The wife took the baby to live with the military commander, and the commander washed diapers every d

On the way back, the eldest sister couldn't help but admire Shen Jingyue, "Little sister, you're really amazing. Not only can you save people, but you can also paint. Aren't you from the countryside too? How do you know so much?"

Unlike her, who is illiterate, if it weren't for her husband's success, she probably would never have had the chance to take her child to Beijing by train.

"I was a sent-down youth. Before I went to the countryside, I learned to draw at school."

"Don't call me 'little sister' anymore. My name is Shen Jingyue. You can just call me by my name from now on."

"Shen Jingyue, what a beautiful name you are. You must be a cultured person. No wonder you know so much. I'll call you Sister Shen from now on."

"My name is Wang Yumei, you can call me Sister Wang from now on."

The two returned to their seats as they talked.

Not long after, the train conductor brought over some drawing paper, cardboard, and pens.

"Comrade, everything has been brought over."

"Okay, you can come and pick it up tomorrow afternoon, or I can draw it and give it to your train conductor here."

This isn't difficult to draw; you can finish it quickly.

"No need, I'll come pick it up tomorrow afternoon."

The train conductor handed her her things and, seeing that she was in a hard seat, suggested, "How about I ask my supervisor if we can get you a sleeper berth? That way you can get a better rest."

"No need to trouble yourself, I can draw here."

Shen Jingyue knew she meant well, but she was fine with herself being there.

It's only two days anyway.

Seeing her firm stance, the train conductor said nothing more, handed her the items, and left.

As soon as the train conductor left, Sister Wang asked her, "Why didn't you go? Sleeper berths are so nice; you can lie down and rest."

Sister Wang thought she was foolish for not taking such a good opportunity.

Shen Jingyue smiled, said nothing, picked up the drawing board, put the drawing paper on it, and then took out a pencil and began to draw.

Sister Wang watched from the side, holding her son, without disturbing them.

Others nearby, seeing someone drawing there, also craned their necks to look curiously.

Shen Jingyue continued what she was doing, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

She drew very well, and soon a little figure was drawn by her.

Everyone was amazed; they never expected this woman to be such a good painter.

Judging from her appearance, she doesn't seem to be from the countryside, so how come she can draw?

"Hey girl, what are you drawing?" someone asked curiously.

"Didn't you see clearly? Isn't that a person holding a child?" the person next to him asked.

"Of course I know it's a person, but what's the point of drawing this? And why is the person in the drawing holding a child with the child's face down? Isn't that strange?"

Seeing everyone's curiosity, Sister Wang recounted the entire incident that had just occurred in the train car restaurant.

Everyone was shocked to hear this.

"Young lady, are you telling the truth?" an older woman asked curiously.

"Of course it's true, I saw it with my own eyes."

"The train conductor asked Shen to draw this. It will be made into a booklet so that even people who can't read can understand it."

"If someone chokes, just pat them on the back; isn't this unnecessary?" someone said dismissively.

Everyone chokes on food at some point; just drink some water and pat your back until it's fine.

"Who said that? Last year in my hometown, a child choked on a piece of candy. No matter how much we patted him, he couldn't spit it out. His face turned purple, and he eventually suffocated to death."

"Something like that happened in our area too, but it was a baby boy who was only a few months old. He choked on his milk and died. It was such a pity."

"Girl, these drawings by this girl are really helpful for people who are choking on something."

Sister Wang nodded, "Of course it's true. Everyone should learn these things; you never know when they might come in handy, right?"

Everyone agreed that what Sister Wang said made sense.

"Now that the girl has finished drawing, can we take a look?"

"That won't do. If you break it later, all that drawing will have been for nothing. Besides, it's meant to be given to the train conductor, who will make it into a booklet so you can look at it then."

With so many people here, if everyone takes a look, this paper is so thin, what if it gets torn?

Shen Meizi's painting is so beautiful, we can't ruin it.

"Let's be careful, we won't break it."

"No, no, who can say for sure? If this is ruined, how will you be able to draw it?"

Sister Wang risked her life to protect the paintings that Sister Shen had created.

Although Shen Jingyue didn't say anything, she was still very grateful to Sister Wang.

By noon the next day, Shen Jingyue had finished all the drawings, and even added arrows to make it easier for everyone to understand the next step after each step.

It also has text attached, which is easy for literate people to understand.

Even those who can't read can understand the pictures above.

Sister Wang held her painting and exclaimed in admiration.

She truly deserves to be called an educated youth; although she is illiterate, she knows how to do it just by looking at the picture.

Moreover, the handwriting is really good, neat and tidy, just as beautiful as the handwriting in a newspaper.

"Shen, you are really amazing. Even though I can't read, I know how to make this picture. And your handwriting is so good."

She couldn't read, but she thought her handwriting was beautiful.

Shen Jingyue smiled and carefully put away the remaining drawing paper, waiting for the train conductor and the others to come and collect it.

In the afternoon, the train conductor indeed arrived.

When they saw the drawings Shen Jingyue had made, their eyes lit up immediately.

"Comrade, your drawings are really excellent. If these drawings were made into a booklet, everyone would definitely be able to understand them."

The train conductor also praised Shen Jingyue's painting skills, saying that she painted really well.

"If the train conductor thinks there's no problem, then it's fine."

"No problem, absolutely no problem."

She handed her the bundle in her hand, saying, "This is food that the old man you saved yesterday asked me to bring to you, saying he was grateful that you saved him."

"I also included some snacks inside; you can check them out later, comrade."

Shen Jingyue immediately understood her intention.

She accepted it with a smile, "Thank you, conductor."

"By the way, comrade, we don't know your name yet. Could you please tell us?" the train conductor asked with a smile.

"My name is Shen Jingyue."

"So it's Comrade Shen. You've worked hard."

"We also want to publish this first aid method in the newspaper so that people all over the country can know about it. I wonder if Comrade Shen would be willing."

She taught them this method, so if they wanted to be in the newspaper, they would naturally need to get her permission.

"Of course, no problem, it's about serving the people."

Shen Jingyue had no objections whatsoever; in fact, she wholeheartedly agreed.

"Thank you for your support, Comrade Shen. I'll take these with me now."

The train conductor took everything away.