ebookland Chapter 66 The girl is clumsy and can only buy what she needs.
Chapter 66 The girl is clumsy and can only buy what she needs.
After Ah happy finished her bath, she was soaking wet. Gu Jun had no intention of thinking about the cute and fluffy dog. He picked her up, grabbed a towel, and started scrubbing her vigorously. Ah Xi was still a puppy and couldn't resist Gu Jun. After a good scrubbing, the dog looked much more haggard.
Gu Jun put the dog aside, not caring whether it understood or not, and said to himself, "I've washed you clean. You're not allowed to run around outside. You'll stay here obediently."
Ah-happy called out softly, and obediently huddled in the corner of the sofa and didn't move.
Gu Jun took a mop and cleaned the plum blossom print on the ground. Seeing Shu Yun come out after changing her clothes, he said, "I called the farm early this morning and asked Director Yang to call me back as soon as he got back. He called back this afternoon and said that Grandpa was not in any danger. He woke up early this morning after receiving an IV drip last night, but he was still a bit weak and needed to continue the IV drip for a few more days."
Shu Yun breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, that's good."
Gu Jun: "So, it's okay, don't worry."
On a farm thousands of miles away, Farm Manager Yang returned to get Shen Yuanshan a few sets of clean clothes before heading back to the hospital. Several elderly men who shared a dormitory with Shen Yuanshan stepped forward and asked, "Old Shen, are you alright?"
Director Yang: "It's alright, he's already woken up. He can stay in the hospital for a few more days before coming back."
An elderly man with a dark, weathered face raised his nose and eyes and exclaimed, "Ah, ah, that's good, that's good."
"He's usually the healthiest among us old folks, I never imagined he'd get so seriously ill."
"He must be heartbroken over his daughter's early death. Even though he's usually cheerful, he's definitely not over it."
Director Yang sighed inwardly, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, you guys keep an eye on the newly planted bean sprouts in the field. I'm leaving now, I'll be right back."
He took the package and left, but was stopped by a farm worker. "Farm manager, there's a package here. It just arrived this morning. The sender is from Haicheng, and the recipient is Shen Yuanshan."
During his phone call with Gu Jun, Director Yang learned that this was a gift sent to the old man from their side. After thinking for a moment, he picked it up and carried it on his shoulder, saying, "Alright, just take it to him directly."
Arriving at the town's hospital, which wasn't large, they received quite a few patients. For someone with Shen Yuanshan's special status, it was already very kind of the hospital to accept him; they couldn't ask for a ward to stay in.
Therefore, Director Yang went straight to the hospital's emergency room, where a few simple wooden beds were set up, and Shen Yuanshan lay down on one of them.
If Shu Yun were here, she would be astonished by the rapid changes her grandfather had undergone in just a few years. He had become dejected and listless, losing the vigorous spirit she remembered. This illness had brought the old man's spirit to the brink of collapse, making him look like a frail old man in his twilight years.
When Director Yang saw him lying in bed, with the breakfast he had bought for him untouched, he couldn't help but frown and said rudely, "Shen Yuanshan, I saved your life in the middle of the night when you went to town. And now you dare to waste it? Get up and eat your food."
The old man said in a hoarse and low voice, "Thank you, Director Yang, but it would be a waste to give it to me. You can take it and eat it yourself. I haven't touched it at all, it's still clean."
Director Yang had been busy from yesterday to today without a break. After hearing Shen Yuanshan's words, he immediately lost his temper and kicked the hospital bed hard. "I said I'd give it to you, so I'll give it to you. Don't nag me like that and annoy me."
Shen Yuanshan remained silent. Yang Changchang, still angry, was about to kick him again when a nurse who came to check on the patients saw it. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What are you doing? Damaging public property. Be careful, or I'll have someone arrest you."
Manager Yang awkwardly withdrew his foot, saying, "It's a misunderstanding, I didn't hurt it."
"If I catch you again, I'll call security." The nurse rolled her eyes at him and left with the treatment basin.
After the commotion, Director Yang's anger subsided a bit. "Alright, it's not a waste since you ate it. Everyone has their ups and downs in life. You may find it difficult now, but once you get through it, it will be fine. Everything will pass. As long as you're alive, nothing is a big deal."
Actually, Shen Yuanshan and his group of elderly people were lucky to have met a farm manager with a conscience.
When Director Yang was in the army in his early years, he was a rough and uneducated man who didn't know a single word. Later, he joined the army, attended a literacy class, and met several teachers who helped him a lot. Therefore, he also had great respect for educated people.
Those who were sent down to the farm were all highly skilled personnel from the past. Director Yang treated everyone with great respect and helped them in their daily lives as much as he could.
He doesn't usually intercept letters as long as the content is fine. However, very few people send letters to him; they are mostly elderly people with tragic fates, lonely and helpless in their later years.
Shen Yuanshan was unaware of the deaths of his daughter and son-in-law, but an elderly man he worked with received a letter from home, which happened to be from Haicheng, and mentioned it briefly.
The grief and pain of a parent outliving their child is immense. Overwhelmed with sorrow, Shen Yuanshan's spirits were not what they used to be. He looked gloomy and even contemplated suicide.
Director Yang shoved the package onto the bed. “Here, it’s a package your granddaughter sent. It’s been in the mail for a while, but it only arrived today. If you don’t want it, I’ll open it and distribute it.”
Shen Yuanshan finally reacted. His granddaughter, Shu Yun, asked, "Is that Xiao Yun?"
He stood up, grabbed the package, and saw that it was indeed written with Shu Yun's name on it.
He looked anxiously at Director Yang, "Xiaoyun, is she alright?" Having lost his parents so suddenly, and with his identity issue, he didn't know how Shuyun was doing now. Thinking this, Shen Yuanshan finally cheered up a bit.
Director Yang shook his head. "How would I know? But she should be married by now. Her husband is my former comrade-in-arms, named Gu Jun. He called to ask about you before, but I was in town for a meeting and got busy and forgot to tell you."
Director Yang scratched his head sheepishly, realizing he was in the wrong.
"You got married?" Shen Yuanshan murmured. He opened the package, which contained a variety of items, including snacks made by Shu Yun, common medicines, a jar of malted milk powder, and two pieces of clothing.
Shen Yuanshan gently stroked the clothes, and Director Yang chimed in, "The clothes are very well made. Did your granddaughter make them herself? The stitches are so fine."
Shen Rushan put his glasses back on and chuckled, "How could that be? These are ready-made clothes. That girl would never make them herself. She's incredibly clumsy. The only thing she's good at is drawing."
Director Yang: ...How could you belittle your own granddaughter like that?
Shen Yuanshan spoke with obvious disdain, but the smile in his eyes betrayed him; however, he then showed some concern.