They turned around and left. Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to send it out, Director Zhao walked into the ward, took out a thousand yuan from his bag and handed it to Zhang Zuhua and said, "There is not much money, you can buy a nutritional supplement or something..." After repeated refusals, her phone rang. She forced the money under Zhang Zuhua's bed and hurriedly left. Zhang Xiaoqiang chased him out and gave it to him.

As soon as he returned to the ward, someone from Wu Qingwei's company came. He carried a big bag and the person from the visitor explained to Zhang Zuhua: "Originally our boss was coming, but he was on a business trip temporarily, so he entrusted us to visit you..." After a while of concern for his well-being, the man hurriedly left. Zhang Xiaoqiang was taken out of the elevator.

Back at the ward, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed and said to his father: "The attitude on the property management in the park is pretty good, and it is also a kindness and righteousness!" As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward rang and two people walked in. They were very tall and fat, and were holding gifts in their hands. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up and exclaimed: "Uncle! Youqing!"

The visitors were Zhang Jinghua, branch secretary of Zhangjia Village, and Zhang Youqing, branch committee member. They retained the solemnity, sympathy and seriousness that they usually visit patients. When they saw Zhang Xiaoqiang, they nodded symbolically, and then tilted their heads to Zhang Zuhua lying on the hospital bed.

Zhang Jinghua grabbed Zhang Zuhua's hand and said, "Fifth Brother, how are you in good health?"

Zhang Zuhua unconsciously held Zhang Jinghua's hand and said, "It's great... Why are you here? You are all so busy..."

Zhang Jinghua said: "No matter how busy you are, you have to come and see you... I only heard about this... Is it so badly? How is the operation going?"

Zhang Youqing also ran over and took Zhang Zuhua's hand and said, "Grandpa Fifth, how do you feel? You work a lot in the village, which is worthy of our trust. If something happens to you, our work has become very passive..."

Zhang Zuhua said: "Oh, I didn't expect this to happen. I have never been convinced in my life. I always feel in good health. Who knew that when I was old, I let the ice chips on the road bury me for a while..."

Zhang Jinghua said: "Yes, something that no one expected... I am old and old, and my legs are not so flexible... But fortunately, I just kowtowed my legs, kowtowed my head, and kowtowed my waist, which was even more troublesome..."

Zhang Zuhua said: "Yes, who said no! If you suffer a little pain, you should suffer a little pain. This is how life should be..."

Zhang Jinghua said: "Fifth brother, don't say anything discouraged. It's no big deal. It hurts the muscles and bones for three months, and it's better to raise it..."

Zhang Youqing also said: "Yes...but, this time you have given us an important lesson... You can't work too seriously in the future..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled. Zhang Zuhua smiled and said, "Oh, I have such a temper for the rest of my life. You guys don't know that even if I hit you ten or eight times, I won't be careless at work..."

Zhang Jinghua also smiled and said, "That's right, you will never change your true nature... You have to raise it well. After you get better, you have to continue working. I have always been used to working with you. It's really not possible without you..."

Zhang Zuhua sighed and said, "Well, let's talk about it. The most important thing now is to take good care of the disease..."

Zhang Jinghua and Zhang Youqing both praised in unison: "If you think so, that's right... It's hard to buy a healthy body when you are old, and your body is the most important thing..."

After chatting and greeting each other for a while, Zhang Jinghua and Zhang Youqing stood up and said goodbye. Before leaving, each of them gave Zhang Zuhua 200 yuan. Zhang Zuhua refused. Zhang Xiaoqiang chased him out and said, "It's great that you can come to see my father so far. It's still a lot of money. How can this be done!" The two of them said without saying a word and stuffed the money into Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands. Zhang Xiaoqiang had to thank them for a lot and watch them leave.

At this time, there were only Zhang Zuhua, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wang Maoshu in the ward. The patient Lu Kangkang went out for a walk when he was free. Wang Maolin naturally couldn't stand the loneliness and hid in the stairwell to smoke, or rushed to someone else's ward to discuss some right and wrong.

After a while of silence, Zhang Xiaoqiang said to his father: "I really didn't expect our village secretary and committee to come to see you!" His tone was full of doubts.

Zhang Zuhua sighed and said, "Yes, I can't figure it out, right?...I'm a big street, he is a senior leader, not a relative, and has nothing to do with each other. How can I work together like what they said!... Just because they are the party branch in the village, I am an old party member, everyone needs to unite... Living to such an age and wandering all their lives. So far, the identity of "old party member" is my only value..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a lot of emotion. His father's words made him somewhat recall his father's unpleasant past. So he got up to pack the gifts on the ground, and then walked out the door. He wanted to go out for some breath, so he turned around and walked to the elevator.

Wang Maolin was still smoking in the corridor. The long smoke rushed up and down with the cold wind. The pungent smell was restlessly passing through the spring door of the corridor, colliding and escaping to the elevator. Several women reached out to pounce on the smoke and coughed unconsciously.

Wang Maolin talked happily with another cigarette friend as if nothing had happened. He saw him clamping the cigarette roll on his lips and asked casually in ambiguous words: "So, are you a professional escort?"

Another man lowered his head and blew the ash and replied: "Yes, I've been doing this for several years..."

Wang Maolin asked: "How is this industry!"

Another person replied: "This industry is not a job that people do. It mainly depends on time. It can also make people suffer... I have to make food, buy vegetables, take shit and urinate, and meet a patient who competes with you. I will use you to do it, and I will make people dizzy, just like someone's own son, making people not like people... If it weren't for money, I wouldn't do this job... We don't have any education or skills, so children need to use money to go to school, so they have to find a way..."

Wang Maolin asked again: "Where is the income?"

The man pondered and replied, "Income? It's okay for me, 150 yuan a day... In addition, if it is done, you can also share the food expenses of 30 yuan a day with the patient..."

Wang Maolin held a cigarette with his right hand and calculated with his left hand, and muttered something: "One hundred and five a day a day, and it's 4,500 a month. It's done, and it's 30 yuan to eat equally, not good food... Oh! Then you have to lose 4,500 yuan this month!? Is this just a patient, and there's a time to have two patients?"

The man said, "Yes, as long as you are willing to serve three patients at the same time, of course, you have to find so many patients... But it's better to be more at ease. If this job is to endure the body, you can't do anything!"

Wang Maolin began to calculate again: "Good guy, if you encounter a good market, you can still get 9,000 yuan a month?"

The man said, "One hundred and five days a day is considered a small amount. Some companies that work in the company that serves full-time escorts cost 200 yuan a day, and it is not enough to lose a penny!"

Wang Maolin said: "Oh, you do it yourself, are you? There is also a company that specializes in escorting?"

The man said, "Yes...but it's not always a good market. It would be nice to be able to stay and accompany a patient every day..."

Wang Maolin pondered for a while and suddenly asked, "Then you say, should I get money in this situation?"

The man asked, "What's the situation with you? Are you not a family member? What else does the family member have to take?"

Wang Maolin said: "I am a good family member, and the patient is still my biological brother... However, my brother is a five-guarantee household. In his case, should I accompany him? If I accompany him, should I ask for money?"

The man said, "I haven't encountered this situation and I'm not sure about it. However, since I am a five-guarantee household, the society controls food, clothing, accommodation, medical care, and burial, there should be a escort fee!"

Wang Maolin was silent and smoked in big mouthfuls. He must have felt extremely uneasy. After a long time, he asked again: "Do you have your surname?"

The man said, "I will not be given your surname Zhang..."

Wang Maolin said: "Oh, Lao Zhang, my surname is Wang..."

After smoking a cigarette, Zhang accompanied the guard stood up and left on the excuse of taking care of the patient. Wang Maolin stood alone against the wall for a long time. A gust of cold wind blew. He was trembling and cold war, as if he suddenly woke up, turned around and walked out of the stairs.

The ward was still lively, and there were endless relatives visiting Zhang Zuhua, including cousin Zhang Hai, sixth uncle Zhang Zurong, cousin Zhang Jianying, second aunt, cousin, father-in-law and mother-in-law, etc. Sometimes two or three gangs gathered together, chatting and joking, caring, and stuffing money, making the entire ward full of brilliant air.

Because fractures are red injuries, people do not avoid jokes. Unlike terminal illnesses, they give people a feeling of depression. Red injuries tend to get better and better, while terminal illnesses must be worse and worse. One is to move upward and full of hope; the other is to move downward and towards despair. Therefore, people's moods and performances must be different.

Wang Maoshu looked at Zhang Zuhua enviously, looking at the crowds of people who were visiting each other. He was first surprised, then silent. He thought that he had no relatives, and his mood was even more depressed. He might be wondering, if I had married a family and had a few children when I was young, would it be a different life now? Perhaps the regret in my heart at this moment was biting his heart like a poisonous snake.

Maybe he was quite calm, but he was just envious of others and occasionally a trace of regret flashed through it. It was so useless to think too much. Or he had thought that he was not completely without relatives, but had a younger brother and a nephew. But, so what if he had a younger brother, so what if he didn't? So what if he had a younger brother? He had been in the hospital for several days and had not shown up.

What’s hateful is that this brother hates him very much, dislikes him very much, and sarcastically. He keeps saying that he will be devastated and devastated, and wishes that he will die quickly. Alas! Such a relative!

After a while, my sister Zhang Ling suddenly appeared in the ward. She first told everyone good news and said proudly and excitedly: "I'm looking for someone to watch the door for my father!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said in surprise: "Ah! Who is it? So fast?"

My sister said, "I found it last night. After dinner, I went to the clinic and found that the uncle Zhang Shengcai of our village was chatting with the doctor in the clinic. So I asked him, would you like to do the job of guarding the door?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "So he agreed?"

The sister said, "It's not just an agreement, it's just a hundred joys! Someone else was talking about the benefits of this life, which was not time-consuming or physically exhausting. It was just like going to sleep at night, which was like picking up money for nothing. Who wouldn't want it?... And this uncle is quite reasonable. He said, when will our father get better and when will he give way!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed: "Well... it's really a matter of each other! Only now do I really understand this... I have to do errands and do big things, but my sister has to do small things, but my sister has to do errands and do small things!"

My sister said, "Yes, since I was a child, I can enter any door of any house..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "Look at me, just sitting in the ward does nothing. You can complete all the major issues without a sound... It seems that if someone can do things, it won't work without anyone!"

Zhang Zuhua said: "That's right, only people have the world..."

After a few more words, my sister took out five thousand yuan from her pocket and sent it to Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "You can help our father collect this money first, spend it if it should be... I should have got more, but because I just bought a car and there was not much left at home, I just made up so much money..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not accept the money. He said, "No, I find a way to deal with the money. I don't know that your life is worth it..."

My sister insisted: "No matter how much I feel, I will take it when I should. I am sorry to let you take the big head. Besides, my dad is the father of both of us, not your own dad..."

Seeing that his words were sincere, Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer insisted on refusing, so he put the money in his pocket. At this critical moment, it was beyond his expectations that his sister could take out five thousand yuan. He never thought of asking her to pay the money from the bottom of his heart.

At about eleven o'clock, the door of the ward opened and a team of people rushed in. A woman in her fifties and sixties followed by three women in her twenty or thirty years old, and two children, one man and one woman, dragged into the ward. The old woman in the lead said in surprise: "Hey! Have the patients increased?" Then she looked at Zhang Zuhua and Wang Maoshu respectively, and walked straight to the innermost ward.

Lu Kangkang stood up and said, "Mom, you are here."

Mom said, "Well, I haven't been here for several days. I thought the food here was not good, so my second and third sisters, and Jufang, and we made dumplings and cabbage meat together. It was so delicious. After the packaging, we came and cooked them. Let's eat some first, while it's hot!"

Lu Kangkang took the thermos pot, opened the lid and put it on his nose and smelled it first, took a deep breath and praised: "Well, it smells so good!"

Mom said, "Eat more if you like it!"

Lu Kangkang chewed the dumplings and said, "It's still the food at home! I have everything delicious here, but I can't buy rice that suits the taste..."

Lu Kang's wife Wang Jufang, the second and third sisters advised him: "Eat more, eat more!"

Lu Kangkang looked up and said, "You guys should eat something too... nephew? son, you all come!"

Mom said: "Don't worry about us, don't worry about the children, we've all eaten..."

Lu Kangkang said: "It's only the time, I've finished eating. Come and have some food..."

My mother and sisters said, "You eat first, and then we will talk about it. We are not hungry! Besides, we brought a lot of them, and there are two boxes..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was moved when he saw such a warm picture. The happy atmosphere could indeed infect many people and desolate many people. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his father with a sneak peek at him, and his father was smiling, half resting and half enjoying. Looking at Wang Maoshu again, he lowered his head to ponder, looking dejected.

At this time, the aroma of dumplings filled the entire ward, but joy belonged to a small group of people and had nothing to do with others. The stronger the aroma, the happier the people, the more lonely someone was. Even Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to eat a few bites of the dumplings that exuded a wonderful fragrance.

Lu Kang's mother suddenly looked up and asked Zhang Zuhua: "I heard from my son, are you from Zhangjia Village?"

Zhang Zuhua looked up and replied with a smile: "Yes."

Then, Lu Kang's mother looked up at Wang Maoshu: "That brother, are you from Liangjia Village?" Wang Maoshu still lowered his head and said nothing.

Wang Maolin quickly spoke, "You ask my brother, right? He is deaf and can't hear you speak. Just talk to him loudly!" So he stood up, walked to his brother's side, shoved his shoulder with one hand, pointed at his brother's old face with the other hand and shouted, "I'm asking you, you won't answer!"

Wang Maoshu was still immersed in the aroma of dumplings. He suddenly woke up and looked up, stared at his two rolled eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

Wang Maolin pointed at Lu Kang's mother and said to his brother: "Did you see it? Someone asked you over there..."

Wang Maoshu immediately turned his head, looked at Lu Kang's mother, smiled apologetically, and then pointed at his ear and said, "I'm deaf and can't hear you, what did you say?"

Lu Kang's mother smiled and louder and said, "I ask, are you from Liangjia Village?"

Wang Maoshu replied: "Yes, where are you from?"

Lu Kang's mother said: "I am Yingkou... You are Liangjia Village, and he (Zhang Zuhua) is Zhangjia Village. We are not far away. I have distant relatives in both of you villages."

Wang Maoshu sighed: "Well, it's great to have relatives. I don't look like me, there is not even a person around me..."

Lu Kang's mother pointed at Wang Maolin in surprise and said, "Then this person?"

Wang Maoshu said: "This person is my brother. He has children and daughters. I don't have them. I have never gotten married in my life. Now I am a five-guarantee household..."
Chapter completed!