Until Xiao Jun came back, Ding Sha was still shaking uncontrollably.
"I almost couldn't hold her back..."
Xiao Jun already understood the whole story, and hugged her to comfort her, "It's okay, it's over, the little girl was saved, and the scumbag also apologized."
"It's all over."
Ding Sha grabbed Xiao Jun's clothes in fear, "I... This is the first time I feel..."
She thought for a long time, and finally said, "So powerless..."
Xiao Jun kissed her forehead and said, "You are amazing. You held her back. She didn't want to leave. She wanted to stay."
Ding Sha was still afraid. She thought for a moment and stood up again. "I... I'll go make some soup and go to the hospital to see her later."
"Okay, I'll help." Xiao Jun followed her into the kitchen.
Ding Sha was a little absent-minded while stewing the soup. Xiao Jun saved her fingers from the knife several times. Finally, he pushed her onto the chair with a frightened look on his face. "Good girl, just watch me do it."
Ding Sha did not insist and sat on the chair watching Xiao Jun stew pork ribs soup.
When they rushed to the hospital, the little girl was still unconscious. The police recognized Ding Sha and chatted with her for a few words.
"The little girl has no one at home. She was a happy family, but they all died in the epidemic. She is the only one left. Maybe she is too tired, and the little girl is a little depressed." The police sighed.
Ding Sha asked with some difficulty, "All... gone?"
"They are all gone, both on her father's side and her mother's side. She is the only one left. When we went to visit her home this afternoon, we asked the neighbors. The little girl was very spoiled and didn't know how to do housework. Now she is taking care of the funeral affairs for the whole family by herself. She is getting thinner day by day and she doesn't even have a smile on her face anymore."
The police felt a little sad when they thought about the news they heard in the afternoon.
"But I think she likes you very much. If you are not busy, please help her persuade her. The girl is still young, and it would be a good deed if you can save her life."
"Okay, I will definitely spend more time with her and give her some advice." Ding Sha nodded firmly.
"By the way, we have already taught those who started the trouble a lesson. Remember to talk to the little girl when she wakes up," the police said. "If it's nothing serious, we will go back. There are a lot of things to do in the bureau, but if there is any situation, remember to call us and we will be there soon."
"Okay, okay," Ding Sha agreed.
Two people tiptoed into the ward. The little girl was lying there with a pale face, looking like she was sleeping soundly.
Ding Sha couldn't help but stroke the hair around her ears.
The little girl moved her eyes and struggled to open them. Seeing that it was Ding Sha, she smiled and said, "Sister."
"Well, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Ding Sha sat down and asked carefully.
"No," the little girl shook her head, "Thank you, sister."
She wanted to sit up, Ding Sha stuffed a pillow in her hand, and Xiao Jun also shook the bed.
"I made some soup for you, would you like to try it? It's a very delicious pork ribs and winter melon soup." Ding Sha poured her a bowl of soup.
The soup was still steaming and smelled delicious.
The little girl took a bite and said, "It tastes very similar to the soup my mother made."
"I miss her so much."
The little girl lowered her head and it was impossible to tell whether she was crying or not.
"I haven't seen her for a long time. Since the outbreak, I couldn't come back from school. After I came back and was quarantined, I never saw her again."
“I didn’t even see the last side.”
The little girl sighed, "I miss her so much."
Ding Sha sat up and hugged her gently.
The little girl began to cry loudly, "Why is it our family? Did our family do something wrong? Why is it my mom and dad? Why?"
"I miss them so much! I want to see them! I want to eat the food my mom cooked, run with my dad, miss my grandparents, and go back to our little yard in the countryside to eat ice watermelon and catch crickets!"
Ding Sha couldn't help but shed tears. She didn't know how to comfort the little girl. Death was a gap that could never be crossed, and any comfort was too light in the face of death.
The girl cried for a long time, and Ding Sha's clothes were wet. She probably hadn't found a shoulder like this to cry on for a long time.
She might have grown up in a hurry and then shouldered the sad and cruel departure of her entire family, preparing all the funeral arrangements by herself.
When the little girl finally cried enough, she said with red and swollen eyes, "I'm sorry for making you listen to my bad mood for the whole afternoon."
"Children's bad moods can be left unchecked occasionally."
Ding Sha touched her hair.
"I don't really want to die," the girl said. "I just suddenly felt that even if the sun was so bright, it had nothing to do with me, so I wanted to leave."
“But now I’ve found someone who can praise the sunshine with me.”
The girl smiled and said, "It may be a little difficult, but I will see a psychiatrist, take medicine, and actively seek treatment to fight against bad emotions."
"Can I call you when I'm sad?"
"Sure, you're welcome anytime." Ding Sha gave her his cell phone number. "I'll monitor you every day."
"Thank you." The girl said cherishingly.
"I'm researching new dishes recently. If you don't mind, you can come over every day to try them. The store is very busy, and I may need your help. Are you willing?" Ding Sha was still worried.
"I would like to." The girl nodded.
Ding Sha can finally put his mind at ease.
On the way home, Xiao Jun held Ding Sha's hand tightly. This incident had a profound impact on both of them. They were so overwhelmed with emotion that they didn't know how to express it for a moment.
When I returned to the store, I heard Xiao Ping'an crying, feeling aggrieved and noisy.
Ding Sha strode over, "What's wrong? Ping An?"
Ping'an was twisting and turning in Aunt Zhao's arms, crying with tears all over his face, which made Ding Sha feel so distressed.
"I haven't seen you much the whole day today. I was looking for you, but no matter how I coax you, you just keep crying." Aunt Zhao handed Ping An to her.
"Come here, don't cry, mommy will hold you." Ding Sha held Ping An and coaxed him patiently and gently.
Xiao Jun glanced at the mother and son, then turned and went into the kitchen.
Ding Sha was quite frightened today. She was in poor health and was afraid that she would have a fever at night.
Although he drank the ginger soup, Ding Sha still developed a fever at night and called for A Jun in a daze.
Xiao Jun took the temperature twice and frowned, "No, we have to go to the hospital."
Xiao Jun was on IV drip in the emergency room in the middle of the night. Only when he saw Ding Sha sleeping soundly did he feel relieved.
But after all this trouble, the shop closed again.
Ding Sha sent the modified recipe of pickles to Fan Xiangxiang, and asked Du Rourou to tell netizens when she posted the stock video, only then did he feel at ease to isolate himself at home and recuperate.
Xiao Jun was quarantined with her. The two of them had nothing to do every day, so they ate and slept, and ate again after waking up. When they had nothing to do, they studied recipes. After the quarantine, they actually gained a few pounds.
The happiest person after the quarantine is Du Rourou, because she can eat a lot of delicious food again.
The shop reopened and business was booming. Except for Aunt Zhao who took care of the baby every day, everyone was busy doing this and that.
Ding Sha didn't even have time to change the withered flowers on the table.
Finally having a free day, Ding Sha went to the flower shop and ordered a lot of new varieties of flowers. The shop also welcomed a pair of special guests.
Author's side note: I would like to interview everyone: What kind of novels do you like to read