Wangwo is a very proud scholar who has always respected the idea of "better to die in glory than live in disgrace". At the same time, he is very simple and believes in and trusts all the good things. Perhaps because he wanted to escape, he didn't know how far he was pulled by a cart after he fell asleep, but he didn't want to ask more questions. Someone even saved his life, so why ask so many questions
Thinking of his wife and children, Wangwo sighed. They had been together for many years, but their hearts had been apart. He had not taken good care of them before, and now he was causing them to suffer. Now he could recuperate here, and it looked like a secluded place. He could take this opportunity to hide away, and avoid implicating them. He would let them think he was dead.
Wangwo glanced at Zhenzhen. He didn't expect that the one who saved his life and gave him warmth was such a little reader. Wangwo felt that based on this, all the articles he had written over the years were not in vain.
"I see that you are not very old, yet you can still read articles that I can understand?" I asked her with a smile, while letting Zhenzhen treat my wound.
"My brothers all went to school. They taught me to read and write when I was three or four years old." Zhenzhen smiled and said, "I don't really understand the deeper meaning. I just think the words are beautiful and the stories are interesting."
Wangwo nodded, and suddenly he felt a sharp pain in the wound on his back and couldn't help but groan. Zhenzhen quickly said, "Teacher, please bear with it. This wound is quite deep and it will easily fester if not treated properly."
Wangwo groaned, thinking of the literary friends he had known for many years who were still suffering, and couldn't help asking Zhenzhen, "Do you know what's going on at the Confucian Temple
"Oh, it seems to have dispersed over there." Zhenzhen continued to apply the medicine as if nothing had happened: "I heard that there was a commotion over there today. A group of crows protected those people and pecked the guards all over their bodies. Then I don't know why a gun came out, but it exploded again. I heard that it was weird."
Wangwo instantly perked up and laughed, "This is a good thing. We have finally escaped a disaster."
Zhenzhen treated his wound and put some anti-inflammatory drugs on the coffee table. She told Wang, "Take this medicine after three meals a day. Teacher, don't forget. Your health is not very good. You should read less and rest more these days. Go out for a walk around the western-style building when you have nothing to do. There are a lot of green vegetables behind the building. You can pick whatever you want to eat. If there is nothing here, tell me and I will get it from home.
Wangwo nodded with a smile: "This is already very good. I always eat simply, so there is no need to go through so much trouble."
Seeing Wangwo was quite energetic, Zhenzhen said goodbye: "This place is a bit remote, my father is still waiting for me outside, I'm leaving first."
Wangwo originally wanted to meet Zhenzhen's father, but he swallowed the words back. He must have some deep concerns if he didn't want to come in. Why should he be the one who didn't know what was going on? Besides, being able to live again and recuperate in such a beautiful place was already a blessing from God, and he should be content. Wangwo nodded, stood up and said to Zhenzhen, "Please convey my gratitude to your father."
Zhenzhen scratched her head and grinned. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and asked quickly, "Do you want me to take a letter home for you?"
Wangwo thought about it and shook his head slowly: "They may not want to see my letters, but they can help me send a few letters to my friends when the situation eases." Zhenzhen nodded, said goodbye to Wangwo, left the space quickly and closed the channel.
Just like the treasure space across from them, both spaces change with Zhen Zhen's will. Zhen Zhen makes the stars appear day and night, the seasons change, and the food gets cold and spoils over time. Everything is adjusted to be the same as the outside world.
Wang Wo has many injuries, so we can only let him recuperate here temporarily, and send him away when we find a place to hide. At least the Japanese will not be able to take advantage of the Nobel Prize in Literature next year.
She returned home humming a little tune. Dinner was already ready. Guihua looked at her helplessly and laughed, "You are so wild. Your fourth brother has come back, but you are not home yet."
Mingbei took a cucumber and ate it while asking Zhenzhen: "Where have you been? I looked for you in the hydrolysis plant for a long time today but couldn't find you."
Zhenzhen said vaguely: "One of my classmates has relatives working in the hydrolysis plant, and we reviewed our lessons at her house."
Mingbei looked at her in shock: "You're already reviewing your lessons in elementary school. You're really scaring me to death."
Zhen Zhen rolled her eyes at him unhappily and asked while washing her hands, "What did you do at the hydrolysis plant?"
"Aren't you asking about the high school? They didn't send out admission letters this year, they only posted a notice on the gate. Luckily I went, otherwise I would have missed the start of school." Mingbei threw the cucumber root in his hand into the trash can and said proudly, "I was admitted to the Hydrolysis Plant No. 1 Middle School. Um, I also saw your sister Wanqiu's name. We are in the same class."
Zhenzhen couldn't help but chuckle at Mingbei's happy face: "Congratulations, fourth brother, but your school will be too far away from now on."
"What's there to worry about? It's just a matter of leaving a little earlier. Besides, I can walk very fast, so I can get there in an hour." Mingbei looked at Zhenzhen's short legs, pouted and shook his head: "It was because of your short legs that you delayed things before."
Zhenzhen had just picked up a cucumber and took a bite when she heard this. She angrily threw the cucumber towards Mingbei. Mingbei hurriedly caught the cucumber: "Hey, hey, hey, you almost fell. How can you hit someone with a cucumber, you loser child?"
There were few people in the family, and Guihua's dishes were simple. A large pot of pickled vegetables and a large pot of stewed potatoes and beans were the family's dinner. At the dinner table, the family talked about the recruitment of the hydrolysis plant. Now that it has been rumored, it is estimated that registration will be available in early September. The family was very excited about the news, and even Mingxi seemed to have come to terms with it, and discussed the application with Mingnan.
Maybe because all the young men were at home, Zhang Defu's family was quite quiet, and they didn't dare to show up until Mrs. Li and her family came back. But Zhenzhen looked at the increasing number of books piled up in the space with some regret: Grandma, you came back too early. "
Old Mrs. Li glanced at her angrily and said, "If I don't go home, you can go out and have fun, right?"
Zhen Zhen chuckled: "This is called my natural instinct."
While Guihua was helping Old Lady Li and the others to fetch water to wash their faces, she asked them about the situation in Anbei. Old Lady Li said, "It's not as weird as Mingxi and the others said. Apart from some posters posted, everything else looks no different from usual. Mingdong's place is also pretty good, it's a single room, and the food in the cafeteria is not bad either." Guihua breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day to start school. Mingbei got up early in the morning, washed his hair, put on his starched clothes, put on his cloth shoes that had been brushed until the edges were frayed, grabbed two pancakes and ran away.
Old Lady Li looked at Mingbei's back, a little puzzled: "This is the first time in so many years that he is so active in going to school. He even knows how to dress up. If you know it, you will think it is the beginning of school. If you don't know it, you will think it is a blind date."
Mingxi and the others immediately started laughing. Old Lady Li looked at them in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"
Mingnan smiled and shook his head, and said mysteriously: "Grandma, just wait and see. Mingbei will definitely be the cleanest person in our family. I estimate that he can wash his head once a day."
Old Lady Li threw the remaining water Mingbei had used into the yard and said, "He definitely can't do it. He's only diligent this time. Besides, washing your hair every day would waste my soap."
Mingbei went to school, and the hydrolysis plant over there also signed up. Li Muwu took Mingxi and Mingnan to register. Zhenzhen rarely went out, and sat alone in the yard peeling the wool.
Suddenly, two men in military uniforms knocked on the door and asked politely, "Hello, little girl. Excuse me, does Comrade Li Mingxi live here?"
Zhenzhen quickly put the hair in her hand into the basin, stood up and invited people in: "It's here, please come in." Then she shouted at the top of her voice: "Grandma, mother, the troops are coming."
When they heard that the troops were coming, both Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen rushed out excitedly: "Comrades from the People's Liberation Army, please come in and sit down."
Mingxi has been feeling lost for a month since he returned home from military service. Everyone in the family knows that although Mingxi has left the military academy, his heart is still in the army. But no one can do anything about this kind of thing, and no one dares to say anything to comfort him. They can only silently wait for Mingxi to come to his senses.
Wang Sufen was the most impatient. She brought two bowls of sugar water and asked impatiently, "Comrade from the People's Liberation Army, are you taking our Mingxi back to the army?"
"Yes." One of them nodded and said with a smile: "I just don't know if Comrade Li Mingxi is at home?"
Wang Sufen slapped her thigh in annoyance. "Our hydrolysis plant is recruiting workers, and he signed up early this morning. Comrades from the People's Liberation Army, please don't reject him. He didn't know you were coming."
Seeing Wang Sufen's anxious look, the PLA soldiers quickly and gently said, "It's okay. We are here to pick him up alone. We can just wait for him here."
Wang Sufen was immediately happy. She stood up from the stool, not knowing what to do with excitement: "Well, Mom, I'm going to cook. You can chat with the PLA comrades."
The two men quickly stood up to stop him: "This is not allowed, we have rules."
"What's there to be afraid of? It's not someone else's house." Wang Sufen grinned and said, "Besides, it's not a good thing. It's all picked from the mountains and grown by ourselves. It doesn't cost any money."
Old Lady Li also nodded and agreed, "Mingxi will be back in the afternoon at least. Are you guys just waiting there with an empty stomach?"
The two PLA soldiers lowered their heads to discuss for a while before nodding and saying, "Thank you for your help, sister-in-law. Please make sure to keep it simple. We will pay you and give you the meal ticket."
Just as Wang Sufen was about to retreat, Old Lady Li stopped her. She had lived through the Anti-Japanese War and knew the rule that "not a single needle or thread can be taken from the common people": "Just do as the PLA comrades say, Mingdong Niang, cook a few dishes of the things you picked in the mountains for the PLA comrades to taste, and then prepare a pot of pickled vegetables, some pancakes, and a pot of corn."
After saying this, Old Lady Li asked the People's Liberation Army soldiers, "Do you think this is okay?" When they heard that it was all coarse grains and wild vegetables, the two comrades nodded repeatedly, took out money and food coupons from their pockets and put them on the cabinet as meal expenses.
Old Lady Li didn't look at them much. She got up and washed a basin of cucumbers, tomatoes and wild fruits for them to eat: "They are all grown at home and picked from the mountains. Come and try two." After saying that, she was afraid that the PLA would not eat them, so she added: "This is counted as part of the meal ticket."