Chapter 734: Escape from Famine 39
Sun Chunfeng came over and cried silently, "Mom, Xiaoling hasn't woken up yet. Will she be okay? Should we take her to the hospital?"

"She has internal injuries. I have given her some healing medicine. She will be fine after she wakes up at night. After a few days of recuperation, she will be able to jump around again. You don't have to worry."

Sun Chunfeng wiped away her tears, forced a smile, and said, "Mom, I'll go cut some lean meat and cook some meat porridge for the children."

"Go ahead, cook some more, and boil a few more eggs, two for each of the children, to give them some good nourishment."

"Okay, Mom, I'll go cook."

Geng Dalin brought back a basket full of fish. Yuanchun sat in the yard sorting the fish. It was dark and she still hadn't finished.

Just after dark, the captain came to Yuanchun and told her, "Old Man Yang and Old Lady Yang have been locked up. The comrades from the Public Security Bureau said that this is a crime of intentional homicide. Old Man Yang may have to eat peanuts, and Old Lady Yang may be implicated by him and sent to a remote rural labor camp."

Yuanchun said gratefully, "Captain, thank you for your hard work today. Would you like to stay for dinner tonight and let Dalin have a drink with you?"

The captain waved his hand and said, "Forget about it today. Let's do it another day."

"Okay then, I'll ask Dalin to invite you some other day."

After the captain left, Yuanchun put the uncollected small fish and shrimp into a basket and hung it up to prevent them from being eaten by night owls.

The next day, Yuanchun and Sun Chunfeng spent the whole morning cleaning up all the big and small fish and shrimps.

At noon, Yuanchun fried a large bowl of small fish for the children to eat.

The children's mouths were filled with delicious taste and they kept muttering how delicious the food was, forgetting all the unpleasant things that happened yesterday.

In the evening, Yuanchun stewed two large fishes, ate one for herself and put another in a clay pot. She also took eight large steamed buns with two sides and asked Geng Dalin to secretly deliver them to the cowshed. "Give them to Old Man Huo. He saved our two children. We can't pretend we didn't know anything. This is a thank you gift."

"There are also fever-reducing and cold medicines in this small paper bag. It was so cold yesterday and he jumped into the cold water. He is so old, I think he must have caught a cold. Let him take one pill and he will be better tomorrow." "Mom, I remember that."

Geng Dalin kicked the small paper bag into the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket, then carried the basket on his back and went to the cowshed in the dark.

When I knocked on the cowshed door, the people inside took a long time to open the door.

"Hello, I'm looking for Old Man Huo," Geng Dalin smelled the odor of cow dung as he walked in. However, he was used to the smell as he worked in the fields every day, so he didn't think it was a big deal.

When he applied fertilizer, he would grab cow dung with his bare hands and spread it on the fields.

The middle-aged man who came to open the door, when he saw that the visitor was Geng Dalin, he understood his purpose. He pointed to the room closest to the inside and said, "Old man Huo's room is in the fourth room, but he caught a cold. He started to have a fever last night and has had a fever for a whole day and night. He didn't eat anything."

Geng Dalin was anxious and asked, "Why didn't you tell the captain to send old man Huo to the hospital?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "For people like us, when we get sick we just have to endure it. If we can endure it, we'll live, but if we can't, we'll die."

Geng Dalin was speechless for a moment.

He hurried into Old Man Huo's house.

Old man Huo was burned for so long that he became confused.

Geng Dalin put down the backpack, touched his forehead, and felt burning hot under his hand. He quickly took out the small paper bag from his pocket, took out two pills, and fed them into Old Man Huo's mouth.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man who followed him in hurriedly poured water and fed it to Old Man Huo.