There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

"If you haven't come tonight, I plan to go to Uncle Master tomorrow morning."

After the seventh brother said, he winked at her, holding the tea cup, stood up and went to the door to look outside.

I saw the nurses on duty dozing off, and several old colleagues either had left or were communicating in a low voice together.

After he came back, he whispered: "Don't worry. The big brother has been brought back, saying that the little guys are jumping for joy, very good.

When they were on vacation and visiting their comrades in the hospital, the children specially visited the seniors. "

Zhou Jiao breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, "That's good."

Senior Brother Seven gave her a sideways look, "Don't worry about it! Look at your face, they're okay, you're going to fall down first. There are bosses, four, small, and eight people over there, what can you do?"

Zhou Jiao leaned back in the chair lazily and smiled: "Okay, I'll go back five meals a day and try to be a fat man."

"Never mind the big fat guy. Come out and walk more, don't stay at home, it's easy to think about it alone."

"Well, I haven't dared to stay with Master for a long time recently, because I am afraid he will see through."

"The old man is shrewd. He told us a few days ago that you are going to be a piece of paper again. He is also worried about the children, but he is reluctant to blame you for being cruel."

"Hey..."

"It’s useless to giggle. Take care of yourself and don’t worry about his old man. In the past few days, he didn’t know where the whole old hen was going. He said that he was going to stew it to make up for you. Don’t push it. Eat it, you know?"

Zhou Jiao was grateful for the love of the masters and brothers, and smiled and agreed.

The two chatted for a while, and he had to go to work, Zhou Jiao went back to the ward.

As time passed bit by bit, the sky gradually broke.

Miao Lishan looked at Zhou Jiao's pale and bloodless face, very distressed. Last night the child had a bad complexion, "I am here to accompany them. Go back and rest first."

Zhou Jiao shook her head slightly at her, "When it's time, you go to work first, I'll wait."

What are you waiting for?

Naturally, I had to wait for the old lady and old man to rest, and wait for Aunt Cheng's Erbiao to be notified to arrive at the hospital.

When it was time for the doctors to change shifts in the hospital, Senior Brother Seven came here specially to check on Cheng Shaoning's postoperative condition, and additionally issued an order for Zhou Jiao to hang a big bottle.

Just like this ghost, he really wants to fall, and he still has to be beaten to death by the uncle and the brothers!

After 12 o'clock at noon, Cheng Shaoning still did not wake up. Seeing that half of the 24 hours had passed, even the calm old lady Cheng began to panic.

When the second aunt of the Cheng family came in, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were already in tears. Finally, it was Cheng Lao who let her daughter-in-law go in and talk to her grandson.

I don't know if it's the maternal love, or Cheng Shaoning's fate.

He finally awoke in the evening.

It's an exaggeration to say that it was awakening, but the fingers moved, and friends and relatives who were already worried outside the ward shed excited tears.

A series of doctors entered the ward, and half an hour later announced that they were out of danger.

At the moment the second aunt of the Cheng family fell, Zhou Jiao burst into tears.

She missed her son too.

At night, Cheng Shaoning still couldn't speak. It might be a happy event to transfer from the intensive care unit to the general ward.

At this time, Zhou Jiao saw many seriously wounded soldiers.

Many of the heads were injured, or the legs were injured, or bandages were tied everywhere on the body, but all the injured soldiers were strong soldiers.

They are still tired from the gunpowder, and they have begun to ask when they will be discharged from the hospital.

It was also from these short sentences that Zhou Jiao knew that they were all anxious to go to the front to avenge their sacrificed comrades.

Originally, Zhou Jiao wanted to wait for Cheng Shaoning's body to get better again, and asked if he had seen the three Ping An brothers, and asked about the state of the front line, but from the attitude of these soldiers, it is better to think about it.

Maybe there is something to keep secret.

But when she accompanied the old lady back home to rest, Zhou Jiao listened to a little news from her.

As soon as Miao Lishan came back from get off work, she saw her curled up on the sofa by herself.

"Still not awake?"

Zhou Jiao shook her head at her, "I woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon, and now I am out of danger. The doctor said that I would be fine after three months of recuperation."

Miao Lishan folded her hands together, "It's okay, okay. Shall we go there again tonight?"

"No, several cousins ​​are already scheduled. My aunt also said that some of us should take a rest first. Mom, you go to bed early at night."

Miao Lishan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, "That's good, I will go there tomorrow day. I have been very busy recently, and I really want to sleep the same night as last night."

Not to mention her, Zhou Jiao felt that she couldn't bear it. At that time, I didn't think that when the child woke up, she was aching all over, settled in the old lady, and slept all the way to the door of the house in the car.

"Did the doctor say when Xiao Ning can speak?" Miao Lishan explained to her, "I mean, I can talk smoothly. I want to ask him about the children."

Zhou Jiao suddenly smiled, "My seventh brother said that the children are jumping for joy, and they are very good."

Miao Lishan stared at her overjoyed, "Really?"

Zhou Jiao nodded decisively: "It is true. There were a lot of people in the hospital at the time. I can't tell you, for fear of them misunderstanding."

"God bless, earth bless, it's fine if you don't get hurt." Miao Lishan closed her head and bowed her head. "It's right not to mention, your sister-in-law cried and swollen her eyes last night. It won't be good if I show my feet when I am happy. ."

"It's fine if you haven't been injured. You don't know how scared my mother was when I saw Xiao Ning's appearance. People are biased, and I thought that luckily it wasn't my child..."

Zhou Jiao interrupted her angrily, "Mom! What are you talking about."

Miao Lishan looked out and shook her hand, "Okay, no one heard it. Mom just told you. But I prayed for the child to wake up in the early morning last night."

Zhou Jiao shook her head with a smile. Human nature is selfish, and he can't be great. Who knows how painful it is if the knife is not cut on him?

"Did your dad call back today?"

"There will be night."

Miao Lishan sighed, "Oh...I'll just call home less. I am now afraid that he will call home, and I am afraid that he will not call home."

"You said your dad is really too. Was he so busy? It's been a long time since I saw someone else's shadow. I went in for a week and didn't know how to eat?

I don't know if I will be back this weekend? Shouldn't you come back and get the changed clothes? I hung up the phone in a hurry last night, and I forgot to ask him again..."

Zhou Jiao listened to her mother's thoughts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and swallowed again when she wanted to vomit.

Don't mention what the former old lady said.

She doesn't care how much credit the children can do. It is her greatest wish to go home safely and early. Her mother was scared, why was she not scared?

How much credit the children can make shows how many dangers they have encountered, and how many times they have been between life and death. As long as she thinks of this, her heart will suffocate.

If she really told her mother about this news, it would inevitably be frightening again.

It's like why her father didn't reveal to their mother and daughter is a truth.

She doesn't believe that her dad has been in the headquarters until now and will not get news about the children.

What can I say?

It's not that their worries have been increased. There is room for rebirth in the fifties