Chapter 36 Mother and Good Child

"Stupid son, why are you so stupid! My life is worthless. You can't have an accident!"

The middle-aged woman burst into tears, and her weak body hugged her son Li Xiaohu tightly and trembled violently.

It can be easily seen that the middle-aged woman is very excited, and even her crying tone is full of guilt and self-reproach.

The thread in the mother's hand, and the wanderer's clothes.

Mothers are the greatest people in the world. They are willing to suffer and suffer. They are willing all the sufferings to come to them, and they are not willing to let their children suffer a little. However, her son, at such a young age, has to bear so much fatigue and so much suffering.

This...

The person dug out a piece of meat in her heart with a knife, which also made her feel distressed.

Li Xiaohu was also crying, but he cried without regrets. The grievances and sufferings of these years all turned into tears at this moment.

My mother is alive, and everything she has endured, everything is worth it.

God opened his eyes. There are still very kind-hearted people in the world. Dr. Shang promised to save his mother, and Brother Lu treated his mother. They are all reincarnated bodhisattvas!

Li Xiaohu firmly believes that it was his sincerity that moved the sky and the two doctors and apprentices. Good people have good retribution. In the future, he will not only be filial, but also work hard. Now some people have dedicated their selfless love to themselves and saved their mother. In the future, they will rely on their ability to help more and more people in need.

Others may not be able to understand more deeply that the icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow, but he understands that the hands stretched out by others at times of embarrasment will give you warmth and make you full of gratitude.

"Mom, nothing will happen to me. I'm a little man. I can help you cure your illness and take care of you!"

Li Xiaohu choked and said.

At this moment, he felt extremely warm.

Although he was crying, when all the pain and grievances were vented, a strong happiness surrounded him. Because he saw the hope of his mother's healing, because in this world, there are two people who are good to him except his mother.

The middle-aged woman held her hands tighter, afraid that her son would be gone as soon as she let go.

After a long time, she let go of her son and said sadly with tears, "At the beginning, if I had died, you would not have suffered so much. It's all my sins!"

Li Xiaohu's face changed greatly, and tears flowed out. He cried and shouted, "Mom, you can't kill yourself anymore. What should I do if you die? Now Dr. Shang has said that you can cure your illness. When you get better, our life will get better! I'm not afraid of hardship or fatigue, as long as you can live well.

Shang Wende and Lu Feng looked at each other in con'ssment.

Lu Feng wiped the tears off his face and said doubtfully, "Auntie, you...you committed suicide?"

The middle-aged woman looked at her son with doting and grief before wiping away the tears on her face and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes! I once committed suicide twice. The first time, when I ruined my family because of my illness, I didn't want to involve my son anymore, so I chose to commit suicide. Unfortunately, God didn't want my pain to end, and I didn't die in the end. The second time was that my son was on the way to Shandong with me on my back, on his son's back, and he walked hard in the heavy rain. I really didn't want to watch my son jump when we found a shelter from the rain under the bridge because I was tortured. The river committed suicide, but it's a pity that the king of ory did not accept me, and I was rescued from the river by my son..."

"I really don't want him to suffer for me anymore. My conscience is uneasy! He is still young, but he has to bear the hardships of adults. I think it's better to die than to live. At least, his son can survive and not have to suffer so much.

With that, the middle-aged woman's tears flowed down again.

Lu Feng's nose was sore, and the tears that stopped rushed out of his eyes again. With a trace of excitement, he quickly squatted beside the middle-aged woman, reached out and grabbed her thin arm, and said eagerly, "Auntie, you must not think about it again. Maybe your death is a relief, but without you, Xiaohu's future life, Maybe it's worse. Maybe he will be condemned by his conscience all his life. Although he is young, he has a stronger heart than an adult. He doesn't want to love him, and his beloved mother dies in front of him. He believes that he has the ability. If you die and are free, it may be painful for him to live for a lifetime. . "

The middle-aged woman's eyes closed slightly, and tears flowed down her face. It took more than ten seconds before she opened it again. She nodded silently and said, "Don't worry, I will never look for life again. For my son and for my son, I have suffered so much, I will survive. I want to take care of him, watch him learn, and see With his successful career, I watched him get a family and a career.

Lu Feng focused his head heavily, with a gratified look in his eyes.

This pair of kind mothers and kind children has brought him too much emotion. I'm afraid that he will not forget all the things he has experienced today in his life.

That tattered cloth bag, that dime of money...

"Goo-goo..."

A "cooing" sound came from the middle-aged woman's stomach, which made her face full of sadness show a touch of embarrassment for a moment.

Li Xiaohu also heard it clearly. In an instant, he understood that his mother was hungry. Only when he was hungry would he hear the cry of "cooing" in his stomach.

Without any hesitation, he immediately ran to the table not far away, grabbed the steamed buns he bought in the morning, ran back and handed them to his mother. With a trace of hesitation, he said silently, "Mom, I'll give you the steamed buns. This steamed bun has been kept for a day and it's cold. You can eat a little to cushion your stomach first, and I'll buy you some hot food later. "

The middle-aged woman shed tears again and suddenly shook her head and sobbed, "Son, you eat first, and I will eat after you. From now on, what do you eat and what does your mother eat? Mom can't let you suffer alone again!"

Li Xiaohu looked at the twenty steamed buns in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then silently picked up one. There are a lot of steamed buns today, which are enough for himself and his mother. With tears in his eyes, he ate one, and then handed it to his mother again.

The middle-aged woman held tears and silently took the steamed buns.

Shang Wende, who is standing beside him, really can't bear to disturb the mother and son, but now the health of middle-aged women, especially in this situation of not eating day and night, if they eat hard food directly, it is very bad for their health. That's why he hurriedly stopped and said, "You can't eat this steamed bun now. Your body is in a period of extreme hunger. It's very bad for your health to eat hard food rashly. In this way, I'll ask Lu Feng to buy some millet porridge and hot milk and drink some of this kind of food first."

Lu Feng nodded and said, "Yes, I'm going to buy it now, and I'll be back soon!"

After saying that, he stood up and strode out of the hospital.

After living for 40 or 50 years, middle-aged women can still see who is good to themselves and who is not good to themselves. He can feel the kindness of Shang Wende and Lu Feng to their mother and son.

When the soaring millet porridge and two bottles of mellow milk were placed in front of the middle-aged woman, her controlled mood fluctuated again, pulling her son to kowtow to Shang Wende and Lu Feng, expressing her gratitude to them.

Lu Feng's eyes were so fast that he quickly stopped the mother and son who were about to kneel down and said seriously, "Auntie, don't do this. Master and I did this for our own conscience. If you want to thank him, thank your son and yourself, because you have educated him so well and filial.

The middle-aged woman nodded silently with tears in her eyes, but her grateful expression was still full of words.

Since Li Xiaohu had dinner, he simply ate a little with his mother and watched his mother eat with a happy smile. In the past few years, today is his happiest day. Every time his eyes pass from Shang Wende and Lu Feng, he will show gratitude.

Shang Wende has left with the medicinal herbs. There are no utensils to torture the traditional Chinese medicine in the hospital. He can only carry the medicinal herbs back to his residence.

An hour after the middle-aged woman had dinner, Shang Wende returned to the hospital with a jar of boiled traditional Chinese medicine, gave it to Li Xiaohu, and asked his mother to drink it.

This night, Lu Feng did not leave. After Shang Wende left, he and Li Xiaohu sat in another illness** to watch the night for middle-aged women.

The next morning, Shang Wende came very early. When he saw Li Xiaohu cleaning with a broom and iron dust, he nodded secretly and strode into the hospital.

"Xiao Feng, how is she? Is there anything wrong at night?"

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Master, auntie slept well all night. When I got up in the morning, I found that her face was a little more ruddy than before, which was obviously the effect after treatment."

Shang Wende nodded and said, "That's good. From today on, you will give her acupuncture once a day in the morning, afternoon and evening, and I'll do the problem of suffering traditional Chinese medicine."

After saying that, he walked to the middle-aged woman who had sat up and smiled, "I'll take your pulse and see how your condition is being treated!"

Naturally, there is no problem with middle-aged women. As soon as Shang Wende's voice lagged behind, she stretched out her hand.

The most important ability of traditional Chinese medicine is whether it can become a measure of traditional Chinese medicine.

Lu Feng has always wanted to learn to learn the pulse, but the master did not ask to teach him, and he did not dare to ask. After all, he understood that since the master did not come to teach him now, it was definitely not the time.

Time always passes quickly, just like a roller speed car. Before it comes back, it seems that it has passed. Three days were spent in the middle-aged woman's face getting better and better.

On the morning of the fourth day, when Shang Wende came to the hospital with the fried traditional Chinese medicine and handed it to the middle-aged woman, he turned around and said to Lu Feng, "You can give her acupuncture again later. In the future, you won't need acupuncture. I will re-prevent a traditional Chinese medicine, and in the future, she will be able to completely cure her illness with medicine!"