Chapter 28 City Pack (2)

I didn't expect people to be so vulnerable in real life.Just one sentence, a childish remark, after Mr. Xiao heard it, he fell forward and died. Mr. Xiao was my microbiology teacher when I was in medical school. He was very knowledgeable but not strong in expression. For this reason, he was prone to blush. At that time, my understanding of men was relatively superficial, and I thought that a man's shyness was equal to his simple and honest heart.Especially knowledgeable shy men who wear short-sighted glasses and fair skin are worthy of respect and should be protected.Therefore, I used my power as a student cadre to fully protect Teacher Xiao's dignity.

Teacher Xiao is of course a smart person.Didn't say anything to me.But during a campus walk, he offered to introduce me to his wife and three-year-old daughter.He introduced his wife to me like this: This is your head nurse. He called his daughter again and said: Xiao Jing, this is your eldest sister. Head Nurse Jing shook my hand with kindness and understanding enthusiasm, and Xiao Jing said obediently and sweetly: Hello, big sister. Since then, I have become a frequent visitor to Mr. Xiao's family.Head nurse Jing must simmer broth every Sunday, and I must drink a big bowl of it.Soon I discovered that Teacher Xiao and his wife were not good at making friends, nor were they hospitable.They are always wary of strangers or people who are not strangers, such as neighbors, polite and indifferent.They live their lives carefully and meticulously: keeping their clothes from getting stains on their necklines, cooking nutritious dishes, reading books at night to prepare for class breaks or discussing cases.As a result, I value their friendship with me even more.

Valuing friendship doesn't mean it's a joy to go to their house for broth.If Xiao Jing is not at home, the couple will find a stack of professional magazines for me to sit in the living room and read until the broth is ready to simmer.Fortunately, Xiao Jing, a three-year-old patient with nephritis, can usually go home on Sundays from the unaccompanied pediatric ward. At first I pretended to like Xiao Jing.Touch her head, ask her to call me big sister, and praise how beautiful the little girl is.The trick is just to reward the kid's parents for the broth.I was nineteen years old at the time, and I had never put my heart on children.I don't think there's anything particularly cute about children.Little children love to cry and eat sweets.

Xiao Jing is different.She has chronic nephritis.Hormone treatment made the three-year-old girl have an unusually white, plump and fresh full moon face, with a bright red pout on this sickly but interesting face.Under the careful education of her parents and the medical staff in the ward, she appears to be well-trained, graceful, and never gets awkward with the adults. She sings and dances when she raps.Has a gift for being close and bringing people close. On Sunday, when the broth was simmering on the briquette stove, I said: Xiao Jing, perform a song and dance for the big sister. Xiao Jing said: Yes, big sister.

Xiao Jing's repertoire is dancing and singing Tibetan Guozhuang, but she often has new songs to offer.I remember one day, I will always remember that day when Xiao Jing brought me an epoch-making song from the hospital. The flowers of happiness are competing to open, The song of love is rippling with the wind, Our hearts fly far away, Looking forward to the beautiful revolutionary ideal. ah-ah- Dear ones, move forward hand in hand Our life is full of sunshine and sunshine. A small red mouth sang "Love" and "Dear One" openly and frankly, and Teacher Xiao and his wife were dumbfounded.At that time our life was still very serious and orthodox.Everyone calls falling in love as finding a partner, and marriage as solving personal problems.

Teacher Xiao and his wife scolded their daughter in shock: Xiao Jing, where did you learn such a mess of songs? Xiao Jing's clear eyes widened chastely: this was taught by the aunt in the ward.Latest Revolutionary Songs.Sung in the movie "Sweet Career". Teacher Xiao and his wife said: Really? I applaud Xiao Jing: Great Xiao Jing! Xiao Jing threw himself into my arms, and we laughed and hugged each other.My heart was beating violently, and tears filled my eyes involuntarily. a certain sunday.A three-year-old girl with a gorgeous little pouty mouth.By the golden fireside.In the fragrant bouillon smell.It gave me a wake-up call in life, and I can talk about love!

Our medical school is actually in the same large courtyard as the teaching hospital. It only takes a few minutes for Xiao Jing to go home from the ward, and he can just walk through an asphalt sidewalk covered by the thick green of the plane trees.Although many students expressed their willingness to pick up Xiao Jing, Teacher Xiao and his wife always politely declined and insisted that they take care of their daughter by themselves.Later, after I drank broth at their house a lot, I was occasionally asked to pick up Xiao Jing. One day after dinner, I took Xiao Jing by the little hand and sent her back to the ward.As soon as he stepped on the asphalt road, Xiao Jing eagerly asked for my opinion: May I run on the road?

I hesitated and told her: You are sick. Just run for a minute, please big sister! OK, just run for a minute, go slow. Before going out, I combed Xiao Jing's eight braids. I braided the eight braids flat and stiff, and tied them with a bow.Xiao Jing ran forward, chirping joyfully, and all eight pigtails froze.The strong light of the sunset illuminates the leaves green and green, and the light spots that sift through the gaps of green are shining and jumping on Xiao Jing's body.I caught up with Xiao Jing and stopped her.I said: It's two minutes, she smiled mischievously, trying to get under my arms or between my legs.I hold her tight.We both squatted on the side of the road panting.The long road was empty, so I picked up Xiao Jing's chubby little hand and looked at it carefully. The slender and delicate palm lines and the little pink nails made me amazed and moved.I picked her up and carried her all the way to the ward. I gritted my teeth and hugged her when I couldn't carry her anymore, for fear that the running just now would make her tired.

It was from Xiao Jing that I really realized how cute children are.