Meng Fanchun went out, got the urine bucket, grabbed a handful of snow, washed his hands, and then went into the doorman to ask if there was anything wrong with the mother and son at night.

"There is nothing wrong, it's very quiet all night." Brother Bing reported that even Guangming got up several times a night, he reported one by one.

Meng Fanchun nodded when he heard this and chatted with Brother Soldier for a while. He saw that the time was almost over, so he went to their room.

"Dongdong..." The knock on the door sounded again, and Meng Fanchun shouted outside, "Have you dressed?"

"No, no." She said so scared that she hurriedly, afraid that he would break in again.

"Then you put on your clothes and let it sound." Meng Fanchun said, looking at the closed door. The sound was much smoother, and it seemed that he had drunk water.

"Guangming, hurry up, hurry up, take the clothes over." She looked at Zhou Guangming nervously and anxiously and said.

"Oh! Oh!" Zhou Guangming took it from the edge of the kang in a panic, with his cotton jacket and cotton pants.

"Help me shake open the cotton jacket!" She looked at Zhou Guangming and ordered.

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming obediently stretched out his cotton jacket.

"Put it on the pillow." She then said, raising her head slightly.

Zhou Guangming understood this time, folded the hem of the cotton jacket twice and placed it on the pillow, stretching his sleeves.

"Good boy." She said with gentle eyes looking at Zhou Guangming.

She forced herself to put on her cotton jacket and buttoned her, then put on her cotton pants with great effort, fell weakly on the kang, gasping for breath, and cold sweat oozing through her forehead.

"Mom, are you okay?" Zhou Guangming looked at her nervously and asked nervously.

"It's okay, I'll just lie down for a while." She said weakly with her eyes deep and her lips were pale without a trace of blood.

At present, this body is not only a serious illness, but also an old disease and malnutrition. In short, one word is weak.

"Mom, you'll be fine when you eat. There are sorghum porridge, steamed buns and white flour steamed buns, which are very delicious." Zhou Guangming sucked his saliva and looked like a greedy cat.

I don’t blame the kids for being greedy, life is so hard.

"Push me and turn over and let me lie on the kang." She lay straight on the bed and looked at him and said.

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming used his breasts with both hands, and she grabbed the quilt spread under her body, and used force. The two of them tried hard to make Zhou Guangming "overturn" him.

She used her hands and feet to pull and pull Zhou Guangming, and then she climbed under the window with difficulty, and sat up against the wall with her hands. Fortunately, she was wearing a cotton jacket, otherwise her back would hurt.

She slowly raised her hand again, and her fingers trembled before she removed her braid like a chicken coop, using a finger to comb her dry, yellow and stubborn hair. Her rough and shriveled fingers kept shaking and barely braided a braid with cloth wrapped around the end of her hair.

But she was no longer able to tie it, "Guangming help me." She looked at Zhou Guangming and said.

"Okay!" Zhou Guangming tied the cloth strips briefly.

"Please come in!" She raised her eyes and said weakly at Zhou Guangming.

"Yeah!" Zhou Guangming looked at the door and shouted loudly, "Uncle, come in!"

Meng Fanchun pushed the door and walked in after hearing the sound, "Are you put it in?" Seeing that the abnormal flush on her face had receded, "It seems that it is not burning anymore, Guangming is very worried about you." As he said that, he sat on the edge of the kang, looking at her with a gentle look, "Touch your hand and I'll take your pulse."

She lowered her head and stretched out her hand tremblingly. Meng Fanchun sat inside again, holding her wrist with her left hand and taking her pulse with her right hand.

"How is my mother?" Zhou Guangming looked at him anxiously and asked with concern.

Meng Fanchun put down her thin wrist, which seemed to be broken, and then looked at Zhou Guangming, "I'm fine, I just need good care."

"Rehabilitation?" Zhou Guangming blinked his confused eyes, "What does it mean?"

"To be simple, just eat more delicious food." Meng Fanchun stood up with a smile, "Let your father buy you more delicious food to nourish your body."

"Oh!" Zhou Guangming understood this moment, but this suggestion made him a little scared. It seemed a bit difficult to find the father who always wanted to feed himself to the wolf.

Why is my father different from the ones I call him?

"Okay, let's go now!" Meng Fanchun looked at the two of them and said.

"Okay!" She lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, but the man moved gently and fell on the kang with a bang.

Meng Fanchun was startled, leaned forward and his hands were floating, looking at her and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" She shook her head slightly in panic, "It's fine!"

Zhou Guangming rushed over and helped her sit back with difficulty.

Meng Fanchun frowned. She was like this now, let alone leaving, it would be a problem to stand up.

Meng Fanchun looked at her wide cotton jacket and made her look more petite.

The clothes that are thin are as if they are hanging on their bodies, empty.

Meng Fanchun's eyes looked her from top to bottom, and when she looked at the two pairs of ripped and unfit shoes, her brows frowned even deeper.

She said anxiously, "I...I..." and said blamelessly, "It's useless."

"Don't be nervous! This is not your fault." Meng Fanchun looked at Zhou Guangming's cotton jacket standing on the kang, and his thin little hands tightly grasped her cotton jacket and looked at himself timidly.

"You guys are waiting here, I'll invite the principal over." Meng Fanchun decided without thinking.

She froze when she heard this, then shook her head like a rattle, "No, no! How can you make..." After hesitating, what should I call her? "The Grand Official is waiting for us?"

"The snow outside is too heavy. You guys are waiting here. I'll invite the principal here." Meng Fanchun blinked and looked at the two of them without saying anything. After saying that, she didn't give her a chance to speak, and turned around and left the room.

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Zhou Guangming looked at the direction of his departure, pulled her cotton jacket and said in a low voice, "Mom, what should he do if he is leaving?"

"Sit on the kang, covered with a quilt, and wait patiently." She then raised her head and looked at him and said.

Zhou Guangming sat cross-legged beside her, covered the quilt on her and her legs, held her cheeks with both hands and blinked her innocent eyes and looked at her, "Mom looks good."

"Good-looking?" she smiled, "You are the only one who says." Now it's no different from skeletons, and there is no question of health.

"What I said is true." Zhou Guangming said solemnly with a stern face.

"Haha..." She chuckled with eyebrows.

"Mom, you smiled as if flowers were blooming." Zhou Guangming said with his eyes shining at her.

"What's wrong today? I've wiped my honey from my little mouth." She looked at him with her eyes and smiled all over the corners of her eyes.
Chapter completed!