Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

After eating, Wu San went to handle the admission procedures. He couldn't stay in the corridor any longer. It was too cold. He didn't know where the cold wind came from. After staying there for a while, his hands were cold. Finally, he was admitted to a double ward. The other bed was temporarily unoccupied. Zhong Yuemin helped move the luggage, bottles and jars in the corridor back to the ward. After paying the money, the bleeding control bottle was immediately started.

"Master, where do you sleep at night?"

Wu San said, "Just sleep on the floor. It's not that complicated. I've been sleeping in the hallway before. It's much warmer in the room. It's fine."

Zhong Yuemin said:

"Master, Master's wife's illness won't heal in a short time. Not to mention what the doctor just said, even if the medicine is most effective, it will take at least half a month to stop the bleeding. Once the coughing up blood stops and the condition stabilizes, you can go home and take medicine to recuperate slowly. I'm sure you'll have to work and earn work points at your rural brigade, right?"

Wu San nodded. "It's okay. I'll go back early tomorrow. Xiaoyang is in the hospital. He will take care of his mother."

"Master, what I mean is, let Xiaoyang live in my house so that he can have a good rest," Zhong Yuemin said:

"I can cook over there too. I'll make meals and send them over every day so that Master's Wife can have a hot meal. It's good for her recovery. What do you think?"

"Live at your house?"

Wu San said, "This is inappropriate. Would your parents agree?"

"I live alone, in my own yard, with plenty of rooms," Zhong Yuemin said.

"I'm the only child of my parents. My mom died of illness when I was young, and my dad...made some mistakes and is in prison for reform and education."

Wu San was puzzled, "Yuemin, what happened to your father?"

"Well, I can't say he did anything wrong. My dad is..." He explained his family situation.

Wu San and his wife were stunned. Lin Guixiang stammered:

"Yuemin, you...your father is such a high-ranking leader? Is the deputy minister the same as the commune director?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Wu San was speechless. Although he was a farmer, he had at least read a little and understood a little. He said:

"Yuemin's father is a vice-ministerial leader, which is equivalent to the provincial party committee leader. This commune director is a world away, right, Yuemin?"

"Master, my dad is studying in there now. To put it bluntly, whether he can come out is still a question. This deputy minister is just a figurehead," Zhong Yuemin said.

"Anyway, I'm the only one at home, so let Xiaoyang come with me. Master, you can come to my place to rest when you come to the hospital in the future."

"That's even worse. You live in a large compound. How can ordinary people get in? It would cause you trouble."

"No, I'll take care of it," Zhong Yuemin said.

"Master, please don't be so polite with me. I still want to learn martial arts from you. You live in my house, so you have time to teach me. Even if not for yourself, you have to think about Xiaoyang. Letting him sleep on the floor like this every day won't allow him to rest well. Look at Xiaoyang, he's too thin."

Wu San and his wife felt sad for their son. Wu Yang said:

"Brother Zhong, I...I'm fine."

"Listen to me!" Zhong Yuemin touched the child's head. "Master, I'll come with you to take a look and take some of the luggage with me. Don't worry, you'll know the way next time you come."

Wu San stopped making excuses and stayed here for a while. After explaining everything to the nurse, the three of them left the ward and went downstairs, preparing to leave the inpatient department. There was a commotion coming from the cashier's window in front of them. The cashier inside was angry.

"How many times do I have to tell you? This is the hospital's rule, not mine. If everyone were to buy on credit like you, how would the hospital even be able to operate? If you don't have money, go borrow it. The hospital isn't a charity. Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't delay the people queuing behind you, hurry up..."

The young man waiting in line at the window was still begging,

"Comrade, please be kind. My mother is lying on the tricycle outside right now. Please get me some medicine first. I won't leave. My brother has gone out to borrow money. Can you hold me here?"

"If you keep causing trouble, I'll call the hospital security team. Why would I detain you, a living person?"

The people in the queue behind also urged us to hurry.

"If you don't have money, get out of the way. Your family is sick and in urgent need of treatment. Our family is also waiting for medicine."

"That's it!"

Everyone should take care of his own business.

The young man pursed his lips, unwilling to leave, when a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"Kui Yong, what a coincidence, I ran into you here."

The young man was none other than his good buddy, Li Kuiyong, who was also known in later generations as Li Kuiyong, the one who everyone wanted to be, Zhong Yuemin, but ended up becoming.

Li Kuiyong was startled when he saw the person coming, then he said in surprise:

"Zhong Yuemin! You...why are you here?"

"My master's wife is ill and in the hospital, so I came to see her..."

"Hey, you two can chat somewhere else. What are you doing standing here? You have no manners!"

The woman who was collecting the fees was in her forties, with a sour face. It was probably menopause that had caught up with her relatives. She looked like she owed someone a million or eight hundred thousand.

Zhong Yuemin asked: "How much?"

"How much?"

"money?"

Zhong Yuemin took the bill from Kui Yong's hand and slapped it in front of the woman.

The woman snorted coldly, "Do you have the money to pay? Why are you pretending to be so arrogant..."

"Pah!" A stack of money hit the window. "Is that enough?!"

There are more than two hundred.

The woman shut up, but her face became even uglier, as if she had eaten a dead fly. "Twenty-three dollars and fifty-six cents!"

After paying the money and taking the prescription, the two of them left the window and walked aside. Zhong Yuemin handed the prescription to the other person.

"Kui Yong, hurry up and get the medicine."

Li Kuiyong said:

"Yuemin, we haven't seen each other for so many years. I'm asking you to pay as soon as we meet. I... will pay you back as soon as my brother borrows the money."

"We don't need to be so polite. Money is not urgent," Zhong Yuemin said.

"My master is waiting for me. Let's not talk about it for now. Is your home still on Nanheng Street in Xuanwu District?"

"Correct!"

"Okay, I'll come find you tomorrow and we'll talk in detail then. I'm leaving now!"

After leaving the hospital, Zhong Yuemin brought his master and Xiaoyang to his home in the compound.

"Master, Xiaoyang, this is my home!"

Wu San looked at the spacious and neat courtyard, the main house and the wing rooms, which had seven or eight rooms each, each with its own door and courtyard.

"Yuemin, this courtyard of yours was probably once inhabited by some nobleman, wasn't it?"

"Master, the environment of my courtyard is quite good. In the past, I guessed it was just the residence of a minor official. Compared with those princes and princesses, it is far inferior. Theirs is a quadrangle with five entrances, with a screen wall, a hanging flower gate, a moon gate, and all kinds of back rooms, back rooms, side rooms, etc. It is fully equipped."

"That's all right, that's all right!"

Zhong Yuemin took the two of them to familiarize themselves with the environment and went to a wing room.

"Master, you and Xiaoyang will live here from now on. I'm the only one living at home now. The people who come here on weekdays are just a few of my good friends who are about my age. They like to play around, so you just need to be more tolerant. Anyway, just be casual. There are no such things as formalities in my house."

"Yuemin, I am sorry to bother you. Alas... Master, it is my blessing to meet you."

Zhong Yuemin didn't say much, "Master, will you return to the hospital later?"

"I'd better stay in the hospital. I'm worried about your master's wife being alone there. Let Xiaoyang stay here. The child has been sleeping in the corridor for so many days. Let him have a good sleep today."

"Okay, then you guys clean up yourselves, I'm going back to my room."

The next morning, Zhong Yuemin was sleeping soundly in his room when he heard some noise outside. He opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was still daylight. He got dressed and went out. The noise came from the kitchen. He went over and saw Xiaoyang washing the pots and pans inside.

"Xiaoyang, what are you busy with this morning?"

Wu Yang turned around and said apologetically:

"Brother Zhong, I'm sorry to have woken you up. I was going to make some breakfast and noticed that these pots and pans were covered in dust. I'll wash them."

Zhong Yuemin went in and said:

"Your elder brother Zhong rarely cooked at home before. The most I would do in the kitchen was to boil water. How could I avoid getting dust?"

Wu Yang was puzzled, "Brother Zhong, what are you eating?"

"Me?" Zhong Yuemin said:

"I usually just go to my buddy's house for a meal here and there, or go to a restaurant outside."

He was alone and too lazy to do it. As long as there was space, there was no such thing as living off the resources.

"Xiaoyang, don't bother. There's no rice, grain, or vegetables in the kitchen. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy some later."

"Brother Zhong, my father left me some money last night. I'll go buy some as soon as I finish washing this one," Wu Yang said.

"My dad said that I can't live in Brother Zhong's house for nothing. I have to be more active in the future. Leave the laundry, cooking, sweeping, and other chores to me. Brother Zhong, don't look down on me because I'm small. I can do all the housework. It's much more convenient to get water at Brother Zhong's house. We just need to turn on the tap. My family has to carry loads of water from the ravine, and it takes more than half an hour to go back and forth."

Children from poor families have to grow up early, and they are so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy."

After leaving the kitchen and washing up briefly, I entered the space. The wheat and rice had grown taller, visible to the naked eye. The chicken and duck pens were full of white chicken and duck eggs, which were big and round. They were really productive. I collected a small basket of them in one night. The wild boar weighing about 400 pounds in the pigpen had woken up and was very violent. It was rushing around in the pigpen, trying to escape from the pen made of large stones. If I hadn't had the foresight to thicken and heighten the pen, I really couldn't withstand the impact of this beast. There were also two old sows in the pen, hiding in the corner and "trembling".

He didn't care and let the beast do whatever it wanted.

The cabbage seeds sown in the space before have already sprouted. The growth cycle of cabbage is short and it usually matures in two months. The temperature in the space is suitable, and with the blessing of the fairy spring, he estimates that it will mature faster than rice and wheat and can be harvested immediately. The cabbage is not planted for selling. It costs a few cents per pound, which is not profitable. It is mainly eaten by chickens, ducks, pigs, and fish in the pond. He also planted some soybeans and rapeseed, preparing to refine oil by himself later. It is difficult to get oil tickets outside, so he grows it by himself and can also sell it for money, killing two birds with one stone.

He took out a basket of eggs, a large bag of millet, which he had bought from the grain store, and a few large grass carps, and returned to the kitchen.

"Xiaoyang, just make something simple in the morning. Cook some rice porridge and scramble a few eggs. Put these fish in the tank. I'll buy some tofu at noon and make some crucian carp and tofu soup. It will definitely taste good."

Wu Yang looked at the round and plump eggs.

"Brother Zhong, is this an egg? Why is it so big? This is the first time I've seen one in my life. It's almost as big as a goose egg. Brother Zhong, I...I'd better go buy it. My dad said I can't spend your money anymore."

"Xiaoyang, your father is my master now," Zhong Yuemin said, "Once a teacher, always a father. So, in a sense, I am also your father's son. You still call me brother. We are family, why are you being so polite?"

"But……"

"Let me ask you, do you want your mother to recover from her illness and recover quickly?"

"of course!"

"So you have to improve your nutrition. If your body's resistance is strong, you will recover faster. Listen to me and do it quickly. When it's done, we'll eat it first and then send it to the hospital. Your parents haven't eaten it yet."

"Oh!"

Zhong Yuemin could only help out on the side. He was not as good at cooking as Xiaoyang. The two of them were busy for half an hour. The hot rice porridge, the golden eggs, and a dish of pickles were very appetizing. The two of them sat at the table in the main room.