Yaru was lying alone on the bed, hurting her leg by moving in a small area. Old Tan was asked by Director Wu to go drinking and had to come back later.
Yaru can now walk, but she needs to hold on to something or use crutches. As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break the bones, but if you want to be efficient, you can survive three dog days, so don't worry.
Of course, Yaru is not in a hurry. With the experience last time, she can now settle down and take care of her.
I don't know when it started to rain outside. The fine raindrops drifted in with the wind, and there was a coolness and moisture in the ward.
Yaru sat up from the bed, held the edge of the bed and moved to the window. She wanted to close the window, but when she was wet by raindrops, the refreshing coolness made her change her mind.
How wonderful, so refreshing and comfortable.
She stood there and looked into the night rain, but she couldn't see the rain. She could only hear the whispering sound of the rain whispering like a lover, and she was in a daze for a moment.
Unlike Wang Shulan, who had grown up in the city and had a lot of experience and rich emotions, she would think of nothing because of this warm night rain. She didn't think about anything, she was just intoxicated for a moment, very pure, and her soul was at peace.
She seemed to hear the rustle of corn leaves in the rain in the cornfield to the north of the back yard, and saw the raindrops gently pouring down the cherry blossoms on the corn cobs, and the golden corn kernels fell out.
She seemed to hear the frog croaking in the cornfield, saying goodbye to summer. Because in autumn it stopped croaking and began to look for a place to sleep for the winter.
When she was a child, she asked her father why the frogs stopped croaking in autumn. Her father said that the frogs were tired after crowing all summer and should take a rest.
Haha, what is rest? It’s just a lie. They are preparing for hibernation.
She remembered that when she was at home, she would often be in a daze on rainy nights like this. She was still a girl at that time, and her pure heart didn't know what to think. She just looked at the rain with melancholy and sentimentality.
Whenever I was so dazed that I forgot to sleep, my mother would shout: "Have you lost your soul? Go to sleep on the bed and turn off the lights!"
Then my father obediently pulled out the light cord, and the room fell into darkness. I could only hear the quiet but annoying sound of rain rustling outside the window------
She was a little tired from standing, and her injured legs were numb. But she didn't want to go back to bed yet, so she turned around and tiptoed to push the chair over and sit down in front of the window.
Yesterday was Saturday. My son called and said that he had gone back to Fuxin to visit his grandparents. When he asked her how she was doing, she said she was fine and would go back during the August Festival. The son said that they would have a holiday during the August Festival and would go to his grandma's house to accompany her.
Unexpectedly, my son is now twenty-three, and I still feel that he has not grown up. I always see him as a child.
She didn't tell her son that her leg was broken, nor did she tell her last time, nor did she tell her parents, so as not to worry them. She thought that when she went back, everything would be fine, and they wouldn't be able to tell.
My father is seventy this year and my mother is sixty-eight. They are already old. I went back and persuaded the old couple to stop planting crops this year to celebrate the New Year. They also stopped raising pigs. They contracted out the land and worked on the garden at home to raise a few pigs.
A chicken is pretty good. What else can I do after a lifetime of doing this? It’s time to enjoy it.
I guess dad can listen, but mom can't. It's also interesting that these two people are interesting. A few years ago, dad had the final say and could control the sky with one hand, while mom listened and listened. Now it's the other way around, mom has the final say.
, Dad just listens and hits wherever he is told without any complaints.
I guess people are like that when they get old, otherwise how can we say that husband and wife are companions when they grow old, supporting each other half the time.
To be honest, when she first got married, she hated the old couple, who had to ask her to find a partner at home, but what happened? She found someone who didn't do a good job, gambling or whoring outside, and raising the children by herself.
At that time, she would rather stay in the shop than go back to her parents' house, which made her mother wipe her tears at home, and her father felt uncomfortable even though he didn't say anything. Of course she doesn't hate her now, but when she thinks about it, she hates herself for being young and ignorant.
Fortunately, my parents are both in good health and have nothing wrong with them. This is a blessing.
The rain is falling, neither heavy nor light, and pattering.
This should be the last rain this summer. It will be autumn tomorrow and the weather will get colder, she thought.
It's cool now, so I don't have to sweat all the time and feel uncomfortable with clothes clinging to my body. Fortunately, I can go to the toilet by myself, otherwise I would have to be supported by Lao Tan, which would be embarrassing and inconvenient every time.
It's strange, I didn't feel any embarrassment when I was serving him, but why did he feel embarrassed when I was serving him? I feel embarrassed even though we all slept in the same bed, hehe.
It looks like he is fine, just like a normal person.
Oops, actually think about it, it’s just like a doctor treating a patient, who cares about the gender? It’s the same as soon as you lie down on the hospital bed, it’s just a lump of flesh.
I owe Lao Tan a lot in this life. I didn't become a family with him at the beginning, and I even ignored him. When I got divorced, they still arranged a job for me and took care of me when I was sick. That's all.
To be honest, he doesn't want to look for her now, because he feels sick and doesn't want to be a burden to others. If he wanted to look for her, it would be easy, and Wang from Beijing would always be the most suitable.
Wait for yourself------Hey, what should I say? If you missed it at the beginning, you missed it. There is no point in thinking about it. Cherish what you have now.
"Aren't you asleep yet?"
The sound of opening the door softly was followed by Lao Tan's voice, which startled Yaru.
"No, why are you back so early?" Yaru turned around and asked.
"It's good to have a drink, it's a rainy day." Lao Tan put his umbrella behind the door, and then came to Yaru.
"People drink only when it rains." Yaru said.
"I drank a lot. They all knew I was sick, so no one tried to persuade me. We left when it rained. I'll treat them to a meal when we are discharged from the hospital."
"It should."
"I thought you were asleep, so be careful when opening the door."
"I haven't slept yet. It's raining and it's cool. It's comfortable to sit here."
"It's ten o'clock, go to sleep."
Lao Tan leaned down to help Yaru, and Yaru stood up without moving. She put her hands on Lao Tan's shoulders and looked at him gently with her eyes.
Lao Tan felt embarrassed when he was looked at and said, "What are you looking at? You haven't seen it?"
"You're in good spirits today."
Lao Tan said: "I feel refreshed after drinking." Then he said: "Don't smoke you, you smell like alcohol."
Yaru deliberately leaned forward, letting the two towering mountains press against Lao Tan's chest.
A warm feeling came over him, and Lao Tan's throat began to feel dry.
"Don't irritate me, I'm drinking-"
Yaru's warm gaze turned into a charming smile. The hands on Lao Tan's shoulders slowly moved back and slowly hugged Lao Tan's neck.
"I just like you drinking."
"boom--"
These words were more effective than aphrodisiacs, and Lao Tan was instantly aroused.
The man domineeringly embraced the already limp woman into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her------
For a long time, my lips parted.
Both of them were panting for a long time, and the cool rain could not restrain the sharply rising ambiguous heat, and their eyes were blurred.
"Take me to bed." Yaru's murmuring voice whispered into Lao Tan's ears, like the fire of passion.
Lao Tan picked up Yaru, walked to the bed in three steps and put her down gently, then straightened up reluctantly.
"Not now, wait until you get better." Lao Tan calmed down and said.
"It can be done." Yaru's face turned red and she said reluctantly.
"How can I fix the cracks in my bones when I'm so fussy? Besides, what should I say when the doctor asks, saying you let a pig hump you?"