Fengcheng old events

Chapter 193 Dust to Dust, Earth to Earth

A small disturbance, the child can't remember for a few days, and soon he is alive and kicking again.

Liu Guixin became hoarse from then on.

Day by day the same goes by, selling popsicles and farming.From dawn to dusk.

Soon the summer vacation is approaching.

The weather is getting hotter, the leaves of the big poplar tree are green and black, and they hang their heads weakly in the sun.The asphalt road has melted, and it is soft when you step on it, and you accidentally get a shoe of asphalt.

A car ran by, and the asphalt was thrown everywhere, floating in the air.

When the weather is hot, popsicles and soft drinks are easy to sell.

Although the Guo family has added a few more popsicle stalls, the impact on Liu Guixin's business is not too great. The family has become a brand, and the daily sales are almost the sum of the other companies.That is, there is no less and no less.

The income of more than ten yuan a day makes Liu Guixin smile from time to time.At the same time, work harder and work harder.

Now there is no need to push the car to the popsicle factory in the morning, just wait at the stand, the popsicle factory has a big truck to deliver it.

However, due to the limited capacity of the box, the morning portion is not enough to sell, so I still have to pick it up at noon.

Liu Guixin let a few children eat deep-fried dough sticks in the grain store, put the leftover popsicles in the car into a small box and covered them, let the third child Zhang Xingbing watch the stall, and took the second child Zhang Xinglong to push the popsicles in the street.

The boss ran away after eating the fried dough sticks, and he couldn't be caught in such a thing.

"Let's go, go and come back, I'm afraid it will be sold out in a while. Xiao Bing, guard the stall carefully, and the quilt must be tightly covered."

"Oh, got it, let's go." Zhang Xingbing waved his hands like a little adult, with a relaxed and normal look.

Zhang Xinglong helped his mother push the popsicle cart west along the highway.

The sun was shining, basking on the top of the head. Fortunately, there were big poplar trees on both sides of the road, and the shade of the trees was continuous.

The wind was also warm, and it kept blowing across the road, making people's hair flutter.

"Get in the car, and help mom push it when you come back." Liu Guixin went to the toilet and came out and said to Zhang Xinglong.

Zhang Xinglong happily climbed into the popsicle cart, Liu Guixin lifted the cover and put it aside, letting Zhang Xinglong lie down inside the cart.

Lying in the car and looking at the blue sky and big trees above his head, the car trembled forward. For Zhang Xinglong, this moment was extremely happy and comfortable.

After passing the Xiahetao substation, there were no big poplar trees, and the road began to climb. Zhang Xinglong was called out of the car and helped his mother push it together.

When he got to the top of the slope, he could sit for a while until he reached the Donggou Gate.Being able to sit in the cart pushed by his mother and look at the sky is actually the only reason why he is willing to help his mother push the cart to fetch popsicles.Only he himself knows.

He has always had no sense of security, and he feels that he is not taken seriously at home. Everything belongs to his brother and brother.He is obedient, he works, he just wants to hear his parents praise, or laugh, that's when he has a sense of existence.

"Mom, come up and sit, I'll push you."

"Come on, you can't push mom." Liu Guixin smiled.

After picking up the popsicles, the mother and son struggled to push the cart back to Guo's house, and immediately packed up the small boxes and went out to sell in the alleys.

"Sweet popsicles."

"popsicle."

Zhang Xinglong yelled while carrying the small box on his back, enduring the pain in his shoulders, and switched to the other side when he couldn't take it anymore. From time to time, he met classmates who were playing crazy, looked at them enviously and continued to move forward.

The moment he sold the popsicles was the happiest moment for him.

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It's a holiday, and the children start to let themselves go.

The factory's sand field, brick yard, and waste factory have all become a paradise for leather children. Groups of children are crazy in it, getting sand and rust all over their heads and bodies, and their clothes and pants are scratched.

Every night during dinner, the family movies are full of the sound of beating children.Like a game, listen to the cry one piece.

Zhang Xingjun and Zhang Xinglong were sent to Zhangjiabao's grandma's house by Zhang Qingzhi.

The two brothers carried the small bag, while Zhang Qingzhi carried the big bag, and climbed over two mountains to Zhang Jingyi's house.

The older educated youth has already left, saying that he was admitted to some school.

"Old man, I can help carry things now." Zhang Wanzhi praised the child with a smile.

"Well, I can carry twenty or thirty catties." Zhang Qingzhi was also satisfied.With two children sharing, he can carry more things and relax more.

Zhang Jingyi was also happy, she was not good at talking, so she was busy cooking, and took out everything at home, wishing to stuff it directly into the stomachs of the two children.

Zhang Qingzhi went to the bunker after eating.Zhang Yu fell ill.

The disease did not come up, and he passed away after a few days of suffering.Before leaving, he still didn't forget to toss and toss Zhang Qingzhi. In the summer, he insisted on eating ice and asked Zhang Qingzhi to get it, because he couldn't make it, and he scolded him painfully.

There are several brothers, the eldest is gone, the sister-in-law remarried, the second and fifth children vent their anger through the same nostrils, and Zhang Qingzhi can't deal with it.

The fourth child is an idiot, and has already been separated from the family. The sixth child is dumb and has been kicked out a long time ago.

Zhang Qingzhi took Zhang Xingjun and Zhang Xinglong to the fort to kowtow to Zhang Yusheng, and the family was broken up, and they would come back to see the sixth child in the future.

After crying happily, Zhang Qingzhi returned to Nanfen.When people die and the lights go out, more than half of the knots in my heart can be regarded as gone.

Zhang Qing walked away, and Zhang Wanli also fell ill behind.The old man is indeed old.

The barefoot doctors from the brigade were invited to come to the house. After taking the medicine for a few days, it didn't help.

The barefoot doctor came again, this time with a stethoscope or something, checked it decently, and said it was appendicitis and needed surgery.

The nearest hospital to Zhangjiabao is more than ten or twenty kilometers away, and there is no traffic here. The old man can't move anymore, and he can't go there at all.It's almost enough to use the horse-drawn carriage on the team to send it to half-way people.

This barefoot doctor himself is a medical student, and he has a few more brushes than those peasant-born colleagues who don't know anything and drag them to the shelves.

"Just do it here. It's not a major operation. I've had it before, and it passed pretty well."

Zhang Jingyi had no idea, and Zhang Wanzhi didn't understand either. The half-comatose Zhang Wanli couldn't make a decision, so the doctor arranged things like this.

The operation was performed in Beikang.

The two brothers were driven outside, and the barefoot doctor arranged for Zhang Jingyi to boil water, boil the knife straps and so on, and asked Zhang Wanzhi to help put Zhang Wanli on the edge of the kang, and he stood on the ground to start the operation.

After more than an hour of operation, the appendix was successfully removed, and the incision was sutured with medicine.The sweaty doctor didn't stay for dinner, left some medicine for him and carried the box on his back, and Zhang Wanzhi sent it all the way to Sandaohezi.

No drips, no antibiotics, and no various types of mycins.

Zhang Wanli lay on the kang for three days and started to have a high fever, and then went too.

Zhang Wanzhi didn't do anything about it either, he nailed the coffin for his elder brother, dragged it to the graveyard designated by his elder brother when he was alive, and buried it, then he cried in front of the grave for a whole day.

No one came, only Zhang Xingjun and Zhang Xinglong kowtowed a few times.

After everything was dealt with, he entered the castle and begged Zhang Qingge to write letters to Liu Guixin and Liu Zhaofeng.

The old man who had been strong all his life just left forever in such a silent manner.

(End of this chapter)