Chapter 351: The Disappearing Pond and the Tall Camphor

(20) Xiao Zhu and Aunt Zhong

After the swelling on my arm subsided, I started to take care of myself.

I also wash my mother's clothes.

I'm afraid of laundry, and I often don't have a place to dry it, and I can't do it all the time.

The sky is always overcast.

Everyone likes to do laundry, including Xiao Zhu, who is two tons fat, and Aunt Zhong, who shivers all day long.

Xiao Zhu's illness is probably genetic, and he has been like this since he was a child, obsessively always saying that he wants to study, study for a master's degree or a doctorate.

She was the only one who had packages, letters. Every time she replied, she alarmed all the patients. But she wrote every letter herself.

In the letter, she warned her father, who was disabled in the "Cultural Revolution" and was still on the sickbed, and asked him to work hard and make more contributions to the people.

Her mother died in a fight.

She's 25 years old, she talks like a 3-year-old, writes like a 5-year-old, and acts like an 8-year-old.

She quietly asked me if there was any way I could lose weight. I said eat less.

In fact, her shoulders are one meter wide, which is a fact that cannot be changed.

Dr. Zhang showed me Aunt Zhong's handwriting. God, that font is so beautiful.

I can't imagine how she could write it with such a shudder.

But it was indeed written by Aunt Zhong.

The content is that Presidential Decree No. × of 1958 appointing ×× to hold ×× positions and so on.

Aunt Zhong still maintains her position as a researcher at the Provincial Academy of Social Sciences, and her salary remains the same as in 1958.

Moreover, Aunt Zhong actually understood and said: How do I live now with five or eight years of salary?

Aunt Zhong is in her fifties, isn't she? She looks like a man, and her face is as big as a man's, and she doesn't have a single wrinkle.

She has a very dignified daughter who is a director, her daughter is not like her at all, and her daughter's expression is very indifferent.

(21) Disappearing ponds and tall camphor

Outside my window is a gray wall, and I can't see the blue sky and white clouds.

Outside our ward, there is only a small courtyard of 5, 60 square meters.

I heard that there was originally a pond in the courtyard with rockeries and carp, as well as a fountain. It's just that someone always jumped in and canceled it.

"It's strange that some people jump in on a cold day!" Dr. Liu said.

"It's not strange," Dr. Zhang said, "I asked, and I said I wanted to be sober." ”

"I can't jump, I don't want to be sober!" said Aunt Jane.

"I can't jump, I'm sober!" Xihong said.

"I'll jump, I'll be sober!" Meishuang said.

"I don't jump, I'm afraid of the cold!" Qingyun said.

"It's a pity, how nice it is to have a fountain!" said little Jasper.

Fortunately, there are three tall camphor trees in the courtyard. We used to do gymnastics around the trees.

A few days ago a young woman with a full head of gray hair came.

I heard that she is not yet 30 years old. Her face was already white, and in some places it was frighteningly white, and she looked sickly.

She walked and walked around the tree, round and round, day after day.

Then, Aunt Zhen, Mei Shuang, Xiao Zhu, and Aunt Zhong ...... One by one, they all came out and followed her.

Watching a large group of people being led "crazy" by a white-haired man, I thought it was funny, and I also followed in line, and even Qingyun came.

I think all the active people in the ward have come out, there are more than 20 people, and I can't see who is leading the way.

Since then, the "white-haired witch" has never turned around.

She's quiet now.