Bruise?
Why the bruise?
Didn’t he faint from heatstroke and knock over a rock?
Isn’t this?
Wang Meili's heart skipped a beat and her face turned very ugly. She wanted to ask Dongzi's father about this matter.
"Did your sister eat millet porridge?"
"I ate two bowls."
This is a good appetite, which finally made Wang Meili smile.
"What would you like to eat tonight?"
"What's for dinner in the cafeteria?"
"How about I go get some food?"
Wang Meili sighed, "You can just cook something at home, or we can just make do with the food I bring back and eat together."
Zhao Jiaojiao woke up again. It was almost dark. She stood up suddenly, feeling dizzy for a moment, before getting out of bed.
"Little sister..."
"Sister, you're awake. You must be hungry. I'll make you some malted milk."
Zhao Lingling moved quickly and immediately took a bowl to make malted milk for Zhao Jiaojiao.
"Where are mom and the others?"
"Mom went to the river to wash clothes and picked vegetables. Dad hasn't come back yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard noise outside.
Accountant Zhao got his food from the cafeteria and went home, thinking about his daughter.
"Jiaojiao..."
Zhao Jiaojiao was about to drink malted milk from the bowl when she heard a man's voice coming from outside.
Then Zhao Jiaojiao saw a middle-aged man about forty years old, with somewhat dark skin, about 1.75 meters tall, and a look of concern on his face.
"father....."
Accountant Zhao softened his voice and asked with concern, "Jiaojiao, Dad was busy with the autumn harvest and didn't go to the hospital to see you. Is your head still hurting?"
"My head still hurts a little."
Accountant Zhao always thought that his daughter was being plotted against this time, otherwise she would not have suffered so much.
After the autumn harvest, he will return it tenfold.
"Is there any other pain?" Accountant Zhao felt a little scared when he thought about his daughter being hit with a club and dragged so far away. She might have other scars on her body. Even after a busy day and night, he lay in bed thinking about these things. If it was any later, he didn't know what would happen.
"My head hurts the most."
Isn’t it true that in the 1970s and 1980s, many rural people were particularly biased towards boys over girls?
But Zhao Jiaojiao discovered that her parents now not only did not favor boys over girls, but were even better to them, the girl.
"Little sister, can the hospital prescribe medicine?"
"I've been given the medicine. I'll take it later."
"Dad, come and eat!" She saw the food in the lunch box in her father's hand, and he came back immediately after getting his meal.
"Yes, Dad, you should eat quickly. You have been busy for most of the day."
Accountant Zhao then picked up the lunch box and started eating.
"Dad, how many days will it take?"
Accountant Zhao calculated and said, "About three days." The autumn harvest is a busy farming season that lasts for more than ten days.
"Then I'll ask for five days off tomorrow."
Five days?
Accountant Zhao seemed unaware that Zhao Lingling wanted to take a leave to stay at home and take care of Zhao Jiaojiao.
"Why are you asking for leave?"
"Take care of my sister."
Accountant Zhao glanced at Zhao Jiaojiao and said, "Okay, but pay the tuition first."
"Dad Dongzi, where did you find Jiaojiao that day?" Wang Meili had a serious face. The lights were turned off, but Wang Meili sat on the bed and stared at Accountant Zhao who was lying there.
Accountant Zhao was silent for a long time. When Wang Meili wanted to ask again, he spoke up, "In a room."
Wang Meili's face suddenly changed, "Who is it?"
If he really fainted from heatstroke, it would have happened on the road, not in a room?
Accountant Zhao briefly explained the situation.
"What?" Wang Meili was so angry that she wanted to go find them and beat them up immediately.
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