Chapter 28 The Bad Guy Gets Old
An Zhiqiu was also a little angry this time, "What's wrong? Your child is almost delirious with fever, and you ask me what's wrong? A child fell into an ice hole, that's an accident, how come you didn't know that the second child had a fever at home?
Can I earn more work points and food by working on New Year's Day?
If you cared more about your children, would they be bullied like this?
Children not only need to be raised, but also need you to teach them!"
Fang Yuan took Fang Songyan's hand silently and wanted to touch her forehead with his hand, but those big palms were covered with scars, calluses, frostbite, and dirt that could not be washed away. They were truly the ugliest hands An Zhixia had ever seen, no doubt about it.
This doesn't look like the hand of a 23-year-old young man, it's clearly the hand of a 63-year-old.
He could only touch it lightly with his forehead. The temperature was really scalding hot for someone coming back against the wind.
"Uncle An, my father is very tired from working every day. My brother and I are grown-up kids and can take care of ourselves. This time, we were just busy. I was in good health before." The little girl's lips were pale and her face was flushed. She was obviously feeling very uncomfortable, but she still wanted to defend her father.
An Zhixia sighed softly and urged the two to go to the clinic: "If you have anything to say, wait until you get back. The child's forehead temperature is high. If we wait any longer, he will get feverish and confused."
Fang Yuan looked at her deeply, said "thank you" in a hoarse voice, and ran away with the child in his arms.
An Zhiqiu shrugged at her and trotted after her.
The children only heated up half a plate of dumplings at noon and now their stomachs were growling with hunger.
An Zhixia prepared a bowl of milk powder for each of the children, then went home and carried a basket to the kitchen, which contained chicken soup with red dates, mushrooms, chestnuts, a few steamed buns that had been kept warm in the supermarket, and two bowls of egg custard.
The fragrance drifted to the next door, and a child came out, leaning on the door frame and smiled at An Zhixia, "Hello, sister."
An Zhixia glanced at him, nodded, and urged the two children to eat quickly.
Even though being stared at by others, the little girl Fang Gexin had no pressure to eat. Her happy expression made the food look extremely delicious.
Fang Lixi also did not invite anyone to come in for dinner under An Zhixia's high-pressure gaze. Instead, he took a deep breath and immersed himself in the food, praising it with his sister from time to time.
When the child saw it, he immediately ran away.
"Sister, that's Grandpa Gao's six-year-old grandson Gao Yiming. Humph, he said he had a cold and fever yesterday, but today he's so lively and energetic, how can he look sick at all?" The little girl was familiar with An Zhixia. She was lively and spoke very fluently. She gave her brother a look that said, "You've been fooled again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yiming came back with a few biscuits.
An Zhixia stood at the door, smiling like a wolf grandmother, "Little kid, didn't you catch a cold? How come your nose is so sharp that you can smell the smell and come to the door. Children who lie will steal and cheat when they grow up, and they will soon be in jail."
"How can you talk like that, little comrade? Mingming is only six years old. With a grandfather like me taking care of him, he will have a great future. How could he possibly end up in jail?" An old man with a slightly lame leg and fifty-year-old hair walked out and said with a gloomy face.
She looked him up and down, and said, "Appearance is determined by the heart. Your eyes are not the same size, so you are more sensitive and prone to crooked ways. Your nose is flat, so your career is unlucky. You are stingy and only see the immediate benefits. You are petty and only care about every little thing. Your chin is too sharp, so you must be sarcastic. Well, you have too much white in your eyes, so you lack kindness and are bound to take risks for money.
Your grandson is very much like you. I believe that under your guidance, he will surpass you."
The old man's forehead was sweating in the cold weather. After slightly avoiding his eyes, he hunched his back slightly, restrained his expression, and tried to use the wrinkles on his face to pile up an honest look. "Physiognomy is a feudal remnant, deceiving ignorant people, and it is accurate when reported by others. Since it is something that the great man asked to be abandoned, it should not be taken seriously. My child does have a cold, and now that he is a little energetic, he wants to play with the Fang family's children.
How could you, a female educated youth, scold my grandson without knowing right from wrong?
What does he, a six-year-old, understand?"
An Zhixia sneered, picked up a stone from the ground, and tossed it up and down in her hands, "Of course I told you. The organization asked you to live in the cowshed for reform. Do you feel wronged? Your legs are lame and your hands can't move? You let the Fang family work as laborers for you. You are so shameless, huh?
Well, it seems that the organization stripped you of your glorious skin and threw you into the bullpen, which is not unreasonable."
As she spoke, she exerted force with her hand, and the stone flew out, smashing the biscuits in Gao Yiming's hand into pieces, frightening the grandfather and grandson so much that they shivered for a while. She clapped her hands and smiled with the corners of her lips curled: "Don't think that because the villagers treat you kindly, no one can cure you, and you can forget the pain after the scar heals."
"Li Xi, Xiao Ge Xin, remember, respecting the old and loving the young depends on whether the other party is worthy of it. How can you repay kindness with evil? Maybe the little bad guy has not grown up, and the big bad guy has already grown old?
Hey, how does the saying go, a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse gives birth to a grandson who can dig holes. "
Seeing her sure expression, Gao Yuanlang felt unsure and could only pull his grandson's hand and leave with a helpless and bitter face.
Is this a veteran actor?
Sure enough, a trace of pity flashed across Fang Lixi's face.
An Zhixia raised her eyebrows. The young man was still too naive and needed some experience.
The commune clinic was only five miles away from the village, and Fang Yuan and An Zhiqiu ran all the way there. The only doctor in the clinic had gone home for the New Year, leaving only a young nurse on duty. She took Fang Songyan's temperature, which was 39.8 degrees, and prescribed some "fever-reducing magic medicine" Analgin with an expressionless face, "You go back and take it first. If the fever doesn't go down, go to the town hospital."
So the two of them ran all the way back with the child, which took less than an hour in total.
When they walked in, they happened to hear An Zhixia's fortune-telling remarks.
An Zhiqiu was confused again, "Sister, when will you be able to read faces again?"
An Zhixia glanced at him and whispered in disdain, "Brother, I was just kidding him, didn't you hear that? He's ugly, and he's stingy and likes to take advantage of others. If you equate the two, doesn't it prove that appearance reflects the heart? But, seeing how guilty he is, I'm afraid I was right."
Actually, as an actress, she has a wide range of interests due to the demands of her job. Physiognomy and psychology are just two of the 365 trades. At worst, she still has the supermarket business.
"You're really great," he couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and then changed the topic to talk about the health center.
Analgin?
She didn't know it at first, but in 2018, Analgin became inexplicably popular.
Analgin, which was regarded as a miracle drug for relieving fever and pain by the older generation, was gradually withdrawn by European countries as early as the 1970s.
(End of this chapter)
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