The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

Beigang County Hospital.

These days there is only a three-story main building, surrounded by low bungalows.

On this condition, people in the county will not come easily when they are sick.

This is especially true in rural areas.

If the barefoot doctor prescribes a medicine and hangs a water solution, it will be solved.

Those who need to go to the county hospital are all big problems.

A decision has to be made at a meeting of the heads of a large family.

It will never be as hasty as Wu Yuan's decision that night.

Therefore, Party Secretary Yang has never been to this place a few times.

Came here alone, holding the chicken soup thermos in his hand, trying to pretend to be familiar with the world, but still couldn't help but look around.

After all, the last time I came here was at night, so many things couldn't be seen clearly.

Compared with the daytime now, there are really some differences.

Fortunately, Ma Mingchao parked the car and quickly caught up. He silently led the way and took the old branch secretary directly to the door of the orthopedic ward.

Today is Sunday, Yang Chenyu brought Jiang Fan back home, and asked her to take a bath and sleep well.

If she were to take care of this restless second brother, she would not be as patient and meticulous as Jiang Fan.

"Sister, I want a drink of water."

"Just drink it, do you want me to feed it?" Yang Chenyu realized that there was no water in the cup after finishing his speech.

"Sister, I want to urinate."

"Where are there so many things? If you didn't drink water just now, wouldn't there be nothing like this?"

"Sister, my legs are itchy..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Chenyu raised his arm, if he didn't see the figure at the door of the ward out of the corner of his eye, this slap might have landed on YangMeng's head.

"Father, why are you here?"

Was accidentally discovered by the eldest daughter, Yang Zhishu's expression of concern and curiosity before changed suddenly, and he immediately entered the door with his hands behind his back, a thermos bucket of chicken soup behind his back.

Then he put it on the second son's bedside table and said, "I insist on bringing the chicken soup that your aunt made for you."

As soon as these words came out, YangMeng only thought that he would have chicken soup for lunch, and he would no longer have to eat the pig food in the hospital cafeteria.

However, Yang Chenyu looked suspiciously at his father, and said in a strange way: "Well, my aunt cares more about my son than my father."

Yang Zhishu insisted: "What kind of eyes are you looking at? Is there anyone who looks at your father like that?"

While talking, Yang Zhishu looked at the other fracture patients in the same ward, all of whom were heavier than his own son, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

I think what Wu Yuan and Ma Mingchao said is correct.

This little injury, no big problem.

So he didn't want to stay for a moment, turned around and said, "Okay, let's take care of it. Remember to drink chicken soup!"

Yang Chenyu chased him out and said, "Father, you don't want to ask, when will Mengzi be discharged from the hospital?"

Yang Zhishu said angrily: "You can say it if you want, it's not like this! Don't say that Xiaoyuan taught you, he doesn't talk to me like you do."

Come on, I was PUA again.

Yang Chenyu could only honestly say: "It's nothing serious, it will be out in two days, go home and raise it slowly."

"Got it, I'm leaving. Take good care of him and don't bully him all the time."

It was good not to say this, Yang Chenyu who was angry turned around and gave Yang Meng several brains.

The beating made YangMeng look aggrieved, but he was helpless.

Who made him unable to move.

Zhishu Yang couldn't see all of this, so he came back with a happy face.

Back at the little girl and son-in-law's house, only to find that Wu Yuan was tending those few strawberry seedlings in the vegetable garden at the door.

Because there have been three or two strawberry fruits on it, and the tops of the fruits are bright red.

Like a clown's nose.

Yang Zhishu said disapprovingly: "Just these few seedlings are worth your attention. In Jiuli Village to the north of the township, many people have them. There are a large area, and the spread is very fast. They will be dug up every year. "

"If you want to grow them, just dig more and plant them. Strawberries will bear fruit in the future, and it will be worth making a fruit plate for the two children."

Wu Yuan waved his hand: "That's not necessary."

Jiuli Village then gradually developed into strawberry greenhouses, and it seems that the foundation has been established since then.

But he changed his mind and said: "Father, do you know who has grape vines? I want to plant a few in the yard, so that the yard can be cooler in summer."

Yang Zhishu took out a cigarette, lit himself, and said, "I think about it, if you don't plant too many, the old Song's family in the third team has it. There is a row in the yard of his house, and several rows are planted at the door. Every summer They can be sold in the county."

Wu Yuan hesitated and said: "If people treat it like a cash cow, then forget it."

"There are a lot of people in the area of ​​the third team, just follow me."

It happened that Ma Mingchao's car hadn't left yet, so the two of them got in the car and went straight to the third team in the northwest of the village.

However, on the way past, Yang Zhishu still reminded: "Grapes are something that needs to be taken care of specially. Do you have that time?"

Wu Yuan saw it and said, "I will try my best."

Santana passed by the village, went straight west, and reached the fifth team of the Ming army and Ming Dynasty brothers' house, and turned right to the north.

After passing the first canal, when you are about to reach the second canal, the car turns left.

Then the third team went south along Erdaoquzi.

Santana rushed to the first house at the head of Zhuangzi. It didn't even have a courtyard wall, only a row of three main rooms and two west rooms.

On the east side of the yard, there are two piles of firewood.

But in such a dilapidated home, there was the sound of books.

"Hey, Dad, whose house is this?"

"Song Chunhong's family, one of the four villains you mentioned."

Well, Wu Yuan didn't tell anyone about this joke, he only joked with his wife on the bed.

The daughter-in-law obviously didn't keep it a secret, and she used it as a joke to tell her father-in-law as soon as she turned her head.

After Wu Yuanshe died, he asked, "Why didn't even a courtyard wall be built at home?"

The folk customs in the countryside are simple and simple, but if there is no courtyard wall, relying on this fence alone will somewhat lack a sense of security.

Yang Zhishu said with emotion: "There are only Mr. Song and her mother in the family. They are orphans and widows. They don't make any money in the field. They all point to Mr. Song's salary as a private teacher. How can they build the courtyard wall?"

While speaking, Ma Mingchao also stopped Santana.

Because the road in front of each house is not wide, a flatbed truck came from the other end, and Santana couldn't pass it at all.

At this stop, the children Song Chunhong was leading all looked over.

Wu Yuan and his father-in-law also took advantage of the situation and got out of the car.

Although it is only a private teacher, he can be regarded as a teacher, and he is still respected in the village.

So since Zhishu Yang saw him, he naturally got out of the car to say hello.

But before branch secretary Yang could speak, Song Chunhong rolled up his book and greeted him elegantly, "Secretary Yang, Boss Wu, why are you here?"

Branch Secretary Yang said casually, "I went to Xitou Old Song's house to dig some vines. Are you teaching the children to read again?"