Chapter 1636 - 1071: Heroine of the Republic 45

Chapter 1636: Chapter 1071: Heroine of the Republic 45

The only thing An Yi could do was, on the basis of premature encouragement, try her best to keep their roots still grounded in the soil, absorbing nourishment. When she found they were pulled up and the roots were not strong enough, she would replant them in the soil for them to grow again.

Of course, this metaphor here should ideally not involve real issues, as plants would die after premature encouragement.

Before November of this year, what An Yi needed to do was help them summarize all the knowledge points from middle school and consolidate them periodically.

First, she would solidify their basic skills and secure the most foundational scores. Once these were fully mastered, they’d move on to advanced types of knowledge so that they could achieve a most pragmatic state.

The next day, she waited until five or six in the afternoon to go to the hospital. As soon as she reached the ward, she was pulled by a young nurse.

"Sis, the kid woke up last night and insisted on finding the ring. Can we let him go? He was so rebellious; several senior sisters took turns to persuade him. It was only after persuasion that he calmed down and ate his meal. Unexpectedly, he tried to run away at midnight. In the end, we had no choice but to administer a sedative. When he woke up around two or three in the afternoon, he refused to eat or drink, looking completely hopeless. How can such a young kid be so disobedient?"

"The ring might be the only memory his mother left him. He’s afraid his unreliable dad might sell it if he goes there late, and he’ll never find it again. Actually..., it’s understandable. No worries, you go do your work, I’ll talk to him."

"Then I’ll go get him porridge,"

An Yi held her back, raising her own lunch box: "No need to buy it, I brought it myself,"

Probably because of the fuss yesterday, today the kid had a room all to himself, in what was supposed to be a five-person room. But now he lay there all alone, staring blankly at the window. The dirt on his face had been cleaned, but he still wore those filthy clothes. Upon entering and opening the door, the room smelled unpleasant.

She sniffed, smiling as she looked at him: "Hello there, little one. It’s great that you’ve woken up. Today, auntie has brought you something delicious. Later, you can fill your belly nicely, so you can recover faster. I’ve also brought you changing clothes; soon auntie will find a little brother to help you change and freshen up."

This time she’d brought not only changing clothes but also a basin and a towel. She couldn’t let him stay smelly on the hospital bed.

The kid stared at her for a while before cautiously asking: "Did you take me to the hospital?"

An Yi walked to the stool beside his bed and sat down, "Yes, you were unconscious then, so I brought you to the hospital. Now just focus on recovering, you don’t have to think about anything else. Look, here’s your ring, I helped you hide it secretly,"

The little one was shocked at her words, previously indifferent to her, but now instantly propping up his body and looking at her excitedly: "Really?"

She pulled his hand over, a clean ring securely placed in his palm, "Confirm if it’s the one your Mom left you?"

The little one’s eyes turned red, tears fell uncontrollably: "Aunt believes this is left by my Mom?"

"Yes, seeing how desperately you protected it, it must be your Mom’s token. Aunt believes you. Now, can we have some food?"

"Aunt, I’m called Hu Zi. That’s my pet name given by my Mom. She hoped I would be as strong as a tiger cub, but I let her down,"

"Hu Zi, darling, let’s not talk about anything else now. First, let’s eat; only after you’re full will you have the energy for other things."

An Yi had cooked millet porridge with red dates and pumpkin, which was good for the stomach and boosted blood. Upon opening the lunch box, the fragrant scent instantly caught Hu Zi’s attention. He turned his head with wide eyes in disbelief: "Aunt, is this for me?"

"I brought it over, so it’s definitely for you. Come, eat while it’s hot. Do you need me to feed you?"

"No, no need, I’ll do it myself,"

Hu Zi with his face covered in bruises and hesitation, cradled the aluminum lunch box she handed over. Then he stared at the bowl of millet porridge, eyes filled with doubt.

"This is millet porridge, truly for me?"

An Yi looked at him with some heartache and nodded: "Eat it. Only when you’re full can you recover quickly. Aunt isn’t lying; it’s specially made for you. How old are you?"

"Ten, fifteen," The temperature of the millet porridge was just right. Hu Zi scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and after the full integration of pumpkin and red dates with the rice broth, it carried a rich sweet aroma, soft and glutinous. It was simply a human world delicacy.