. The provinces most affected by the cold air include the province where the Qingfeng Brigade is located and the two surrounding provinces.
Fortunately, the situation at home in the brigade is relatively good. Apart from the inconvenience of going out, as long as the snow on the roof is cleared on time, it is not thick enough to crush the house and bury people.
February 4th is the beginning of spring.
This year's New Year's Eve is on February 17th in the Gregorian calendar. Last month, Mu Mianwenzan and Dong Qie and his wife discussed it and decided to return to the capital on February 7th.
If all goes well, it will arrive just before the Chinese New Year.
The vacation that Wen Zhen and Dong Qie applied for this time was not short, a total of twenty days. In addition to the time on the road, they could also stay at home for about two weeks.
After the Spring Festival, we have to set off back around the seventh day of the first lunar month.
We have only roughly discussed the date of return, and cannot worry about it for the moment. After all, the tickets are not on sale yet, and we will have to wait until after the New Year to decide the details.
I have asked an acquaintance at the train station to help me buy the return ticket, but I haven't received it yet.
Someone from the hospital happened to go to the train station to pick up a relative today, and he brought the tickets back for Wen and the others.
At noon when get off work was over, Wen Chen returned to the staff quarters with Mu Zhuo, carrying the tickets. The two chatted intermittently as they walked towards Building 7.
At this time, the stove in the living room of Room 201 was burning red.
Beside
Not far away, there were several layers of paper shells on the ground, and the brother and sister Xinxin and Beibei were having a lot of fun playing on them.
To be precise, Beibei was the only one who was playing mischief, while Mu Fugui was sitting next to him watching his grandson and granddaughter.
Beibei, who is one year and ten months old, is very active. After playing with toys for a while, he can't sit still and starts running back and forth at home.
After fiddling with it for a while, the little short legs ran to the kitchen again. While the old lady wasn't paying attention, he took a bite of the old pumpkin on the ground, leaving his mouth full of dust.
He is really a naughty monkey.
In comparison, Xinxin, who is nearly half a year younger than him, is as steady as an older sister. She uses her chubby little hands to draw on paper shells with colored pens, and she seems to be very content.
Moreover, although there were colorful things everywhere, nothing got on her body. The little girl is very clean.
At this moment, the little boy finished eating the pumpkin and was scolded by the old lady. He didn't cry, but ran over and started to make trouble for his sister.
Mu Fugui followed beside him, "What a jerk! Run slower, or you'll be in trouble if you fall headfirst onto the stove."
The stove burns very hot in winter, and many children get burned.
The little boy was chubby and tough. Before Mu Fugui finished speaking, he had already run to Xinxin's side, "No, no, go play!"
Although Xiao Beibei is a talkative person like his sister, his pronunciation is not accurate at all.
All I can say is that talking a lot and speaking clearly have nothing to do with each other.
Xinxin Yuanyuan sat on the paper shell, drawing with a colored pencil, "I don't want to play."
Beibei, who failed to pull his sister along, tried to run out by himself, but failed and was caught by Mu Fugui, "It's time to eat, why are you running!"
While the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were arguing for a few words, Wen Zhan and Mu Zhuo pushed open the door and came in.
Xinxin turned her head when she heard the noise. After not seeing him for the whole morning, she smiled broadly at Wen Chen and stretched out her short arms, "Daddy, hug me~"
Mu Zhuo was envious, "Can I have my uncle hold me?"
Xinxin: “Hug~”
Beibei: “Hug!”
Mu Zhuo didn't really want to pay attention to his dirty son. While Xiao Beibei was holding his legs, Wen Chen had already lifted his daughter up and asked, "Where's your mother?"
Xinxin pointed to the opposite side, "Mom~"
Speak of the devil, and he will appear. Mu Mian was just tidying up in the bedroom, "Brother, did you get the ticket?"
Wen Chen took out two tickets from his pocket and handed them to Mu Mian, "I got them. Keep them."
Mu Mian took a look and laughed the next second, "This one seems to be in the middle of the carriage, which is good. There's no cold wind and no bad smell."
Xinxin is at an age where she can understand some things. The little girl is very smart. Although she doesn't talk all the time, her pronunciation is quite accurate and she thinks about what adults say very well.
After Mu Mian finished speaking, she automatically extracted the key words, "Wind, blow!"
As he spoke, he pointed outside.
Mu Mian put the tickets in his pocket and brought his daughter over. "Yes, it's cold outside."
Xinxin looked towards Xixi's bedroom again, "Blow sister."
Mu Mian: "Well, your sister caught a cold."
Mu Zhuo frowned, "Xixi's fever hasn't subsided yet?"
Nie Sihui was setting the table, "I just touched it, it's not that hot now, but I'm still coughing a lot, and I haven't slept well."
Xixi had a fever late last night. The little girl had never been ill before, so this time she had a severe fever.
Aside from the fact that the temperature has indeed dropped a bit in the past two days, it was mainly because yesterday afternoon, the girl washed her hair and ran outside to play without drying it.
As the sweat came out and the cold wind blew, I had a fever in the evening. I didn't go to school today and just lay in the house listlessly.
While the adults were still talking, Xixi came out with messy hair and a slightly red face, no longer as lively as before.
Mu Zhuo touched his daughter's forehead and said, "It's not that hot anymore. If you still have a fever in the afternoon, go get an injection."
Xixi, who was originally listless, immediately looked up upon hearing this, with an expression as if she had heard a ghost story, "I cough cough cough, I will be fine in the afternoon, cough cough, okay, no injection!"
The little girl who is usually fearless is extremely afraid of injections and would run away at the sight of a needle.
Nie Sihui combed Xixi's hair, her tone was distressed and angry, "Now you know you are afraid, but you ignored me when I told you."
Xixi, who will be nine in a few months, is already as tall as Nie Sihui's waist. The little girl hugged her mother's waist and acted coquettishly, "I'm coughing so hard, cough cough cough... Mom, please don't be mean to me."
Xinxin slipped out of Mu Mian's arms, ran over and hugged Xixi's legs, looking up with her round face, "Sister, does it hurt?"
Little one knows that it will be painful when you are sick.
As she spoke, Xinxin pouted and pursed her lips at Xixi twice. Her new brain was very useful. When she knocked her forehead on the door a few days ago, Mu Mian pursed at her in the same way.
Xixi said weakly, "Xinxin, please stay away from me, cough cough cough...be careful that I might infect you."
Mu Mian, who was sitting next to her, laughed and said, "She is very strong. Come and eat it when it is ready. This soup is hot. If you drink some, she may feel better in the afternoon."
The old lady also said something similar, "It took almost an hour. After drinking it, lie down and sweat will come out, and there will be no problem."
Xixi sat next to Mu Mian, leaning against her aunt, like a frost-bitten eggplant.
Although she had no appetite, Xixi still drank half a bowl of soup.
After lunch, when the elder sister went to lie down, the two little ones, Xinxin and Beibei, also fell asleep in a row in the room of the old couple Mu Fugui.
In a blink of an eye, it was already past two in the afternoon, and the brother and sister were still sleeping soundly.
Xixi next to me was not feeling well. Not only did her fever not go down, but it felt even higher than last night.
Nie Sihui was anxious, "We still have to go to the hospital for an injection."
Mu Mian took out some thick clothes and wrapped them around Xixi. Xixi was dazed and asked, "Aunt, what are you doing?"
Mu Mian: "Take you to the hospital."
The sick little girl was quite stubborn, "No, I don't want to go, I don't want the injection."
Mu Mian started coaxing the child, "No, no, let's go find the doctor and see if he can prescribe some new medicine."
Mu Fugui brought a hat and wrapped the sick little girl up so that only her eyes were exposed.
Mu Mian carried the person in his arms and walked along with his sister-in-law, walking very fast.
The three of them had just reached the door of the pediatric department when a familiar little boy ran out, crying and wailing. Then the voice of the regiment political commissar Pang Tianguang's wife Kuai Lan came, "Sihui, help me catch that guy!"
The little boy cried loudly, "I don't want the injection!!"
After a lot of chaos, the little boy was caught.
After the aunt and sister-in-law went in, they found that there were quite a lot of children in the hall, including several from the same courtyard and even Xixi's classmate.
The weather is cold, and kids of this age don’t know the difference between hot and cold when they are having fun.
A child was crying loudly, and Xixi was very nervous, "Mom, cough cough... We agreed not to give you an injection."
Nie Sihui: "See what the doctor says."
What could the doctor say? After some questioning, he concluded, "You need an injection."
Xixi: “!!!!”
The little girl tried to run away immediately, but she couldn't.
Mu Mian fixed her arm with one hand and her leg with the other. Xixi immediately had only her mouth to howl, "Wuwuwuwuwuwu...Auntie, I'm not going to be with you anymore!"
Mu Mian did something ruthless with a pretty face, "You have to get the injection even if you don't treat me well."
Although the three of them arrived late, the process was quite quick. Except for Xixi who was crying loudly in pain, everything else went smoothly. They were just waiting for the doctor to give them some more medicine.
The other parents were so envious.
Kuai Lan came alone. She had been bothering her youngest child for a while. She was worried about the child and angry. She looked at Mu Mian like a savior, "Xiao Mian, hurry up, help your sister-in-law hold him down. This naughty boy has already run over twice. The two nurses and I couldn't hold him down."
Xixi was sulking at the moment and refused to let Mu Mian hug her. The little girl nestled in Nie Sihui's arms, looking pitiful.
Mu Mian happened to be fine, "Okay."
The youngest of the Pang family: “!!!!”
So, while the aunt and sister-in-law were waiting for the medicine, one more person was injured.
I don’t know what the kids think, but the adults are happy.
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