Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao gritted his teeth and asked, "Aunt Xu, do you know who pushed Wenwen down?"

Aunt Xu shook her head and said, "It was all chaos, I couldn't hear anything clearly, but there were a lot of people there, so someone must have seen who pushed Wenwen into the ditch."

Bai Xiuying said angrily: "Dabao, don't worry, I have asked someone to check..."

The lights in the emergency room went out, the door was pushed open, Dou Linglong walked out, Lu Xiu'e and Bai Xiuying hurried to greet her, and Dabao barely stood up with the help of the wall.

Lu Xiu'e cried out in tears: "Linglong, how is Wenwen? How is she? Is she okay?"

Dou Linglong took off her mask and smiled. "Thanks to Sister Xu's timely first aid, Wenwen is not in danger of death. The fluid in her chest has been drained out. But the child is unconscious now. She must have been frightened. Did you bring clothes for the child? Let's go to the ward to wash Wenwen and change her clothes."

"I brought it." Bai Xiuying breathed a sigh of relief.

Dabao held his legs, his throat was so painful that he couldn't say a word.

The door of the emergency room was pushed open again, and a hospital bed was pushed out. Wenwen was lying on it with a pale face. One of her little hands was held by the nurse, and the other hand was unconsciously grabbing something in the air.

Dabao sat down on the bench, watching his mother and the others push Wenwen into the ward. Dabao turned his head and vomited a black blood clot as big as a fingernail.

His chest finally felt much better. A small figure in a white coat squatted in front of him and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of Dabao's mouth.

Dabao stared at his sister in front of him in a daze. After just a few days of not seeing her, Xiaohua, wearing a military cap, had shed her former country girl look. She had obviously gained some confidence and looked more energetic.

"Brother, don't worry, Wenwen is fine."

Dabao rubbed his sister's hat and said, "Well, I know. Are you okay here?"

"I'm fine, brother. I've even learned how to give injections. The nurses at the hospital all say I'm smart."

Dabao nodded. Seeing his sister so energetic, he was also somewhat happy. After all, he had changed a person's fate. He seemed to see a scene from the past: a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl picking wheat ears in the fields, with a baby a few months old on her back. This was Xiaohua in her previous life. She was carrying not a brother or sister, but her daughter...

Lu Xiu'e and Bai Xiuying washed Wenwen and changed her into clean clothes, but Wenwen still did not wake up.

Suddenly, Wenwen started scratching with both hands. Lu Xiu'e quickly grabbed the hand that was receiving the IV drip. Wenwen struggled desperately with her eyes closed, screaming: "Brother, save me, brother..."

Dabao rushed into the ward, picked up Wenwen, and shouted: "Brother is here, Wenwen, don't be afraid..."

Wenwen sniffed hard twice before she calmed down and fell asleep in Dabao's arms.

Dabao sat on the hospital bed holding Wenwen. Wenwen grabbed her brother's ear with one hand and refused to let go.

Lu Xiu'e wiped her tears and said to Bai Xiuying, "Her brother once told her and Niuniu that they were his ears. Dabao always thought his ears were the most beautiful of his facial features, and he hoped his two sisters would have the same beautiful ears."

Bai Xiuying sighed: "These children have such a brother, which is also a blessing from their previous life."

Dabao looked up and said, "Mom, you, Auntie Xu, and I can go back. I'll be here."

Dou Linglong also said: "Yes, big sister, you and my sister-in-law should go back. I will be on duty at the nurse's station tonight. You go back and comfort our mother. I don't know how worried she is."

Aunt Xu came in after pouring the water and said hurriedly: "I'm fine, I'll be fine here..."

"That's enough!" Dabao became impatient: "You all go back, I can take care of Wenwen by myself."

Seeing that her son was in a bad mood, Lu Xiu'e said nothing more and took Bai Xiuying and others out.

The ward finally quieted down, with only Dabao holding Wenwen. Dabao took the water cup on the bedside table, threw it into the space, and washed the cup clean.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a glass of water appeared in his hand. Dabao slowly gave the glass of spiritual well water to Wenwen to drink. Wenwen's little face became rosy.

Dabao took another glass of water and drank it in big gulps. He was too anxious and hurt his heart meridians and liver fire. Although he vomited it out, he was still injured.

He drank the water from the spiritual well, which warmed his internal organs and made him feel much better.

Dabao stared blankly at Wenwen's little face, as if he saw her standing on the steps again, a small figure, alone, shivering in the cold wind, wearing a thin cotton jacket, shivering with cold, a pair of cotton shoes soaked in snow. Standing at the door and looking towards the alley,

Dabao seemed to hear that lingering voice again.

"Brother, I'm waiting for Mom and Dad to come back..."

Dabao held Wenwen silently, maintaining the same posture. He was afraid that if he moved, his sister would wake up.

Wenwen fell into a deep sleep, murmuring: "Dad...Mom..."

Dabao's tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, falling drop by drop onto his clothes and slowly soaking them.

He always knew that Wenwen had never gotten over the loss of her parents. She would only be happy from the bottom of her heart when she saw Dabao, and she would remain silent at other times.

Everyone who has met Wenwen says that she is a very sensible child, but Dabao knows that being sensible comes at the cost of suffering grievances. He would rather Wenwen be a naughty child than let her suffer grievances.

Dabao hugged Wenwen tightly and whispered: "Brother will never let go of anyone who hurts you..."

Xiaohua walked in silently, holding a lunch box in her hand. She sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Brother, you haven't eaten yet, right? I called you, please eat something."

Dabao smiled and shook his head: "I can't eat it, you eat it."

Xiaohua shook her head sensibly and put the lunch box on the bedside table. She held Wenwen's hand while she was receiving an IV drip and accompanied them silently.

The ward was eerily quiet until the infusion was finished and the needle was removed. Dabao asked Xiaohua to go and rest. Only Dabao and Wenwen were left in the ward. Dabao held Wenwen motionlessly, and Wenwen slept soundly.

Dabao fed Wenwen another glass of spiritual well water. Wenwen's breathing became more stable. He finally felt relieved and leaned against the headboard and gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Dou Linglong pushed the door open and walked in quietly. Behind her followed a tall soldier. His uniform had been washed until it turned pale, and the gold stars on the two collar badges sparkled under the light.

This soldier is 70% similar to Dabao, as if he is Dabao in his middle age.

The soldier stood at the head of the bed with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes revealing a hint of tenderness. He stared at Dabao and Wenwen intently. After a long time, he gently pulled Dou Linglong, and the two of them quietly left the ward.

Four fully armed guards stood in the corridor of the ward. They stood at the four corners, with their hands on their holsters, looking around vigilantly.

The soldier held Dou Linglong's hand and walked downstairs, followed by the guard. Dou Linglong didn't stop until they were out of the hospital building. She straightened the soldier's collar, and the soldier chuckled.

"How long can you stay this time?"

"A meeting will take at least ten days."

"Look at you, you've lost weight again, you don't eat well, and you stay up late every day. You have hidden injuries. If you don't take care of your health, you'll see! Lu Liye, do you think I will forgive you?"

It turned out that this soldier was Dabao's uncle, Lu Liye, the commander of a division of the 40th Army.

"Liye, my sister has been found. I told mother that I will go back with you to join the army this time, so I have to keep an eye on you."

Lu Liye took Dou Linglong's hand and walked slowly in the yard. The dim street lights stretched their figures out.

When his sister was mentioned, Lu Liye couldn't help but stop and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

"The day I heard my sister's family had been found, I drank alone all night. All I could think about was my sister, brother, and me being together. I was both happy and sad.

Over the years, my sister has endured countless hardships, but finally our family is back alive. However, I haven’t seen my younger brother once since he was born. I think it’s because I, as his older brother, have failed to fulfill my responsibilities…”

Dou Linglong held her husband's hand tightly, stroking the wound on the back of his hand, and said slowly: "The reason why my elder brother didn't execute the murderer who killed my younger brother and my wife was because he was waiting for you to come back. My elder brother said that he couldn't let you have any regrets."