Chapter 26: After Wu Goudan
had dinner, Zhou Nan carried a basket and went to Wu Goudan's house. The hustle and bustle during the day gradually died down. At this time, most of the people in the village had gone back, and the stories in the village have been passed down. The rule is that no matter who has trouble, the people in the village will come to help.
The captain Wu Zhongliang, who had been busy all day, had not left yet and was squatting under the eaves smoking.
"Uncle Wu, mother asked me to bring some food to Goudan." Zhou Nan greeted Wu Zhongliang when he saw him.
Wu Zhongliang raised his head and glanced at Zhou Nan, narrowed his eyes and said, "It's Nan Wazi. Hey, your mother is interested. Goudan is in the house, and no one can coax him away, and he doesn't talk or cry. I originally thought I asked Goudan to come to my house for dinner, no, I won't listen to him, and if he hugs him, he will be punched and kicked."
Who wouldn't say pitiful words to Wu Goudan when they see him, but what's the use? In this world today, who is not pitiful? The adults were so hungry that they tightened their belts, and the children were so hungry that they cried. As long as there are bark and wild vegetables, anything edible can be served on the table. If no one cares about this child, he will probably starve to death.
"Uncle Wu has been tired for a long day. You should go home and eat first. I'll keep an eye on Goudan here and let him eat some at least." Zhou Nan said.
Wu Zhongliang stood up. He was dealing with Mrs. Wu's funeral today and had a lot of things to do. His own family was also in a tight situation, so he mentioned that Goudan would come to his house for a meal. His mother-in-law didn't want to, and even got into a fight with him over this matter. He still has pinch marks left by his mother-in-law on his body, hiss! It hurts so tight. Now that the Zhou family had brought food, it solved his problem. He patted his clothes and said, "Okay, I'll go back first and come back to see him later."
Zhou Nan nodded and suddenly asked, "Wu Uncle, where is Goudan's father? What will Wu Goudan do in the future?"
When Wu Zhongliang mentioned Wu Stuttering, Wu Zhongliang pulled at his hair in annoyance, "I have sent people to look for that short-lived one, but no one has been found. Who knows? Where did he die? I will respond to this matter first. Let's see what the people above say. There is always a way to solve this matter." Zhou Nan thought about it. He couldn't take care of this matter. "I will advise you later. I'd like to persuade Goudan to let him stay at my house for a few days. There are many people at home and the children are playing around. Maybe he will forget these things in a few days." Leave Goudan alone in this shabby empty house. Here, it's also quite pitiful.
Wu Zhongliang smiled and said: "This is the best, so I'll trouble you first."
Zhou Nan also shook his head, "Whatever, we all belong to the same village. If you can help, please help. Uncle Wu, go back, otherwise the whole family will be waiting in a hurry Yes."
Wu Zhongliang chuckled and left. Zhou Nan entered the room. The dark room was empty, with a small figure huddled at the corner of the bed, motionless.
"Goudan!" Zhou Nan tried to shout.
Hearing the sound, the figure stayed for a while, then shook his body slightly, raised his head, stared blankly for a while, and then shouted in a hoarse voice: "Brother Nan?" Maybe it
was because Zhou Nan last time Because he had helped him, Wu Goudan's attitude towards Zhou Nan was very different from others. I heard that he hadn't paid attention to anyone the whole day, so he had been in a daze, neither crying nor making trouble, as if he was locked up in his own room. In the world, when Zhou Nan was seen, he actually reacted very fiercely.
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