Chapter 126 125. Thoughtful
“Don’t dislike country food.” The uncle said.
Du Chuan said quickly: "It's already very good. Uncle, please sit down and eat something together."
Uncle waved his hand and said: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat first, I'll go and arrange a place for you to sleep tonight."
Du Chuan knew that this was because uncle and the others were reluctant to eat. The countryside was indeed not rich now, so they had to save some money on food.
When Du Chuan and the others were halfway through eating, their second uncle came over and said that grandpa was awake and asked them to go and take a look.
Du Chuan and the others quickly put down their chopsticks and came to the bed. They looked at their grandfather who had a somewhat painful face. When they saw him, they could recognize him at a glance. Du Chuan also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Did not dare to disturb grandpa any more. After saying a few words, Du Chuan and others went out first.
"Dad, what's the condition of grandpa?" Du Chuan pulled his father aside and asked.
It is not convenient for Du Chuan to ask directly about these things. He needs his father to ask.
"What else could it be like? I'm old. I was too tired before. Suddenly I fell ill. I can't hold on anymore." Father Du sighed while smoking.
Du Chuan was a little helpless when he heard this, but after thinking about it he said: "Dad, why don't you talk to your uncle and send your grandpa to the hospital? At least this can reduce some pain. ”
This little money is naturally not a problem for Du Chuan, but this kind of thing is not something he can decide.
But it requires the consent of my uncle and the others, even if my mother speaks.
Father Du obviously understood this, "Let me go and ask."
As he said that, he thought about it and said, "How much money did you bring here?"
Du Chuan gestured to bring the backpack beside him, "It's definitely enough."
Du's father nodded, then stretched out his hand and said, "Give me three hundred first."
Du Chuan I gave the three hundred yuan to my father, and then I saw my father pulling my uncle and uncle aside, not knowing what to say, and then secretly gave them the money.
The eldest and second uncle's faces were full of embarrassment, and finally sighed and accepted the money.
Then a donkey cart was covered with several layers of quilts, and then grandpa was carefully placed on the cart.
Since grandpa fell ill, they only visited the clinic in the commune, and they really didn’t have any money.
This time Du Chuan and the others did not go with them, but stayed here. Father Du and Mother Du went over to help take care of them.
"Thank you." The eldest cousin came over and said.
Du Chuan said unexpectedly: "What are you saying thank you for?"
"I saw it just now. Hey, it's not that we don't take grandpa to the hospital. First, we really don't have any money at home. , Now we still owe foreign debts, and on the other hand, grandpa is unwilling to go," Liu Zhiyuan explained.
After seeing Du's father give the money to his father and the others in private, he certainly knew what Du Chuan and the others meant, which was to save their face as much as possible outside.
Otherwise if people find out, they don’t know what they will say.
Although everyone does this, the son doesn’t want to take me to the hospital, but asks his daughter to pay for it. This is a bit embarrassing to say.
Du Chuan handed over a cigarette, "We just did what we should do, and you have been taking care of grandpa and the others for so many years. This can only be regarded as fulfilling your filial piety for my mother. ”
Du Chuan couldn't say anything more about this kind of thing.
Liu Zhiyuan took the cigarette and looked at it, a little reluctant to smoke it. This was a handful of cigarettes, different from the tobacco leaves he usually smoked. Upon seeing this, Du Chuan directly handed over a box of cigarettes in his hand, "I rarely smoke, so you can take it."
Liu Zhiyuan waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, I rarely smoke. "
Du Chuan said: "I still have some in my bag. You can give some to the people who come to help."
Liu Zhiyuan felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. He took it and just when Du Chuan was about to say something to Liu Zhiyuan, he suddenly heard the heartbreaking cries of children.
"I'm hungry, I want to eat, I don't care, I want to eat." A four or five-year-old boy shouted at the top of his lungs, while a young woman next to him slapped his buttocks hard, but It doesn't work at all.
Lao San and Lao Si stood on the side, looking a little at a loss. Even the clever Lao San didn't know what to do in the face of such a situation.
"You've got to see a joke. This is my eldest son. Hey, he's just a bit skinny." Liu Zhiyuan said with a forced smile.
Du Chuan looked at the child, then at the two aggrieved little guys beside him, and sighed in his heart, knowing that all the meals prepared today were for their family.
"Brother, where is your black market?" Du Chuan asked.
This time when he came here, Du Chuan only brought money, not food stamps or anything else. When he came, he was already in a hurry, and there were many things he didn't expect at all.
So Du Chuan had no choice but to buy food on the black market.
Liu Zhiyuan seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, "No, no, no, the food at home is enough. This kid just has itchy skin and needs a beating."
As he said this, he was a little angry. He walked over and tried to manually stop his eldest son from crying.
Du Chuan quickly grabbed him, "What are you doing?"
"There are so many of us here, and we have a lot to eat. No matter how much food your family has, it won't be enough. Let’s eat.”
“Okay, brother, listen to me, let’s go to the black market and buy some food. We can’t let the children go hungry, otherwise we won’t be able to stay here.”
After hearing Du Chuan's words, Liu Zhiyuan stopped pretending, but the expression on his face was very embarrassing.
Although they did not expect that the Du Chuan family would come over, so the food prepared at home was not enough, but in general, it was also because there was no food left at home.
"Listen to me, otherwise what will the people in the village think of us? Come here and eat up all the food in the relatives' homes and let them starve?" Du Chuan said.
Liu Zhiyuan sighed and finally agreed. Of course he couldn't bear to watch his son starve, but now that his family's situation is here, he can only feel wronged to his son.
As for themselves, they have already thought about eating less these days, or just finding some wild vegetables or something to fill their stomachs.
“But the black market is only available in the county town, and it won’t be available until early tomorrow morning.” Liu Zhiyuan said.
He is also familiar with this. In the past, some of the grain his family received from the production team would be sold on the black market.
Some people catch some hares, pheasants, etc. in the countryside. They are reluctant to eat them at home, so they sell them on the black market to make some money.
Du Chuan said: "Well, you call me tomorrow morning and we will go there together."
Liu Zhiyuan nodded and said nothing more this time, but for Du Sichuan, a relative, feels more close to him in his heart.
Originally, he thought that these relatives from the city and the capital would look down on them, but from beginning to end, nothing like this happened.
What Du Chuan and the others are doing now is to consider the problem from their perspective as much as possible and try not to make it difficult for them.
(End of this chapter)