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Chapter 884 Reunion
Song Hongguo walked around the front and back yards before entering the house. The house was no different from when she left, except that the flowers blooming on the windowsill changed from white jasmine to yellow autumn chrysanthemum.

She opened the box and started to take things out. In addition to the specialties brought from Shanghai, she also bought gifts for their grandfathers, including food, clothing, and supplies. She had prepared everything.

There is no child who doesn’t like to receive gifts. After putting on new clothes, they opened the latest comic books, novel pencils and notebooks, and toys they had never seen before. They were all rare, and they were busy for a while. He kept shouting "Thank you, Mom".

Song Hongguo smiled and played with them for a while, and Ling Zhi sensibly urged her to go back to the house to rest. After riding the train for so long, how could she not be tired?

Although Huo Minglou didn't speak, the look in his eyes was full of restrained passion and tenderness. Silence was now better than sound.

Song Hongguo took advantage of the situation and responded.

The child is important, and the husband cannot be left in the cold. Besides, she really misses him. How can she satisfy her craving after just shaking his hand at the station?
The same is true for Huo Minglou.

So, as soon as the two of them returned to the master bedroom, locked the door, they couldn't wait to hug each other, but it was still not enough. After eagerly finding each other's lips, they let out a sigh of satisfaction.

A little farewell is better than a wedding!
More than three months of separation was enough for Huo Minglou to abandon the coldness and arrogance of the past, and his passion suddenly erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for many years. Song Hongguo could hardly resist it, but finally realized that no matter how reserved and serious a man is, there is still something in his heart. What does it feel like to be a beast?

After a long time, the turbulent passion finally turned into tenderness. The couple lay on the kang, rubbing their ears and temples together, and whispered.

"Hongguo, don't leave me for such a long time again. Not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns apart. It feels like we have been separated for a hundred years. It's too painful. To tell you the truth, if you don't come back, I will take leave and go to Shanghai with my children to find you." Already..."

"Well, I won't leave anymore. I miss you too. I originally planned to study for half a year, but I came three months ahead of schedule. I missed the Dragon Boat Festival and your birthday. I don't want to miss the Mid-Autumn Festival again."

"We will spend every holiday together in the future."

"it is good……"

Huo Minglou held her in his arms. Even though she was in his arms at the moment, he still felt the surge of longing and couldn't help but sigh, "Hongguo, I miss you so much..."

Song Hongguo patted his back comfortingly, raised her face, smiled and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Me too, thank you for your hard work these days!"

In the past three months, the system often came back to visit her parents on her behalf, so she actually knew many things at home, but listening to the system's descriptions and seeing them with her own eyes gave me a different feeling.

First, there were the two children, who were taken care of very well. Although there was no flesh on their little faces, they had obviously grown taller and were neatly dressed. According to the brothers themselves, Huo Minglou would tell them a story before going to bed every night. Whenever I have time, I read or play with them. On my days off, I go to the movies or go hunting in the mountains. My life is very fulfilling and interesting.

The second thing is the family affairs. The brothers can do the work, but he still has to take care of the big things. He used to care about nothing but research, but now he knows how to manage neighborhood relations.

This is all his contribution. Compared with her just immersing herself in studying in Shanghai, he has a lot more work to do.

Huo Minglou did not deny it modestly, but took the opportunity to ask for a reward. He leaned into her ear and said ambiguously, "Then you must compensate me more in the future..."

Song Hongguo poked his chest and saw the darkness in his eyes again, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Let me rest first and fight again tomorrow."

Huo Minglou took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll save it for you..."

Song Hongguo, "..."

Is this some kind of tiger-wolf talk?

We haven’t seen each other for a few months, and my character is a bit lost.

She nestled in his warm arms, murmured a few words, and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, it was dark.

The place around her was empty. Song Hongguo looked at her watch and saw that it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. There were faint voices coming from outside.

"Uncle Huo, isn't mom awake yet?"

"No, if you two are hungry, just eat first..."

"I'm not hungry. Let's wait for mom to eat together. But, mom won't be sick, right?"

"I'm not sick, I'm just too tired from riding in the car..."

Song Hongguo got dressed, opened the door and saw the three masters setting up the dishes and chopsticks under the persimmon tree. When they heard the noise, they all turned their heads, their eyes filled with bright stars.

"mom!"

"Mom, are you awake?"

Ling Yuan ran over, held her hand, and looked up at her excitedly, full of admiration.

Song Hongguo rubbed his head, held his little hand, and walked towards the smiling man over there.

After leaving the dumplings and entering the store, Huo Minglou filled a large bowl of braised noodles for her.

It didn't taste as good as the one she made, but it contained his affection, so Song Hongguo felt very satisfied after eating it.

After the meal, Song Hongguo found out the generous gifts for Zhao Baoqing and Zhao Yulian's family, took her child for a walk, and was warmly received. If it hadn't been too late, she might have been chatting with her for a long time.

She also carried a basket of eggs and millet, which was for Sun Shuhong. She looked at the pretty little girl wrapped in the quilt, biting her little fist and taking a bite from time to time, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Sun Shuhong smiled and joked, "If you like it, have one as soon as possible. The one you gave birth to will be even rarer."

Song Hongguo shook her head, "Not this year, I'm too busy with work..."

When the B-ultrasound machine arrived, she not only had to have one more job, she also had to be responsible for teaching other people, and she also had to receive patients from other hospitals from time to time. Where would she have free time to give birth to a baby?

After returning home, Song Hongguo also discussed this issue with Huo Minglou. They all had jobs, and it was impossible for any of them to quit their jobs and take care of their children at home. She had no direct elders here, but Huo Minglou did, but they were far away in the imperial capital. They can't count on it, so it's really not easy for the two of them to have a child.

Huo Minglou said, "It's very simple. I just ask the organization to apply for someone to take care of the child. I will pay her a salary every month. Once the child can attend the Yuhong class, I won't need it."

In fact, there are many dual-workers in the factory, and there are no old people to help take care of them. They all leave their children to the nursery, ranging from a few months to several years old. Song Hongguo even visited it once. It was so lively inside. , one cried, another pooped, one had to be fed, another had to change diapers, the children who had just learned to walk stumbled and bumped from time to time, and some fought over toys. The staff there simply had no time to spare, and she admired them all. If it were her, she really couldn't handle it. She only visited for ten minutes and then ran away unable to hold on any longer.

This kind of situation is rare in later generations, and children are usually sent to kindergarten at the age of three or four. However, in the 1960s, it was the norm in many factory units.

Mainly, parents can feel at ease.

But she was reluctant, so she never had any plans to have a child. Now that she heard what Huo Minglou said, she was tempted, "Is the person sent reliable?"

"They have all been tested by the organization, and their wealth is absolutely innocent and reliable."

"Let's wait until next year. We want a little cotton-padded jacket."

"it is good……"

Song Hongguo rested at home for two days before going to work in the hospital. As soon as she entered the outpatient clinic, she was warmly welcomed. Everyone saw her as if they were a relative, and they poured out nice words as if they were free of charge.

She was simply 'flattered'. The system ridiculed, "You went out and came back with a layer of gold, and your popularity is higher. No, your prestige is higher. From now on, I am afraid that I will follow your lead in terms of medical skills."

Song Hongguo was speechless, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Isn't it an exaggeration? Hey, you still don't quite understand the awe and yearning for Shanghai and the imperial capital among people nowadays. If you can go to Shanghai for a walk, your worth will immediately rise several levels. Besides, if you participate Their training courses are nationwide, and they sound high-end. No matter what you learn, in their eyes, you are very good.”

"..."

The system joked. "Don't believe it, you can try it. Just go out and tell anyone that you have gone to Shanghai for training and further study. They will definitely look at you with envy and awe."

Song Hongguo lowered the corner of her mouth, "Haha, forget it."

She was glad that she had brought a lot of gifts. The ones she gave to her colleagues in the outpatient clinic were all specialties from Shanghai, and the ones she gave to her undergraduate department were more meaningful souvenirs.

She was so thoughtful and generous, and everyone was even more happy and enthusiastic. They were originally worried that she would develop a sense of superiority when she came back, but now, they are not afraid at all, and are even more humble and low-key than before.

Xu Xianghong pulled her and asked her a lot about the training class. Song Hongguo had already prepared. He compiled the notes he had taken in the past few months and gave them to her to read. There were also some of his own opinions and experiences on them, which could be said to be very interesting. This is valuable learning material. After all, there are no relevant books at the moment, and there is no way to study by yourself.

Xu Xianghong praised her again as if she had found a treasure, and couldn't bear to let go of the notes. Song Hongguo came back a few months early. They were both happy and a little worried. They were happy that she could stand up to the more powerful people in the department after she came back. This difficult surgery can help reduce the burden for everyone, but I am also worried that if the time is too short, I will not learn solidly.

Now that I saw this detailed note, I had no worries at all. Later, when I saw the excellent graduation certificate that Song Hongguo took out, I was even more excited. It was excellent, so why worry?

Just wait until the machine is in place.

Song Hongguo was also looking forward to it. Unexpectedly, she hadn't expected the B-ultrasound machine yet, but she was waiting for the news that Wang Erni had been disfigured.

That day happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The factory was full of joy, because they had received a lot of benefits, and the workers all had smiles on their faces. The hospital was not busy, so the doctors gathered in the corridor and chatted about how they would celebrate the holidays after returning home. This year, as usual, they divided a pound Five-nut mooncakes, half a pound of oil, half a pound of brown sugar and a pound of pork. Some said they were making dumplings, some said they had eaten mooncakes, so what dumplings should they eat? It was a waste, and some were greedy for the braised pork. , usually one pound of meat has to be eaten for more than half a month, but now it can be considered as a full meal.

Song Hongguo sat in the office, listening with a smile, and found the daily boring words interesting.

The system muttered to her, "It's a holiday today. We Chinese people take the Mid-Autumn Festival very seriously. How about I go do some trading with Brother Zeng again? So that everyone can buy something to their satisfaction?"

Song Hongguo was completely unmoved, "Didn't I just trade in the middle of the month? I was too greedy and could easily capsize. Please refer to Xu Heng for specific failure cases."

The system choked, and after a moment, he muttered unwillingly, "Can I be the same as him? I do things without anyone noticing, who can catch me?"

Song Hongguo reminded, "Then restrain your ambitions and desires. Don't be unscrupulous just relying on capital. Think more about your colleagues. By the way, what is the situation now on the 19th?"

After Feng Qiuping passed away, she was automatically unbound from the system. Logically, the system could find a suitable host to bind to again, but No. 19 disappeared. Song Hongguo asked curiously, but her own system was also confused and could not find out who No. 19 was. whereabouts.

Now that it was mentioned again, the system still shook its head, "No news, I've been paying attention."

"What do you mean no news?"

"That is, it may have been temporarily stopped and entered the hibernation stage, or it may have been reformatted and turned into another system. There is no longer the 19th."

Song Hongguo actually understood, "Both of these are punishments. The former is equivalent to being sentenced to prison, but there is always a punishment period, but the latter is directly obliterated, right?"

The system said "hmm" in a complicated tone, then thought of something and added, "This is just my guess. It may also be due to other circumstances, such as being hidden by its owner."

Hearing this, Song Hongguo couldn't help but frown, "If this is the case, doesn't it mean that it may come out to cause trouble again?"

The system sighed, "Yeah..."

"No one cares?"

"Alas, every world has its own rules and darkness. There are always places where light cannot shine."

Song Hongguo was silent for a moment.

Suddenly she heard a noise coming from downstairs. She stood up and looked out the window. She saw several people pushing a trolley and rushing to the emergency department. The people on the trolley were covered with sheets and only exposed A pair of delicate feet.

When Xu Xianghong heard the noise, she also poked her head out, "I don't know who it is. It's really unlucky. I was injured during the holiday and was sent to the hospital..."

Song Hongguo didn't even bother to respond because she heard the system's exclamation, "Zhang Mingtang?"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, I won't be mistaken. How could it be him? Could it be that the patient sent here is..."

Song Hongguo's expression changed slightly and she urged urgently, "Hurry up and go to the emergency department."

The system was inexplicably panicked, "Okay, okay, I'll go right away..."

The waiting time was the most painful. Song Hongguo could no longer read the book or listen to the gossip in the corridor. She felt a strong uneasiness and wanted to run down to check.

Half an hour later, the system came back. When talking to her, she was still in a daze, "Host, it's really Wang Erni. It's really her. Why did it become like this..."

"Is she injured or suffering from some emergency?"

"Injured..."

"Where's the injury?"

"Face……"

Song Hongguo's heart suddenly thumped. She had experienced the worst premonition, and she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The system continued awkwardly, "The injury on the face was very severe. According to Zhang Mingtang's description, his daughter had a fight with Wang Erni. Both of them moved their hands and slapped each other with about the same force, but one was just red and swollen, and the other was swollen. But it’s… rotten.”

"What do you mean, rotten?"

"Her skin is too fragile. She usually protects it well and is fine after nourishing it with spiritual spring water. Once it is injured, it is not easy to repair. In addition, this time, her stepdaughter's hands are not clean and she may be infected with bacteria. At first, I didn't take it seriously, thinking that it would be cured by nourishing it with spiritual spring water. Unexpectedly, the injured area became larger and larger, until it began to fester, bleed and pus, and the Zhang family rushed to the hospital in a hurry. "

"Why not go to a hospital in the city or county? It's obviously closer and has better medical skills..."

"The doctor asked just now, but Zhang Mingtang didn't understand. He said it was Wang Erni's request. She fell into a coma not long after she finished speaking."

"what about now?"

"We are still rescuing him. He woke up once, but maybe he couldn't bear the stimulation and passed out again."

"..."