Lin Mo made Han Xun a good young man who acted bravely against his conscience, and made up a paragraph. When he first arrived in Jincheng, he was robbed by a few gangsters, and Han Xun helped him beat them away. At least Lin Mo had watched some TV dramas of later generations, and the compilations were very similar to that. In addition, he had a good record since he was a child, and he almost never lied. It was easy for Lin Jian to believe him.
"—You said he lost his memory because of a car accident?"
"Um."
"Then you should help him find his family first?" Lin Jian was very grateful to Han Xun for saving his son, but when his son asked him to return to County L to live with them for a while, he subconsciously felt that it was inappropriate.
Lin Mo said: "I know this, but he is not a local. I heard him say that he seems to have relatives in the capital. I have already notified the police and asked them to help find them. But apart from knowing that his name is Han Xun, I don't know I don’t know anything, and I may not be able to contact his family for a while, and the doctor said that he may regain his memory at any time, so I want to take care of him for a while.”
Lin Jian was silent for a moment and said: "It's good to repay kindness. If we haven't found his family when we leave, you can ask him if he would like to go back to the county with us. If he wants to, let him go with us." Let's go together." Through Lin Mo's hard-working description, Lin Jian had a good impression of Han Xun.
"good". Lin Mo was slightly relieved to finally get away with it.
Lin Jian's tone suddenly became tough: "Why didn't you tell us about your being robbed? If it wasn't because of Han Xun today, are you planning to never mention it?"
Lin Mo's scalp was numb from his father's stern gaze, so he could only bow his head obediently and admit his mistake: "Dad, I was wrong, I just don't want you and grandma to worry. You must not tell my grandma about this, or she will definitely read it." Kill me." Han Xiaoren, I have been hurt by you! "
"Knowing that we will be worried, you should have told us earlier." Seeing his son's clothes humbly listening to the appearance of earnest repentance, Lin Jian was mostly relieved. However, he did not intend to let his son go so easily: "It is impossible for the family to do it for no reason. To take in an outsider, if Han Xun wants to go to the county with us, where your grandma is, you can tell her yourself, tell the truth." Looking at his son's face, which collapsed little by little, Lin Jian's remaining anger disappeared.
"Wait tomorrow, I'll feel better, you push me downstairs to see the kid, thank him well."
Thank him? Why! But the lie had already been made up, so Lin Mo had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod in agreement.
In a while, go and have a confession with Han Xun first.
After Lin Mo finished his work and served Lin Jian and fell asleep, Han Xun had already fallen asleep downstairs. He touched his forehead, he didn't have a fever, and sat beside him for a while, Han Xun didn't show signs of waking up, so he put a thin quilt on him, got up and left the ward.
He went to the canteen outside and called Lin Changqing's home. It was Lin Changqing's wife who answered the phone. Lin Mo exchanged pleasantries with her. He wanted her to tell grandma that Dad was fine, but grandma happened to be waiting for the call at their house.
She handed the phone to the old lady. The old lady seldom made phone calls. She was afraid that Lin Mo might not be able to hear clearly, so she said loudly, "My dear grandson, is your father okay?"
Lin Mo hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, grandma, don't worry, the doctor checked Dad again just now, he said that Dad's body is fine, he is not feeling well mainly because the weather has been too hot these two days, wait a few days Just cool off. He also said that Dad’s leg injury is healing well, and the steel plate will be ready at the end of the year. Don’t worry. I’m not in the store. They can’t adjust the taste of the buns and the bottom of the pot. Shut it down for a few days, and reopen it when I come back. Tell Aunt Li, Aunt Gu, and Brother Liu that the wages for these few days will be counted to them as usual."
Seeing that the vain money can't be earned, the old lady feels distressed, but what can she do? You can't pretend to be good and smash your own signboard, "Okay, I know, I'll tell them later." The old lady thought for a while, and then asked loudly: "Is there enough money for you to spend?" ? Do you want grandma to send you some money?"
"No, the money is enough. Grandma, you can take a good rest at home these few days. Dad has nothing to do here. I can take care of it by myself."
"Okay, the phone bill is expensive, let's not talk about it, if you have anything to call your third grandpa and third grandma, they will notify me, understand?" The old lady pressed down the phone while talking, Lin Shu wanted to I also said a few words to my brother, but I could only watch helplessly.
"I know..." As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, the old lady pressed the phone over there. At that time, the telephone was charged in both directions. In the village, only the office of the village party secretary and Lin Changqing's house had installed telephones. All short-distance calls to and from their homes were charged one yuan per minute. The old lady only felt that it would take two minutes after she had just said a few words. She was so heartbroken that she took out two yuan from her pocket and handed it to Lin Changqing's wife. After some pushback, the two finally accepted the money.
Before it was too late, the old lady took Lin Shu with a flashlight to the homes of Aunt Li and the others and told them.
Liu Li and Yu Dong are the two boys hired behind Lin Mo, neither of them are from Qingtong Village, they live in the suburbs of the city, the old lady can only go to the store early tomorrow morning to talk to them. Although the small shop was temporarily closed, the old lady did not rest for two days as promised to Lin Mo, and she still had to sell the tea eggs.
The old lady went home, and Aunt Li went to Aunt Wang's house with a flashlight on her back.
Lin Mo guarded Lin Jian in the hospital all night, and visited Han Xun several times on the way. Seeing that both of them had taken the medicine and slept soundly, and had no other symptoms, he finally felt relieved. When it was almost dawn, he sat beside Han Xun's bed, and unconsciously fell asleep beside him.
When Han Xun woke up, he saw his tired sleeping face. He wanted to hug him to the bed, but he was afraid of waking him up, so he took off the thin blanket covering his body, and put it on him lightly.
He turned slightly sideways, and stared at Lin Mo's face carefully under the dim light of the sky, his fingers gliding little by little in the void. His slightly frowning brows, tightly closed eyes, thick long eyelashes, high nose bridge, The slight movement of the nose, the slight pouting of the lips... over and over again, as if this can engrave people into the bottom of my heart forever.
Lin Mo didn't sleep very deeply, but was woken up by his paw dangling in front of him.
Han Xun saw that his eyelashes were constantly fluttering, and he was about to wake up, so he immediately lay down, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Lin Mo straightened his aching back from sleeping, and subconsciously grabbed the thin quilt on his body. Seeing that Han Xun was covered with nothing, he was in a daze, and put the quilt back on Han Xun. He stretched out his hand to check Han Xun's forehead, his body temperature was normal, he curled the corners of his mouth slightly, got up and tucked the corners of the quilt for him, squeezed his numb arms, straightened his clothes, and left the ward gently.
Han Xun watched Lin Mo leave the ward with squinted eyes, forgetting about the regret in his heart, he would not have pretended to be asleep if he had known. Lin Xiaomo is also really, what are you doing so fast, you don't know how to wait until he wakes up.
Lin Mo went upstairs to take a look. His father was still sleeping. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he left the hospital. He found a nearby vegetable market with ease, bought some japonica rice, red dates, wolfberry, barley, lotus seeds, raisins, etc., and prepared to make simple eight-treasure porridge.
The high temperature has not subsided recently, and it is easy to get angry when eating chicken. Although the old duck soup is nourishing enough, it is impossible to buy authentic old duck in the general vegetable market. I can only make it when I return to L County. Or only ribs are the best.
Lin Mo picked some soft steaks from the meat stall. At the end of July and early August, fresh lotus root just hit the market, and there were two of them in the vegetable market. Lin Mo took a look and bought three catties of safflower lotus root. Different from white lotus root, safflower lotus root not only made the stewed soup red, but also the lotus root itself was more pink and fleshy. Let's make soup.
He bought some other things and returned to the small hotel with two big pockets.
After drinking Lin Mo's stewed mung bean pork rib soup yesterday afternoon, the owner of the small hotel is willing to charge Lin Mo for borrowing the small kitchen. Electric money.
Lin Mo specially bought a medium-sized casserole today. After washing the casserole, he put a little round-grained rice in it to cook. In this way, not only can the fine slag in the casserole be completely removed, but also the quality of the pot can be improved to a certain extent, so that the stewed things can be compared with those stewed in old casserole pots.
After the casserole cools down, wash it again, put the cleaned barley and lotus seeds into the casserole and cook. Cook until half-cooked, then pour in the japonica rice, cover the pot, bring to a boil over medium heat, and simmer over low heat. When the soup gradually thickens, add red dates, goji berries, raisins, etc., and continue to simmer over low heat.
Glutinous rice used in eight-treasure porridge is more fragrant than japonica rice, but there are folk rumors that glutinous rice is hairy, so it is best not to eat it if there is a bone injury, otherwise it will easily leave the root of the disease. Whether the rumors are true or not, Lin Mo doesn't know, but there is not much difference in nutritional content between the two, so there is no need to risk it for a little taste.
After stewing the porridge, Lin Mo told the owner of the small hotel to take care of it. He went to a nearby men's clothing store to buy some changes of clothes, some for his father and son, and some for Han Xun.
After buying the clothes, he washed them and hung them on the air. At this time, the eight-treasure porridge was already stewed. Lin Mo first filled a bowl and tasted it by himself. The smell of grapes mixed with the smell of rice is very good. The ripe barley and lotus seeds taste glutinous. The natural sweetness of raisins, dates, and wolfberries is completely integrated into the porridge. The sweetness is slightly sweet and the color is ruddy. One sip, I can feel my whole stomach is ironed.
Lin Mo put the porridge into a hot thermos cup, saved some for the hotel owner, and scooped it into the small iron pot next to him. Wash the casserole, put the blood-soaked pork ribs into the pot under cold water, and pour off the foamy water after the water boils. Wash the casserole, put it in cold water and boil it, then put in the ribs, add a little ginger, pepper, rice wine, scallions, a little salt, remove the fishy smell, simmer until the soup turns white, the ribs are just cooked, pour in the fat The lotus root slices, wait for the water to boil again, simmer for half an hour on a low heat, and finally add an appropriate amount of salt and pepper, and a pot of fragrant lotus root ribs soup is ready.
After the soup was stewed, Lin Mo asked the hotel owner to borrow an aluminum pot, and filled half of the pot of pork rib soup into it. When the temperature was not so high, he packed it in a few large plastic bags that he specially asked for when he bought vegetables. I went to the hospital together with a large vacuum flask.
After Lin Mo left the hospital, Han Xun was lying on the bed bored. While waiting for the nurse to change his dressing, he pretended to ask the nurse if he knew which ward Lin Mo's father was in. The little nurse happened to have a good relationship with Ye Zhiqiu, and she had bought a lot of Spike potatoes from Lin Mo before, so she was familiar with them, so she naturally knew which ward Lin Jian was staying in this time. After Han Xun got the address from her, he pulled out the needle immediately after the medicine was infused, limped upstairs, and found Lin Jian smoothly.
When Lin Mo arrived at the hospital again, the two were chatting with gusto.
At the same time, the old lady was busy early in the morning. After selling the tea eggs, she walked back home. Just as she sat down and drank the eagle tea made by Xiaoshu to quench her thirst, she heard someone knocking on the door.