Not long after Wang Yuting was born, her mother felt that Yuting's father, who was a cook, had no ability and earned less money, so she ran away with other men. Xiao Yuting was fed by her grandmother with a mouthful of rice and a spoonful of water. Dad worked in a hotel in Beijing for many years and rarely returned home. When Yuting was two years old, he turned a waitress at his hotel into Yuting's stepmother. Soon after, her mother gave birth to a younger brother to Yuting. After having a younger brother, the stepmother took Yuting as air, and there was nothing wrong with Yuting. Grandma was distressed by Yuting, so she took Yuting's sister-in-law, who was not yet married, led Xiao Yuting, moved from her rural hometown to the county town, and rented a small courtyard to settle down. Next door to that small courtyard is my second aunt's house, and my house is only two hundred meters away from the second aunt's house, it seems that in the darkness, God has arranged my fate with Yuting. Grandma Yuting has a hand to bake gluten, especially the layer of sauce brushed on the gluten, slightly sweet and spicy, permeated with the fresh aroma of cumin powder, the old far smell of this smell, people's Harazi came down. Relying on this unique job, Grandma raised Yuting and gave Yuting a warm home. It was also this baked gluten that held up my friendship with Yuting. At that time, her family's baked gluten stall was next to the Construction Bank opposite the Muslim Middle School where I was studying. Every day at noon, after school in the evening, a string of grilled gluten to relieve my hunger is my inevitable choice. At this time, I will fall for Wang Yuting, a classmate in my class. She stood behind the oven expertly roasting gluten. The calmness of the long slip of gluten on the grill, the dashing gesture of brushing the sauce, and the sunny face when collecting money to find money deeply attracted me. At the same time, I was attracted by Huang Jingwei and Liang Jiahui in my class. One after another, we became girlfriends who talked about everything and were inseparable. When I was admitted to high school, I, Huang Jingwei, and Liang Jiahui entered the county key middle school as they wished, but Wang Yuting was one point behind and "fell" to the ordinary high school. We are very sorry for her, but she smiled and comforted us in turn, what is this, as long as the same as the university entrance examination is not enough. The three years of high school are condensed. Especially in the graduating class, the mountains of books, the repeated examinations of all sizes, we almost became mechanical parts. The tension that was almost suffocating oppressed us, and it was particularly difficult to get together once. In a rare party, Yuting proposed that each of us should be equipped with a mobile phone, phone calls, videos, convenient contact and relieve the pain of missing. Looking at her WeChat, the video switched freely, and the three of us stretched our necks enviously. Don't ask, the money she bought for her mobile phone was earned by sneaking in to bake gluten. After the end of the college entrance examination, the three of us successively received notices from our favorite universities in the province. So they discussed going to Wang Yuting's house to gather to see which school she was admitted to, and to have a meal by the way. Who wants to pounce, Yuting's grandmother told us that Yuting was admitted to a university in the provincial city, due to the strict environmental protection inspection now, the gluten stall that maintains a livelihood can no longer be out, Yuting in order to earn tuition, went to Shanghai to work in the factory where her aunt worked as a summer worker. The three of us are good and no regrets. The second half of the sophomore year has passed the second half of the new year, and the school has not yet started, and the new crown pneumonia is raging. In order to avoid cross-infection, the school did not announce the opening of the school, so we had to hide at home, but the idea of meeting and reuniting with Yuting was still not realized. But at this time, we all have mobile phones, and everyone can video chat on the phone and pour out their thoughts to each other. But I found that Yuting, who had not been seen for a long time, was black and thin, and the original thin chin appeared to be more pointed, so I joked with her in pain, you have to eat more and rest, but you can't compare the thin yellow flowers to ah. She laughed, buddy is awesome, and save diet pills, how cost-effective. At the end of March, the national epidemic situation turned lighter, factories around the country resumed work, and the opening of schools was still far away. Yuting couldn't sit still. She told me on the phone that she was going to go to the Shanghai factory to "fish" again, so that she would not have to worry about eating and drinking after the school started. I couldn't find a suitable reason to stop her, only to persuade her to pay more attention to her body. About half a month later, when the thin one was almost out of shape, the pale Yuting suddenly appeared in front of me, which frightened me a lot. I grabbed her hand and hurriedly asked, what's going on! What's going on? Where is it uncomfortable?
She grinned, wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh out, her hand on her left armpit, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt. I did not dare to be sloppy, and quickly called Huang Jingwei and Liang Jiahui, and the three of them sent her to the county hospital together. The results of the examination came out quickly: valvular inflammation of the heart, which was already so severe that it was pleural and must be operated on as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. We hugged Yuting, who was lying weak in the hospital bed, and cried. The gravity of the matter is far beyond the reach of a few of our girls. We hurriedly informed all of Yuting's family. Yuting's father came with his wife. We had seen him for the first time in eight years, tall and strong; Empress Yuting's mother was fat like an tar bucket, and her scarlet lips seemed to have just drunk chicken blood. Soon, Grandma Yuting was also supported by Aunt Yuting, and she came trembling. As soon as the snow-white and messy grandmother entered the door of the ward, she hugged Yuting and cried, my bitter granddaughter, why do you have this disease... The stepmother pursed her blood-red lips, crying and crying, isn't it okay, look at which hospital to turn to. The doctor said that he had to go to the provincial hospital. We have all three simultaneous interfaces. My mother was very angry with us, how much does it cost to go to the big city?! Is money important or is saving children's lives important? Must go to the provincial hospital! The aunt angrily intimidated her. Grandma stopped crying, turned her head to look at Yuting's mother, you plan to buy a house for my grandson, the money is tight, the money for Yuting's medical treatment will be paid by me. At this time, Yuting, who was weak and weak, spoke, don't argue, give me my own medical treatment, money, I will come out by myself. My stepmother rolled her eyelids and didn't speak. Before getting into the transfer ambulance, the three of us surrounded Yuting, cheering her up, buddy be strong, we wait for your good news. Yuting had a smile on her face, weakly raised her small fist, and waved it in the air with great momentum.
*About the author: Yin Guoran, post-70s, Shenqiu people, love to read and write. Literary creations are dominated by novels and poems