Fengcheng old events

Chapter 132 Discharge
In May of 73, Zhang Xinglong was finally discharged from the hospital and "returned to Nanfen's home.

His nickname was changed from Xiaolong to Ermin.Zhang Jingyi insisted that the family could not keep a dragon, and that the reason why the child fell ill was that he was too prosperous to be called a dragon.

"This kid, doesn't he eat well? How come he's so thin? Don't eat, Mom, don't you cut him?" Zhang Xingjun crawled to the edge of the quilt and took a closer look at Zhang Xinglong, frowning at Liu Guixin with disgust talking.

He often gets slapped for not eating well, and he has a lot of resentment about it in his heart.

"Your little brother is sick. He just got out of the hospital. He has undergone surgery. You can't bully him." Liu Guixin stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Xingjun back.

"Ah? The moving knife? Where did you cut it?" Zhang Xingjun raised his head and asked with a small face twitching.

"Stomach, here, cut open, such a big cut." Liu Guixin measured it.

"It's so long? My god, then, no, it must be leaked? After that, will it be leaked when eating?" Zhang Xingjun sat down and touched his stomach, a little frightened: "It hurts a lot, right? ?”

Liu Guixin looked at his second son and clicked his tongue, feeling a little uncomfortable.

This child has suffered a great crime, the broken stomach is always dangling in front of Liu Guixin, the blood is so red, the child's hands and feet are being held down, and the big eyes are looking around, Liu Guixin knows what he is looking for.find mom.

The third, fourth, and fifth of the Sun family ran into the house together: "Auntie. Auntie." They yelled and ran to the edge of the kang to watch the children.

"Mom, why are you so thin?"

"Thinner than when I was born."

"Aunt, will he not be able to vomit in the future? Is it cured?"

Liu Cunxin wiped the corners of his eyes and nodded: "Well, it's all right, it will grow in a few days." Subconsciously touched his chest, the child is well and needs nutrition, but he has no milk.This kid is really rough.

"Mom, mom, my little brother, can he eat now?"

Liu Guixin shook his head: "No."

"Well, when did he grow up? Dadongzi can run away behind him, and Dachangzi. I think I want to take him out to play."

When the weather got warmer, Zhang Xingjun couldn't be locked up at home, so he ran around the house.There are a lot of children who are about the same age in this area, and the children are familiar with it quickly, and they can play together when they meet.

Children in this era are not as delicate as those in later generations. Adults can't remember it until it's time to eat, and they go crazy outside every day.

After the child was discharged from the hospital, Zhang Jingyi couldn't stay any longer, and Liu Guixin was full moon, so the old lady hurried back to Zhangjiabao, but in the end Zhang Qingzhi sent the old lady back because she couldn't hold her back.

Thinking about it, it's been half a year since I came out, and the spring plowing is about to start, and there is a lot of work at home.The countryside in the Northeast is really too long. There are eight months of cold season in a year, and we only rely on the four months in the middle to plan food, which is very expensive.

Without Zhang Jingyi's restraint, Zhang Xingjun was completely wild.

"Mom, what book can you find me? We don't have anything at home."

"What do you want a book for? Do you know how to read?"

"Die Pa Ji, everyone has children."

"Isn't there a wall calendar? There are also magazines and popular movies. Just stack them."

Zhang Xingjun puffed his lips, and blinked his eyes aggrieved twice: "My father won't let me go, and he still cut me, saying you're still watching."

Liu Guixin said: "I don't want to read it, I have read it, you can stack it."

Zhang Xingjun turned his head and looked at the magazines on the cabinet: "That can't be stacked, the colored ones are not good. Stacking the colored ones is considered a joke, and people won't take me to play."

Liu Guixin looked at the eldest son: "This guy, you are asking too much for just a slap."

Zhang Xingjun nodded: "Well, I'm so particular about the rules, do you understand? If you don't obey the rules, I won't take you to play."

Liu Guixin stretched out his hand and pinched the eldest son's face: "Okay, I'll ask your dad to get you a book tomorrow in the evening, a thick one."

Zhang Xingjun stretched out his right hand: "Pull the hook."

The fifth child looked at Zhang Xingjun: "Da Junzi, you are so naive, you are so grown-up and still pull the hook, why don't you go to set the dishes?"

Zhang Xingjun took a look at Lao Wu: "It's no fun to put dishes on the table? You accompany me to do it? We don't even have a girl in this area, how can we do it?"

The third child and Liu Guixin both laughed, and the third child asked, "Do you have to have a girl to put the dishes?"

Zhang Xingjun glanced at the third child: "There is no girl, who is the mother? Who is the daughter-in-law? A group of old men are cooking and playing?"

The fifth child said: "You are only a little older, and you are not as tall as the kang. You are also a wife, and you are not afraid of peeing on the kang at night."

Zhang Xingjun glared at Lao Wu: "You wait, I'll let the black tiger bite you."

The fifth child twisted his neck and made a grimace: "Heihu won't bite me, be nice to me."

The bickering between the two children, one on the kang and one off the kang, relieved a lot of the pain in Liu Guixin's heart. When he looked down, the second child also woke up and turned to look at her.

Liu Guixin moved, put on his shoes and got off the ground.

Zhang Xingjun asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Liu Guixin said, "Get food for your little brother."

Zhang Xingjun curled his lips: "This guy, I only eat three meals a day, and he eats one meal now. The treatment is really good."

The third child said: "You were so big when you were young, why don't you eat in a while, or you can grow so chubby?"

Liu Guixin went to get the milk powder, poured it into a small bowl, and then went to get the thermos.

Zhang Xingjun lay on the edge of the kang and watched eagerly: "Mom, what is this?"

Liu Guixin looked at his eldest son dumbfounded: "You don't know him? How many times have you asked?"

Zhang Xingjun swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It, is it delicious? What does it taste like?"

Liu Guixin smirked: "Didn't you try it secretly that day?"

Zhang Xingjun laughed aloud: "I haven't eaten, and the dry noodles don't stick together. It seems to be sweet."

Liu Guixin took another small bowl and poured some milk powder into it: "I'll make some for you today, and you won't be able to ask for it in the future, do you hear me? This is your little brother's meal. If you eat it, he'll be gone. It's precious." , the family has no money to buy more."

Zhang Xingjun licked his lips: "Then I won't eat it, mom, give it to my little brother, and I'll just take a sip when it's over. Okay?"

The fifth child said: "My family has them too, I'll get them." She was kneeling on the edge of the kang, jumped off the ground and ran home.

The third child said: "This is Xiaoping. My family's is not milk powder, it's malted milk."

Liu Guixin poured water into two small bowls and stirred it with a spoon: "Malted milk? Where did you get it? Is your dad willing to buy that for you?"

The third child shook his head: "I didn't buy it, and I don't know where it came from. My dad is reluctant. It's been a long time since my mother secretly got some. It's so sweet. That little one, Er Min Can I eat it?"

Liu Guixin said: "It's edible, but it's too expensive. My uncle ordered milk, and he will drink milk in the future."

The third child said: "Every milk ordered by Zhaobao will be delivered, but Guobao has to go to the milk station to get it by himself. We have to go a long way, and it is three cents more expensive than Zhaobao."

Liu Guixin glanced at the third child: "Really? How do you know?"

The third child said: "My classmate ordered it for her younger brother. Zhaobao costs a quarter, and we don't care about sending the fifty cents. It's really a loss."

Liu Guixin asked: "Where is the milk department? Do you know?"

The third child nodded and said, "Yes, it's behind the hospital, go around and go east. There are factories over there, just three buildings, right at the top of the building. I accompanied my classmates to deliver bottles."

(End of this chapter)