Chapter 1369 Dingxiang, I’m here to marry you!

Chapter 1369 Dingxiang, I’m here to marry you!

Three days later, the smell of disinfectant became bitter in the spring breeze, but there was a festive atmosphere in the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of Nianwei Hospital.

The characters for "blessing" and "happiness" bloom like red flowers in every ward.

The intensive care unit at the end of the hospital corridor was crowded with people. On the blue and white striped sheets, Lilac's sunken cheeks were flushed unnaturally.

"Yuqiu, red lip paper!"

Lin Chuqiao, who was putting light makeup on Ding Xiang, reached out to borrow red paper from Ding Yuqiu, who was preparing to change new clothes for the bride.

"Hey, wait a minute! Song Yi, help Xiao Ding for a moment!" Ding Yuqiu shouted, and then searched in her small bag. "Hey, Ding Xiang, take some paper and you'll look better. Today, I'm going to impress that guy Wei Nong!"

I don’t know if it’s because of today’s happy event that adds to her excitement, or because of the last bit of energy, but Dingxiang looks better today than before.

She shyly changed her clothes with the help of Song Yiming and Zhang Ju, and obediently reflected her lips on the red paper, making them look extremely bright.

"Alright, alright, close the door quickly. They are not allowed to come in without the red envelopes!"

Lin Chuqiao watched Ding Xiang paint red for a while, and Song Yi looked at it for a while, very satisfied, and quickly told the two female educated youth standing by the door to guard the door.

And at this moment, in another ward.

Pang Weinong used red medicine to draw the double happiness on the glass bottle, and the enamel jar on the windowsill was filled with red velvet flowers bought from the supply and marketing cooperative - these were all the wedding decorations they could find.

"Hey, groom, why are you still doing these things by yourself?"

When Wang Defa followed Li Xiangnan into the room, he saw him still drawing the word "囍" by the bed and glared at him fiercely.

"It's not time yet, so let's just find something to do!" Pang Weinong said with a naive smile.

"There are so many things to do!" Li Xiangnan went over and straightened his collar for him. "This outfit looks much more handsome on you than on me!"

"Brother Nan, thank you for your clothes!"

"Why are you talking about this!" Li Xiangnan waved his hand and began to give instructions for the following matters. "I have prepared dozens of red envelopes for you. Don't be stingy later..."

The ward was filled with the sweet aroma of malted milk, which was contributed by fellow patients. Aluminum lunch boxes were used as fruit plates. Fruit candies wrapped in translucent glutinous rice paper looked like stars scattered on the hospital bed. A corner of the quilt exposed from the bed was filled with dates, longans, and peanuts, which symbolized happiness.

Seeing Li Xiangnan looking at the watch on his wrist from time to time while speaking, Pang Weinong asked nervously, "Brother Nan, is it time yet?"

"No, no, you've asked me this several times!" Li Xiangnan waved his hand and pressed his shoulder, "Calm down and don't be nervous, okay?"

He knew what Pang Weinong was nervous about at the moment.

Of the 37 calls made in these three days, only 14 found the person, but the intermittent signals were full of the bitterness of life.

The only people who have arrived here so far are the two female educated youth in Lilac House, one from Handong and the other from Shanghai.

After all, it’s impossible to be so perfect!

When the time came, Li Xiangnan finally gave up hope that they could arrive in time and shouted towards the door: "The auspicious time has arrived—"

As the gong in Wang Defa's hand sounded, there was a sudden uproar of surprise from people inside and outside the house, and the people who were witnessing this special wedding also became excited!

Bang!

But at this moment, the door was pushed open first.

Li Xiangnan, who was about to lead Pang Weinong out, was stunned, and then his eyes burst into great surprise!

"Building, unity, Er Gouzi? Why are you here?"

Li Xiangnan's throat was filled with excitement.

At the door were Li Jianshe, Li Tuanjie and Wang Ergou.

After receiving the notice from Li Fuqin, they did not buy train tickets and rushed from Hongshan County to Luzhou overnight, and then from the provincial capital to Yanjing. The mud from Lijia Village was still stuck on their cloth shoes.

"Brother Nan, Wei Nong, are you not late?"

The three of them grinned and handed out the Red Lantern brand radio from their arms. Seeing Li Xiangnan shook his head, they smiled and shouted, "Weinong, happy wedding!"

"Good brothers!" Pang Weinong reached out and hugged the three of them, his eyes red.

Just as he finished speaking, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor.

"Make way! Make way!" Three girls dressed as peasant girls squeezed in, holding blue flowered cloth bundles in their arms.

The leader Luo Fang unwrapped the layers of packages and found that she was actually wearing a brand new Dacron shirt - this was something they had bought without telling their families using the cloth coupons they had saved up throughout the year.

"Lilac's door is closed... Fortunately we made it in time." The girls blushed and handed over the cloth bag.

Li Xiangnan took it and was deeply moved: "Luo Fang, thank you for your hard work!"

"Xiao Li, what are you talking about! How can we be so hard? It's the cloves and the Weinong that are hard!" Luo Fang wiped her eyes, first crying, then laughing, "You two... haven't seen each other for a few years, how come you have aged so much!"

"Pfft!"

The three girls in the ward smiled and suddenly became brighter.

At this moment, sporadic applause rang out in the ward, mixed with the prelude of "Sweet Honey" on the radio. Li Jianshe raised the radio and shouted, "Let's not talk about the past first, let's help Wei Nong marry Ding Xiang home! Let's go!"

Footsteps suddenly sounded, but suddenly, when the ward door was pushed open for the third time, nine dusty educated youth rushed in like a tide, their shoes leaving mud marks on the concrete floor, their coats wrapped in the wind and frost of the world.

"This is old ginseng from Changbai Mountain. I waited outside the director's house for three days! Hehe! Happy wedding!"

Old Wu, an educated youth from Northeast China, opened a newspaper and saw three knotted wild ginseng whiskers lying in an enamel jar, with some unmelted snow particles still clinging to the whiskers.

He Xiaoli from southern Yunnan took out the oil paper bag, and the Pu'er tea cakes smelled of cigar smoke: "I spent six Angora rabbits to exchange for these twenty cakes of 1973 ripe Pu'er. Wei Nong, please don't let me down!"

The most eye-catching person was Wei Qiang, an educated youth from Shanghai. He brought three other male educated youths with him and carried a cardboard box, which contained a Bee brand sewing machine. A label with the words "Shanghai Friendship Store" was pasted on the head of the machine, and the ink number of the railway station was still on the polished and shiny body.

"This is raised from the resettlement fees for the educated youth returning to the city." Wei Qiang stroked the head of the machine, as if he saw them taking turns donating blood in exchange for quotas. "Back then you stole the sewing machine from the team to mend Dingxiang's trouser legs. Now we'll give her a new one."

Pang Weinong's Adam's apple moved, and he was choked with sobs and unable to speak.

At the same time, another silent tide was brewing in the corridor outside the ward.

The first person to appear was an old lady carrying a vegetable basket. Two canned yellow peaches in her net bag jingled with her steps.

She placed the can under the doorplate of Intensive Care Unit No. 1 and bowed three times in front of the door stitches, as if she was offering sacrifices to a Buddha in a temple.

Next came the steel plant workers, who wrapped four cans of food in newspapers. The water droplets on the glass bottles soaked the headlines of the People's Daily editorials.

There was also a postman who unloaded the cardboard boxes tied to the back seat of a 28-liter truck at the door of the ward - they were canned food that children from a village 20 miles away had bought with the money they earned from selling eggs.

There is a crayon drawing on each bottle cap: a bride wearing an oxygen mask, a groom holding an IV bottle, and a canning bottle with wings flying in the sky.

At the bottom was a crumpled piece of letter paper, the handwriting was smeared by tears: "Aunt Dingxiang, the teacher said that eating yellow peaches will cure the disease, you have to work hard."

As Pang Weinong followed Li Xiangnan through the forest of love, the morning light was penetrating the glass bottles, casting amber spots on the wall.

"Brother Nan, these things... who sent them?" He was stunned, especially when he saw a reporter standing in front of the camera at the end of the corridor, saying something.

"A patient in the hospital heard about you and Ding Xiang, and sent it here on his own initiative!" Li Xiangnan didn't want to hide it, so he explained with a smile, and then said to Xu Jiaxin and her cameraman, "Look, there are CCTV reporters over there. They are also moved by your love, and want to do a special report on you..."

Pang Weinong opened his mouth, speechless.

His eyes were soon attracted by something else. He bent down and picked up a brown paper package. Inside was fruit candies wrapped in wax paper. Each candy wrapper had the scenery of a different city printed on it: Tiananmen Square, the Bund, and Guangzhou Oriental Hotel.

The educated youth gathered around and suddenly burst into laughter - on the back of the candy wrapper was written in ballpoint pen the address of the educated youth office in various places, and there was also a sloppy note saying "If you need help when you return to the city, you can bring this token."

The speechless Pang Weinong was soon pushed to the newly decorated intensive care unit, where the slogan "Long Live Revolutionary Love" was extremely moving.

Amid the jeers, he knocked on the door and shouted, "Lilac, I'm here to marry you!"

The entire floor erupted in thunderous cheers at this moment.

At this moment, people send their most sincere blessings to the newlyweds...