Chapter 407

Uncle Niu fell ill that night.

There were too many things in his heart, and he was able to hold on before, maybe because he missed the cow baby outside, or maybe because he wanted to take another look at the child he raised since he was a child.

He saw it today, he saw that he was studying well, he saw that he had no worries about food and clothing, he saw that he was a hundred times stronger than when he was by his side... The breath that he was holding on for was gone, and his body couldn't bear it anymore.

In the chaos, there were two voices arguing in his head all the time, one yelled to just close his eyes, he would not be a burden to the baby when he died; the other voice was clear and soft, she said, you have to be careful Alive, Niuwa is still waiting for you.

The two voices refused to give in to each other as if they were fighting in a ring, and the quarrel gave him a splitting headache.

Pain may clear one's mind. He was in pain and pain, and he remembered many, many things.

He remembered the first time he saw the cow baby, a small baby, his face was frozen blue, crying like a cat, unable to move; he remembered that he carried the cow baby from house to house begging for milk Niuwa was very worry-free when he was a child. He could drink corn mush when he had no milk or rice noodles. When I think of the exam papers that I scored, I think of him crying and calling for grandpa, and I think of him still have such a long, long way to go...

He can't bear it!

He is greedy, he still wants to see Niuwa a few more times, he wants to see him grow up, he wants to see him go to Peking University, he wants to see him get married and have children... The little boy has no parents, how tiring it will be to rely on himself in the future ... Oh yes, in case Lin Zhiqing returns to the city in two years, isn't Niuwa alone again... Also, the child has finished his studies and needs to go to college, which must be expensive. The little he left Not enough money...

Maybe he can still help him, whether it's cooking and lighting the fire, or taking the child to wash diapers... The brat can't live without someone to rely on!
Uncle Niu opened his eyes suddenly, panting heavily, his eyes were scarlet, staring at the black wall, and shouted "Help" in a hoarse voice.

The inmates in the same cell were alarmed, the prison guard was called, and later, the doctor also came...

Uncle Niu's illness was originally not reported to the Shili Brigade. To the prison, it was just a small matter of a prisoner's illness, and there was no need or reason to report it elsewhere.

So when Su Yuncheng called to ask about Uncle Niu's situation the next morning, the warden was puzzled for a long time.

Confused, the warden quickly asked someone to see Uncle Niu, and the answer he got was that he had a fever overnight and was given gentamicin, and now his fever subsided.

Su Yuncheng hung up the phone, turned around and asked Lin Nianhe: "Do you want to take Niuwa there?"

Lin Nianhe bit his lower lip, feeling that heaven and man were at war in his heart.

She felt that Uncle Niu's condition was not right yesterday, and it had nothing to do with the physical pain. She felt that the thread that had been hanging on Uncle Niu's life was broken, so she said that purposely, because she was afraid that Uncle Niu would not want to think about suicide.

Do you want to take Niu Wa to see him?

The elderly probably don't want their children to go to prison.

Lin Nianhe thought about it and said, "I'll go and see him."

"I am with you."

Taking advantage of the village elementary school's lunch break, Su Yuncheng took Lin Nianhe to the prison.

Uncle Niu's fever has gone down, but his body hurts so badly that he can't get up on the kang.He was wearing a padded jacket and wrapped in a quilt, and was surprised to see Lin Nianhe: "Lin, educated youth Lin?"

"Are you okay?" Lin Nianhe put a bag of brown sugar and two bottles of canned yellow peaches on his pillow, and said to himself, "We called the prison this morning and found out that you are sick."

"I'm old and useless." Uncle Niu struggled to sit up, but Lin Nianhe held his shoulders.

"Lie down, don't catch a cold." Lin Nianhe said, "I didn't tell Niuwa about your illness, but I promised him yesterday that I will try my best to let you meet once a month."

Uncle Niu's eyes lighted slightly: "Yes, yes, don't tell him, don't tell him, I just have a cold, nothing happened."

After a pause, he said again: "It's better to meet... don't delay him."

When he said this, his eyes dimmed a bit.

"I asked just now, you and Niuwa are not related by blood, so your matter will not affect him."

Lin Nianhe told a little lie.

But this matter really doesn't affect Niuwa. At the time when Uncle Niu brought Niuwa home, he didn't go through any adoption procedures. He didn't understand these things. When the baby started hunting pigweed at the age of five, she added a name to the record book without any serious formalities.

It was the formalities and official household registration that Principal Wu had done for him when he decided to adopt Niuwa.From this point of view, Niu Baby has nothing to do with Uncle Niu, and naturally he will not be affected by him.

Lin Nianhe didn't tell Uncle Niu these things, lest the old man think that he has nothing to do with Niuwa, and hurt his already fragile heart.

When Uncle Niu heard what Lin Nianhe said, he couldn't help feeling a little excited: "Lin Zhiqing, don't lie to me, really, really?"

"Really, I asked clearly." Lin Nianhe nodded, "Don't worry, take good care of your body, perform well, and strive to be released as soon as possible."

"Uh-huh!"

Uncle Niu's eyes were bright, and he seemed to see hope for the future again.

Lin Nianhe accompanied him and said a few words, before leaving, he said: "Next time, I will take Niuwa to the town to take two photos and send them to you."

"Educated youth Lin!"

Uncle Niu struggled to sit up.

He looked at Lin Nianhe, his eyes were red.

He raised his hands tremblingly, clasped them together and made a bow: "Thank you, thank you..."

Lin Nianhe smiled at him, turned around and left without saying anything.

Uncle Niu looked at the direction of Lin Nianhe's departure until he could no longer see her, then wiped away the tears from his face, picked up the steamed cornbread that had been cooled long ago, and stuffed it into his mouth forcefully.

When leaving the prison, Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He should be able to survive."

Su Yuncheng pressed down her hat, glanced at the snowy sky, and said, "Go back first, it's going to snow."

Su Yuncheng was like the weather forecast, the snow fell when they arrived at the Shili brigade.

Lin Nianhe looked at him with complicated eyes.

His ability to predict the weather gave her the urge to donate him to the Meteorological Observatory!

With him around, the weather forecast is probably much more reliable. At least it won’t happen that the weather forecast insists that it’s sunny today even when it’s raining.

Su Yuncheng felt uncomfortable when she saw her: "What's wrong?"

Lin Nianhe blurted out: "I want to donate you to the country."

Su Yuncheng: "...?"

Can one person donate twice?
(End of this chapter)

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