MMB 217. On New Year's Eve, The Stick Had A High Fever, Forty-Two Degrees
217. On New Year's Eve, The Stick Had A High Fever, Forty-Two Degrees
Li Fanghong's family had a happy New Year's Eve dinner.
At this moment, other families in the courtyard are also starting to eat New Year's Eve dinner.
Yi Zhonghai's home.
Aunt Yi killed a chicken today, fried it, and put it on the table.
"Honey, I'll fetch the deaf old lady! Eat at our house," said Aunt Yi.
Yi Zhonghai nodded, and replied: "Okay! You can go!"
After Aunt Yi went to invite the deaf old lady, Yi Zhonghai came to the door of Sha Zhu's house.
Yi Zhonghai said to Shazhu outside the door: "Silly Zhu, he didn't come back from the rain today, why don't you go to my house for a New Year's Eve dinner, it's so lively..."
Yi Zhonghai still did not give up the plan of saving the elderly.
But Shazhu said: "No need, I'm fine alone! You can go! Let's not get too close, or people will really think that I secretly recognize you as a godfather!"
Silly Zhu replied mercilessly.
Yi Zhonghai shook his head and sighed deeply.
Then returned to his own home.
At this moment, Aunt Yi came to Yi Zhonghai's house with the help of the deaf old lady.
At this time, the deaf old lady did not see Sha Zhu, so she asked: "Is Sha Zhu not here?"
Yi Zhonghai replied uncomfortably: "He didn't come, he wants to separate himself from me!"
"Hey! You silly boy!" The deaf old lady was furious.
Afterwards, the deaf old lady said: "It's okay 723, I will help you and Sha Zhu get closer!"
"Well! Thank you, deaf old lady!" Yi Zhonghai suddenly showed some smiles on his sad face.
That's why Yi Zhonghai invited the deaf old lady to come to his house for a New Year's Eve dinner.
At this moment, at Yan Bugui's house, Yan Bugui is holding an enamel washbasin with some peanuts in it, and distributes them to the family.
And Jia Dongxu's house.
At this moment, I also made half a catty of pork, and made buns with flour.
This is all made by Jia Dongxu selling the ingredients he got in exchange.
"It's New Year's Eve dinner!" Jia Dongxu shouted.
Xiaodang Huaihua came to the table happily.
Jia Dongxu said: "Have a good New Year's Eve this year, good luck next year at home! Make a fortune!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Jia Zhang smiled happily.
At this time, Jia Dongxu didn't find Banggen, so he called out to Banggen: "Banggen, it's time for New Year's Eve dinner! Come on!"
The stick stem was under the quilt of the door plank bed, his head was groggy, he was very dizzy, and his whole body was cold.
The more severe the fever, the colder you feel.
Jia Dongxu yelled a few words in the hall, but Bang Geng didn't answer, so Jia Dongxu came to Bang Geng.
"What's the matter? Did you eat well today? Why are you so inactive? Are you feeling unwell?" Jia Dongxu asked.
At this moment, Banggen had a high fever and couldn't stand it anymore, so he said to Jia Dongxu: "Father! I have a high fever! My forehead is so hot! I feel so uncomfortable..."
"What!" Jia Dongxu's eyes seemed to fly out.
It's not auspicious to have a high fever on New Year's Eve and have to go to the hospital, so let me go.
Jia Dongxu immediately squatted down and put his hand on Banggen's forehead.
I don't know if I touch it, but when I touch it, I jump, and the forehead of the stick is very hot!
At least forty-two degrees!
Jia Dongxu panicked immediately, so he shouted: "Something has happened! The stick has a high fever! It's hot!"
"What!" When Jia Zhang heard this, he immediately came to the room.
"Ouch! Let me touch it with my hand to see how high it is!" Mrs. Jia Zhang anxiously put her hand on the forehead of the stick, and it was terribly hot immediately.
"Take it to the hospital quickly! Hurry up! Don't burn out your brain! It's not good to be a fool in the future! There is a high fever in the courtyard next door and he will become a fool!" Jia Zhang was really scared to death.
"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't be dazed! This New Year's Eve dinner can't be finished! Hurry up and go to the hospital with a stick on your back! Don't go to a small clinic, or you won't be able to get rid of the fever!" Jia Zhang ordered Jia Dongxu again.
"Okay!" Jia Dongxu immediately walked out of the courtyard with the hot stick on his back.
"Hurry up!" Jia Zhang shouted anxiously.
At this moment, at Li Fanghong's house, Li Fanghong heard the sound, so he got up and came to the window, and suddenly saw Jia Dongxu passing the middle courtyard with a stick on his back, and he was almost out of the middle courtyard.
But Xiaodang and Huaihua turned off the lights, closed the door of the house, and chased (affg) after the last step.
Li Fanghong wondered, what happened to Jia's family on New Year's Eve? Jia Zhang's shouting so panic?
At this moment, Qin Huairu also came over and asked, "What happened?"
"I don't know..." Li Fanghong said.
At this time, Li Qin said: "A few days ago, I saw him with a cold and cough. Could it be that he had a high fever on New Year's Eve?"
When Li Fanghong heard it, he immediately felt that it was true.
Jia Zhang would be so flustered only if something happened to the stick.
To be honest, Jia Dongxu was really unlucky, he hadn't eaten the New Year's Eve dinner this year, and he had a high fever and went to the hospital.
Jia Dongxu had to spend New Year's Eve in the hospital.
At this moment, Jia Dongxu is carrying a stick on his back, and Jia Zhang is holding a flashlight to illuminate Jia Dongxu.
For about forty minutes, Jia Dongxu desperately went to the hospital with a stick on his back.
Jia Dongxu sent the stick directly to the emergency room.
After being sent to the emergency room, Jia Dongxu was so exhausted that he sat on the ground, leaning against the wall.
"Huh.....hey.....Bang, you are fine...In the future, our Jia family will surpass the Li family, most of it depends on you..." Jia Dongxu Looking up at the roof, thinking in my heart
At the same time, Jia Dongxu felt uncomfortable. The New Year's Eve dinner had just been prepared, and he came to the hospital before he ate it. It seemed that on New Year's Eve, he had to stay in the hospital to celebrate the new year...
ah...uncomfortable....
I can go to hell, I, Jia Dongxu, have such a hard life...
Jia Dongxu roared in grief.
At this moment, Ji Fanghong's home.
Li Fanghong came to the wedding room and took the radio to the middle room, which is the hall.
Li Fanghong and Qin's father moved the sofa to the hall, and then Li Fanghong and Qin Huairu sat on the sofa and listened to the cross talk.
There is no television in this day and age, but listening to the radio is already a beautiful thing.
Many residents in the courtyard house do not have radios, so they can only chat with their families until twelve o'clock to welcome the New Year.
The time came to more than 11:50, and it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning. When twelve o'clock came, it represented the arrival of the New Year.
At this moment, Li Qin seemed to be on the verge of falling, wanting to sleep.
"Haha, this kid, like me, stayed up until twelve o'clock on New Year's Eve!" Li Fanghong laughed inwardly.
Later, Li Fanghong came to the wedding room and prepared two red envelopes containing fifty yuan.
This is the lucky money for sons Li Qin and Li Mengyao, fifty yuan each.
a lot of.
But Li Fanghong believes that if the family has the conditions, it is better to let the children be rich when they are young, so that the children will not be reluctant to spend money when they grow up, or spend money in retaliation when they have money, which may be fruitless when they grow up.
It is true that all sons should be raised poorly, but Li Fanghong disagrees, and Li Fanghong thinks that they should be raised moderately.
But it can't be too rich. It's not good to develop a prodigal son and a rich second generation who spend their days and nights.
So you have to be in control.
Being a father is the same as taking an exam, you have to pass the most. .