bestfiction Chapter 375 Xiaoting had already trained us.
Chapter 375 Xiaoting had already trained us.
Huang Ling looked at the light purple disinfectant sprayed on their clothes. Even the stains on their clothes were better than the 84 Hepatitis Disinfectant (which was developed by Beijing Ditan Hospital in 1984 and later renamed 84 Disinfectant).
That stuff burns the skin, corrodes clothes, and causes severe discoloration if even a little bit gets on it.
Huang Ling looked at the two of them. "It's alright, your clothes are dirty, I'll wash them for you tomorrow. The most important thing is that you're safe."
Pengfei turned on the tap, washed his hands, and was about to turn around and go back into the house when Xiaoting stopped him.
"Brother Pengfei, wash with soap!"
Huang Ling then came to her senses and stepped out of the courtyard to look around. "Xiao Ting, Pengfei, why are there only the two of you? Where's Tu Nan?"
Xiaoting carefully washed her hands with running water, answering as she did so. "Mom, my brother went to take Sister Wanshu home, he'll be back in a bit."
Huang Ling called to the children and turned to walk into the house.
"Wash your hands and come inside. It's very cold outside. The stove in the living room has some coal briquettes that your dad just put in, it's very warm."
Pengfei and Xiaoting walked into the living room. The stove was burning brightly, and the red flames illuminated the walls.
Huang Ling took out the medicine she had stocked up on from the cabinet and made two cups of Banlangen for the two of them.
"Drink some Banlangen first to warm up, and the meal will be ready soon."
Tu Nan arrived at just the right time; the food had just been served when he returned.
Tu Nan called from outside the door, "Mom and Dad, open the door."
Xiaoting stood up and was about to go out when she spotted the spray bottle on the cabinet. On a whim, she grabbed the spray bottle and went out.
Xiaoting carefully sprayed disinfectant, and Tu Nan obediently stood by and cooperated, giving her brother a thorough disinfection from head to toe before letting him in.
Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling sat on the soft sofa opposite them, their eyes gentle as they watched Tu Nan, Peng Fei, and Xiao Ting sitting around the dining table eating.
In the living room, the television was playing the news, with reports about the hepatitis A outbreak in Shanghai flashing across the screen.
Huang Ling ate the walnuts that Chao Ying had carefully peeled for her, muttering to herself.
“It’s good that you’re back. Your dad and I have been watching TV every night these past few days, closely following the news about the epidemic. We never imagined that the hepatitis A outbreak in Shanghai would be so serious, with more than 200,000 people already infected. Just thinking about that number is terrifying. I sincerely prayed to Buddha every day at home to bless you so that you could come back safely, and it really came true. You came back safely, so it seems that Buddha is quite effective.”
Upon hearing this, Tu Nan couldn't help but laugh at his mother. "Mom, how come you've become just like Aunt Song? Praying to Buddha for protection is all feudal superstition; it has no scientific basis whatsoever."
Upon hearing this, Huang Ling quickly put her hands together and respectfully bowed three times to the surroundings, muttering something under her breath.
"Children speak without thinking, please forgive us, Bodhisattva."
Zhuang Chaoying threw the walnut shells into the trash can next to her. She used to be a staunch atheist and a model young woman in society.
But now, after experiencing so much and coming to this world in the show, some things simply cannot be explained by science. So he couldn't help but have different thoughts about some unknown forces, and slowly he began to believe in them.
He looked at Tu Nan and smiled. "Your mother is just worried about you. She's been terrified lately. Whether it's superstition or not, as long as it works, that's all that matters."
Pengfei swallowed the cured meat in his mouth and continued.
"Uncle, Aunt, when the three of us came back just now, we ran into Uncle Wang and Aunt Xiang. As soon as they saw us, they were so scared that they quickly hid behind us, as if we were carrying the hepatitis A virus."
"That's right, Dad, Mom, you don't know, when Uncle Wang saw me come back alone, the look in his eyes was so disgusted, he was practically saying I was a virus carrier."
While skillfully peeling shrimp, Tu Nan watched his father, then carefully divided the peeled shrimp in half for Xiao Ting and Peng Fei, before continuing to peel shrimp for himself.
Seeing how caring her son Tu Nan was, just like Chao Ying, Huang Ling waved her hand. "Chaoying, stop eating, stop peeling, you should rest too."
Zhuang Chaoying's hands didn't stop moving. "It's good that you're back. You all should stay home and not go out. Put all your dirty clothes in the washing machine later, and I'll wash them for you tomorrow."
After saying that, he got up and put a handful of freshly peeled walnuts into the fruit plate, thinking that it would be convenient for anyone who wanted to eat them later.
Zhuang Chaoying sat back down on the sofa. "When your mother and I went to Shanghai in December to collect the Writers Association's subsidy, we heard them say that the number of infected people was less than 100,000. In less than half a month, it has soared to 200,000. At this rate, will it break 300,000 in a few days?"
Pengfei put down his chopsticks. "It might really be true. This epidemic is spreading very quickly now. It could probably reach 300,000 in just a few days."
Upon hearing this, Huang Ling quickly grabbed a cup from the kitchen and made a cup of Banlangen (Isatis root) for Tu Nan as well.
“Xiaoting and Pengfei have both finished drinking, Tunan, you have to drink too.”
The Banlangen granules and the disinfectant at home were bought by her and Song Ying as soon as she heard the news report on TV. If they went to buy them now, they would be sold out long ago.
After dinner, Pengfei leaned back in his wooden chair. "Uncle, Aunt, please don't worry. We definitely won't get infected, and neither will Lin Dongzhe. Xiaoting has always been strict with us since we were little; she's trained us well!"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Chaoying exchanged a glance with Ah Ling and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
That's absolutely true! From a young age, Xiaoting had incredibly high expectations for these boys. They had to wash their hands before meals and after using the toilet, otherwise she wouldn't let Dongzhe touch her notes and homework. If they were wearing outer pants, she thought they were dirty and wouldn't even let them sit on the bed; they had to sit obediently on small stools.
“My daughter has always held you rascals to high standards and strict requirements since you were little, and now it seems she was absolutely right, hahaha!”
"Dad—" Xiaoting called out shyly, her face flushed.
"I'm not going to talk about it anymore." Zhuang Chaoying waved her hand, her smile undiminished. "You guys eat, Pengfei, these walnuts are freshly shelled. By the way, if you're free tomorrow, call your mom's workplace to let her know you're safe."
Pengfei nodded in agreement. "Understood, Uncle."
As night fell, the incandescent lights in the room emitted a warm glow.
Zhuang Chaoying sat on the edge of the bed, gently massaging A-Ling's shoulders. "How's the pressure, A-Ling?"
"Be gentle, your hands are like pliers."
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Uncle, Aunt, may we come in?" Pengfei's voice came from outside the door.
Huang Ling patted Zhuang Chaoying's leg, gesturing for him to get up. "Come in, Pengfei."
The door opened, and Pengfei walked in, carrying gifts in his arms. "Uncle, you've been using this handbag for so many years, and it's cracked in many places. I bought you a new leather bag. Aunt, this wool sweater is for you."
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