Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 488
When she arrived at Widow Wang's house, Chen Rou was already out of breath. She didn't take a break along the way, holding her breath and rushed forward. Shen Zhuo originally wanted to take her with her, but she also refused. She didn't want to become a Shen Zhuo's burden delayed saving lives.

A man has better physical strength than her. If he doesn't take her with him, he can save the widow Wang faster.

When Chen Rou arrived at Widow Wang's house, it was almost the same time when Renhe Sanwazi arrived at her house. The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, his face was swollen and red, and his lungs were about to be torn. Relieved, Chen Rou broke into Widow Wang's house directly.

Because Shen Zhuo arrived at the Widow Wang's house before her, when she arrived, there was no one outside the Wang's house, leaving only a pool of bright red blood on the ground, and how many people stepped on it before the mud in the yard could be trampled. There are traces of potholes.

When he entered the room, Shen Zhuo was still stopping the bleeding of Widow Wang. He chewed up a handful of herbs and applied them to the widow Wang's stomach, and the blood gradually stopped. At this time, Widow Wang's face was pale. Fortunately, Wang Chunhua's knife did not hurt her vitals, otherwise Shen Zhuo would not be able to save her.

"Hot water, scissors, white cloth, needle and thread, the white cloth should be softer." Shen Zhuo said to Wang Tianbao who had been standing beside him without turning his head.

"I'm going to boil the water." Chen Rou just came in at this time, listened to Shen Zhuo's words, and took the initiative to take over the matter.

For the first time, Wang Tianbao's eyes were blank. He looked at the two people who suddenly appeared at his house with complicated eyes. He begged so many people, but no one was willing to help him. It's the cold back and the door he doesn't want to open.

At this time, Sanwazi also followed. He didn't rest for a while, and now he only knew to breathe. After calming down a little, Sanwazi opened his mouth. "Tianbao, are you all right, your mother?"

Only then did Wang Tianbao come to his senses, he realized that he had been in a daze for a long time, and he was not prepared for anything Shen Zhuo told him.

"It's okay, I... go get scissors and white cloth, needle and thread first, you go to rest first."

Wang Tianbao shook his head at Sanwazi, and then went to his own room. The softest fabric in the house was only his clothes.

Widow Wang saves a part of the money she saved for her son Wang Tianbao’s school fees, and the rest is used to buy clothes for Wang Tianbao. His clothes are different from the linen clothes of the children in the village. His clothes are either made of fine linen or occasionally A few pieces of clothing will still be made of silk, which is why Wang Tianbao looks out of place compared with these people in the same village.

Wang Tianbao has no friends, no one at all, if Sanwazi didn't come to his house uninterrupted every day, he went to school, he waited, he would not accept Sanwazi.

The scissors and the white cloth were quickly found. Shen Zhuo took the white cloth and glanced at it, and knew that it was the clothes that had just been cut with scissors. After Rou boiled the water and brought it into the room, the expression on his face eased a little.

"Rou'er, help her take off her clothes, clean the wound, and sew up the wounded area with a needle and thread, just like you usually embroider. Before sewing, the needle must be sterilized, and it is best to bake it on the fire. I Go out and find some herbs."

(End of this chapter)