The 80th Hope (Part One)

  Several days of continuous rain, the weather cooled down immediately, Sun Zhenxiang timely changed Chenxu into autumn clothes.

  The weather was bad, so Zhao Yang basically stayed at home with Chen Xue, teaching her to dance, sing children's songs, recite multiplication tables and simple Tang poems. He also bought her many drawing books for her to learn from, and even brought out the almost-forgotten art of paper folding, teaching her how to make frogs, cranes, boats, and more.

  Chen Xiu's hands-on ability is not bad, and after learning for a few days, she has almost mastered it. Zhao Yang was afraid that she would develop the habit of wasting, so he didn't allow her to fold blank notebooks or tear out pages from the coloring books he bought for her.

  Today is still overcast, and Dawn is in the house scribbling with colored pencils.

  Zhou Yang would not ask her to paint well or like anything else, which is unrealistic. He just wants to cultivate her interest in exploration, exercise her hands-on ability and color perception.

  But little kids have a very unique inner world and rich imagination, for example, now Chenxiu is drawing a white radish, the shape doesn't matter, but the color is red!

  After finishing this "work", Zhao Yang picked it up. Chen Xi's carefully painted paintings were also her growing memories, and he couldn't bear to let her fold them into paper toys either.

  After finishing this painting, I drank some water, yawned, and it was time for Morning Dew to take a nap again.

  Zhao Yang covered Chen Xi with a blanket and she soon fell asleep.

  At this time, Sun Zhenxiang called and said that there was a patient in the old house who had severe stomach pain and couldn't move. He asked him to hurry back home.

  Zhao Yang gently closed the bedroom door, took a look at Xiao Hei who was idle and chasing its own tail, locked the main gate, and walked towards the village with peace of mind.

  This time the patient's abdominal pain was mainly caused by catching a cold during menstruation. For Zhao Yang, the treatment wasn't difficult, but because he chose the mildest moxibustion, it took a bit longer.

  Now Zhao Yang is already very skilled in treating illnesses, and the treatment methods he chooses are not only effective but also have the least impact on the human body.

  After a while, when the moxa stick had burned to about half its length, the patient's abdominal pain had completely disappeared. Zhao Yang then changed to another acupoint on her leg and applied moxibustion again, completely driving out the cold energy from her body, so that no root of the disease would be left behind.

  After treating this patient, another elderly person came in. Again, due to the sudden change in weather over the past few days, he didn't notice that he had caught a chill and was suffering from lower back pain. The best treatment method is still moxibustion, especially for older people.

  Before he knew it, two hours had passed. Afraid that Chen Xue would wake up and cry when she couldn't see anyone, in the middle of it all, Sun Zhenxiang had already gone to the orchard, but after treating both people, Zhao Yang still couldn't help but hurry back as fast as he could.

  Back in the orchard, Chen Xiu was accompanied by Sun Zhenxiang to release paper boats in the drainage ditch under the gate. Some of the paper boats had sails and some didn't, they were placed in the accumulated water, slowly floating away, very picturesque in the gentle breeze and fine rain. But the paper used was surprisingly from Zhao Yang's "Book of Life and Death" that he had been studying for the past few days!

  Chen Xi saw Zhao Yang and stretched out her small hands, giggling and calling: "Uncle, look at Xi Xi's big boat!"

  "The Book of Life and Death" doesn't know what kind of paper it uses, the paper is soft and smooth, suitable for writing, but its water absorption is also very good! These paper boats soon became wet after entering the water, and the ink marks on them began to blur!

  Zhao Yang felt a pang of heartache, but seeing Chen Xi's cheerful appearance, his emotions were immediately infected and the heartache dissipated. He picked up Chen Xi and kissed her little face, saying: "Xi Xi's big ship has formed a fleet! Ah, and there's also a little frog!"

  She touched Chenxi's small hand again and said, "Your little hand is cold! Let's go back to the house!" At the same time, she looked at Sun Zhenxiang with a lucky psychology, holding half of the book torn from the back.

  He couldn't help but say to Sun Zhenxiang: "Mom, you're not paying attention to Xiaoxi either. Can this book be torn up and played with casually?"

  "Is this book important?" Sun Zhenxiang asked cautiously. "I came when Xixi woke up and was sitting on the bed playing with blocks!"

  This book doesn't mention the content inside, just from a collection perspective, it's already quite valuable! But Zhao Yang saw Sun Zhenxiang's worried eyes and turned back to see Chen Xi staring at him with wide eyes. He immediately burst out laughing. Since things have come to this point, wouldn't it be stupid to let them worry? He gently scratched Chen Xi's little nose and pretended to scold her: "You little rascal, you tore Uncle's book! Didn't we say that books and exercise books can't be torn?" And then he said to Sun Zhenxiang: "It's nothing, it's just a good book that got torn. What a pity! It cost over ten bucks!"

  Sun Zhenxiang put down his heart and said casually: "It's just over ten dollars, you can buy another one!"

  Buy one? This book may be the only one in the world!

  After this lesson, Zhao Yang put all the books in his drawer, especially the remaining two copies of "The Book of Life and Death".

  After dinner, Zhao Yang stayed with Chen Xue in the old house to finish watching cartoons and played with her for a while. He only returned to the orchard after she fell asleep peacefully.

  The rain grew heavier after dinner, the fine rain threads hitting the glass, making it seem especially quiet, especially when the whole house was silent except for the sound of the computer's fan.

  At this time, what Zhao Yang thought of first and most was Chen Xi.

  Missing her smile, missing her quietness, thinking of teaching her to dance, read and paint during the day, thinking of her sleeping sweetly in his arms... He didn't know when it started, but this little person had taken up more than half of the space in his heart.

  It was at this time that I saw Liu Juan's blog post about her terminal cancer, and as I read the words she wrote, my heart, which had never been too concerned with worldly affairs, couldn't help but tremble!

  "When you're at the crossroads of life and death, you'll find that overtime work, putting too much pressure on yourself, and the need to buy a house or car are all just fleeting clouds. If you have time, spend it with your children, use the money you would've spent on a car to buy shoes for your parents. Don't exhaust yourself trying to get a bigger house, being with loved ones is what truly brings warmth, even in a small space."

  "Let my child have a mother, parents have a daughter, husband have a wife!"

  ……

  Zhao Yang looked out the door and it seemed that the little person was laughing and jumping. He took a deep breath, found Liu Juan's email address, and sent her an email with the title "Hope"!

  He wrote: "I have cured many patients, but I don't have experience in treating cancer. However, for the sake of not letting a child lose her mother, parents lose their daughter, and a husband lose his wife, I can give it a try! As the closest person to a three-year-old little girl, I dare not guarantee success, but I can give you hope! My contact information..."

  After sending the email, there was no response for three consecutive days. For cancer patients, time is life! But Zhao Yang also had no way out. Traditional Chinese medicine has always had the saying "doctors do not visit doors", and he was going to her home to treat her illness, and might even be taken as a swindler and driven out! Doctors and patients are also about fate!

  While waiting for the other party's reply, I suddenly received a call from Chen Mei, saying that she would be going home tonight and asking him to bring Chen Xue back.

  Zhao Yang was overjoyed!

  Since they had a quarrel over the phone last time, Zhao Yang hadn't seen Chen Mei's face for eight or nine days except for going to deliver Qing Si Tang and Mu Dan Lu the next day!

  As if heaven has granted people's wishes, the rain that had been falling for many days finally stopped tonight, the dark clouds dispersed, and a crescent moon hung in the sky.

  Mei returned to the orchard at nearly 10 pm. She was afraid of disturbing Chenxiu with the car noise, so she parked her car under the orchard.

  The gate was unlocked, it seemed to have been left open especially for her.

  She gently pushed open the door and walked into the hall, Chen Mei couldn't help but feel excited. These days everything else was fine, but she just missed Chen Xiu too much!

  Zhao Yang's house also turned off the lights, don't know why, this made her feel a little relieved.

  As he stepped onto the stairs and put his hand on the door handle, he saw Chen Xi wearing a white nightgown and holding a plush monkey doll walking out of the west room, straight to Zhao Yang's bedroom. She stretched out her hand to pull open the door, pushed it open with a creak, and then closed it from inside with a click.

  Chen Mei stood for a while, slowly backing away into the courtyard, then walked from the courtyard to her own car, got in and looked back at the courtyard, sighed, feeling very complicated.

  P.S: Supplement yesterday's.

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