Gu Huaijin was saved by Wu Yong.
When he woke up,
The sky was already dark. Hu Xianzhi was chewing herbs to apply to his burned arm. A trace of joy flashed through his big eyes.
"Teacher, how do you feel?"
He patted the junior brother beside him and said, "This time, it's really lucky that there was Xiao Yong.
He was the one who carried Teacher back. "
Gu Huaijin looked at his hands that were bandaged bit by bit.
He was silent.
Hu Xianzhi said again, "That Zhao Zhiqing came.
He gave teacher some crucian carp soup to drink. "
"Come, drink it while it's hot."
Fresh fish could not be bought casually these days. The fish that one could buy at the store were all slaughtered by others. It was fishy and smelly. He wanted to eat something fresh.
He could only wait for the brigade to cast a net to catch fish.
Only then could he get some fish fragrance.
Hu Xianzhi had lived in the He family's cowshed for a few months.
He had been craving it for a long time, but he couldn't get a single meal. Only the kind-hearted Miss He would sometimes leave some leftover vegetable juice and sauce for him to eat.
He listened to Gu Huaijin gulp down the soup.
He was usually strong-willed.
His stomach growled like thunder.
Gu Huaijin held the hot soup. The fish head soup made from milky white tofu was delicious and tender. It broke with a sip. The taste was light and fragrant. It filled his stomach.
This allowed his heart, which had been shaken by fear, to obtain a trace of comfort.
He chewed on the soft stewed fish bones.
He swallowed the crispy bones.
Gu Huaijin ate and ate. Unknowingly, he had almost finished a big bowl. He raised his head and saw Hu Xianzhi staring at his bowl.
"What's going on with Wu Yong?"
He put down the bowl and stopped eating. For the first time, he left the crucian carp soup for Hu Xianzhi.
Hu Xianzhi drank it excitedly. The long-lost taste of freshness occupied all his taste buds. The tofu was milky white and fragrant. The soup was fragrant and light. It was as if the fragrance of the fish marrow had been boiled into the soup. His mouth was full of the fresh taste of fish. There was no fishy smell at all. It was clean and fragrant. It was even better than letting him eat pork.
Hu Xianzhi finally understood why his usually serious teacher counted on Zhao Zhiqing's meal every day. If it were him, he would also want to eat it in his dreams. This was not a satisfaction that could be compared to just eating meat. This was a kind of happiness. After drinking it, his whole body felt warm and comfortable.
After he finished eating, he said, "Xiao Yong carried the teacher back to the cowshed and left. His feet are burning very badly. He must have gone to the clinic to apply medicine. "
As he spoke, he applied the smelly grass on Gu Huaijin's hand.
"Just based on the fact that he carried teacher back from the mountain today, you shouldn't blame him anymore. His life is also very difficult!"
…
When Zhao Lanxiang came back from the piggery, she heard that Gu Huaijin had almost been burned to death on the mountain. She was also very shocked. She went to visit the poor old man.
When she visited Gu Gong, she also saw Engineer Wu. This was a very thin and pale man, like a bamboo pole. He wore a pair of glasses and had a strong temperament of a cultured person.
He silently popped a row of blisters on his feet. He did not wait for Gu Huaijin to wake up and silently went back. The skin and flesh on his legs were turned up by the fire. It was painful to look at, but Engineer Wu was calm and did not say a word.
Hu Xianzhi took a rag and wiped Gu Huaijin's hands and feet. He nagged, "He is afraid that my teacher will be unhappy when he sees him. Ah, my teacher has a lot of opinions about him. "
"My third brother's background is not very good. He could not go to university before. He first became my teacher's student. Later, something happened to his family. His parents are not living very well …"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
She ordered Hu Xianzhi, "You go and pick some smelly grass for him to apply. I will boil some soup for him to drink."
Soon, Zhao Lanxiang finished boiling a pot of fish soup. It was boiled until it was milky white. The most nutritious fish head and some fish belly meat were left for Gu Huaijin. After the belly meat was distributed to the elderly and children, the last half of the fish near the tail was left for He Songbai. He wanted to eat fish but could not.
That night, He Songbai ate a delicious meal of fish. He did not even dislike the last half of the fish.
He was curious about where the fish meat came from. Zhao Lanxiang glanced at him, "Li Zhong asked Tiezhu to bring it."
Zhao Lanxiang went to see Gu Gong again. After Gu Huaijin ate and drank to his heart's content and rested for a period of time, his mood was very stable.
When he saw Zhao Lanxiang, he thanked her for the crucian carp soup.
"It's delicious. It's rare that you gave me so much meat this time." He could not help but smile. His thick black thumb took out a large note from his pocket.
"It's been a long time since you gave me food expenses. I'm really thick-skinned to eat and drink for free."
Zhao Lanxiang was surprised, "The hundred yuan you gave me can still be used for a long, long time. I don't need that much."
Gu Huaijin expressed his desire to have more breakfast. After all, Zhao Lanxiang's soup dumplings, rice noodles, sausages, and soup dumplings were all delicious and tempting. Even the white steamed buns were fragrant. It made him envious.
Gu Huaijin sighed and said, "Now I am also a person who receives a salary. Miss Zhao, you don't have to be polite."
Zhao Lanxiang did not accept his money. She only approached him and whispered, "I heard that Teacher Gu teaches engineering. I wonder if you know any friends who study biology?"
"I want to buy a few books to read."
Gu Huaijin heard this and became interested. He sent He Xianzhi to the river to wash his clothes.
"What books?"
He always treated people who were thirsty for knowledge very well. This Miss Zhao's brain was quite flexible. She flipped through his notes and could even make out one, two, three, four, and so on.
Zhao Lanxiang whispered, "Something like 'Red Banner Pig Farmer', 'Scientific Pig Raising Techniques', 'Practical Pig Raising Techniques' will do."
Gu Huaijin sighed, "That He Xianzhi wants to use it? Why didn't he ask me and let you do it? It's his business. He doesn't ask me himself. That's not sincere. "
He said angrily, dissatisfied.
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at him. She could not help but feel anxious.
Gu Huaijin saw Miss Zhao's anxious glare and said, "Okay, I'll write you a letter to ask. Are you in a hurry? If you are, I have friends in X Province who can help you ask. "
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
"The sooner the better. The food expenses will cover the cost of the books."
Gu Huaijin patted his head and took out a pen and paper from his tattered belongings. He quickly and fluently wrote a few lines of scribbled but beautiful words.
Zhao Lanxiang held the warm letter in her hands and thanked him sincerely.
The next day, she took the "recommendation letter" and went to the unit where Gu Gong's friend worked.
This was a university in X Province. The men and women who came and went were all workers, farmers, and soldiers who were selected from all over the country to study. There were old and young, and they wore plain clothes. The figures coming and going on the tree-lined streets were full of the positive and vigorous aura that a university should have.
It was unexpectedly smooth. Gu Huaijin's face was very useful. Zhao Lanxiang used the letter to exchange for three or four thick books from an old teacher.
The old professor held the thick lenses at the bottom of a bottle and said, "Walk slowly. Remember to return it within a month. This is precious learning material. Take good care of it."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded vigorously.
She spent five yuan to make photocopies of the three books. She held the black and slightly hot copies in her arms and stroked the large and blurry words. Her heart was full. She immediately returned the books to the old professor and went back to Hezi Village at night.
She gave the photocopied information to He Song Bai, and He Song Bai looked at it himself. The more he looked at it, the more confused he became. What pig disease, vaccine prevention, circle after circle of English symbols, even the ratio of the pig feed had a pattern. He studied it for a long time. It was a bit difficult to read, but he didn't want to misunderstand every line in the book.
He took it to the old woman. The old woman put on her shabby glasses and looked at it seriously for a long time.
"You really have to pay attention to this. The pigs also need to be vaccinated. Buy some medicine when you come back. I'll make it for you."
She paused for a moment and said, "Make pig feed according to what it says. When spring comes, the pigs will be out of the pen. You have to make pig feed like this … "
The old woman's voice was hoarse as she taught her grandson word by word. She flipped through the book page by page and read with him. The old woman and the young man, their white heads and green heads were together. Time seemed to have turned back to more than ten years ago. She had also bent over like this to teach him how to read and write.
She still had white hair, but the little grandson beside her had grown taller and stronger than her.
Her energy was not as good as before. After reading for a few hours and drinking a cup of malted milk, her old eyes were already blurred.
He Songbai saw this and asked his grandmother to rest. "Look at it tomorrow. There's no rush. I'll change the pig feed first. The rest can be done slowly. "
He didn't know if he didn't look, but when he looked, he was shocked. There were so many rules and regulations. In the end, it didn't look like he was raising pigs. Instead, it looked like he was serving his ancestors.
The old woman looked at her grandson and said earnestly, "Since you put so much effort into raising pigs, you have to do your best to raise them well."
"You have to read books and learn, but you also have to remember not to be superstitious about the textbooks. You have to learn while you work."
He Songbai nodded and carried the old woman to the bed so that she could rest and sleep.
He warmed up her cold hands and feet with his hands and said, "When I earn money, I'll be the first to install a wheelchair for you."
The old woman smiled and squinted her eyes. The lines of her eyes revealed a little bit of light.
"Brouther Bo 'er, it's enough as long as you're living well. I'm about to enter the grave. Why do I still need such a superficial thing?"
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