The oil gourd came home, and Xiaohua was seriously ill

More than a year has passed, Xiaohua has paid off the money for the oil gourd, for more than a year, no one knows how she came to live, almost did not sleep a good night every day, went to the field in the early morning, when the sun came out, she had been busy going home, to sell fruit, no one cared about her pregnant woman, she did not care about the child in her belly, the child without an umbrella, she could only run desperately, she entrusted the eldest and second eldest to her mother-in-law, with her father and sisters getting up early and walking on the road to Lingshan again and again, pulling back coal from where she was, pulling back fruit, Pulled back the vegetables. What makes money, she says she sells.

Taking out her previous savings and adding the money she earned, she finally paid it back. The policeman who handled the case admired this stubborn and industrious rural woman very much, and even became friends with her, and later, when Xiaohua encountered difficulties and asked him for help, he could help.

The money is finished, the small flower is thin and out of the human form, thinner than before marriage, but the stomach is very contentious, bigger than the last two times, others say that this time must be a big fat boy, she also hopes that this family especially hopes to have a son, her mother also hopes to be a son.

The third elder was almost born on the road, and before the little flower could be on the kang, he was born on the ground in the house. The child is surprisingly big, but it is a daughter, a small flower, very disappointed, and the mother-in-law and mother are also a little uncomfortable. This means that what little flowers have to continue to grow.

Xiao Hua'er has never given up inquiring about the whereabouts of the oil gourd, she thinks that he went to a relative or friend, but there is still no news. She never imagined that the oil gourd would hide in the troops.

In the end, it was the oil gourd with a thousand knives one day that sent a letter to the old man's family, and also attached a remittance slip. Only then did I know that he had gone to distant Xinjiang and was still serving in the army, living freely, and Xiaohua really wanted to cry and laugh, and she was eager to catch him back and beat him fiercely and slap him twice.

Xiao Hua'er wrote back to him, telling him that things were understood and asking him to hurry home.

After receiving the letter, the oil gourd ignored the secretary's retention, bought a ticket and rushed home. Before leaving, the director of the department repeatedly told him that if the family was not doing well, let him return to the army and take his wife and children with him, he would make arrangements, there was a lot of work to do in the army, and how many people were welcome. He also had a hundred big dishes to teach the oil gourd. Unfortunately, the oil gourd, who has never returned, has never returned to Xinjiang and lost contact with the secretary general.

When the oil gourd returned home and saw the skinny little flower and the child he had not met, he was really ashamed and embarrassed, and he might have made a good vow to his wife and children in his heart.

Coincidentally, the next day when he came back, Xiaohua'er fell ill, and the problem of heartache was committed again, this time it was particularly severe, and between xiaohua'er curled up on the kang and played a few rolls, only the qi was left, and there was no breath out. The frightened oil gourd hurriedly carried the small flower on his back and went to the county hospital.

The doctor is also helpless, going to the city hospital is afraid that it is too late, and the oil gourd begs the doctor to think of a way. He couldn't watch The Little Flower die, even if it was a dead horse as a living horse doctor, if something happened, he was not a bad doctor.

Looking at the half-dead little flower, the doctor brought a bunch of medicine for a while, almost a bunch, let it go down, and then looked at the destiny.

Not long after eating the medicine, the little flower hummed out, and after a while began to cry out that she was hungry, and the oil gourd quickly bought porridge to feed her. Later, Xiao Hua'er had the strength to go to the toilet. In the past for a long time, the little flower that came out of the toilet said that she was fine, the doctor came to check, the little flower was embarrassed to say, she pulled out a lot of roundworms, a clump, the stomach did not hurt. The doctor laughed, and sure enough, he touched it right, and said that he would fight the worm once a year in the future, and the children were also there, telling her that she was okay and could leave.

On the way home, got off the bus, the oil gourd had to carry her back, the two people in the breeze, talking about themselves, slowly returned home, since then the life of the oil gourd and the little flower began a new chapter.