Chapter 1282 The educated youth mother of the son (28)

   Zhao You's apology softened the coldness in Fu Han's eyes, but his heart was still hard, probably because he had experienced too much in the past few years.

   He said: "I have found the thing, and I have accepted your apology, you can go back."

   Zhao You clenched his small fist and didn't speak. Although the man in front of him said to forgive him, Zhao You felt that instead of forgiving him, it was better to say that he didn't care whether he apologized or not, which made Zhao You a little confused.

  Fu Han said, and turned to go back to the bullpen.

It's just that, probably because of the discomfort in the legs before, plus the water soaking for another afternoon, I would not pay attention to this. As soon as my feet moved, there was an excruciating pain. Fu Han didn't pay attention, and the whole person went to Fall forward.

   "Hey, be careful." Zhao Weidong quickly stepped forward to support him.

   Fu Han, who was being supported, was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Thank you."

   Zhao Weidong chuckled: "No thanks."

   At this time, Yin Yin said, "I don't think Mr. Fu's feet are very good. I have some plaster that works well. Why don't I give some to Mr. Fu, as my stinky boy's apology this time."

   Originally, Yin Yin planned to bring food or other things. After all, life in the cowshed was definitely not easy, but she felt that Fu Han would definitely not accept it, so she might as well help Fu Han treat his feet first.

  Yin Yin knew that Fu Han would definitely refuse, so he grabbed Zhao Weidong and Zhao You and quickly left before he refused.

   "Mr. Fu, let's go back first."

   By the time Fu Han came back to his senses, they had already walked a certain distance, and Fu Han had no way to refuse.

  Fu Han thought, if they bring the plaster tomorrow, just let them bring it back, he doesn't need any apology.

   Moreover, Fu Han also felt that with the current condition of his feet, even if he went to a big hospital, there was no way to cure him, let alone plaster.

   So, don't bother.

  Fu Han lights up the kerosene lamp again. This kerosene lamp is one of the few and most precious things in Fu Han's place.

  The cowshed has no kang, only a few wooden boards nailed to it, and Fu Han used it as a bed.

  Fu Han sat beside the bed and took something out of a box.

   In the faint moonlight, it can be seen that that thing is the medal thrown into the stream by Zhao You today.

  The golden medal glows faintly in the silver moonlight.

  Fu Han gently rubbed the medal with his cocooned fingertips, with a dazed look in his eyes.

   Do they still have the day to go back?

  Fu Han was absent-minded, no one knew what he was thinking, but under the moonlight, the cowshed became colder and colder, and the man was like a lonely wolf.

   After a long time, Fu Han put the medal back again, very careful, and then picked up the military book on the side and read it.

   That military book can only be taken out when Fu Han is alone, and he hides it at other times.

   Probably because of frequent reading, the book has become a little old and yellowed, but the man still cherishes it very much.

  …

   "Daughter-in-law, where did you get the plaster?" Zhao Weidong asked on the way back.

   Yin Yin said: "My parents sent it."

   Zhao Weidong snorted and didn't ask any more. He knew that his father-in-law and mother-in-law often sent things to his daughter-in-law. After returning to the city, they sent a lot of things, including some medicines.

   The plaster is naturally not from the original owner's parents, Yin Yin plans to prepare it by himself.

   (end of this chapter)