"Do you drink the Chinese'medicine' that Grandpa gave you every day?"
"too bitter."
"Don't be too bitter, brother still expects your health to get better."
"Well, if you say so, I will definitely drink it."
"It's dark, brother put on your clothes and send you out."
"No, I can go home alone."
"obedient."
Putting on the black "color", I led Sanya to go downstairs.
In front of the bus stop at the entrance of the hospital, I watched the girl in the car disappear into the vast night.
Walking back with peace of mind, even the air was frozen in the days when winter came. When I walked through the hospital lobby, I unexpectedly saw Xiao Zhao with a baby in his arms. This big man was looking Standing at the registered window fee.
"Uncle Zhao, whose family is your child?"
"Hey, you kid, I see, haven't been discharged yet?"
"Alright, who is your child?"
Standing beside him, I asked shamelessly, deliberately.
"My old squad leader, I won't tell you, this child has a high fever, I will go to the pediatrics department first."
Comrade Xiao Zhao finished hurriedly and left. I stayed in the hall and stared blankly at his back.
I resisted seeing the past and went up the stairs. Some things are destined to be forgotten. This is not something I can change alone. Some people have said that people who move against the tide can only come across. I know this truth, and I firmly believe that the sacrifice described in this truth is not terrible. The terrible thing is that after the sacrifice, the people who have been taught do not appreciate it.
The lordblessyou and keepyou of thechoirboys sounded in my mind. Today, when foreigners can still have spiritual support, the Chinese have lost their faith. Without faith, it can only mean depravity. Even if someone is clean and self-conscious, the world he faces can only let him. Even more painful, it's like asking the surviving World War II veterans to look back at World War I and the brutal and bloody slaughterhouse.
Of course, this does not mean that I have a good impression of Christianity or any religion. The real character should not be affected by the virtual godhead, otherwise such goodness is even more false and hateful than the hypocrisy of capital in my eyes. What I firmly believe in is only true virtue and human dignity.
Taking a step back, why did there not appear to be miracles in the era of the colonization of Asia and Africa, the era when innocent village girls were burnt to death in Europe, the era of the Black Death, and the era of the Second World War? Since God is merciful, he should give more or less humane care to the poor and ignorant, instead of sitting high in the clouds and watching his people dying tragically with that kind to hypocritical smile. .
When I returned to the room with a sigh and sigh, I just got to the door and bumped into a guy who came out of my room.
As I sat on the floor and rubbed my nose, I could see the face of the opposite person clearly.
"Hope, how are you."
"Don't ask me first, I said where did you go."
Before I stood up, I stretched out and handed me a hand, standing up, I patted my clothes.
"Send Sanya to the bus."
"It turns out that this is the case. I came to see you, but found that you were not there, so I have to call the police in a hurry."
Wang is a head taller than me. The girl who is almost fourteen now looks like a water spirit. When I was "rubbing" my nose and thinking about the part I just hit, the corners of the mouth couldn't help but grin to the base of my ears.
"looking for me."
"You wrote this."
Wang took out the rolled juvenile weekly from his pocket. Pointing to the first line of the novel list on the cover and asked.
"How did you know that I wrote it?" I thought to myself that I changed my pen name again, how can you still see it.
"Saplings among the trees, this strange pseudonym will tell you that only weird people like you will come up with it."
"As the saying goes, the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants take the shade."
Faced with a smile on my face, I looked at the ceiling and smiled awkwardly. In fact, it is not that the old man Fangshu Tanaka once took Li Jiafeng as the pen name. As a junior, I took a seedling between the trees, which is just a cheeky tribute to the classics.
"Since it's okay, I'll leave first, and then I won't go to school. I'll be late for self-study late."
"Why have you also participated in late self-study."
"I'm not a god like you, will I still get full marks this year."
"I guess so."
I am getting older and have more things to learn. No matter how good my "sex" is, I dare not make a guarantee. Seeing that I am silent, Wang pats my shoulder gently.
"As you said, history is created by man."
"Yes, thank you for your enlightenment."
"If it's okay, I'll leave first."
"Ok."
Looking at Wang Wan's stairway at the other end of the corridor, I held the Youth Weekly tightly in my hand.
That's right, history is created by people.
Three days later, I asked to be discharged from the hospital. The hospital staff probably felt that my resilience was so strong, and they wanted to stay in my hospital for a few more days to do **slices, so they were responsible for my recovery from the serious injury I didn't agree with the name and death, and the family members had to sign a conceit letter if I wanted to leave. When I heard that my grandfather who had a mess with the hospital just reached out and peeked at my forehead, he signed the family member's consent form.
When he was discharged from the hospital, the dean personally delivered it to the door. This father had to call his grandfather when he saw his grandfather, so he didn't dare to show his grandfather, but he was helpless when he told me about my condition. Nodded in agreement.
It was another household routine that had been knocked for a long time, and the dean turned away with tears. He seemed to be a loyal person.
"Grandpa, I don't feel like I am a human anymore."
"Touching" the rib that broke half of it more than a month ago, without any discomfort, I was full of emotion when I looked at my grandpa.
"The human body is far stronger than you think, but ordinary people can't stimulate the human body's potential."
He patted me on the head, and grandpa picked me up.
"Grandpa, let me down, I can go by myself."
When I think of my grandfather's "problem" of the lumbar spine, I feel terrified no matter how thick a junior is. Besides, this skin is not too young anymore, although it looks more delicate, I will be embarrassed if it is still held by the elders.
"You will be twelve years old after this year. Your bones are now small, but in a year or two, Grandpa won't be able to hold you." Grandpa who patted me on the face laughed.
"Grandpa."
"Do it well, Grandpa will count on you to stand out in this life."
"Ok!"
"This is like my grandson."
Feeling the expectation conveyed by the big hand stroking the top, I was very moved. Although my grandpa’s expectations of me were higher than before, it’s not wrong. My starting point now is higher than before, and my grandpa’s expectations are naturally natural. Go up high.
It is precisely because of the challenging "sex" that I will work hard. Life does not need silence, let alone the so-called peace and stability.
When I got home, I picked up the phone and called sister Wen. I had to ask her to dial the number. I leaned on the big cushion beside the bed. During the days in the hospital, I suddenly found that the big cushion was better than a pillow. It's cool, so I asked my fourth uncle to order a down pad for me early.