Chapter 214

it ' s a long story!

Wu Zhuoya's inner helplessness can't be described in words.

She wanted to reprimand, but turned her head and saw the little girl's pale face and thin figure. She was filled with heartache.

The child has just been seriously ill. Even the doctor said he would give her more nutrition. It's not too much for the child to eat meat.

After thinking about it, Wu Zhuoya softly discussed with he Tiantian, "Tiantian, your disease is just right. You can't eat too greasy things. In this way, will your mother cook some meat porridge and steam an egg soup for you?"

These are digestible things, but also oil and water. They should be able to make up for children's body.

As soon as he heard the meat porridge and egg soup, he Tiantian deliberately pretended to be salivating, sucked away his saliva and nodded again and again.

She didn't even open her mouth, as if tears would flow out of it as soon as she opened her mouth.

People:

Originally, everyone thought that he Tiantian was too greedy. She was a 17-year-old girl and thought about eating meat every day.

But a few days ago, he Tiantian had a nosebleed and was unconscious. It was too tragic.

Even the neighbors who didn't see it with their own eyes could not help muttering when they heard other people's stories——

"Does the child like to eat good things not only because of his greedy mouth, but because his body is really too empty?"

"I guess I was hungry when I was a child. I didn't raise it well from the root!"

"... Oh, if so, Tiantian is also a poor child."

"Yes, she can't help it. You haven't heard the doctor say that you are seriously malnourished. Tut tut!"

The crowd Tut, although they still don't like he Tiantian, they don't Crusade too much.

The weak always arouse the sympathy of the world.

Maybe we will still feel sorry for the good things taken away by he Tiantian, but how much pity is there, rather than just criticizing and spitting.

At this moment, they saw he Tiantian begging for delicious food with her mother. Although they felt a little speechless, they still felt pity more.

Alas, look at this little face. It's no bigger than a slap. There's no meat on it. It's dry and thin.

A serious illness has just healed. It really needs to be mended.

They didn't say any more gossip, but looked at Wu Zhuoya's mother and daughter leaving with great understanding.

When she got home, Wu Zhuoya helped he Tiantian to her bedroom. "Tiantian, wait. Mom will cook delicious food for you!"

He Weihong pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but her sister was really poor.

forget it!

At least I just got out of the hospital. I'll let you this time.

He Weihong helped put things away and took the initiative to help in the kitchen.

Jingling and busy, Wu Zhuoya soon brought a bowl of tender egg soup.

A little sesame oil and scallion were put on the egg soup. The smell went straight into people's nose.

He Weihong couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit, turned her head quickly and didn't look at the bowl of egg soup.

I'm not greedy. I'm not hungry. I'm an adult. I haven't eaten less good things since I was young. I, i——

He Weihong tried hard to persuade herself at the bottom of her heart. At this time, the lunch meat foam rice porridge in the casserole on the stove came out with a strong smell.

Meat!

It's the canned lunch meat that my father brought back from the capital. Usually, my family can't bear to eat it, so I won't take out a box until there are distinguished guests or during the festival.

He Weihong clearly remembers that the last time he ate it was last month.

The last time he family ate meat dishes was a week ago.

She hasn't eaten meat for several days.

He Weihong's mouth secreted liquid crazily. Finally, she couldn't help it and ran directly back to her room.

Wu Zhuoya didn't see her eldest daughter's move. She sent the egg soup to her youngest daughter's bedroom.

"Sweet, eat quickly. Mom put sesame oil on you. It smells good!"

He Tiantian quickly took over the job. Er, it's quite hot.

But she pretended not to be afraid of the heat. She quickly picked up the spoon and began to eat.

Soft, tender, smooth and fragrant!

It's just a bowl of simple egg soup, but in this era, it's definitely a rare delicacy.

He Tiantian ate the egg soup in a few bites and looked up at Wu Zhuoya. His big eyes fanned, but he didn't speak.

After being a mother and daughter for several months, Wu Zhuoya also knows her own daughter.

Looking at her eager little appearance, she couldn't help laughing: "the meat porridge is still stewing on the stove. Don't worry, it'll be fine in a minute!"

He Tiantian finally felt relieved. She opened her mouth and smiled.

She handed the bowl to Wu Zhuoya. It seemed that she thought of something and reminded her, "Mom, there are draft paper, pencils, erasers and rulers!"

"Oh! OK, I'll get it for you now!"

Wu Zhuoya left the room with an empty bowl and turned to her husband's study.

After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, I really found a roll of draft paper for drawing engineering drawings, several half used pencils and half used erasers, and a steel ruler.

Wu Zhuoya checked carefully and found that there was nothing inappropriate in it. Then she sent a roll of blank draft paper to he Tiantian's room.

"Thank you, mom!"

He Tiantian's small mouth is very sweet, which is also in line with the original owner's human design.

The original owner ran to someone else's house to rub and drink. Of course, there was a thick skin, but her clever mouth also played a role.

"I'm your mother. Don't be so polite!"

Wu Zhuoya looked at he Tiantian with a smile. Although the daughter always made her and her wife laugh, it was her own flesh and blood.

Look at this eyebrow. It looks like an old companion.

The sweet deep eye socket and high bridge of the nose are inherited from themselves.

It can be said that he Tiantian's appearance combines all the advantages of he Yaohua and Wu Zhuoya.

It's just that the child is too thin and weak, and he has just recovered from a serious illness, which is a little damaging to his appearance.

But overall, he Tiantian's face looks really good.

Wu Zhuoya often feels distressed and guilty when she sees her daughter's thin appearance or her various unspeakable acts.

Alas, although they had to, their husband and wife did owe the child.

With a sigh in her heart, Wu Zhuoya walked out of the room and didn't forget to help close the door before she left.

He Tiantian came to the desk, spread out the scribble paper, picked up the pencil and began to write and draw.

There are too many things in her mind. However, she began to write selectively according to the military factory where he Yaohua is located and the recent research direction of the military factory.

In addition, when the original owner went to the small foreign building, he also read the notes or folders of several Soviet experts such as puslov.

But the original owner didn't understand this. She just glanced curiously.

But he Tiantian is different. She is now a personal computer. It's basic to never forget.

He Tiantian can also deeply restore all the data according to the simple memory swept by the original owner.

Then, he Tiantian searches for more useful information in her brain database based on these data.

The level of detail is definitely more expert than Soviet experts.

Her head moves quickly, and her hands record it quickly.

Shua, Shua, Shua!

In the quiet room, there was only the sound of pencil tip rubbing paper.

He Tiantian doesn't know how long she wrote it. She has only one idea in her heart: come on! Must be fast!

She wants to record more useful information before the body can't bear the overload of the brain.

Yes, he Tiantian had a nosebleed and was unconscious before. She wasn't all acting.

But this body is really too weak. She can't bear such overloaded brain consumption.

Tick!

A drop of crimson liquid dripped on the manuscript paper filled with data and charts, and slowly fainted.

He Tiantian doesn't care much. She wipes her nose casually with the back of her hand and continues to write crazy books.

Tick! Tick!

More and more blood drops, he Tiantian quickly wiped them with her hand, and the paper fell on the floor.

She dragged another one and wrote crazily.

She finally transcribed all the core research of the military factory, the part in charge of Soviet experts.

Data, charts, formulas, calculations... All the details are not missing.

Boom!

He Tiantian passed through this body, and her bearing capacity finally reached the extreme. She leaned back, and the chair suddenly lost her balance. She even fell to the ground with her chair.

The manuscript paper on the desk has been infected with a large amount of blood.

"Sweet, let's have a bowl of porridge first. When your father and your brother come back in the evening, I'll stew fish soup -"

Wu Zhuoya held the tray and pushed the door open sideways. She was talking incessantly.

However, when she saw the scene in the room, she was shocked out of the sky.

In the small bedroom of more than ten square meters, the floor is covered with manuscript paper.

And the little girl who just smiled and thanked herself fainted on the ground.

Wu Zhuoya almost threw the bowl out of her hand, but she was a long-standing soldier.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard. The pain reminded her to be calm and calm!

She carefully bypassed the papers on the floor, came to the table and put the bowl full of meat porridge.

Then she came to her daughter, stretched out her finger and put it on her nose.

Wu Zhuoya thought she was calm enough, but her fingers were still shaking.

The nose is warm and hot, and there is still Qi!

Wu Zhuoya breathed out a little, then shouted at her throat, "Wei Hong! Wei Hong!!"

He Weihong hid in the room, holding a book and looking at it one by one.

I don't know if it's her illusion. I can still smell a strong fragrance when I close the door.

Pink and tender lunch meat and white rice porridge. Just thinking about it, he Weihong couldn't help drooling.

Sobbing, she really wants to eat.

But she can't!

There are so many good things at home that my parents usually don't want to eat.

He Tiantian can eat it. First, she hasn't eaten it in the past, and second, she has just been discharged from the hospital.

How can she he Weihong rob a patient for food?!

But it really smells good, and she's hungry.

Recently, the school has a holiday. In fact, even if there is no holiday, the food supply in the canteen is not enough.

Many students are full of dishes, and some are even swollen.

He Weihong's family conditions are good. She can eat at home. At least she can have a full meal.

However, it is only enough to eat. It is impossible to eat well, as in the past.

The more he Weihong didn't want to think about it, the more the deadly fragrance drilled into her nose.

That feeling is really uncomfortable.

When he Weihong thought about going out for a turn, he suddenly heard his mother's scream.

He Weihong was startled and almost fell out of bed.

She covered her chest, calmed her mind, dropped her book, pulled her shoes and ran out.

"Mom? What's the matter? What's the matter?"

He Weihong shouted as she ran. She ran to he Tiantian's bedroom and was about to break in when she pushed the door.

Wu Zhuoya seemed to think of something. When she heard the news of her eldest daughter, she quickly shouted, "don't come in first!"

He Weihong was startled again, slammed on the brake and hit the door panel directly.

Wu Zhuoya quickly got up and carefully picked up all the manuscript papers on the ground.

She works in the reference room and has dealt with Soviet experts in the past year or two, so she knows something about some things.

Just now, after a quick glance, Wu Zhuoya still found the importance of the materials on the manuscript paper.

This is not graffiti, but something important!

Wu Zhuoya put away the manuscript paper, but saw that several of them were stained with blood, and her hands began to tremble again.

The eyes are hot, the nose is sour, and the tears roll down quietly.

This, the blood on these manuscript papers, can't be their own sweet flow.

Especially when I saw the one on the desk, the blood occupied a large area and fainted some graphics and words.

The scarlet color made Wu Zhuoya's heart ache.

What the hell is going on?

Her sweet family how can these things?

And why did she faint again?

Several question marks poured into Wu Zhuoya's brain, but she didn't delay.

Carefully put away the manuscript paper, and then waved to the door: "come here, your sister fainted again!"

In fact, without Wu Zhuoya opening her mouth, he Weihong, who stood at the door and stretched her neck to look in, had found he Tiantian lying on the ground.

Her eyes widened. Although she couldn't see the specific situation of her sister, she saw a large amount of blood vaguely.

My God?

Sister has nosebleed again?

Or did it break somewhere?

He Weihong's heart was pounding and the whole person was very nervous.

Although she is usually naughty, she looks like she is not afraid of heaven and earth.

In fact, she has been well protected by her family since childhood. She has not been hurt or suffered too much crime.

Even when she was young, she followed her parents around the base areas, and she did not see the cruelty of war.

Maybe he's too young, maybe he's forgotten.

When he Tiantian first "got sick", he Weihong didn't see it and thought his mother was deliberately exaggerating.

But today, he Weihong only felt flustered when she saw it with her own eyes.

Wu Zhuoya's call woke up he Weihong. Her face turned white and she walked into the room with hands and feet.

When he got closer and looked more carefully, he Weihong found that his sister's situation was really bad.

"Mom, sweet, sweet, what's the matter?"

He Weihong didn't notice it himself. Her voice was obviously crying.

Wu Zhuoya took a deep breath. Without too much explanation, she directly ordered, "you give me a hand and let's take Tian Tian to the military hospital!"

Last time I was in the infirmary, I couldn't find out why.

Wu Zhuoya didn't want to send her daughter there this time. She simply sent her directly to the military hospital.

There is equipment over there. Let the doctor check it. Maybe we can find the cause