Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Several days passed.

The market is open.

Lin Aijun took his sister, daughter, and Shazhu's big family, and set off for the market in a mighty way.

Since the market is not far from the courtyard house, many familiar neighbors in the nearby alleys also went there.

In the courtyard, apart from Lin Aijun and Shazhu's family, the family of the elder brother also went together.

Women love shopping by nature.

Especially around the Chinese New Year, no matter how bad the conditions are, they will not forget to treat themselves at this time.

Lin Zhaodi, Lin Xile, Ran Qiuye, including the White Widow, looked around excitedly as soon as they entered the market.

In less than a while.

So I bought a big bag and stuffed it into the hands of the men behind me.

Lin Aijun looked at the supplies along the way.

This is obviously much richer than when he first came here.

"Dad, go on! I really like Chinese New Year, and I don't usually buy so many things." Lin Xile said, and handed the newly bought New Year's goods to Lin Aijun.

Lin Aijun stretched out his hand and took the things that his daughter handed over.

He pampered Lin Xile's head lovingly: "Silly girl, the future will definitely be better. Good things will also become more and more abundant, you will definitely see it."

"Dad, how do you say it, it's like seeing it with your own eyes!" Lin Xile said with a smile.

Lin Aijun thought to himself: Not only did I see it, but I actually experienced it myself.

But you can't tell your daughter this.

"Dan Dumpling, the country has not been easy these past few years, but we are always going uphill. When going uphill, people bow their heads and bow their backs. Now it is bitter, and there will be sweet times in the future. Sometimes the road of life is the same. of.

When dealing with people and things, as long as you don't touch the principle, bow your head a little bit, and let go of the arrogance in your heart, your life will go uphill.If you have eyes on the top of your head in everything, and you are arrogant and rude to others, it will be too difficult to go uphill. "

Lin Xile listened with half understanding, and nodded.

Lin Zhaodi was at the side: "Okay bro, Chinese New Year is coming soon, don't brainwash Dan Dumpling, she's still young."

Lin Aijun looked at Lin Zhaodi with a gentle face: "Zhaodi, it's really not easy for you these years. When you are free, you can think about your own life-long events and find someone who can accompany you until you grow old."

"Oh, brother, you are here again. If I am old, will you ignore me in the future?! I find that you are getting more and more verbose." Lin Zhaodi grinned: "I just have that sewing machine, it can accompany me until old."

"I don't care, I definitely care, but that's different!" Lin Aijun laughed.

Coincidentally, among the crowd, the uncle's family of three walked in front of them.

In order for his son to see the excitement clearly, the uncle lifted Yi Yuwang and rode it on his shoulders.

When Shazhu heard this, he poked his head over, patted Lin Aijun's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Hey, brother Junzi, don't talk about Zhaodi, I think she lives quite comfortably. I think the old man is like It’s a little hot and cold.”

Lin Aijun glanced at the old man who was riding Yi Yuwang on his neck, and said, "He's old man, where is he in dire straits? It's about his son, he just does everything himself."

"Do you think that this Yi Yuwang looks nothing like the old man?" He Pingan also interjected, winking.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately resonated with everyone in the industry.

"You think it too?! I think it too!" Lin Xile whispered.

"You guys, don't talk nonsense! Especially don't say it in front of Yi Yuwang!" Silly Zhu said, glaring at the two monkeys.

"Really, it doesn't look like it at all." The White Widow said with a smirk.

While speaking, there was a sudden exclamation from the front.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and couldn't help being stunned.

I saw Yi Yuwang and the uncle fell on the ground together, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

The big mother was on the side, anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "Oh, my God."

The elder got up suddenly, leaned over and kept calling the child's name: "Yuwang, Yuwang."

Everyone ran up in two or three steps.

"Master, what's the matter?" Silly Zhu asked kindly.

"Someone was riding a bicycle just now. I don't know what was installed on the bicycle. It seemed to be a wire. When it fell off, its thigh was cut." The old man raised his head and said anxiously.

Lin Aijun glanced at the child, and saw that most of the pants were blood red.

"It's broken. There's so much blood here. Go to the hospital. I'm afraid you've hurt an artery, right? Press the wound first, or you'll be bleeding out in the hospital."

After hearing this, the old man quickly pressed the child's wound with his hands, and picked him up from the ground.

He suddenly became confused: "What should I do, what should I do?"

The mother's child's trouser legs were soaked with blood, her face turned as white as a piece of paper when she was frightened, and her lips trembled: "Don't be stupid, go to the hospital! Go to the hospital!"

She calmed down before the uncle, looked at Shazhu and Lin Aijun and said, "Junzi, Shazhu, you two can go to the hospital with us, my legs feel weak now."

The first mother is a rare good person in the courtyard.

In addition, none of the three of them had ever blushed, so Lin Aijun and Sha Zhu glanced at each other, nodded and said, "No problem."

Lin Aijun said to Lin Zhaodi: "Zhaodi, you take the children back together."

Lin Zhaodi nodded: "Brother, go quickly."

The group hurried to the nearest hospital.

to the hospital.

Seeing that the child was unconscious and covered in blood, the nurse quickly picked him up and sent him to the emergency room.

The old man and the big mother ran out of breath.

The first mother was relieved to see the child sent to the emergency room.

Then suddenly feel dizzy.

Seeing this, the old man quickly helped the big mother to sit down.

Lin Aijun and Sha Zhu picked up the chairs by the corridor and sat down, planning to see the situation before talking.

Soon.

The nurse came out.

Seeing this, the restless uncle rushed forward and stopped the nurse: "Comrade, my son is not in danger, is he?"

The nurse shook her head: "Don't worry, there is no great danger, but the blood loss is too much. Now we need to match the blood type. I don't know if there is enough blood in the blood bank."

Hearing this, the uncle stretched out his arm, and hurriedly said: "Comrade nurse, don't worry, if there is no more, you can smoke mine."

When the nurse heard this, she chuckled: "Comrade, are you the child's immediate family member? Blood transfusions are not allowed between immediate family members."

As soon as these words came out, except for Lin Aijun, the other three people present were shocked.

"Ah?! I'm the child's own father, so I can't get blood transfusion? I'm type O, so it should be universal blood, right?" The old man was taken aback.

"No, blood transfusion-related graft-versus-host disease is prone to occur among direct relatives. Don't worry, let's test the child first."

After speaking, the nurse turned around and entered the emergency room.