Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

Seeing the two of them, Manager Cui hurried forward and asked anxiously, "How is it? Where is the child's injury? Does it matter?"

Liu Shichuan said in a low voice: "When I went to pick it up, the child was still in a coma. I heard from the prison guard that he had passed out for two days, and there was only one breath left. I don't know if he can survive..."

At the end, he squatted on the ground slumped, clasping his head in his hands.

When Manager Cui heard this, his face turned pale in vain, but he still insisted on saying, "It's okay, the child must be lucky, and he will definitely be able to escape this catastrophe!"

Han Mingxiu reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth and said to himself, "Yes, I also believe in him, he will definitely survive!"

"It's about to clear the clouds, and in a few months, the campaign will be over. He has been suffering for ten years. He will see his parents soon, and he will be able to reunite with them. If something happens now, more What a pity!"

Manager Cui looked at Han Mingxiu, suddenly startled, and said to Han Mingxiu, "Xiu, have you eaten yet? I'll stay here, you can go back to eat some food and rest."

How can Han Mingxiu still have the heart to go out to eat? He refused and said, "I'm not hungry. I'll eat when Xiao Zhou comes out."

Manager Cui added: "Then go back and see the child. It's been a day. The child is so young, he must ask his mother for milk."

Han Mingxiu shook his head: "It's alright, Sister He Li is helping me look after the children at home. I have left milk powder for them."

Seeing that she insisted not to leave, Manager Cui had no choice but to point at his chest, hinting at Han Mingxiu.

Han Mingxiu lowered her head subconsciously, and was shocked to find that she had leaked milk at some point.

I haven't fed the baby for a day, and the milk has overflowed and dyed my clothes.

But she was busy with Xiao Zhou, and was anxious for Xiao Zhou, but she didn't notice her gaffe.

Today, she was wearing a light blue shirt, but the two dense flowers on her chest were dark blue, which was very conspicuous.

Han Mingxiu was embarrassed, and hurriedly hugged her arms, blocking where they were, and said with a blushing face, "Then...you guys stay here for now, I'll go back to see the child, come back soon!"

"Don't rush back, the two of us are here!" Manager Cui said.

Han Mingxiu nodded and walked away quickly.

The reason why she left was because Manager Cui was here. With Manager Cui and Liu Shichuan there, even if she left, no matter what happened, Xiao Zhou could get the best care. The effect of her presence and absence would be the same. .

Furthermore, Han Mingxiu was also thinking about his daughter, not because he was worried that Sister He Li would not be able to take care of her, but because he was worried about whether the child would eat milk powder.

The little guy has been breastfeeding since he was born, and he has never eaten milk powder. I don't know if he can eat milk powder? If you don't eat, won't the child be hungry for a day?

Such a small child, if she is hungry for a day, she will not be starved, she can't bear it.

Han Mingxiu quickened his pace, trotted out of the Capital Hospital, and jumped on the bus.

Fifteen minutes later, she appeared at the gate of her own courtyard.

Before entering the house, I heard the loud cry of my daughter.

Han Mingxiu was in a hurry, and she felt so distressed that she quickly knocked on the door and said, "Sister He Li, I'm back, open the door for me..."

Sister He Li heard Han Mingxiu's knock on the door, as if she heard the sound of the Buddha's language, and rushed out of the room holding Yaoyao.

"My God, you've come back. Our little ancestors don't eat milk powder at all. It's been crying all morning and half the afternoon. It's going to kill me!"

When Sister He Li said this, her eyes turned red, because she was very distressed for the child!

It stands to reason that such a small child should be fed every two hours. Han Mingxiu's first feeding was at four o'clock, and it was time for the second feeding at six o'clock. But the child does not eat milk powder at all, resolutely not to eat.

It's already two o'clock in the afternoon. The child has been hungry for seven or eight hours, and has been crying for seven or eight hours. Her lips have turned purple when she cried, which made Sister He Li feel distressed.

Han Mingxiu looked at the child who was crying with her eyes closed and her face flushed. Her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle. She hurriedly took the child and lifted her shirt...

Yaoyao returned to her familiar embrace, smelled the familiar scent of milk, couldn't wait to cuddle into Han Mingxiu's arms, and ate it zizily.

Seeing the child's out of breath eating, Han Mingxiu was very distressed, but Xiao Zhou's life and death were related to it, so she couldn't help but make such a choice!

"Slim, I'm sorry..." She held the child in one hand and touched the child's round little face with the other, and said distressedly.

Seeing that Yaoyao finally stopped, He Li also breathed a sigh of relief, moved a small stool, and sat down beside Han Mingxiu.

The two sat under the grape trellis, Han Mingxiu sat on the rocking chair to feed her, and He Li sat next to the rocking chair, using her hand as a fan to fan the sweat on her forehead.

I was sweating profusely by the child just now, but I didn't realize that I was anxious at the time, but only now did I feel that I was already sweating profusely.

"Xiu'er, why did you come back so soon, did you find Xiao Zhou? How is the child?" After Xiao Yaoxiao stopped, He Li immediately asked about Xiao Zhou's situation.