Rebirth is unscientific

At five o'clock in the morning, Zhan Jiujiang fell asleep again in a daze, but woke up soon again, with a headache that was like a ball of paste, and he was so uncomfortable that he groaned.

Lie on the bed with back pain, especially in the shoulders and neck, Zhan Jiujiang took his temperature and it was almost 39 degrees.

He staggered up from the bed, limp and weak, Zhan Jiujiang was afraid of the cold, closed the window and turned out his cotton jacket and put it on, his stomach was rumbling badly, but Zhan Jiujiang had no appetite to eat, so he closed the door and took out a small copper stove A pot of porridge was cooked, and the water was boiling and steaming.

Zhan Jiujiang lazily lay on the side of the table and watched, not wanting to move, brush his teeth or wash his face.It's not that he can't live without Liang Jiwen, most of his fragile emotions are caused by fever.The relationship between him and Liang Jiwen was not visible at all, and the emotion of worrying about gains and losses was not obvious in his heart, but there were still some things that existed, and Zhan Jiujiang knew it very well.

Originally, he could calm down after a night of sleep, but under the blowing wind last night, his bad mood was like his body temperature, rising steadily. Under the dual effects of physiology and psychology, Zhan Jiujiang looked very decadent.

Uncomfortable!

Zhan Jiujiang's mind is blank now. Liang Jiwen had just left, and he was emotionally vacant, but he was hit by illness again, and he missed Liang Jiwen very much.

If Liang Jiwen was here, he would definitely take good care of him, but then again, if Liang Jiwen was here, Liang Jiwen wouldn't let him have a fever at all!Liang Jiwen took so many days off, will the people in the factory make things difficult for him?Will he be fired directly?It would be fine if he was fired...Would Liang Jiwen get angry and beat all the people who didn't like him to the ground?That must be so much fun!

Zhan Jiujiang was thinking wildly, getting up from time to time to stir the porridge.

When Liang Jiwen left, he left him a bag of yam beans and a bundle of fresh yams, but Zhan Jiujiang didn't bother to wash them, so he dug out the dried yams, added them to the porridge, and stared at the white porridge in the pot. Bubbling, Zhan Jiujiang was distracted for a while, but he didn't think about anything, he was simply distracted.

After the porridge was cooked, Zhan Jiujiang extinguished the fire. Although he still had no appetite, he went to the washroom to brush his teeth, then lit up the fire in the stove, hugged him to bed, and went to dry the quilt.

The hand furnace is a small antique found in Zhanjiujiang. It is brass-colored and has not many patterns. It looks very atmospheric. Liang Jiwen also has one in his hand. It is made of copper, exquisite and small, and looks very good.At that time, the two hand stoves were bought together by Liang Jiwen, and they cost eight yuan in total, which was relatively expensive, mainly because of the copper hand stove.

The brass hand stove is smaller and can be carried in your arms for warmth on any occasion. Liang Jiwen meant to give it to Zhan Jiujiang, but Zhan Jiujiang hated being too feminine, so he insisted on asking for a brass one.

The brass looks big, but it’s actually very big. Zhan Jiujiang’s temperament of being afraid of the cold is natural. When he was in school, because there were many radicals among the students, the hand stove, which symbolizes the purpose of “pleasure”, naturally couldn’t be placed in the open. For surface use, Zhan Jiujiang's hand stove can only be used secretly under the covers.During classes and meetings, Zhan Jiujiang was very cold.So Liang Jiwen made the copper hand stove hot every day, and secretly stuffed it in Zhanjiujiang to keep warm.The brass hand stove is not used much in Zhan Jiujiang's hands.

Not long after the fire started, Zhan Jiujiang put the stove on the wet spot.The charcoal Liang Jiwen got was very good, without any white smoke, and Zhan Jiujiang made it very quickly. The quilt was only slightly wet, and it was done in a few minutes.

The quilt is ready, but the porridge is not very cold. Zhan Jiujiang likes to eat yams, both crispy and soft, but now I really don’t have much appetite. Although sugar is added, the porridge is sweet and glutinous, but Zhan Jiujiang Jiujiang had no desire to take another bite after taking one bite.

I got up and looked at the time, it was 32:[-], Sister Jiang should have woken up.Zhan Jiujiang thought about it, and was about to open the door and go out.As soon as he opened the door, he ran into Jiang Zhaolai who was running over.

"Brother Jiang, you're awake!" Jiang Zhaolai saw Zhan Jiujiang cracked a smile, "My mother asked me to call you! It's past six, be careful not to be late."

Seeing his swollen eyelids, Zhan Jiujiang beckoned him over, touched his face, and asked him, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Jiang Zhaolai closed his eyes in embarrassment, as if he could not see Zhan Jiujiang if he closed his eyes, he faltered and said, "No, it's nothing."

"You're not crying!" Jiang Ping'an set the fire on fire and unceremoniously exposed him, "Yesterday he went to look for you and brother Jiang, but he knocked on the door for a long time and there was no response, so she told him that brother Wen was gone. , but he cried miserably!"

"I, I, that's... the wind got into my eyes!" Jiang Zhaolai quibbled, rushing over like a small cannonball to cover Jiang Ping'an's mouth, "I don't know that Brother Wen will come back again!"

"You're a crybaby!" Jiang Ping'an was two heads taller than Jiang Zhao, so if he bullied Jiang Zhao, it would be like bullying a little chick!

"Brother Jiang, have you eaten yet? If you haven't cooked, why don't you come to our house to eat?" Jiang Ping'an and Jiang Zhao came to finish their fight, saw Zhan Jiujiang still leaning against the door, looking lazily at their siblings, thinking Her and Jiang Zhaolai's childish behavior made her face turn red, a little embarrassed.

"No need." Zhan Jiujiang said softly with a sore throat, "You tell your mother, I may have to take a day off today."

Just now Zhan Jiujiang didn't speak much, so he couldn't hear it very well. Now Zhan Jiujiang said more than ten words in a row, and Zhan Jiujiang's hoarse voice could be heard clearly.

"Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you? Is your throat uncomfortable?" Jiang Pingan put down the pot in his hand, turned around and stared at Zhan Jiujiang, and then hurriedly shouted, "Mom, come out quickly! Brother Jiang, why are you blushing?" Is it like this? Do you have a fever? Come on, go and support Brother Jiang!"

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Sister Jiang came out to take a look, and shouted when she saw Zhan Jiujiang's sickness, "Oh! Why are you running around when you feel uncomfortable? Come in!"

"Why is it so cold in this room! Come on, Ping An, come over and support me, come to my house to warm up!"

After a period of chaos, Zhan Jiujiang was pressed next to the Jiang family's stove, and Sister Jiang's rough hand was placed on Zhan Jiujiang's forehead.

"It's so hot! What did you do last night!" Zhan Jiujiang measured his temperature, which was based on the feel of his hands, but the temperature on the palms and backs of his hands was also high at that time. In fact, the temperature measured in this way was higher than lower than normal.

"It must be [-] degrees, right? Hurry up, be safe, go and bring me my money, and I will take Jiujiang to the health center." Sister Jiang shouted anxiously.

"No, I didn't close the window when I went to bed yesterday afternoon. It was so cold that I couldn't go to the hospital. I cooked porridge in the house, and after drinking it, I slept." Zhan Jiujiang didn't want to When he went to the hospital, he had already taken the medicine after brushing his teeth. Zhan Jiujiang still had confidence in his medical skills, and his physical fitness was also good. At most, his fever would subside tomorrow.

Zhan Jiujiang rejected Sister Jiang's offer to take him to the health center, and also rejected Sister Jiang's offer to let Jiang Zhao accompany him. In the end, Mrs. Jiang could only tell him not to sleep too hard. She went to see him every two hours. Zhan Jiujiang once.

It was not easy for Zhan Jiujiang to refuse the kindness of others again and again. After nodding his head and saying yes, Jiang Zhaolai, the little follower, acted as Zhan Jiujiang's crutch and sent Zhan Jiujiang back to the room.

"Come on Zhao, I cooked too much porridge, you can take some back." Zhan Jiujiang said, and was going to get a bowl for Jiang Zhao to serve the porridge.The porridge has been put in the pot by Zhan Jiujiang, and there is still a small flame burning underneath. It has been left for so long, and the temperature is still higher than the normal one.

"No, no, no! Brother Jiang, you need to eat more when you are sick. My sister boiled eggs for me today!" As he spoke, he was afraid that Zhan Jiujiang would ask him to bring porridge back, so he ran away in a hurry.

Zhan Jiujiang forced himself to eat a bowl of porridge, moved a bunch of snacks into the warehouse and put them in the small cabinet next to the bed, opened the window a little, and started playing with the hand stove and game console.

As soon as he got into the game, he didn't have much sense of time. When Mrs. Jiang knocked on the door, Zhan Jiujiang realized that two hours had passed.

Zhan Jiujiang fell ill quickly, and he recovered quickly. When he woke up the next morning, Zhan Jiujiang touched his forehead and found that his fever had subsided, but Sister Jiang still refused to let him go to work.

"The injury on your leg hasn't healed yet! It's said that it's been a hundred days, but you haven't arrived for a hundred days, so you don't have to take good care of it! I said you have a fever this time. Maybe it's this leg You made trouble. You just stay at home obediently, and I will take care of all the leave from the factory for you."

Zhan Jiujiang is depressed and can only stay at home for another day, God knows!After the last time, he vomited all over the house. Although there is a game console to help him out, it's not good to stay at home every day!

And after his fever incident, most people in Xiaoyanglou now think that he is weak and sickly, as if he could be exhausted from going down the stairs.Chen Xiuli didn't come to provoke him anymore, she was afraid that Zhan Jiujiang would faint from her anger.

I don't know who said this, it was said that Zhan Jiujiang was tired because of Li Fantian and the garbage mountain, and as soon as the temperature dropped yesterday, Zhan Jiujiang's body couldn't bear it anymore.So everyone feels very sorry for Zhan Jiujiang.Especially Li Fantian and Huang Ercui brought a bunch of things over and kept saying sorry.

Zhan Jiujiang asked Li Fantian about his future plans.

"My father will arrive tomorrow, let's listen to him first. But..." Li Fantian said hesitantly, "According to my own ideas, I want to stay here." Li Aihua is the small captain of the production team, At this time, the work is generally very complicated, and finally he has some free time, and he rushes over immediately.

"You stubborn girl, why can't I tell you that I won't listen to you!" Huang Ercui's eyes turned red when she heard this topic again.

"Mom, if you let me go back to the village like this, what will the villagers say about our family? I am fine here, and everyone takes care of me. There must be gossip, but escape is not the only way." Li Fantian shook his hand. Holding Huang Ercui's rough hand, she said firmly, "The textile factory will be looking for someone next month, and I want to give it a try."