Several times in dreams

Chapter 36
Meng Wanying fell to the ground, rolled down the steps, slammed her waist on the edge of the steps, and let out an "ah" in pain, but was unable to move for a while.

Jiang shi heard Chen Wenlan yelling, and hurried out of the room. Seeing such a scene, she was frightened and dumbfounded on the spot, until she saw blood seeping from under Wanying's moon-white veil.

At this time, Meng Wanying's stomach was twisted like a knife, her face was pale from the pain, and sweat dripped from her forehead all over her face.

Jiang yelled out, come quickly, his voice changed, and when they carried Wanying back to the room, they invited Zhao Langzhong in again, the fetus in her womb had slipped down, it was more than two months old and hadn't formed yet.

"Sliding tires already hurt my body, and I fell down the steps. Fortunately, there are only two or three steps, otherwise it would be unimaginable. The young lady must take a good rest and not overwork in the future. This waist injury is already a chronic disease for life!"

Zhao Langzhong said to Chen Wenjun in a deep voice, Jiang gasped, she was someone who had experienced it, so she naturally knew what a back injury meant to a woman.

"Wen Jun, Wanying needs to take good care of her waist. She has been unable to have children in recent years. My mother used to have a neighbor. It wasn't long after her waist was injured. If the injury didn't heal, she insisted on having a baby. After giving birth, she was paralyzed I can't move on the bed anymore."

Jiang said in a low voice: "Don't let your father know about this, I'm afraid he..."

"Mom, I know, Dad's current body can't bear such a blow, and he's even more afraid of getting angry. This Wenlan, I really wish I could..."

Chen Wenjun gritted his teeth and said.

"This bereaved star! I have caused a terrible disaster now, and I don't know where to hide! I must have committed evil in my previous life..."

When Jiang mentioned Wenlan, he trembled with anger.

"I will prescribe some motherwort soup for the young lady first, and let her drink it to help recover the damage caused by the tire slip, and then mix it with Gastrodia elata and black chicken soup, and her body will recover soon."

"Young Madam is still young, and she will be able to give birth again after two years of care, but special attention should be paid to this waist injury. Don't sit and stand for a long time, and you should rest in bed more often!"

After Mr. Zhao left, Mrs. Jiang went to make the soup herself. Chen Wenjun sat by the bed, looking at Wanying who had just fallen asleep.

In just half a day, the little lady with pink make-up and jade was now pale and sallow, her hair was soaked in sweat, and it was stuck on her forehead indiscriminately.

On July day, Meng Wanying's hands were icy cold, and Wen Jun squeezed her little hands to cover them, feeling very distressed.

The cicadas outside the window kept shouting "I got it... I got it", which made Chen Wenjun upset.

The father is getting older, and his health is getting worse every year, the mother is illiterate, and has no idea about major issues, the younger brothers are young and mischievous, and the younger sister is so difficult.

Fortunately, I married a capable daughter-in-law and elder sister, otherwise, how could these immature shoulders take on the heavy responsibility of the pillar?

"Get well soon, I really can't handle such a large family property!" Chen Wenjun held Wanying's hand and prayed silently.

It was getting dark, and Chen Wenlan was curled up in a shack half a mile away from the courtyard, with countless mosquitoes buzzing around her, but she didn't dare to go home, she just wanted to be alone.

She didn't expect that she could be so powerful, and she didn't know what she was yelling when she was angry, why did she push her sister-in-law?
She only remembered that Yin Hong's blood flowed from her sister-in-law's body, she was stupid, and her mother was also stupid. When her mother shouted for help, she took two steps back, and then ran away without looking back.

This was originally a melon field of the Chen family. A few days ago, the watermelons had just started to ripen, and the Japanese picked them all up, and trampled on the unripe ones. The huts for watching melons were deserted.

Chen Wenlan huddled on the straw mat of the melon shed, and started to sob. Why was Meng Wanying loved and praised by someone who was also a woman, and she was like a non-existent person at home?
She doesn't know what's going on with Meng Wanying now, and she doesn't know if the family is looking for her everywhere. She has made up her mind that if her elder brother leads someone to find her, she must kneel down and admit her mistake to her sister-in-law. Enough.

While Chen Wenlan was thinking, she shed tears, when she heard rustling outside, as if something was walking over, was it a person?Or wild dogs?Wouldn't it be Little Japan?
There was no voice and the light of the torch, so it must not be the person who came looking for her. Chen Wenlan pulled out the hairpin on her head. It was bought by her mother when she took her to the temple fair last year. It was made of hard silver. After buying it for her, she was very happy and wore it every day.

As the sound got closer, Chen Wenlan's hand holding the hairpin began to sweat, and her heart was pounding. She huddled in the corner of the shack, motionless.

A huge black shadow blocked the entrance of the hut. A person groped in and sat down on the straw mat. The moonlight from the hut entrance made him see two eyes shining brightly in the corner from one side. Bright looked at him.

This person rushed out with an "Aww", almost frightened, Chen Wenlan also rushed out of the shack in two steps, under the moonlight, she could clearly see that the person who came was a ragged tramp.

Seeing a little girl coming out of the shack, the visitor grinned, showing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

He slowly approached without saying a word, Chen Wenlan ran away, and was dragged back by the braids within two steps!
"Help!" she yelled, opening her mouth.

Then he was covered with his mouth and stuffed into the shack!
Chen Wenlan was out of her wits, she regretted her self-willed willfulness, didn't she die by running out in chaos?
She heard her heart pounding, as if it was about to jump out, she gritted her teeth, and with all her strength, pierced the hairpin in her hand towards the homeless man's face!

"Ah!" The man let out a long scream, and then fell down in the shack.

Chen Wenlan took the opportunity to step out of the shed, the hairpin in her hand was dripping with blood, and she was clutching desperately. She ran forward desperately, hearing the whistling wind, her heart ached like hell, and she couldn't breathe, but she dared not He stopped, not daring to look back, and ran until the door of the Chen Mansion.

Leaning behind the stone lion at the door, Chen Wenlan panted loudly, her legs were so weak that she almost sat on the ground, she supported her knees with her hands, after a long time, she straightened up, straightened her hair, and wiped the hairpin on the leaves , went in.

Chen Shun, the gatekeeper, seemed to have drunk two more cups, squinted his eyes and said "Miss", then sat on the small bench again and dozed off.

Walking inside, Chen Wenlan almost burst into tears when she saw her mother, Mrs. Jiang, instructing the girls to do things. At this moment, she wanted to throw herself into her mother's arms and cry loudly.

With tears in her eyes and trembling lips, Chen Wenlan walked towards Jiang Cuie and called out "Mother..."

At this moment, Chen Wenjun came out from the wing room, "Mother, Wanying is awake, is the chicken soup ready?" Chen Wenjun said anxiously.

"Okay, okay! Oh, I'm awake! How's it going? Does your stomach still hurt? This child has suffered a crime when he came to our Chen's house. How can he tell his in-laws when he turns around?"

While nagging, Jiang ordered loudly: "Mrs. Zhang, hurry up and take the chicken soup to the young lady's house. Wen Junna, don't let her sit. Feed her. Be careful not to burn it!"

"Understood mother, I see you are nagging!" Chen Wenjun hurriedly followed Mrs. Zhang back to the room, and did not see Wenlan standing beside him at all.

"Oh, Mama Su, the hot salt is about to be fried. How about the cloth bag? Zhao Langzhong said, this waist injury, you have to use a hot salt bag to compress it, the sooner the better! It's a hot day, Wanying is about to suffer! Alas!"

"It's sewn up, it's sewn up!" Mother Su hurried into the back kitchen with a double cloth bag.

Jiang Shi also followed into the back kitchen, passed by Chen Wenlan, and gave her a disgusted look, like looking at a toad covered with scabies.

The weather in July was like a steamer, but Chen Wenlan seemed to have fallen into an ice cave in the twelfth lunar month. Her tears had long since disappeared, her hands and feet were cold and stiff, and she was still the person who never existed.

Holding the blood-stained silver hairpin, she walked slowly towards her room. The 14-year-old girl's eyes were full of frost, like a 70-year-old woman.

(End of this chapter)