Dabao brought two bowls into the east room and ate while feeding his father.

Gu Qinghuan specially lit a kerosene lamp for him, and then he took Beibei to eat in the main room.

After eating the roast chicken, Gu Qinghuan sneaked into the space and took out a few bottles of Trumbull, pouring them into the bowls for the two little guys to drink.

The bottle is thrown into space to destroy the body.

After eating and drinking, it’s time to wash up and go to bed, and there are no entertainment activities at this time.

The kitchen has not been cleaned up yet, and there is no firewood at home. I will boil some hot water now.

Gu Qinghuan fetched a bucket of well water, took out a new towel from the living room, gave one to each person in the family, and washed up hastily.

Dabao carried a small clay pot from the east room outside to pour out the water, then rinsed the pot clean and brought it back.

Gu Qinghuan understood that this was to help his father solve the financial problem. He was a really filial and good child. Many adults were able to serve their parents so carefully, but he was still a child.

I can only sigh that children from poor families have to grow up early.

Beibei was a thoughtful girl. She obviously noticed Gu Qinghuan looking at her, so she quickly pulled her hand and said seriously, "Mom, Dad is not a bad person. He is the best person in the world.

You don't believe what the villagers say, that Dad was tied up voluntarily for us, but who has ever beaten him?"

The little girl was obviously choking up at the end of her speech.

Gu Qinghuan patted her on the back to comfort her.

"When Dad first came back, he was actually very nice and often took us to the mountains to pick fruits. Later, one time, we encountered a wild boar in the mountains. The wild boar almost hurt my brother, so Dad punched the wild boar to death.

After the wild boar died, Dad's eyes turned red and he ran madly in the woods. The villagers came up to carry the wild boar, but Dad suddenly went crazy and beat anyone he saw.

Everyone beat him, and then he seemed to suddenly come to his senses.

Not long after, because the village children bullied his brother, his father fought with the villagers again to protect his brother. After he came to his senses this time, he voluntarily let everyone tie him up.

My brother and I knew that he was afraid that he would go crazy and hurt us by mistake, so he let himself be tied up voluntarily. "

The little girl's description actually gave Gu Qinghuan some associations.

Xu Huai'an suddenly retired from the army because of mental problems. He was mentally ill and had been sick for days.

This situation is a bit like the so-called post-war syndrome, which is a type of post-traumatic stress disorder. After a person encounters or resists major pressure, his or her mental state becomes seriously disturbed and becomes a sequela.

According to Beibei's description, both of his madness occurred under certain conditions, such as when people close to him were oppressed or hit, or when he saw stimulating things.

"How long is he awake? How does he usually react?" Gu Qinghuan asked anxiously. She wanted to confirm what Xu Huai'an meant by PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).

If so, it would be too pitiful. A combat hero was tied up like a madman in this room that was exposed to the sun. Not only was he physically tortured, but he was also mentally tortured. I really don't know how he could survive.

"This year he was awake less and less, often suffering from insomnia, staring into the night, having nightmares and then yelling.

Sometimes he would talk to himself, sometimes he would suddenly get very angry, he would cooperate with everything you do, and when strangers come in he would get very excited and react strongly.

But when he was awake, he would teach us gently how to survive, what to eat in the mountains, and what to eat, and he also taught me and my sister arithmetic. "He said to Dabao, who heard the two talking.

Dabao even took out the small bag he brought with him to show Gu Qinghuan. Inside was Xu Huai'an's things, some certificates, a few hospital prescriptions, and a package of heavy lumps.

The hospital's examination form didn't explain the cause, but just listed the psychological and mental illnesses.

Gu Qinghuan opened the package of something hard and was stunned for a moment.

The former leader lived in peacetime, and it was the first time for her to see so many military badges, and they actually belonged to one person.

There's even a first-class medal inside.

This is too easy, he is the best while alive. This medal represents that he has devoted all his efforts to the motherland and the people, and his death is over.

As a soldier of the people, he truly lived up to the people.

Gu Qinghuan admired his willpower. Before he got this disease, he must have been an excellent soldier and a national hero.

She thought she had to do something for him.

Gu Qinghuan summarized several points from his description of Dabao and Beibei: insomnia, nightmares, irritability, fright, hypervigilance, anxiety, avoidance of reality, and dwelling on memories.

This is completely consistent with the characteristics of post-war stress disorder.

It is basically certain that Xu Huaian suffers from post-war stress disorder.

She knew about this disease because PTSD was widely spread on the Internet some time ago, so she knew less about traumatic mental disorder.

Unfortunately, PTSD was first proposed by the American Psychiatric Association in the early 1950s, and its treatment was not effective until modern times.

Therefore, an excellent soldier was misdiagnosed as mentally ill and forced to retire because of post-war psychological problems.

Even his parents treated him like a lunatic, tied him to the bed for more than a year, and finally threw him out to die. In the book, he died a violent death in the end!

How ironic, how ridiculous.

Gu Qinghuan pulled the corners of his mouth, tears rolling down his cheeks, he felt compassion, sympathy and admiration for the poor person inside.

He is already like this, but he is still worried about hurting others. He would rather confine himself to a small world and have others help him with eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. For a normal person, this is too easy.

Gu Qinghuan gently patted the two children's heads and said, "Don't worry, Dad will get better."

"Really?" The two children looked at her with tears in their eyes, not daring to believe it.

"Really, I promised you that I would find a way to treat him. But you should go to bed now."

They slept the same way as last night. The two children and Xu Huai'an lived in the east room, and Gu Qinghuan lived alone in the west room.

Before going to bed, Gu Qinghuan poured three cups of spiritual spring water for the two children and Xu Huaian, and only felt relieved after watching them drink it.

Xu Huaian was unwilling to drink. He stared at them with a pair of bloodshot eyes and bared his teeth. This time, Gu Qinghuan was not as scared as before. Instead, he took the initiative to help and poured the drink into his mouth.

Lingquan water can subtly nourish the body and improve physical fitness. I hope it can help him with his illness to some extent.

There was a brick bed in the room, which the two children had cleaned very cleanly. The old bed sheet had been passed on to Xu Huaian in the afternoon, so it was simply spread out in the east room for them to sleep on.

Gu Qinghuan took his old quilt and gave it to them to cover themselves with at night. The weather was getting colder, so it was enough to cover themselves with quilts at night.

There are two children and a skinny adult, and this quilt is just right for them, except that Huai'an is too high and his feet are not covered, but it's better than nothing.

I really know how they survived the winter in the past.

Dabao looked at Gu Qinghuan worriedly: "Give us the quilt, what will you do if you are cold at night?"

Gu Qinghuan had no choice of course, as there were more quilts in the big villa, and she could sleep directly in the big villa at night, which was much more comfortable than the earthen kang.

She felt guilty for making Dabao worry, so she comforted him, "I'm going to make a new quilt, so I'll give you this old one. I also have a big cotton-padded jacket, which will be as warm as a quilt, so don't worry."

Seeing that she was serious about what she said, Dabao felt relieved and lay down.

Gu Qinghuan blew out the kerosene lamp: "Good night, go to sleep quickly."

Beibei said sweetly: "Good night, Mom."

Dabao said silently in his heart: "Good night, Mom."