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"Mom, I want an egg roll."
"Mom, I want to read comic books."
"Dad, I want fried corn."
"Dad, I want to eat sour tricolor."
"Brother, itchy back"
"My feet are itchy"
The above requirements, at the beginning, are all agreed.
After Zhao Xuejun woke up, he turned into a difficult spirit. As long as you are awake, you must assign people, make demands, and play rogues. In the beginning, everyone was obedient and obedient. Even when Zhao Xuejun said he wanted the moon, Zhao Xuewen, Zhao Xuebing would immediately turn into a superman and go up to pick it off. But after he stayed in the hospital for a month, if he opened his mouth, he would definitely be scolded.
"Zhao Xuejun, be more honest! If you keep messing around, I will beat you to death!" Gao Juzi angrily wiped the face of the lost son with a hot towel. The elderly patients in the ward, as well as the patient's family members laughed happily, watching the Zhao family tease the young patient.
Zhao Xuejun was leaning on the pillow depressed, the quilt was rolled up, and he was holding a can of orange petals in his hand, eating one bite at a time. This month, Koufu really enjoyed a lot, such as malted milk, various canned food, egg rolls, snacks, and luncheon meat. There are gifts from the family members of the driver who caused the accident, transportation companies, mothers and friends, fathers and friends, and the godfather always buys egg rolls every day. Even Teacher Qiao from the class came to give away a net bag of duck pears. When she learned that Zhao Xuejun had to suspend school for a semester, and thought that Zhao Xuejun might repeat the grade when she went to school in the future, Teacher Qiao shed a few tears. She encouraged Zhao Xuejun to fight against the disease, persevere to the end, and keep learning. After encouraging her, she politely asked Gao Juzi if she could get a bicycle ticket. After being rejected, under Gao Juzi's rolling eyes quietly, she left sadly and never came back.
In front of Zhao Xuejun, the family members pretended to be happy talking and laughing. Zhao Xuejun knew that the family members were not happy. Especially her mother, Gao Juzi, who has been in the hospital for a month, and no one has ever been to my grandma's house, let alone bring money, not even someone who brought a bag of steamed buns for a walk around. Zhao Jianguo really thought about it this time. He comforted Juzi. To put it bluntly, money is what it is. No matter how expensive it is, there is something that can¡¯t be exchanged. Nothing is as important as family. You gave me such a good son, and I, Zhao Jianguo, are content.
After packing up Zhao Xuejun's things, Gao Juzi collected his son's dirty clothes, bowls for dinner, and bottles of infusion fluid and put them in his bag.
"Junjun, your father will come later, can you do it yourself?" Gao Juzi turned to his son when he walked to the door.
Zhao Xuejun waved happily: "Mom, go quickly, I'm fine, I won't hang the bottle this afternoon."
"Then you promise mom that you won't go to the ground."
"I promise, I don't even have shoes. What are you doing, bye, Mom!"
Smiling and shaking her head, Gao Juzi left the ward with her things. When she pushed the cart to the hospital gate, she saw her elder sister Gao Pingguo and younger brother Gao Guolin. Gao Juzi trembled suddenly. At this moment, she wished to throw the pile of things in her hand on the face of her family and ask: What exactly do I, Gao Juzi, owe you? Can't I go too far as a human being?
Gao Pingguo's face was embarrassing, she rolled down the big sleeves of her old padded jacket, freed her hands, and grabbed the handlebars of Gao Juzi's bicycle: "Orange, Orange, listen to my sister, I'm sorry , I will apologize to you!"
After Gao Pingguo finished speaking, he really knelt down. The people at the entrance of the hospital rushed over, Gao Juzi saw that it was too embarrassing, and said in a low voice, "Get up first, let's talk over there."
"Hey." Gao Pingguo stood up quickly, and followed her sister to a leeward corner near the hospital.
The three siblings stood blankly for a while, Gao Guolin took out a cloth handkerchief from his arms, and held it out to Gao Juzi. Gao Juzi took it and opened it, and it was full of 10 cents, 20 cents, 50 cents bills, and even some 1 cent, 5 cent change. But no matter how big the pile of things looked like, when put together, Gao Juzi was estimated to be less than two hundred yuan. An angry Gao Juzi lifted up the handkerchief and threw it out. The coins hit the wall with a dull sound Gao Apple knelt down again.
"Orange, don't, it's all my fault. Years ago, the baby's father got sick, and I borrowed the rest of the money. He has tuberculosis, and the doctor said it was hopeless. You said my sister is a woman with five children. , what should I do in the future. Poor baby." Gao Pingguo burst into tears.
Gao Juzi also cried: "Your baby is delicate, isn't our army? I'll send a telegram and wait for money to save my life. One telegram didn't work, I sent five telegrams, and you have no money, at least someone can give me a word." , don't ask me to count on it? Sister, how can I feel sorry for you, why don't I just marry a city man?That¡¯s right, I bought too much in a hurry, and you can see that it¡¯s all here. It's all good things, good things that don't need tickets. "
Zhao Xuejun flipped through it, and asked the price patiently, ranging from clothes to socks, he asked about everything, and Gao Juzi happily talked to his son. The couple were talking happily, when the female workers from the handicraft factory rushed in, biting one orange sister, and then looking at the things they asked to bring.
A female worker was holding a one-piece dress, trembling with excitement, she gestured for a while, and asked Gao Juzi: "Sister Orange, how much is this dress?"
Gao Juzi was about to open his mouth, when Zhao Xuejun said loudly with a smile: "Auntie, I know, my mother said it would cost forty yuan! Oh my god, it's so expensive!"
"Isn't it expensive? This is a Shanghai product. Last year someone brought me a small coat, which cost seventy-nine yuan. My mother said, I can wear that coat for the rest of my life!" The female worker is a foreigner.
Gao Juzi was dumbfounded, and stared blankly at her son. The female worker was very satisfied, she went into the back room to wear it, and attracted a whole family of guests to praise her. In this era, going to Shanghai is like going to Hong Kong now. The clothes sold by the four supply and marketing cooperatives in Wanlin City are either gray, blue, or fabric. There are such western-style things there. The female worker was so rare that she quickly took out the money, stuffed it into Gao Juzi's hand, and left happily.
Gao Juzi sat on the bed foolishly, looking at his bastard son, selling five yuan sandals for eight yuan, men's artificial leather leather jackets for thirty-five, he dared to sell them for sixty, and western-style flared pants for fifteen Yes, he said thirty-five. The pile of things was looted in less than an hour, and those who didn't get it in the end were so angry that everyone wrote notes to Gao Juzi, asking her to buy it back next time.
"Son, what are you doing?" After sitting blankly for a while, Gao Juzi finally came to her senses. Seeing Zhao Xuejun who had collected the money and handed it to him, she almost died of fright. She stretched out her hand to hit it, but she couldn't bear it, her hand holding the money kept shaking.
"Mom, you go to Shanghai with a public car. If you think about it, how much will it cost for them to go by themselves? Besides, things in Shanghai are so rare. Mom I read your list. According to your calculations , when we grow up, you will probably have to work for three hundred years."
"Really?" Gao Juzi asked hesitantly.
"Really, three hundred years, mom, unless you want to be a fairy, otherwise, you really can't earn that much. So, you can only do this now." Zhao Xuejun looked sincere.
"This is speculation, son, if you are not careful, you will be sent to prison."
"But didn't the radio say these days, to invigorate and promote the market economy, mom, I don't understand, isn't making money the economy?"
Gao Juzi hesitated for a while, but still hit her son a few times, but she was not willing to use any force. After the beating, she sat on the bed to count the money and reconcile the account. Right, I stayed again. After digging out the principal of more than 300 yuan, she made 270 yuan. This is five or six months' salary That money is really burning hands. The burnt high oranges have not eaten well or slept well for several days. Turning the corner, I asked her to bring clothes and goods. Some people even gave the money directly Gao Juzi, who was born as a farmer and had been doing his duty all his life, was at a loss in early 1984 She felt that if she went on like this, the listed happiness would not be so difficult to achieve .
She went out, saw the big Shanghai, met the western-style big city people, and she met those big Shanghai people who walked through the streets and alleys to do business. She has seen the self-confidence of the people in that city. She has witnessed the prosperity of that city bordering the world. It is not uncommon to do business and engage in economy there. However, in the small Wanlin City far away in the Taihang Mountains, everything there It's all like a dream, illusory but like a mirage.
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Twelve is correcting mistakes. I am afraid that you will be disappointed all the time, so I changed it in advance. There are several loopholes in this article. So, I'm a sloppy. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com