The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

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Meng Wantang was speechless and poked Gou Sheng's forehead: "I told you, my mother is not the mother of the past. Don't look at the mother of today through the eyes of the past. Do you understand?"

"It's not as vicious."

Gou Sheng muttered softly.

Meng Wantang squinted her eyes and turned back: "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing?" Gou Sheng took two steps back without any hint of guilt, "I'll go look at my brother."

Don’t just drink porridge at night.

There was still some noodles at home, but Meng Wantang was reluctant to eat them. But now it was too late to do anything else, so she made a few thousand layer cakes.

There isn’t much oil at home.

Meng Wantang smeared lard on them, made three large thousand-layer cakes, cut them into small pieces, put them in a basket, and covered them with a layer of cloth.

She served a portion of fish soup and tofu, and she and Gou Sheng ate first.

After finishing the meal, Meng Wantang thought that it was not enough to eat, and people in this era ate less meat, worked more, and ate less salt and had no energy to work.

She took out four more eggs and made a large bowl of egg sauce.

To be able to wait until autumn to distribute the grain, Lu Qingye had to work hard to plant the millet in the backyard, so that people could have something to eat. You can't let the horse run away without giving it grass to eat.

"Lu Suihe, do you want some egg sauce? It's a bit salty. Eat less and put the rest on noodles tomorrow morning, okay?"

Meng Wantang prepared the egg sauce and brought it in. Before Gou Sheng finished eating, his eyes lit up when he saw the egg sauce.

"I'll go to the hospital and ask your dad to come back for dinner. When he comes back, you ask him to put out all the food in the pot."

As she spoke, Meng Wantang packed the porridge in a separate lunch box in a cloth bag, and also put a spoonful of egg sauce and some red pickles in it.

"it is good."

"Hold the door yourself."

"Ah."

Gou Sheng followed him down to the ground, locked the door, and went back to continue eating.

Meng Wantang walked to the health center.

At night, the village is quiet, except for the occasional barking of dogs.

There were also birds that suddenly flew up and down, and if there were two crows again, she would not dare to go forward.

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom..."

Meng Wantang held the flashlight and did not dare to look back, still mumbling something.

Fortunately, it only takes 10 minutes to walk up.

Arriving at the door of the health center, Meng Wantang walked quickly inside. When she reached the door of the first ward, she heard a woman's voice coming from inside: "Brother Qingye, you didn't even eat dinner at night, and she didn't come to give it to you." Delivering meals. It shows that I don’t have you and the child in my heart.”

"You feel sorry for your Qingye brother so much, why don't you give Qingye a meal?"

Meng Wantang walked in, sneered at the nurse, put the lunch box on the table, and didn't even look at Lu Qingye, her little face was dripping with tears.

Goudan hasn’t woken up yet.

Meng Wantang raised her hand and touched the temperature of the child's forehead. He probably received a fever-reducing injection. The fever was gone now, but his face was not good.

She calmly pressed the little guy's pulse.

When the child wakes up later, he will eat some porridge to replenish his energy and drink some brown sugar water. He will probably feel better tomorrow.

"Didn't I bring the food? If I ask him to eat it, he won't eat it!" Tang Huifang's eyes were filled with anger when she saw Meng Wantang coming in.

Meng Wantang pointed to the door unceremoniously and said: "Hurry up, don't let me drive you out."

"This is a hospital, and I'm a nurse." Tang Huifang gritted her teeth.

"So what?" Meng Wantang looked disgusted, "I don't want my son to be harmed by a useless nurse who doesn't understand anything."

There were two words written in her indifferent eyes: "Get out."

Tang Huifang's eyes were red with anger.

"What? Did I say something wrong? A nurse who doesn't even understand the most basic common sense is waiting for the superiors to investigate you." Meng Wantang raised her eyes and uttered three words coldly from the corners of her lips, "Get out!"

Tang Huifang was so angry that tears fell down her face. She also looked at Lu Qingye, hoping that Lu Qingye would vent her anger. Lu Qingye didn't even look at her, she bit her lip and stomped out unwillingly.

"Now it's your turn."

Meng Wantang came to settle accounts with Lu Qingye.

Lu Qingye raised his head and explained without waiting for her to ask: "I went to see my mother first. She asked the third child to get it back. When I was leaving, I met the second uncle on the road and said a few words. It was Chunmei who came to tell me My child fell into the river, and now I know where the children are.”

Looking at the look on Lu Qingye's face, one knew that his life at home must not be easy either.

"Okay, you go home and eat quickly, then come and take my place after eating."

Meng Wantang said, picked up the washbasin under the bed, went out, brought some cold water back, mixed some hot water, and wiped the child's body with a towel.

Lu Qingye wanted to help, but Meng Wantang got out of the way: "Go early and come back early. Don't forget to check Xiaopang's body temperature."

"Little Fatty is also sick?" Lu Qingye frowned.

"Well, he fell into the river, and Goudan only went down. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been washed away by the river. Don't scold the child when he wakes up."

Meng Wantang also looked at Lu Qingye with warning eyes and a protective look on his face.

"What did I scold him for?"

Lu Qingye carried the thermos and walked out. After a while, he finished filling the water, put the thermos there, said hello to Meng Wantang and went back.

Meng Wantang wiped Goudan's body, and it was as if there was a layer of skin on a skeleton, with no flesh at all.

She didn't even dare to rub Goudan's body hard.

The eldest of three children is calm, doesn't talk much, is attentive, and takes good care of his two younger brothers. The second child is a smart guy, quite clever, and dares to say anything. The third child is very cute and good-looking. He is also a little glutinous rice dumpling who cannot even tan.

It happened that he was raised by his original owner to become a little fool.

After wiping the child's body, she did not dress the child, so she covered the child's belly with a hospital sheet.

Meng Wantang went to the doctor again, took a thermometer, took the child's temperature, and then sat on a chair to rest.

Fortunately, the original owner was eating well and in good health.

Otherwise, when she came back from swimming in the river today, people would have to turn off the lights.

Lu Qingye came back from dinner and saw Meng Wantang asleep on the chair. He walked in quietly and bent down to hug her.

Meng Wantang opened his eyes suddenly, looked at him warily and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want you to sleep somewhere else." Lu Qingye saw that she was awake and took a step back in a measured manner.

This attitude made it difficult for Meng Wantang to say anything.

She stood up and said, "I'll go back and watch the two little ones. You stay here and watch the dogs. If nothing happens tomorrow, you can take the children back early and I won't come to bring you food."

Lu Qingye said in a deep voice: "The doctor said it's okay. We can go back with the baby in our arms."

Just as he was talking, Goudan woke up.

When he saw Meng Wantang, he shouted with dependence in his eyes: "Mom."

My throat was hoarse.

"Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Meng Wantang immediately sat by the bed and reached out to touch the child's forehead.

Goudan shook his head.

My mouth was dry, but I still said I wasn’t thirsty.

Meng Wantang mixed some hot water into the cool brown sugar water and gave it to Goudan.

Goudan's reaction to seeing the brown sugar water was the same as Gou Sheng's.

She touched the child's head sadly and said, "Drink it. All the younger brothers have drank it, but you, the eldest brother, have not."

"Really?"

Goudan couldn’t believe it.

"Of course it's true. Come on, drink some porridge. Mom will take you home." Meng Wantang took out a new set of clothes and placed them next to Goudan naturally.

Goudan drank brown sugar water and looked at the clothes with red eyes.