A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

Dabao brought the two bowls into the east room and ate while feeding his father.

Gu Qinghuan specially lit a kerosene lamp for him, and then took Beibei to eat in the main room.

After eating the roast chicken, Gu Qinghuan sneaked into the space and took out a few bottles of Telunsu, poured them into the bowls and let the two little guys drink them.

The bottle was thrown into the space to destroy the body.

After eating and drinking, it is time to wash up and go to bed, and there is no entertainment activity at this time.

The kitchen hasn't been cleaned up yet, and there's no firewood at home, so we can't boil water.

Gu Qinghuan fetched a bucket of well water, took out four new towels from the space, one for each person in the family, and washed up hastily.

Dabao carried a small clay pot from the east room and went outside to pour it out, then rinsed the pot clean and brought it back.

Gu Qinghuan understood that this was to solve his father's physiological problem. He was such a filial and good child. Many adults could not serve their parents so carefully. He was still a child.

I can only sigh that children from poor families have to grow up early.

Beibei was a thoughtful girl. She obviously noticed Gu Qinghuan's scrutiny and quickly pulled her hand and said seriously, "Mom, Dad is not a bad person. He is the best person in the world.

Don't believe what the villagers say. Dad was tied up voluntarily for us. Otherwise, no one can beat him."

The little girl was visibly choked up when she finished speaking.

Gu Qinghuan patted her on the back to comfort her.

"When Dad first came back, he was actually very nice and often took us to the mountains to pick fruits. Then one time, we encountered a wild boar in the mountains. The wild boar almost hurt my brother, so Dad punched the wild boar to death.

The wild boar was dead. My father's eyes were red and he ran wildly in the woods. The villagers came up to carry the wild boar, but unexpectedly, my father suddenly went crazy and beat anyone he saw.

No one could beat him, and then he seemed to suddenly come to his senses again.

Not long after, because the children from the same village bullied my brother, my father fought with the villagers again to protect my brother. This time, after he came to his senses, he voluntarily let everyone tie him up.

My brother and I knew that he was afraid that he would go crazy and hurt us by mistake, so he volunteered to be tied up."

The little girl's description made Gu Qinghuan feel that there were some associations.

Xu Huaian suddenly retired from the army because of mental problems. His mental illness was not congenital.

This situation is a bit like the so-called post-war psychological syndrome, which is a type of post-traumatic stress disorder. It is a sequelae of serious mental disorder after a person encounters or confronts major pressure.

According to Beibei's description, both times he went crazy were due to specific conditions, such as when someone close to him was oppressed or attacked, or when he saw something stimulating.

"Is he awake most of the time? What are his reactions usually?" Gu Qinghuan asked anxiously. She wanted to confirm whether Xu Huaian had the so-called PTSD (post-combat stress disorder).

If so, it is really pitiful. A war hero is tied up like a madman in this dark room. He is not only suffering from physical but also psychological torture. I don't know how he survived.

"This year he was awake less and less, often suffering from insomnia, staring into the night, having nightmares and then yelling.

Sometimes he would talk to himself, or suddenly become very angry. He would not cooperate with anything you do, and would become very agitated and react strongly when a stranger came in.

But when he was awake, he would teach us gently how to survive, what to eat in the mountains and what not to eat, and he also taught me and my sister arithmetic. "It was Dabao who spoke, and he heard the conversation between the two.

Dabao even took out the small bag he brought with him to show Gu Qinghuan. Inside was all of Xu Huaian's things, some documents, a few prescriptions from the hospital, and a bag of heavy lumps.

The medical examination form issued by the hospital didn't explain clearly what the condition was, it just said that it was a psychological and mental illness.

Gu Qinghuan opened the package of hard object and was stunned for a moment.

Having grown up in a peacetime in her previous life, this was the first time she had seen so many military medals, and they actually belonged to the same person.

There was even a first-class merit medal inside.

This is not easy at all. It is a first-class merit in life. This medal represents that he has devoted his life to the motherland and the people until his death.

As a soldier of the people, he truly lived up to the people.

Gu Qinghuan admired his willpower. Before he got this disease, he must have been an excellent soldier and a national hero.

She thought she had to do something for him.

Gu Qinghuan summarized several points from the description of Dabao and Beibei: insomnia, nightmares, irritability, being easily frightened, hypervigilance, anxiety, escapism, and being lost in memories.

This is completely consistent with the characteristics of post-war stress disorder syndrome.

It is basically certain that Xu Huaian suffers from post-war stress disorder.

She knew about this disease because PTSD was widely reported on the Internet some time ago, so she learned a lot about traumatic psychological disorders.

Unfortunately, PTSD was first proposed by the American Psychiatric Association in the early 1980s, and its treatment was only effective in modern times.

So, an excellent soldier was misdiagnosed as mentally ill and forced to retire because of post-war psychological problems.

Even his parents treated him like a lunatic, tied him to the bed for more than a year, and finally threw him out to die. In the book, he died a violent death!

How ironic, how ridiculous.

Gu Qinghuan pulled the corners of her mouth, and tears rolled down her cheeks one by one, expressing her sympathy, pity, and admiration for the poor man inside.

He is already in this state, but he is still worried about hurting others. He would rather confine himself to a small world and need help with eating, drinking, defecating and urinating. For a normal person, this is too difficult.

Gu Qinghuan gently touched the two children's heads and said, "Don't worry, Dad will be fine."

"Really?" The two children looked at her with tears in their eyes, unable to believe it.

"Really, I promise you, I will find a way to treat him, but you should go to bed now."

They slept the same way as last night, with the two children and Xu Huaian living in the east room, and Gu Qinghuan living alone in the west room.

Before going to bed, Gu Qinghuan poured three cups of spiritual spring water for the two children and Xu Huaian, and only felt relieved after watching them drink it.

Xu Huaian was unwilling to drink it. He stared at them with a pair of bloodshot eyes and grinned. This time, Gu Qinghuan was not as scared as before. Instead, he took the initiative to help and poured the liquid into his mouth.

Lingquan water can nourish the body and improve physical fitness imperceptibly. I hope it can help his illness to some extent.

The two children cleaned the earthen kang in the room very well. The old bed sheet had been used by Xu Huaian in the afternoon, so they simply spread it out in the east room for them to sleep on.

Gu Qinghuan also took her old quilt and gave it to them to cover themselves with at night. The weather was getting colder and they had to stay awake at night without a quilt.

The quilt is just the right size to cover two children and a skinny adult, except that Xu Huaian is too tall and his feet can't be covered. But it's better than nothing.

I really don’t know how they used to survive the winter.

Dabao looked at Gu Qinghuan worriedly: "You gave us the quilt, what will you do if you are cold at night?"

Of course Gu Qinghuan had a way. There were plenty of quilts in the big villa, and she could sleep directly in the villa at night, which was much more comfortable than the earthen kang.

But in order to prevent Dabao from worrying and feeling guilty, she comforted him, "I'm going to make a new quilt, and you can use this old one. I also have a big cotton-padded jacket, which will be as warm as the quilt, so don't worry."

Seeing that she was serious, Dabao lay down with peace of mind.

Gu Qinghuan blew out the kerosene lamp: "Good night, go to sleep quickly."

Beibei sweetly imitated, "Good night, Mom."

Dabao also said silently in his heart: "Good night, Mom."