Taking the lunch box, Meng Yunhan started eating, she didnât really have an appetite, but she had to force herself eat for the sake of her son, otherwise, her son would have no mother to rely on.
The meal from the canteen didnât have any meat, only vegetables.
Meng Yunhan was gulping down the food, forcing herself to consume it.
Seeing Meng Yunhanâs desperate attempt to eat, Yunhanâs mother dropped her gaze and began to eat with a bitter taste in her mouth.
After Meng Yunhan finished eating, she was about to wash the lunch box, Yunhanâs mother took it from her, âHanhan, Iâll wash it, you soothe Little Huzi, Heâs been playing for quite some time, he should be sleepy by now.â
Meng Yunhan was gently patting her sonâs back while humming an English nursery rhyme.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
When Yunhanâs mother returned, she heard a song she didnât understand but didnât say a word.
Perhaps because Meng Yunhan often sings these nursery rhymes to Little Huzi, they have become his lullabies. Closing his little eyes, he fell asleep.
Mother, letâs withhold the news from dad for now. Oh, we arrived and didnât even sent a telegram home to inform father that we are safe. I donât know what kind of worries he might endure alone at home.â
Her mother thought of the old man at home, seeing how her son was, she worried about when he would wake up.
âAlright, Iâll withhold it from your father.â Her original plan was to go back home a few days after sending Meng Yunhan to the military. But seeing her sonâs condition now, she couldnât leave him behind. Meng Yunhan alone wouldnât be able to handle everything.
Taking care of Little Huzi and Yun Hao on top of everything else.
âThen, mother, mind Little Huzi and Yun Hao for a while. Iâm going out to send a telegram home to inform father that weâre safe.â
Yunhanâs mother intended to take over this task, âLet me go. The sun is harsh outside.â
âIâll go, I want to see if there are any chickens for sale. If there are, Iâll buy one to nourish Ahao. Heâs lost so much weight, and the IV fluids just arenât providing enough nutrition.â Meng Yunhan couldnât help but cry every time she thought about what Yun Hao was going through.
âThen, be careful.â Hearing Meng Yunhan say this, her mother had to abandon her previous thought. Sheâll stew the chicken when Meng Yunhan brings it back, to give her son some nourishment, he has lost too much weight.
âIâll be back soon.â Meng Yunhan nodded her head and went out the door.
Meng Yunhan braved the harsh sun. She went to the post office first and sent just a few words via telegram: Arrived, safe and sound, do not worry!
Then, she took a stroll, holding a chicken, and returned home.
âMother, Iâm back. Did Little Huzi wake up?â Meng Yunhan put the chicken down, turned towards the hospital bed and asked her mother if Little Huzi had woken up.â
âNo, he slept well.â Yunhanâs mother saw the flapping rooster. It must have cost quite a bit.
âYou watch them, I will take this to the canteen to stew it.â
Meng Yunhan nodded.
With nothing to do, Meng Yunhan began massaging Yun Hao again.
âHow is it, my massaging skills are not bad right? I am massaging you now, you can return the favor later.â
âAhao, you havenât heard me sing before, right? No, Iâve never sung for you before. What do you want to hear? English version, Hong Kong version, or Chinese version?â
âThe English version.â
Meng Yunhan sang âTian Mi Miâ in English.
The nurse who was preparing to do the rounds heard a hoarse but pleasant voice singing a song inside.
She listened at the door for a while, then, hearing the conversation inside, she turned around and left.