"Grandson, you don't understand. After all, this is a house built for us two. Now something has happened and people are injured. If we, as elders, don't go and take a look, they will feel upset and the villagers will also say we are ignorant."
The thoughts of rural elderly people are very simple. Just like when children fight and hurt each other, parents always have to go over to see what’s going on!
"Okay, let's go together."
The old couple walked in front, and Zhang Shuguang pushed a tricycle behind them with two bags of grain in the cart.
"Uncle and Madam, why are you two here? Liangzi is fine, he just needs to lie down for a few days."
In order to take care of the injured Cao Liang, his wife Miao Hongyan did not go to work this afternoon.
"You can't say that. After all, Cao Liang was injured while helping our family with work. It's only right that we come and see him."
After the old couple entered the room, they saw Cao Liang half lying on the bed with his back against a pillow, and his complexion looked much better than in the morning.
"Uncle and Madam, I'm almost well. If Hongyan hadn't been watching over me, I could have walked around."
When he was hit in the morning, Cao Liang's internal organs were in pain and his entire lower body was numb. He really thought he was going to die.
But since I woke up, I felt relaxed all over, and the feeling of being on the verge of death seemed to be just an illusion.
At noon, my father and brothers came back. According to them, he was saved by Xiaoguang with silver needles, and that Xiaoguang's silver needles were a magic weapon to bring the dead back to life.
"Uncle Liang, Auntie, here are 50 kilograms of white flour, 50 kilograms of cornmeal, 2 kilograms of white sugar, and 2 kilograms of brown sugar. These are to nourish Uncle Liang."
Zhang Shuguang moved the food into the house.
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