As an excellent soldier, Gu Xiangqian possesses extraordinary sharpness.
While he was removing the bandages, he caught Su Ye's furtive glances several times. He said nothing and applied the medicine silently.
Su Ye didn't know why these eyes were so rascally, and he couldn't help but glance over. At first, he was curious and concerned about Gu Xiangqian's health. But as he watched, Su Ye couldn't help but be fascinated.
The tendons and muscles from years of hard training were smooth, and his abdominal muscles were neatly arranged on his abdomen, hidden under the snow-white bandages. Each piece was like a masterpiece carefully carved by Michelangelo, so natural and beautiful.
It would be better if the bandage that covered the area was not there at all. Su Ye wanted to help Gu Xiangqian remove the bandage.
The two long legs wrapped in green pine branches were slightly bent, as if there was no place to put his feet in the room. Because the dining table was too low, when he ate dinner, his long legs were also bent like this.
Gu Xiangqian coughed unnaturally and said, "Do you want to help me apply the medicine?"
Su Ye took another sip of water and swallowed hard. It's not right to take the initiative to seduce people like this, right
She asked fiercely, "I told you I'm lazy, do you think I want to help you apply the medicine?"
Gu Xiangqian said nothing. After applying the medicine, he fluently bandaged himself with one hand. Then he used a slightly damp towel and wiped his body with water. After doing these things, his forehead was soaked with a thin layer of sweat, and he didn't make a sound during the whole process.
Su Ye looked at Gu Xiangqian's injuries, which were indeed quite serious. There were severe abrasions on his back, arms, ribs, abdomen, and legs. He was covered in blood and flesh, and looked like a dumpling.
Let alone doing something against the rules of socialism tonight, even turning over would be difficult. Su Ye put his mind at ease for the time being.
She touched her conscience and said, "My sleeping posture is not very good. I like to toss and turn at night. I'll give you my bed. I'll sleep on the floor tonight."
Su Ye opened the closet and looked for the quilt at home. She was stunned to find that Gu Xiangqian's family was so poor that they didn't have a second quilt. After all, he was a battalion commander, but he was so poor that he didn't even have a second set of sheets
Gu Xiangqian had already been lying on the bed, and fell asleep with his eyes closed tiredly. He had a good sleeping posture, lying straight on the bed. After a long time, he said softly: "It's okay, I have a good sleeping posture and never turn over."
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The next day, early morning.
Gu Xiangqian woke up early in the morning, and Su Ye also got up early to wash.
Gu Xiangqian’s leaders came to visit him one after another. You can’t come to visit a patient empty-handed, right
Although Gu Xiangqian politely declined the food, he could not resist the leaders' unquenchable love. They stuffed the food into Su Ye's hands and said with a smile:
"If you don't eat it, your lover will want to eat it too, right?"
Gu Xiangqian then remained silent.
In order to prevent any unexpected guests from visiting, Su Ye had already stored the bag of Fuqiang flour and high-quality rice that he earned in the cabinet and locked it. Gu Xiangqian came back early, so Su Ye naturally had no way to buy fine grains.
In just one morning, a pile of meat, vegetables, eggs, and fine grains lay on the ground, and this poor family became richer than ever before. Even if Su Ye didn't eat his own food, he could still spend the New Year comfortably with these gifts.
Gu Xiangqian was injured, and the doctor prescribed a nutritional supplement. With this prescription, Su Ye was able to go to the army canteen to buy a pound of bone marrow every day.
Leg bones are not very popular in this era because they have no meat. But now it is a season when it is difficult to find meat, and being able to eat leg bones is the object of everyone's envy.
This is really the whole meaning of Gu Xiangqian's early return.
Su Ye took the medical record to the canteen and exchanged it for a pound of pork shanks. He rinsed them, added red dates, mushrooms and ginger, and stewed them vigorously.
Gu Xiangqian originally wanted to take Su Ye to buy some things early in the morning, but when he saw that she was like a happy little hamster, preparing bone soup all morning, Gu Xiangqian was no longer in a hurry to go shopping.
After boiling for three hours, the clear soup turned milky white, with tender yellow shredded ginger floating on the soup, and red dates and mushrooms swollen as if they had absorbed water.
Su Ye sprinkled a handful of noodles into the pot, making it into pork bone soup noodles. When the noodles were finally served, the whole house was filled with fragrance.
Before Gu Xiangqian got married, he always ate in the dining hall. His house was always clean and spotless, and the bed sheets were so tidy that there was not a single wrinkle on them.
Last time, he happened to meet Su Ye moving a coal stove into the house. Gu Xiangqian couldn't imagine what it would be like to have the house filled with the smell of oil smoke.
Now, in the middle of winter, he had a bowl of hot soup... Gu Xiangqian thought it would be better to have a stove at home. Besides, the walls had been carefully covered with snow-white rice paper by Su Ye.
The noodle soup in the bowl was rich and mellow, and the bone marrow was so fat that it could be sucked out with a light suck. The noodles were soaked up by the soup and were soft and smooth. I don’t know if it was because of my mood, but Gu Xiangqian felt that this bowl of soup was better than the one made in the hospital.
No wonder married men don’t like to go to the canteen. With a small stove at home, they can always have a hot meal. Isn’t it much better than always rushing to the canteen
"Eat, and then stay at home and have fun." Su Ye said.
Gu Xiangqian asked: "Where are you going?"
Su Ye unlocked the lock on the cabinet and put on his backpack. "I'm going to school to tutor students and will be back in the evening."
Gu Xiangqian learned from the telegram sent by Li Maogang that Su Ye had found a teaching position in No. 1 Middle School, but he didn't know that she loved this job so much that she would go out to tutor students even during the holidays in the cold weather.
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Su Ye was certainly not tutoring students. She carried a bag full of food to the black market to destroy the evidence.
Although it was not yet the time of the Cultural Revolution, and there were no restrictions on buying and selling, the price of grain on the black market had been driven up very high due to the famine. In order to maintain market order, the trading of grain was illegal.
Su Ye was still alert, with his hat almost covering his face. He went around in circles and spent a whole morning before he finally sold the Fuqiang flour and the leftover rice.
After selling the grain, Su Ye went to the supply and marketing cooperative to take a look. There was still a long queue, and the line became longer as it got closer to the New Year.
In the bustling crowd, Su Ye spotted his students with his sharp eyes.
A skinny girl shivered in the cold wind and asked everyone: "Uncle, do you want me to queue for you? It's 10 cents, and I'll queue for you for a day. When it's your turn, I'll ask my brother to find you and ask you to pay."
She turned around and asked another person: "Hello, auntie, it's so cold, it must be hard to queue up..."
No one wanted her to help queue up, because almost all the factories in the city were on holiday, and the citizens had time to test their patience with the supply and marketing cooperative. The child asked for a long time, and finally someone paid to hire her.
What a financially intelligent girl! If it was before, Su Ye would definitely give her a thumbs up. In order to protect the dignity of the students, Su Ye should also pretend not to see it and leave quietly.
But she was wearing thin clothes and was shivering in the cold wind. The girl stood unsteadily, her bitter gourd-like face wrinkled and bloodless.
Su Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore, took out a bun from her bag and handed it to the student.
"Yang Xue, are you eating? They are delicious, steamed buns made with old-fashioned dough!"
"Teacher..." Yang Xue murmured softly, then fell to the ground with a dizzy head.
"Look, you can't even stand steadily. Have you not eaten for several days?" Su Ye knocked on her head with a disappointed voice.
Su Ye was worried that the little girl was too ambitious and would not eat the food given out of pity. But her worry was totally unnecessary. No hungry person could resist the temptation of food. Moreover, it was a white, plump, warm steamed bun.
This is fine grain.
Yang Xue struggled fiercely for a long time, her small mouth moving as she nibbled on the bun. At first she ate a little at a time, then she wolfed it down in two or three bites. Suddenly she stopped moving, choking and rolling her eyes. She looked just like Su Ye when he wolfed down the bun and nearly choked to death the day he first came.
Su Ye followed He Meimei's experience and smoothed Yang Xue's esophagus.
Yang Xue thanked Su Ye, and Su Ye briefly asked about Yang Xue's family situation.
Yang Xue said gratefully: "I will definitely go to school to learn from Teacher Su how to repair watches, light bulbs, and bicycles." She hesitated for a moment and said sadly: "Teacher Su, you are such a good teacher. I really want to continue learning from you, but my family can't afford my studies anymore."
Su Ye felt sick when she heard this. For her, one less student meant a few pounds of pork belly and a few pounds of fine grain. If all the students ran away, what would she do
Bah, wrong, wrong. One less student means one less pillar to build our motherland.
It is not easy for a family to support a child until the second year of junior high school, and the child is only one year away from getting a junior high school diploma. Su Ye himself has suffered from academic discrimination, let alone this little girl
Su Ye had just made a fortune on the black market. She felt her bulging purse and said after careful consideration:
"Where is your home? I'll go for a home visit tomorrow. The school has always provided subsidies for poor students. I'll talk to your parents about the situation. If your family meets the requirements, maybe you can continue to take my class."
Yang Xue's eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked in disbelief, "Really? I don't remember that!"
Yang Xue's eyes were filled with confusion. She had only heard that students who were admitted to universities or technical secondary schools would receive subsidies from schools, but she had never heard of poverty subsidies for junior high school students.
Su Ye frowned, lowered his voice and whispered seriously in her ear: "This is a new policy! If it was someone else, I wouldn't tell him. You are the class monitor, and you study hard. If there is a subsidy, you will definitely be given first."
Yang Xue's heart, which had already given up, was rekindled. She cried with joy and sadness, "That's great! That's great. Teacher, please come to No. 12, Hongkou Lane, Renmin Road tomorrow. My parents are at home on vacation!"
Su Ye patted her head and returned to the military compound contentedly.
Although no rewards were dropped in the live broadcast room this time, Su Ye's heart was warm.