Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 323 What a sin...

She didn't care about being surprised that Mu Qi had a fiancée, so she ran to Zhang Xiu in two or three big strides.

When she saw a long bloody incision on the back of her left hand, she almost fainted with black eyes.

Ma Yuehong, who followed closely, supported her shoulders and pinched her to wake her up.

Zhang Chunjuan just woke up, and howled loudly:

"Xiuer!"

"My Xiu'er!"

"How can you be so careless!"

"You can cut every piece of wheat!"

She could think of how her daughter hurt her hand, and she was really hurting howling right now.

Her family is not too patriarchal.

Especially Zhang Xiu is her first child.

As a parent, the first child is more or less special.

"Let's go!"

"Xiu'er, mother will take you to burn a handful of ashes!"

"Paste plant ash on the wound, and the blood will stop bleeding."

She grabbed Zhang Xiu's wrist tightly to stop the blood from flowing even more fiercely.

Then she took her daughter and rushed out of the wheat field.

Zhang Xiu was dumbfounded and let her run away.

Ma Yuehong looked at the little blood stains on the ears of wheat and the stubble, and sighed a long way:

"What a crime..."

Zhang Xiu can be regarded as the one she watched growing up.

Really a rare good boy.

But, in the end there is no fate.

Thinking of the plant ash that Zhang Chunjuan just said.

This native method is useful and useful, but it is not hygienic.

Plant ash sticks to the wound and sticks to the wound, making it difficult to clean.

She hesitated, and ran to stop the mother and daughter.

She has disinfectant alcohol, gauze, and cotton swabs at home.

And some potions.

It's all because of Bai Niangu's concern about Mu Chen's boys who have bruises here and purple there all day long, and they put them in their house specially.

Just now it will come in handy.

"grandmother……"

When Mu Nannan saw Ma Yuehong running out of the wheat field, he just wanted to wave his little hands and call out loudly, but he disappeared.

She put down her little hand, a little puzzled:

"Why is grandma running so fast in such a hurry?"

"Could it be something urgent?"

Almost everyone in the family is busy in the wheat field.

She couldn't think of anything urgent.

In Mu's courtyard.

Ma Yuehong wrapped gauze on Zhang Xiu's injured hand, poured her a small bottle of light red wound medicine with a strong medicinal smell, and ordered:

"The wound on your hand is a bit deep. Before the wound heals, it's best not to touch the water."

"Dip the medicine in the small bottle with a cotton swab every day, and apply it once in the morning and in the evening."

"You are also injured on duty. Before your injury is cured, I will ask the old man to count it as four work points for you every day."

Four work points are not much.

But compared to the nearby villagers who were injured on duty, it was already one more work point.

It can be regarded as a little thought.

Take it as an apology for inadvertently hurting her.

Knowing her kindness, Zhang Chunjuan quickly thanked her:

"Thank you so much for the captain's daughter-in-law. It's another time to bandage Xiu'er's wound, pour her medicine, and give work points for nothing..."

"I really fell for your light."

Just as Ma Yuehong was about to wave her hand, Zhang Xiu, who had been silent all this time, said:
"Auntie, Mu Qita, do you really have a fiancée?"

She clenched her hands tightly on her knees:

"He, in the past two years in the village, he has never been close to any girl's house..."

She still couldn't believe that Mu Qi, who had always been around women, had a fiancée quietly.

(End of this chapter)