There was no doubt about Jiujiu's culinary skills. Even if it was a simple noodle roll, Jiujiu could make it look fancy.
Grandma Bai had always been a hedonist. Otherwise, she would not have worn clean and tidy clothes to gossip outside when the whole family was wearing clothes that were covered with patches.
Therefore, after thinking that today's noodles were more delicious, Grandma Bai ate a big bowl of noodles before she stopped. However, just as she was about to wipe her mouth and go home after eating, an accident happened.
Granny Bai suddenly fell to the ground without any warning. Her body kept twitching, and white foam kept coming out of her mouth. The old ladies who were eating with Granny Bai were instantly stunned. They quickly called for help.
However, when they arrived, Grandma Bai was no longer twitching, but the foam hanging from her mouth looked a little ugly. Everyone carried Grandma Bai to Jiujiu's house, put her on the bed, and left.
Mama Bai and Papa Bai were quickly called back. When they saw Grandma Bai's condition, they quickly called for an ambulance.
However, was Jiujiu's drug something that ordinary people could tell?
The ambulance came, but with a glance, the doctor said that Grandma Bai had suffered a stroke. From the looks of it, she seemed to be paralyzed.
When Grandma Bai, who was lying on the bed, heard that she was going to be paralyzed, she was instantly dumbfounded. An old man in the neighboring village was also paralyzed. It was said that because he had been lying on the bed for a long time, there was not a single piece of flesh on his back that was intact when he died. When Grandma Bai thought that she might end up like this, she used all her strength to scream non-stop. Her crazy appearance shocked the doctor.
When they heard that Grandma Bai had suffered a stroke and might be lying in bed in the future, and that she might not be able to say a word again, for some reason, Papa Bai felt relieved after hearing this result. So did Mama Bai.
It was not that they were not filial, but Grandma Bai was too troublesome.
Ever since Mama Bai married into the family, Grandma Bai did not do anything to enjoy her life. During the day, Mama Bai had to wash clothes, cook, farm, tidy up the house, and take care of the family's daily life. When Grandpa Bai fell ill, Mama Bai had to farm and take care of the family's daily life. She also had to endure Grandma Bai's endless abuse, even when she was pregnant with Bai Jing.
Speaking of which, it was quite sad. Mother Bai still had to farm when she was eight months pregnant with Bai Jing. She even had to take care of the family's food and lodging. If she didn't cook a meal well, she would be scolded by Grandma Bai.
Moreover, Mama Bai was pregnant with Bai, Grandma Bai was still cold to her. She even said that she was pregnant with a bastard.
How could a normal person tolerate such an old woman? They only because of filial piety and the rumors outside. They could only choose to take care of Grandma Bai. However, their tolerance in exchange for Grandma Bai's worse......... and they had to take it in their hearts....
. This was the saddest thing about blind loyalty.
Although Grandma Bai was now paralyzed and seemed to have increased the burden of the family on the surface, in fact, without Grandma Bai looking for trouble and scolding them all day long, everyone felt as if a huge stone had been put down in their hearts and they were very relaxed.
The doctor had said that Grandma Bai was paralyzed because of a stroke. Even if she was hospitalized, it would be useless. The Bai family was poor. They had spent a lot of money on Grandpa Bai's illness. Since Grandma Bai's illness was useless even if they spent money, the Bai family tacitly chose to recuperate at home.
But what was the use of recuperating at home? To put it bluntly, she was paralyzed at home.
Because of Jiujiu's medicine, Grandpa Bai's body became stronger. Even though he was almost angered to death by Grandma Bai in the morning, he was much better at night. He slept until dawn. It was very comfortable.
Yesterday was Saturday. Today was Sunday. Jiujiu had to go back to school.
Bai Jing knew that her family was poor. If she did not work hard, she would be a farmer like her parents when she grew up. Her life was endless work every day and the endless criticism of those mean elders. Therefore, Bai Jing had always cherished every moment when she could study well.
Her school was the best high school in the city. She relied on her own strength to get there. She had always been the pride of the Bai family, except for Grandma Bai.
However, the school was a little far from her home. She was reluctant to spend money to take a bus. Every time she came back, Father Bai or Mother Bai would ride a bicycle to pick her up. As for why Bai Jing did not ride to school by herself, it was because her family was poor. Until now, they only had one bicycle.
Because of Grandma Bai's matter yesterday, Father Bai did not go to work today. He simply rode a bicycle to send Jiujiu to school.
The school was dozens of miles away from Bai Jing's home. Their bicycle had been particularly difficult to ride for a long time. It took them one or two hours to get there every time.
Father Bai looked at Jiujiu carrying a backpack full of food and patches. His eyes were full of self-blame and guilt.
Other children wore brand-new clothes and carried beautiful backpacks. Their parents were neatly dressed and drove to send them to school. However, only Jiujiu always wore shabby clothes and carried a shabby backpack. She was sent to school by a shabby bicycle and shabby clothes.
Father Bai felt very guilty when he thought that Jiujiu did not have what other children had. However, the situation at home had already become like this. It was useless to feel sad. He could only sigh and take Jiujiu to school.
It was a two-hour journey with a person on the bicycle. When they arrived at school, Father Bai was already tired and sweating.
Jiujiu got off the bicycle and looked at the sweaty Father Bai. She took out a clean handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Father Bai.
Father Bai took Jiujiu's handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He looked at Jiujiu and said in a rustic village dialect, "Jing Jing, study hard at school. When you go home, send a message home in advance. Your mother and I will come to pick you up. Do you understand?"
Why did he send a message instead of a call? It was because a message only cost ten cents. However, a call would cost a lot.
Jiujiu nodded obediently. She watched as Father Bai turned his head to look at the surrounding students. His eyes were filled with guilt and self-blame. Jiujiu raised her hand and held Father Bai's hand. She said softly, "Dad, I'm fine."
Even if others were dressed to the nines and Bai Jing wore nothing, Father Bai's love for Bai Jing was no less than any other parent's.
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