Siheyuan: When I became the control group of Qin Huairu

When she arrived at the hospital, Yang Hehua, who was carrying a bucket and fishing rod with two carps in her hands and a backpack on her back, saw her two girls and Xiao Qian sitting on chairs at the door and chatting.

"Sister Hehua is back." Xiao Qian greeted Yang Hehua.

Yang Hehua smiled and nodded at her.

When Xiuxiu and Manman heard the sound, they turned around and saw Yang Hehua holding a bucket in her hand, and they immediately surrounded her.

The moment Yang Hehua was placed on the ground, after seeing what was in the bucket, Xiuxiu and Manman's eyes lit up: "Mom, it's Yuyu!"

Then Manman asked in a low voice: "Mom, did you go fishing?"

Manman didn't dare to say anything loudly, mainly because Jia Zhang in the courtyard had very sharp ears. As long as she heard any rumor, she would go to the house and try to take advantage of the people. If she couldn't take advantage of them, she would just scold them.

Manman has some psychological trauma. Even though she is in the hospital and not in the original courtyard, she doesn't want her words to cause any trouble to her mother.

Xiuxiu also looked at Yang Hehua with an expectant and nervous expression.

Yang Hehua naturally understood what her two daughters meant, "Yes..."

Before she could finish, a woman in an indigo work uniform came over and asked, "Girl, are you selling these two fish?"

Yang Hehua shook her head: "Sorry, I don't sell it."

Seeing that the old lady wanted to ask more, Yang Hehua directly said, "My child is still sick at home. I caught these two fish just to supplement his nutrition."

The old lady had come to the hospital to visit someone and was about to leave when she saw the fresh fish. Thinking that her family had not had meat for almost five or six days, she came to ask if they were selling it. After hearing this, she naturally knew there was no hope.

After all, it's impossible to snatch food from a child's mouth.

With a smile on her face, the old lady left.

When the old lady came over, Xiao Qian quietly took Xiuxiu and Manman to the other side where the old lady was not.

At the same time, we paid close attention.

Yang Hehua noticed this out of the corner of her eye, and her eyes were full of admiration.

Not bad.

At least they are very vigilant.

No matter which era a beggar is from, it is impossible for a beggar to have his face showing that he is a beggar.

Some beggars may dress a little shabbily, but some may dress more fashionably. But no matter from which perspective, it is right to be more vigilant when walking outside.

There are many newborn babies in the hospital, and this beggar sometimes steals babies when no one is around or when the patients' families are asleep.

Especially for those who take care of children, vigilance and predictive ability must be high.

Yang Hehua chatted with the two children for a while, then stood at the door of the ward again. Through the glass, she saw an older nurse using a cotton swab soaked in water to wipe Xiao Linsheng's dry and chapped lips.

Xiao Linsheng still hasn't woken up, and his right hand is still receiving an IV.

Her heart had become numb with the passage of time.

This scene, which was exactly the same as in her previous life, deeply hurt Yang Hehua's heart.

There is still a soft spot in her heart for her children.

She stood at the door for a long time until the nurse came to persuade her. Yang Hehua talked with Xiao Qian for a few more times before she left the hospital with her belongings and her two children.

Although Xiuxiu and Manman are small, they know that their mother Yang Hehua is in a bad mood, so they chatter all the way to attract her attention.

Xiao Qian looked at the mother and daughter walking away, her eyes full of envy.

Not long after Yang Hehua and the other two left the hospital, Xiao Qian's brother Xiao Sheng came over.

"elder brother!"

Xiao Qian was naturally very happy to see her brother. It was her brother who came to keep watch with her last night, otherwise she would not have dared to take the job.

Whenever Xiao Qian encountered an order that required night watch, he would tell his brother, and his brother would naturally understand immediately.

Xiao Sheng naturally took out the still warm aluminum lunch box from his arms and handed it to Xiao Qian: "Here! After you eat, I can go to work!"

The two siblings live a hard life, but they both try hard to contribute to the burden of the family.

"Brother, my host brought me a lunch box when she came this morning. Remember to take it back and heat it up. When she comes to bring me dinner, remember to clean the lunch box and send it over."

After Xiao Qian took the aluminum lunch box with calories, she then took out the three aluminum lunch boxes that Yang Hehua had handed to her in the morning from her bag.

Looking at the three aluminum lunch boxes in front of him, Xiao Sheng was puzzled: "Didn't you tell me yesterday that you didn't include food? Why did someone send it to you?"

"Oh, it was Sister Lotus who said that I had a heavy workload during the night watch, so she thought about it and sent it to me. She knew you would come to bring me food, so she came in the morning to deliver my daily rations."

Xiao Qian's face was full of joy. This time, the nursing job she took required her to eat only steamed buns made of two grains of flour as the staple food, and the fried pickles were fried with sesame oil. Although she hadn't eaten them yet, it was obvious that she had made a profit.

This was the third time she had eaten steamed buns made of two grams of flour since she came to the city.

You have to know that the street sweeping job arranged by the subdistrict office for her brother Xiaosheng was a temporary job. Since then, the two siblings have no urban household registration, and naturally they have no food credits.

The food rations they both ate were exchanged at the Pigeon Market. They didn't buy anything else but cornmeal.

The price at the supply and marketing cooperatives and grain stations is 0.085 yuan per catty, while the price at the pigeon market is 0.09 yuan or sometimes cent per catty.

She and her brother are like grown-ups, eating their father to death, their appetites are extremely huge.

Every month, I have to buy at least 60 kilograms of corn flour, plus some free wild vegetables.

In order to avoid going hungry, they ate cornmeal steamed buns for two meals a day.

I only ate two cornmeal steamed buns at a time, with some wild vegetables and pickles.

Even with this, I only eat until I’m 50% full.

However, after eating like this for a week, I would set aside time for two meals a day, but they would be five cornmeal steamed buns.

Just to relieve hunger.

In fact, they both knew that it could not satisfy their hunger.

You need oil to satisfy your hunger.

Without oil, you will still be hungry even if you only eat grain.

But there is no way, being alive is good enough.

On the way to Sijiu City, they saw many people who had starved to death and collapsed during the long journey.

"Well... OK, I'll bring it to you later." After hearing what his sister said, Xiao Sheng did not open the aluminum lunch box. While his sister was eating, he stood at the door and kept observing the movements of the child inside.

After his sister had finished eating all the lunch boxes she had brought, Xiao Sheng took all the aluminum lunch boxes and left.

On the other side, when Yang Hehua and her two children just arrived at the gate of the courtyard, they saw the third uncle of their courtyard, Yan Bugui, sitting there with a calm look.

"Lin...Xiu Xiu's mother, you are back with the child!"

The third uncle originally wanted to call Lin Sheng "mom" when he first opened his mouth, but when he remembered that Xiao Linsheng was pushed into the hospital by Jia Zhang, he quickly changed his mouth.

Yang Hehua didn't want to join in the conversation, but just nodded indifferently, stopped, watched the two little guys walk up the steps by themselves, pass through the moon gate, and then continue forward.

Before he had taken two steps, he was called down by the third uncle.