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The original space for two people suddenly became crowded with two more people, especially the voices, which made people want to cover their ears.Especially the old lady, who has nothing to do, her eyes are almost glued to the two brothers Tian Dazhuang, she is sick and has no choice but to be imprisoned in this square room, her mouth becomes more and more restless, chattering She couldn't stop talking, because her son is a boring gourd, and Tian Xiaoman is arrogant and ungrateful, so she tried her best to grab Tian Dazhuang and ask the bottom line:

"Are you two brothers? Why don't I look alike? Your brother is much whiter than you, and he looks handsome..."

"Where are your parents? What about your relatives? Why hasn't your younger brother been in the hospital for so long and hasn't seen a relative or friend bring some fruit to see..."

"How old are you? 22? Then your brother must be a high school student? His face is tender, but he doesn't look like it. Your brother looks like a working person, and he looks like a leader, better than you..."

"Have you got a wife yet? No? Hey, why don't you get married? First start a family and then start a career. Having a wife and a son will make you more prosperous. No rush? You can find a girlfriend if you don't rush. I don’t want my aunt to introduce one for you, but if it really works out, you have to give me a matchmaking gift, the rules on our side are one thousand and two..."

When Tian Dazhuang met such a female Tang monk, he didn't feel it at first, but finally he couldn't take it anymore, and wished he could find a rope to hang himself, which made Tian Xiaoman taunt him and say: "I told you to ignore these boring people! You don't want to Knowing her, why do you always answer her every question? Now you know that you can't offend her?"

If you can't provoke me, can you still hide?Tian Dazhuang thought so, he didn't like to stay in the ward for a long time, and he himself was a person who couldn't be idle, so he started to apply to go out at intervals after serving Tian Xiaoman to get a lot of things done. After wandering around for a while, Tian Xiaoman certainly wouldn't stop him.Gradually, the wandering time became longer and longer. At first, it was only about ten minutes, but today it has been almost two hours and no one has come back.

Tian Xiaoman was a little anxious. The old lady in the next bed had no one to talk to, so she turned to Tian Xiaoman and nagged: "Your brother has been out for a long time today? What did he do? Shit? It's been more than two hours, right?" , just laying eggs is enough."

Tian Xiaoman said angrily: "You just laid eggs! Even if you haven't laid eggs, you can be noisier than that brooding old hen. The 'clack-clack' and 'clack-clack' are so annoying that my brother can't stay in this room. , hide out!"

The old lady yelled: "Hey, what are you talking about..."

The old lady's son has always been a silent and dull gourd. At this time, he persuaded the old lady: "Okay, Mom, don't talk about it. The young man speaks very aggressively, but you are indeed too good at chattering. The patient needs a quiet environment, so you should say a few words less."

The old lady muttered, "I'm also a patient, I just like to talk, can't I?"

The old lady's son said to Tian Xiaoman: "Hey, don't worry. I just saw your brother when I came here. He is helping others unload the goods. He should come over after unloading."

About half an hour later, Tian Dazhuang came back, put a cup of warm walnut rice milk on the small cabinet next to Tian Xiaoman's bed, and said, "Drink something hot first. I'll buy what you want for lunch."

Tian Xiaoman looked at him and asked calmly, "Where did you go just now?"

Tian Dazhuang said casually: "Didn't I just wander around here? I accidentally walked a little far and came back late."

Tian Xiaoman said: "The ashes on your body haven't been wiped clean yet, are you still coaxing me?"

Tian Dazhuang had no choice but to avoid the important ones, and confessed half of it: "Hey, I just helped others unload some goods outside."

"Help? No money? For nothing?"

Tian Dazhuang smiled embarrassingly, and said: "I received 20 yuan. However, I didn't go here to make money. I was idle anyway, so I just picked up some jobs and did some work. We have the money for medical treatment. Don't worry about it." Don't worry about it."

Seeing that Tian Xiaoman's eyes were a little red, he quickly changed the topic and said: "I just earn some money for my own food. I can't cook for myself in this hospital, and the food on the street is expensive. A serving of chicken soup costs 38 yuan. The smell is still very light. It’s not like chicken soup, but it’s like the chicken rolled in it and took a bath. You kill a stew and drink it."

Tian Xiaoman felt powerless and said, "It's all my fault..."

Tian Dazhuang squeezed his shoulders and said: "Don't think about things, I just feel flustered from idleness, my arms and arms are uncomfortable, and I just want to move around."

Tian Xiaoman couldn't stop him, so he ran outside more and more frequently, looking for various odd jobs in the town, and finally found a stable job, helping a butcher on the street butcher pigs, killing a pig , the butcher gave 50 yuan.Tian Dazhuang killed one in the morning, finished it in two hours, ran back to the hospital at noon, bought food for Tian Xiaoman, wiped himself and waited on him, and then killed another in the afternoon. He could earn 100 yuan a day, and he did not delay taking care of patients. Tian Dazhuang was very satisfied. Come back and tell Tian Xiaoman: "It's a pity that he doesn't kill pigs at night, otherwise, I can kill at least two more pigs when you sleep and don't have to be waited on by others."

Tian Xiaoman didn't understand, so he asked, "Why does it take two hours to kill a pig?" He grew up rich and precious, had eaten pork, but had never seen a real pig, so he was still wondering, why kill a pig? Isn't it just to give the pig a few knives and kill the pig and it's over?

Tian Dazhuang smiled sullenly and said, "You don't know that, do you? Let me tell you, it's much easier now. It used to be more troublesome to kill a pig. It's the work of five or six people. Do you think it's just a few knives to kill a pig? It’s over? The pig’s body is thick, and it won’t kill it, but it will damage the skin and internal organs. If it makes the pig go crazy, it will hurt people.”

Seeing the curious expression on Tian Xiaoman's face, Tian Dazhuang explained to him in detail: "To kill a pig, you must first prepare the chopping board. Bloodletting pigs, you didn’t see how the pigs pulled up during the bloodletting. Fortunately, I was strong enough to control it. The bloodletting had to be done in a big pot. The pigs didn’t die after the bloodletting, but they couldn’t pull it when I was too weak. At this moment, the knife was drawn down to the heart, and it was completely killed. At first, I could still feel the pig trembling, and the trembling became weaker and weaker, and I died completely."

Tian Xiaoman asked: "Then it's over? Did you get the 50 yuan?"

Tian Dazhuang laughed and said: "How can there be such a good profit of 50 yuan? Just started. Next, the pig has to be inflated, then scalded and dehaired, and then the sides, belly, lower head, hooves and four claws need to be cut. , cut the side oil, cut the "lower tie" (the belly pouch), and finally cut the pork into pieces and hang them on hooks for sale. I only earned the 50 yuan."

The old lady was also fascinated by what she was listening to, so she interjected, "It's really not an easy job to kill pigs, that's why you pay for it. Generally, the richest family in the village is the one who kills pigs. However, killing pigs is a skilled job. Many people cannot be killed. Da Zhuang, since you have this skill, you will also open a butcher shop in the town in the future, and if you make money, you can marry a girl from the town, who is much more beautiful than those from the village."

Tian Xiaoman's apologetic and distressed mood was suddenly washed away by this talkative old woman, and he said to Tian Dazhuang: "Go and take a shower, the smell of your body is killing me!"

Even with a daily income of one hundred, it could not stop the consumption of medical expenses, so Tian Dazhuang had other thoughts, and the time spent in the ward became less and less. Tian Xiaoman asked him worriedly, but he just said, He was bored and went out for a walk, but Tian Xiaoman knew that he must have gone to do some odd jobs again.

On this day, Tian Dazhuang didn't come back for a long time. When he came back, his hands and arms were also covered with snow-white bandages, and he was hung half up, with a dejected expression on his face. He was so shocked that Tian Xiaoman kept asking him what was wrong, and Tian Dazhuang was still dodging at first. He half concealed and refused to tell the truth, and only confessed when he was forced to question him.

It turned out that all the money on Tian Dazhuang's body was wiped out by the damn medical expenses. In order to renew the next payment, Tian Dazhuang had to find another way.In addition to slaughtering pigs, he also found a construction site to take on jobs. The more dirty, tiring and dangerous the job, the more enthusiastic Tian Dazhuang was, because the money was more.Who knew that the construction site was unorganized and things were messed up. When it was almost five o'clock, Tian Dazhuang was working with a few workers, but a large prefabricated board suddenly fell from the top of his head, killing two people on the spot. Fortunately, Tian Dazhuang hid quickly, but he was taken to a certain point, his arm was broken, the boss sent him to the hospital for treatment and bandaging, and he paid 3000 yuan for medical expenses and nutrition expenses, so it was settled.

After being compensated 3000 yuan, Tian Dazhuang was a little happy at first, but when he thought that his arm was injured, he would not be able to kill the pig now, but he lost his daily income of [-] yuan, which made him sad again. Moaning.

Knowing his worries, Tian Xiaoman felt even more sour, and said, "You told me to take good care of my injuries all day long, but now you are injured yourself, and you have to take good care of them, so let's put money aside."

Tian Dazhuang said disapprovingly: "It's just a small bump on the arm, it's not an injury, but the doctor made such a fuss that he wanted to put this plaster cast! It made me unable to kill a pig!"

Tian Xiaoman comforted him and said, "Let's rest. No matter what, it's a broken bone, just like me. You only worry about me, why don't you worry about yourself? If you don't take care of it well, it will be troublesome if the bone grows crooked."

Tian Dazhuang looked like he was listening to a joke, and said: "Your injury almost killed you, do you know? Can I compare this? A minor injury is not out of the line of fire. What is it to kill a pig? In fact, I can kill a pig with one hand. My hands and feet are neat, and it doesn’t matter if I lose an arm. It’s that butcher Liu who doesn’t believe me and insists on letting me recover. Well, I’ll raise it for three days, and after three days I’ll have to remove the plaster cast!”

Tian Xiaoman said angrily: "Try it! If you want to remove this plaster cast, then I will remove it too! Remove it and leave the hospital, so that you won't have to die all day looking for money!" After saying this, Tian Xiaoman's tears rolled down When he got down, he turned his head sideways and hid his wet face in the pillow so that Tian Dazhuang would not see it.