Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1173 The mind is weak (one more)
In the evening, Yang Ruoqing accompanied Mrs. Sun and the others to deliver food to the villagers.

In addition to porridge at night, Sun also specially made pancakes in order to improve the food of the villagers.

It is to knead egg liquid and wheat flour together, put oil in a large pot, and fry pancakes in one pot.

The dialect in this area is called Youbing.

Everyone drank gruel and chewed oil cakes, once again feeling grateful for the kindness of Yang Huazhong's family.

As usual in the crowd, Yang Ruoqing didn't see Widow Liu coming to pick up things, so she brought a bowl of porridge and a piece of pancake to Widow Liu's tent.

This time, when she walked outside the tent, there was no sound of the widow Liu chasing after her.

When she entered the tent, she found that Widow Liu was lying sideways on the mat.

Face in and back out, as if asleep.

Yang Ruoqing called her softly, but no one responded.

So she put down the food in her hand and came to Widow Liu.

"Auntie?"

She yelled again and looked her in the face.

Ouch, Widow Liu's face is flushed, and the color of her lips has changed.

"Auntie?"

Yang Ruoqing yelled again, and quickly pulled Widow Liu over.

Touching her forehead, it was hot, as if touching a stove.

"There's water everywhere, the moisture must have entered the body, coupled with the impatience, that's why I have a high fever!"

After a moment of anxiety, Yang Ruoqing quickly calmed down.

She came outside the tent and yelled to Sun's side, "Mother, whoever of you came to help, Aunt Mu's fell ill!"

"what?"

Over there, Mrs. Sun quickly put down the ladle when she heard the words, and handed over the porridge to Mrs. Sun and Osmanthus fragrans. She and Bao Suyun came here quickly.

Along the way, many villagers squatted aside to eat, and they all heard this.

When several women heard Yang Ruoqing calling for help, they all wanted to come.

But when I heard the latter sentence, I hesitated.

Widow Liu is not very popular in the village, and she doesn't get along with people. Everyone excludes her.

Later, her son Mu Zichuan won the exams of scholar and Juren.

Some people in the village wanted to curry favor with Widow Liu, but their hot faces were covered with cold asses.

After doing this a few times, everyone's minds also faded.

I don't expect to be able to curry favor with him, but I don't dare to crowd out any more.

Widow Liu is still in the village with her doors and windows closed and isolated from the world.

Yang Ruoqing could see all the reactions of the women.

I couldn't help but sighed secretly in my heart, Widow Liu is really not an ordinary failure in this aspect!
"Qing'er, do you want us to help?"

After all, some women asked this way because of Yang Ruoqing's face.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, and said: "It's fine for my mother and fifth aunt to come, you don't need to bother my aunt and sisters-in-law."

"Then, if there's anything we need later, just tell me!"

"Well, good!"

inside the tent.

Mrs. Sun brought warm water and a clean handkerchief, and beside it, there was a small half pot of burning knives that old Suntou and the others drank yesterday.

Bao Suyun helped Widow Liu to sit up. Widow Liu kept burning until the corners of her mouth were covered with fire bubbles.

Yang Ruoqing washed her hands and walked over, said to Sun and Bao Suyun: "I have to help her reduce the fever first, and then use the medicine."

"Okay, Qing'er, you can do whatever you want, and we'll help you!" Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, so she tried her best.

He greeted Widow Liu on all the methods of physical cooling that he was familiar with and commonly used.

After a long day of work...

Yang Ruoqing was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

As for Widow Liu, the redness on her face has faded significantly.

I touched her forehead, although it was still hot, but it was much better than before.

"Mother, help Aunt Mu's change into a set of clean clothes, and my family will make medicine." Yang Ruoqing said.

"well!"

……

Twilight fell.

In the large and small tents near the Earth Temple, everyone got into and slept with their heads covered.

The house is gone, and food and other things can't be grabbed, let alone tung oil lamps?

The big guy fell asleep in the dark...

In a small tent at the top, there was a light coming out.

Widow Liu has woken up and is sitting on the bamboo basket in Muzichuan.

After she had a high fever, her cheeks looked thinner.

At this moment, she was looking straight at the girl holding the medicine bowl in front of her.

She holds the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other.

He scooped up a spoonful of the yellow-brown medicinal soup with a bitter taste, and blew it on his lips a few times.

Just sent it over.

"Auntie, I've taken some medicine."

The soft and pleasant voice can be heard in the hearts of the people, warm and soothing.

Widow Liu accidentally took a spoonful of medicine with her mouth open.

So bitter, so bitter!

It was so hard that Widow Liu came back to her senses in an instant.

The second spoonful of medicine came to her again, but Widow Liu didn't pick it up.

"I didn't want to see you in the past, and I still wanted to go to your house to divorce, why did you still treat me well?"

Widow Liu asked, the vocal cords after a high fever were a little hoarse.

It made her look particularly weak and haggard.

Yang Ruoqing paused for a moment with the hand holding the spoon.

Immediately, she hooked the corners of her lips: "Do you want to know the reason? Then drink this bowl of medicine first. After drinking it, I will tell you."

Widow Liu was taken aback.

She saw a hint of cunning in the bright eyes of the girl in front of her.

She knew that this was another routine.

Widow Liu's lips faintly curved.

Nodding his head, he had reached a certain agreement.

Yang Ruoqing was very surprised by this, and thought it would take a lot of effort to coax this hypocritical woman to drink the medicine, but she didn't expect her to cooperate once, not bad!

A bowl of medicine soon drank into Widow Liu's stomach.

Widow Liu looked at Yang Ruoqing: "Now, can you speak?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "What do you want me to say? What do you want to hear?"

Widow Liu frowned: "Why do you treat someone who doesn't like you so well?"

she asked again.

When the flood came, everyone was running for their lives.

She tripped over something under the water and couldn't get up.

A villager passed by, and I don't know if they didn't see it, or if they saw it and didn't come to talk to them on purpose.

In short, the villager ran away.

At that moment, she was lying in the water alone, and when she saw the water level gradually overflowing her body, she felt like dying.

But when she thought of her son who was far away in the capital, she couldn't bear to die.

The life of the son is hard, and he has no father since he was a child.

If her mother dies again, her son will really have no home.

She wants to live!
So she struggled in the water, desperately calling for help.

At this time, it was Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang who came with a small boat.

She was taken to the boat and finally transferred to this place. Yang Huazhong and the others helped her set up the tent.

"You treat me so well, is it because my family Zichuan passed the Juren examination?"

(End of this chapter)