The two of them sat on chairs in the hospital lobby and finished the fried rice on their hands.
Zhang An went to the doctor to inquire about the situation. It would take more than two hours to complete the bone setting and put the cast on.
After looking around, there was no place where he needed to help in the hospital, so Zhang An thought of going to the street to sell cherries before returning.
"Brother Shuanglin, it's still early for my sister-in-law. I'll go to my friend's place. Since my sister-in-law doesn't need to be hospitalized, I'll come to pick you up before three o'clock."
Zhang An estimated the time, and he would be back in about two or three hours.
"Okay, if you have anything to do, go ahead and get busy. We've got nothing to worry about here."
Zhou Shuanglin originally wanted to give Zhang An some money to buy a bottle of water or a popsicle to cool down, but the weather outside was really too hot.
But Zhang An refused without thinking. He told Zhou Shuanglin that they were all members of his own family and it was okay to save money when traveling, so there was no need to be so polite.
Zhang An's words moved Zhou Shuanglin to the point of being moved. Not only did he help to send him to the hospital, but he was also very busy, and he also considered saving money for his family.
This favor is not an ordinary one. Normally people will help bring it here. You have to deal with it for food and drink. Otherwise, it will be unreasonable after word spreads, and no one will be willing to help you next time.
Zhang An doesn't care about this. Even if he changes his family in a few days, Zhang An will do this. Everyone in the village is not in good condition, so it would be nice to help save a little.
In addition, Zhou Shuanglin’s family has a good relationship with him.
His son Zhou Yang and Zhang An were classmates from elementary school to junior high school, and they have always had a close relationship.
Although the two have always been classmates, since childhood, every time Zhou Yang saw him, he would call him Uncle An, Uncle An.
There is no way, Zhang An is senior, Zhou Yang's grandma is Zhang An's cousin, she is relatively close to her.
When he was young, Zhou Yang used to call Zhang An by his first name, but after being caught and lectured by Zhou Yang's grandmother several times, he kept calling him uncle.
At that time, Zhang An was in trouble. Every time Zhou Yang would not call him uncle, but only call him by his first name, he would complain to Zhou Yang's grandmother. Therefore, Zhou Yang was always being taught a lesson by his grandmother.
I still don’t know that it was Zhang An who filed a black complaint later.
But later, when both of them grew up, Zhou Yang got used to calling Zhang An uncle, but Zhang An became unaccustomed to it. He told Zhou Yang every time that it was enough to call him by his name, and there was no need to call him uncle.
It is true that some children have a certain temperament, and this is probably a kind of psychological superiority.
Rural people care too much about the etiquette of this title. No matter what they think in their hearts, they never want to be criticized by others. Especially the elderly at home are afraid that if they fail to do a good job, their reputation will be ruined, especially for this kind of name.
between relatively close relatives.
Of course, apart from the old woman's house diagonally across the door, Zhang An didn't have a good impression of their family as a family. When he was a child, the dead old woman often quarreled with his mother and cursed at every turn. The most outrageous thing about this old woman was that she often made people curse.
Their family will never survive in this life.
Zhang An drove to the place where cherries were sold before. On the way there, he took out several baskets of cherries from the space and placed them on the car seat.
My family has been spending a lot of money recently, so I need to get some money to make up for it. I can't just go out and not go out all the time, or I'll be left with nothing.
But today's business was unexpectedly good. People were coming and going under the overpass. Zhang An didn't expect that as soon as he put the cherries out, a group of people gathered around him before he even started shouting.
He still had impressions of many of them and had come to buy them before.
He sells space cherries for six yuan a pound, the same price as last year.
But even so, there are still many people buying. Although some people still come to Zhang An to negotiate the price, this is probably because they find it interesting. It doesn't matter whether they can bargain or not. What is important is that they have negotiated the price.
The result is not important, just enjoy the process.
This may be related to the fact that the weather is too hot. Now is the real summer. Most of the cherries have been sold out, and only a few late-maturing varieties are still hanging fruits on the trees.
Zhang An was on the roadside when he saw an older lady selling cold noodles. He got a little greedy, so he bought a bowl of cold noodles and ate them while selling them beside the car. It was so refreshing to eat on a hot day.
In more than an hour, all three baskets of cherries that Zhang An brought out were sold out. Many people asked Zhang An if there were any more. Then Zhang An brought out another basket, which was all picked up in a few seconds.
You can't take them out anymore. The back seat of your pickup truck can only hold three or four baskets at most, and it's almost time. You have to go back to the county hospital to pick up Brother Shuanglin and his wife.
Thinking of the cold skin he had just eaten, Zhang An ran to the farmer's market for a stroll. He bought a few kilograms of cold skin from a noodle stall in the vegetable market. The weather outside was too hot, so the cold skin would not fit well in the car, so
Zhang An threw it into the space and left it there.
After eating it myself, I wanted to buy some for my parents to try too. If my family wanted to eat this food, they would have to go to the town to buy it, so Zhang An wanted to buy more.
Then I went to the store and bought two cans of canned fruit. Zhang An bought this for Sister-in-law Zhou.
Generally, when a relative or friend in the village is sick or injured, everyone will bring something to visit. Anyway, when they see it, they buy two cans and take it back to my mother for a visit.
Most people choose to bring canned food when visiting patients, so Zhang An followed suit.
It was just after two o'clock when Zhang An arrived at the county hospital, and he quickly found Zhou Shuanglin and his wife.
The plaster on Sister-in-law Zhou's leg has now been put on and bandaged.
But the doctor was giving medical orders to the two of them, and then they had to go get the medicine. Although after Zhang An left, the doctor had asked Zhou Shuanglin to pay the medical bills, but after prescribing the medicine, they still had to go to the window to check out and refund more.
Supplement less.
After sitting in the hospital lobby for half an hour or so, it was already done over there.
After the doctor has finished explaining what they need to pay attention to, when to come back for a review, etc.
Zhang An helped Brother Shuanglin help Sister-in-law Zhou into the car, and the group was ready to go back.
Although it is said that Sister-in-law Zhou will not be able to go to the ground for a long time in the future, after all, her muscles and bones will be broken for a hundred days.
But this result is already very good. At least you don’t need to be hospitalized. Otherwise, hospitalization will cost a lot of money, and someone at home will have to take care of you.
When you return home, at least you won't have to bear extra expenses, and it will be much easier to take care of.
Zhang An drove much slower on the way back. It was a special situation in the morning and we had to race against time. Now that we are not in a hurry, we should drive slowly. Safety is still the most important thing.
When they arrived at the village, Zhang An sent people to the gate of Zhou Yang's house before leaving.
Zhang An returned home and handed the cold skin and canned food he bought to his mother.
"Have you eaten? How about I make you something to eat?"
When Wang Fang saw Zhang An coming back soon, she first asked her son if he had eaten.
"Mom, we already bought food on the street, there's no need to cook."
"Mom, take these two bottles of canned food to see Sister-in-law Zhou in the evening, and bring some duck eggs. I'll make this cold noodle later. I'll make a cold noodle with red oil chili. We also have root and spring onions in our vegetable garden.
, I’ll make some to mix with and eat at night.”
Wang Fang took what Zhang An handed over. She didn't say that Zhang An liked to spend money randomly, because Zhang An's family made a lot of money this year.
Then he remembered Mrs. Zhou who went to the hospital and asked Zhang An.
"Is your sister-in-law okay?"
"The situation is not too bad. Although the bone is broken and the doctor put a plaster on it, the best result is not to be hospitalized. I can go home and recuperate, but I won't be able to go to the ground in a short time. The crops in the field will have to be grown on both sides this year."
Brother Lin is alone."
"Hey, what can I do? This person's bad luck has happened to him. He has been injured for a hundred days. He needs to take a good rest. It's good to come back. It's more convenient to do anything at home. You can find it yourself.
Take some herbs for bone injuries."
After Zhang An rested at home, he took the hoe to the vegetable garden to dig up the root of the ear.
Coriander root, coriander, and chives are all indispensable.
Zhang An dug these roots from the mountains and buried them in the garden after he couldn't finish eating them. I didn't expect them to grow so well. In the past, it was too troublesome to dig them out of the mountains every time he wanted to eat them. But now they are better.
If you want to eat, just go to the garden with a hoe and dig.
Of course we had cold noodles for dinner that night, and Zhang An mixed a bowl full of cold noodles.
It was filled with red oil chili made by Wang Fang himself, and Zhang An added a lot of chopped root and coriander, as well as some sauerkraut.
In Zhang An's eyes, this is a rare delicacy in the world.
Zhang An tastes better than the ones sold by the elder sister on the street. The reason is that Zhang An's red oil chili is made by Wang Fang himself.
She has her own special recipe for making this red oil chili. Not only does it taste delicious, it just smells delicious.
Anyone in the village who is hosting a banquet will ask her to help make a pot of oily chili.
In the past, when Wang Fang made red oil chili, he just used oil and chili, adding peanuts and fried beans at most. But now that the conditions at home are better, Zhang An would buy some meat and cut it into minced meat every time he cooked red oil chili.
Cook together.
So now Zhang An’s red oil chili can be used as a seasoning or directly with rice.