Yi Chuanzong got up easily. Last night he had a drink and a chat. It was a relatively fulfilling and comfortable night. After all, there was no entertainment at this time.
There was no noise in the yard this morning, but he was not in a hurry.
I chatted with the second uncle for so long last night, and he must have listened to what he said. Sooner or later, those two brothers will suffer.
The two of them have lived together for almost twenty years, and they don't even have a way to deal with their own father's temper. He doesn't have the eyesight to see children, and he doesn't know how to work for the family. You can't change your father. If you don't remember well, you'll have to be beaten.
"coming?"
The old man was sitting in front of the table drinking tea, raised his head and said hello.
"Why!"
Yi Chuanzong responded casually, sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. It was not good tea at this time, just a little foam. It didn't matter whether it was good or bad, as long as you had this habit, it would be very comfortable to drink.
After a while, the eldest mother also walked in with a small pot, each of them filled a bowl of porridge and sat down to prepare to eat.
Yi Chuanzong picked up a light yellow steamed bun and said casually: "Uncle, actually there is something I didn't tell you."
"Well, listen." The old man was blowing porridge there, not thinking it was anything serious.
Yi Chuanzong looked up carefully and then whispered: "Actually, when I went to the mountains that day, I not only met wild boars."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two elders suddenly froze on their faces, and they raised their heads and looked at him seriously.
Yi Chuanzong knew what the two elders were looking at without looking at him, so he said to himself: "I met a soldier with limited mobility on the mountain that day. Was he beaten by a wild boar? I asked someone to carry him down the mountain, but the result happened the day before yesterday.
Someone sent me some food stamps, saying they were a reward from the army."
He didn't plan to talk about this at first, but after receiving these food stamps, why wouldn't he eat them?
It was useless for him to keep holding it. He originally planned to talk about this matter yesterday and go to see Zong Lie in the evening. But Liu Guangtian scolded him for being a loser, so he arranged for the two brothers first.
"Soldier?"
"Injuried?"
The eyes of the eldest father and eldest mother became evil, but many days have passed and they are not as anxious now as they were that day.
"Don't go into the mountains again!" the aunt warned sternly.
Yi Chuanzong nodded and took a sip of rice soup, "I won't go to the mountains anymore. I plan to go to the hospital to see others after get off work today."
The uncle's expression improved slightly at this time, and he said, "When I go there, I'll buy you some fruit or something."
Yi Chuanzong responded: "I know this, I just want to tell you. Should we use that ticket for lunch, or should I exchange it for flour and carry it back?"
The first man was holding the porridge and asked casually: "How much?"
Yi Chuanzong covered his face with the bowl, glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eyes, and said tentatively: "Three hundred catties."
"Ahem!"
"Ahem!"
The old man immediately choked on his drink and kept bending over and coughing.
Upon seeing this, Yi Chuanzong quickly reached out and patted his uncle on the back.
He actually felt that it was a bit much. It was really not much money, only ten yuan in total.
But that's if they can be purchased. Now the ration for an adult is only about 30 kilograms a month. How can it be possible to give food stamps for a year at a time?
Even if Zong Lie was a minor official, he wouldn't be able to give that much. He planned to go and ask questions today.
The old man also took a breath now. He looked over directly, "How much did you just say?"
Seeing how serious the old couple looked, Yi Chuanzong felt that he shouldn't say it all at once, "One hundred catties?"
The old man turned his head angrily and looked at the eldest mother, then turned around and shouted: "Don't be kidding, how much is it?" Gu Hao
Yi Chuanzong smiled coquettishly and said, "It's three hundred kilograms of fine grain stamps. I don't know why you were given so much. I plan to ask someone when I go there today."
The old man was silent for a while. Everything had happened. It was useless to say anything now. "Don't go into the mountains again!"
Yi Chuanzong said quickly: "Of course, I have promised it to Auntie!"
The first man nodded, "Get tickets for the ancestral lineage, and buy a catty of eggs for others when you go."
Materials have been scarce in the past three years, and eggs are very precious. Even if you have food stamps, you can't buy them, so you have to use egg stamps.
I knew that someone had sent me 300 kilograms of food stamps, so when I visited them, I couldn’t afford to just buy some fruit.
The aunt stared at Yi Chuanzong for a while, then got up and went to get the ticket.
Yi Chuanzong breathed a sigh of relief. This matter should have been settled. Now there are statistics on everything. You can't just buy whatever you want if you have tickets and money. Buying too much of anything will attract attention.
Fortunately, the system usually gave him very few tickets. Just like the two bottles of wine he bought in the past two days, it immediately emptied all the wine tickets in his pocket. Without tickets, he could not buy bottles of wine even if he had money.
Taking the egg ticket handed over by his aunt, Yi Chuanzong breathed a sigh of relief, "What about this ticket?"
The old man turned around and asked, "Do you still have any flour at home?"
The eldest mother replied directly: "It's enough for two meals."
"Then go to the grain and oil store and buy a bag of white flour."
"good!"
…
Half past six in the afternoon.
Yi Chuanzong arrived at the Third People's Hospital. He was holding a small net of apples in his left hand, a row of bananas hanging under a rope, and a dozen eggs in his right hand.
Looking at a female nurse walking leisurely in the corridor, Yi Chuanzong hurriedly greeted her, "Hello, which room is Zong Lie's ward?"
"Zonglie?"
The female nurse thought for a moment and said, "The one with the gunshot wound, right? He is in Ward 308, who are you?"
"Okay, thank you. I am his friend, and I came here to visit him this time." Yi Chuanzong said and raised the things in his hands.
The female nurse nodded, paused for a second on the egg, "You're welcome." After saying that, she left.
Yi Chuanzong also went upstairs directly. He looked up at the house number and found Ward No. 308 on the east side.
But he stopped when he reached the door. This ward was similar to Qin Huairu's ward at that time. Most wards at that time were like this.
Now there were not only two patients inside, there were four or five people standing in front of the hospital bed, and there were even people sitting inside. When he came to the door, the voices inside stopped suddenly.
For a moment, Yi Chuanzong didn't know whether he should go in now or wait until they finished talking.
squeak!
The ward door suddenly opened, and everyone inside stood up. There were nearly a dozen people, except for a middle-aged woman with a solemn posture, and the rest were all young men with upright postures.
Yi Chuanzong calmly looked at the people inside. When he saw a slightly handsome young man, he smiled and said, "Jing Yi, are you here too?" The two met in the health center of Miaofengshan Town and chatted.
for a while.
Jing Yi just nodded. He didn't seem to be in a very good mood right now.
Yi Chuanzong turned to look at the middle-aged woman and said with a smile: "You must be Zong Lie's mother, right? Hello, aunt."
Zong Lie's mother forced a smile and said, "Hello."
Yi Chuanzong smiled and nodded, placing the things on the table next to the door, "You guys talk first, I'll go out and wait."
Jing Yi said in a slightly lower voice: "No, we've finished talking." He turned to look at the hospital bed, "You take good care of yourself, time is tight, so we'll leave first."
"Okay, pay attention to safety and come back alive." Zong Lie's voice sounded from behind the crowd.