Jinyi Spring

Chapter 18: Demanding Life
Feng Buji likes this change in his sister.

He warned like an old man, "Sister, you are a young lady. You can only say such things at home. Others will laugh at you if they hear it."

"Okay, just tell my brother."

Two bursts of laughter came from the kitchen.

For dinner, I had a pot of steamed buns made from two kinds of flour, a pot of shrimp and winter melon soup, and a small plate of scrambled eggs with green onions.

Banxia and Shaoyao consciously chose not to pick up the eggs, and Feng Chuchen also ate less, mainly giving the food to Feng Buji.

Peony I ate this kind of steamed bun five years ago, before my younger brother was born. It was so fragrant that it was like heaven. I put some dried shrimps in the winter melon soup. This is what the legendary seafood tastes like.

Really fragrant.

Shaoyao ate very quickly. She finished a steamed bun in three or four bites and drank a big bowl of winter melon soup in four or five mouthfuls.

Seeing her put down the bowl, Banxia said, "How come you, such a big person, eat less than me?"

Shaoyao said insincerely, "I ate little and I'm full."

Feng Chuchen knew she was being polite, so he said, "Sit down and have another steamed bun."

He took a steamed bun and stuffed it into her hand. Shaoyao sat down and ate it with a red face.

Feng Buji thought she could still eat one more, so he stuffed another bun into her hand and said, "Eat it."

Before she finished eating the steamed bun, Shaoyao's tears welled up.

Feng Chuchen said, "What's wrong? Don't force yourself to eat if you can't eat."

Shaoyao choked up and said, "Since my mother got sick, I haven't had a full meal. Today I ate a full meal, and I had white flour buns and shrimp soup. My father was afraid that I would eat you all out of money, so he didn't allow me to eat more, but I couldn't help but eat three buns in one breath. It's really a sin.

"I didn't listen to my father. I'm sorry, girl and brother. I will bankrupt you by doing this. I won't do it again next time."

Feng Buji and Banxia looked at her with pity.

Feng Chuchen smiled and said, "My family is not rich, but we can still have enough food. Besides, if we don't have enough food, how can we have the strength to work and protect us? We should eat as much as we can."

Banxia stood up again and scooped a large bowl of winter melon soup for Shaoyao, and Feng Buji picked up a piece of scrambled eggs for her with chopsticks.

Shaoyao burped several times after eating and rushed to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, she went to the small river at the entrance of the village and carried back two baskets of gravel.

"Tomorrow we will pave the road around the yard. My family lives halfway up the mountain, and the roads around us were paved by my father, my sister and me..."

She felt embarrassed to eat so many white flour buns for free, so she had to find something to do and work hard to do justice to her master.

When she came back the second time, she picked a lotus pod and three lotus flowers.

She gave the lotus pod to Feng Buji, "It's delicious, but you can't eat too much."

Give the lotus to Feng Chuchen, "Put it in the girl's room."

Feng Chuchen found a small jar, put the flowers in it, and placed it on the kang in the landlord's room.

With three touches of red, the bare little house immediately came alive.

Big Head didn't come back until after dark.

Feng Chuchen personally placed a bowl of winter melon and steamed buns in front of it, and together with Feng Buji, he stroked its fur and spoke softly to comfort it.

Although Datou ignored her, he didn't treat her harshly either.

After talking for more than a quarter of an hour, Datou seemed to really understand and lowered his head to eat the rice in the bowl.

At the beginning of the Xu hour, Feng Chuchen asked Feng Buji to drink a bowl of goat's milk.

The smell was very strong, and the little guy retched twice, then quickly covered his mouth and said, "It doesn't smell bad, sister, don't spend money to buy tea."

Feng Chuchen smiled, what a sensible little stingy boy.

Feng Buji added, "Sister will use thick needles for acupuncture tomorrow."

If he doesn’t cry during acupuncture, his sister will hold his face in her hands.

he likes.

Feng Chuchen corrected him, "You are still the descendant of my aunt, so don't use medical terms randomly. It's called pricking, bloodletting or collateral pricking, once every three days."

Seeing that the little guy seemed a little regretful, she held his face again and said, "Good night, brother." It would be better if her brother was younger, and she would definitely kiss him.

The first time Feng Buji heard the words "good night", he still understood the meaning.

He smiled with curved eyebrows, "Good night, sister."

This was the first time the little guy laughed so happily since his aunt passed away, with his eyes curved with laughter.

Feng Chuchen smiled and pinched his little face gently again.

In her heart, he is not just a brother, but a son, and a caring son at that.

Feng Chuchen went to the yard to practice Tai Chi for a quarter of an hour and finger-snapping skills for another quarter of an hour, then returned to his little room to read his notebook.

The oil lamp was as small as a bean, the light was very weak, there was a smell of lamp oil, a cup of clear water, and the sound of frogs croaking outside the small window...

Although lamp oil was expensive, she still waited until late at night before going to bed.

She was sleeping soundly when she was awakened by the noise outside.

At the beginning of the Mao hour, it was already dawn.

She got dressed and went out and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shaoyao had just gotten up and was lighting a fire in the kitchen.

She walked out and said, "It seems someone has died. Sister Banxia went out to check."

Feng Chuchen's heart sank. Could it be Sister-in-law Taurus?

As he was talking, Banxia ran home and said, "Sister-in-law Jinniu and the child are gone."

"No size left?"

"Well, the child suffocated to death in the belly, and the midwife forcibly pulled it out, which caused Sister Jinniu to bleed profusely, and she also died at Yinshi... Everyone says she was unlucky. If the eldest aunt was alive, both mother and child would be safe."

Feng Chuchen sighed, two lives were lost just like that. If it was in the previous life, it would just be a caesarean section, what a simple thing.

I want to open a clinic called Women and Children's Clinic in the future, not only to treat women and children, but also to deliver babies...

After dinner, Feng Chuchen asked Banxia to go to the market at Sanshiqiao to buy some herbs, a pound of jasmine tea, two pounds of yam, and two pieces of coarse cloth to make clothes for Shaoyao, one outer coat and one inner coat.

There were some scraps of cloth at home, and Shaoyao made shoes with them.

Sanshiqiao is located on the bank of Cang River, five miles away. It is the market of Shitougou Township and is open on odd days.

There are many kinds of things in the market and they are cheap.

Feng Buji emphasized again, "Sister, I'm not afraid of the smell."

Feng Chuchen said, "Not only can scented tea be used to boil goat milk, it can also be brewed and drunk."

The original owner didn't drink tea, but Feng Chuchen did. Although he couldn't afford good tea for the time being, drinking ordinary tea was better than drinking plain water.

Only the eldest aunt in the Feng family drank tea when she was alive, and she always bought coarse tea. Occasionally, the midwife would send some good tea, but she couldn't bear to drink it herself, and gave it to her uncle from the Yao family.

Feng Chuchen went to the Jiang family to pay tribute alone, without bringing Feng Buji.

He is in poor health, and the ancients also said that the soul is unstable and cannot go to the home of a dead person.

Feng Chuchen gave fifty-one coins as a gift.

When my eldest aunt passed away, the Jiang family gave her eleven cents and two people came to the funeral.

If your family won’t be attending the funeral, just send some extra money for condolence.

Jiang Jinniu cried very sadly.

His mother, Aunt Jiang, cried, "If Sister Feng was here, Jinniu's wife wouldn't have died. Even if Midwife Wang was here, they would have had a chance to survive. What a pity for my eldest grandson..."

Old Lady Wang also came and said with a sneer, "You can't say that. If the baby comes to ask for his life, it's like the King of Hell coming to ask for his life. Doctor Feng is not a great god, so there's nothing she can do..."

Jinniu's mother was so angry that she fell backwards and shouted, "My grandson is not asking for his life, it's because he didn't choose the right midwife. No wonder you want eight children to die, you bastard never does good deeds."

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