The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 192 to Chapter 190 Two Changes
Han Qianluo and Yu Wenxuan hurriedly took Han Qingquan to the city to find Bi Xi. Although Han Qianluo knew that there was little hope, she still tried her best to give it a try. As for whether she could survive, She also obeyed fate.

Han Qianluo drove the bullock cart non-stop all the way to the place where Bixi lived in the city, but just when he reached the gate of the city, he ran into Bixi. Bixi was rushing out with a medicine basket on his back. what to do.

"Brother Bi." Han Qianluo shouted quickly when he saw him, and at the same time stopped the bullock cart in front of him.

Bi Xi was just about to speak, but before he could speak, he saw the unconscious Han Qingquan on the bullock cart, and his expression changed immediately: "What's going on, how could it deteriorate so quickly?" After speaking, he hurried over to replace Han Qingquan. Qingquan felt the pulse.

"I woke up this morning with a bad complexion, but after I fell asleep, I passed out immediately," Han Qianluo said.

"I'm sorry, I really have nothing to do." Bi Xi shook his head and said, "I still have something urgent, so I'm leaving first." After speaking, she left in a hurry.

Han Qianluo froze in place, not knowing what to do.At this time, Yu Wenxuan asked: "Miss Han, shall we go back next, or go find another doctor?"

Only then did Han Qianluo come back to her senses, and the flustered emotions disappeared miraculously. She realized that the family now depends on her, so she calmed down and said, "Let's do it again." Go find another doctor."

The two searched for several doctors, and they all said that there was no way, they couldn't see what the disease was, and finally they ran over all the medical clinics in the city, but still made no progress, and finally had no choice but to go back .

Han Qianluo took the unconscious Han Qingquan back, and when he was about to get home, he ran into Mrs. Sun from the same place, so he said hello.

"Qianluo, what's wrong with your brother?" Sun asked with a gossipy face, her eyes flicked around Han Qingquan.

"I'm sick. I just took my elder brother to see a doctor." Han Qianluo replied, ignoring Sun's, and drove back in the ox cart.

Although Han Qingquan was unconscious, life continued and there were still many things to do at home, so Han Qianluo put the unconscious elder brother on the bed in his own bedroom, and then continued to work.

In this era of underdeveloped entertainment activities, people's only pleasure is to gossip, so no matter what happened to the size of a sesame mung bean, it will be spread all over soon, not to mention that the current affairs of Han Qianluo's house are not trivial.

That is to say, in one afternoon, the news of Han Qingquan's serious illness spread throughout Qianyangli, and Han Qianluo's second uncle and aunt naturally heard about it, so they hurried over in the evening.

When Han Qianluo's second uncle and aunt came over, she was still cleaning cotton seeds in the main hall. Seeing the second uncle and aunt rushing over, she was a little surprised, and quickly asked, "Second uncle and aunt, why are you here so late?"

"What's the matter with you girl, you didn't come to inform us about such a big incident." The second uncle said very dissatisfied.

Han Qianluo realized right away that they should have come here for the elder brother's business, so he quickly replied: "The elder brother is in a coma now, so I don't think I need to tell you."

"How can you not tell us such a big thing." Second Aunt said quickly.

The second uncle turned his head and waited for the second aunt Wang, and then asked Han Qianluo: "Qianluo, have you visited the doctor, what do you say?"

"I went to find the doctor, but there was nothing I could do." Han Qianluo still said sadly.

"What's wrong with you?" Second Uncle Han asked, frowning.

Han Qianluo described the disease, and then said: "Brother said that this is a genetic disease in our family, and both father and grandfather have it."

"It is true that both my elder brother and father died of hemoptysis, but Qingquan was not the eldest son of our family. There was a boy before your elder brother, but he passed away not long after he was born, so it stands to reason that Qingquan should not have such a Moreover, my father and elder brother didn't fall into a coma when they got sick, and passed away directly."

Han Qianluo was overjoyed immediately, so it is very likely that the eldest brother's disease is not a family genetic disease, but another disease.At this time, Uncle Han said again: "Take me there to see what's going on."

"it is good."

Han Qianluo brought his second uncle to Han Qingquan's room.Second Uncle Han walked to the window, observed carefully for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "It's really not like that. Dad had a ruddy face until his death. He was not as bloodless as your elder brother."

"If it's not a genetic disease in our family, then what's going on?" Han Qianluo asked puzzled.

Second Uncle Han thought for a while, but probably couldn't come up with any good explanation, so he could only say: "Let's find a few more doctors and see, maybe one of them can cure it, otherwise you are a girl, you really can't see it." It's not easy."

"I see, Second Uncle, I will go to the doctor again." Han Qianluo replied obediently.

"Okay, let's go back first, come to us if you have anything to do." Second Uncle Han left with Wang after finishing speaking.

After breakfast the next morning, Han Qianluo went out again, looking for a doctor to come to Han Qingquan to see a doctor. After searching for a whole morning, he only found one doctor, but this doctor could not see anything, so Han Qianluo The mood is very bad.

After lunch, Han Qianluo planned to go out to look for the doctor, but just after he walked out, he saw some women in the same room, so he greeted casually and walked over. They started talking behind their backs, and the voice was not small.

"Oh, you've heard that her life is very hard. Anyone who joins her family will definitely die."

"How is it possible, who did you listen to?"

"Don't you know, her brother is dying, think about it, one or two years after she was left, her father would kill her, and two years later, her mother would also be killed by her, now she The eldest brother is about to be killed by her, so don't get involved with her, or you will lose your life someday."

"It's a pity. It turned out that I thought she would make money so well, so I thought about introducing her to my nephew."

"Let me tell you, you can go and don't do this. You are harming your nephew."

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Hearing these words, although Han Qianluo kept telling herself that these people were just feudal superstitions, she still couldn't help being angry, but she held back, pretended she didn't hear it, and moved on.

In the afternoon, she found a few more doctors, but without exception, they couldn't find the cause of the disease. This made Han Qianluo angry and disappointed, and worried that if this drags on, the eldest brother's illness may not get better.However, Han Qingquan remained in a coma for the next few days, neither getting worse nor getting better.

It was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye, but this Spring Festival was spent in a gloomy mood.On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Han Qianluo had nothing to do, and she didn't plan to go out to see the doctor these days. After all, in the first month, everyone was busy celebrating the New Year and visiting relatives. It is estimated that no doctor was willing to visit the doctor.

So after breakfast, she stayed at home to clean up the cottonseeds. She carefully cleaned up the remaining strands of cottonseed from each cottonseed, put them into another sack, and then repeated the steps just now.

In the middle of the morning, Zhao Tong suddenly came. He knocked on the door and walked in. He said with a smile, "Qian Luo is still working, and he doesn't stop during the first month. He is really diligent."

When Han Qianluo saw Zhao Tong coming, he quickly put down the cottonseed in his hand, stood up and brought out a stool, and said to Zhao Tong, "Sit down and talk."

"Then I won't be polite." After Zhao Tong finished speaking, he slumped on the stool.

Han Qianluo also returned to the previous position and sat down, then picked up the cotton seeds and continued to clean the cotton threads.Zhao Tong was very curious when he saw what she was doing, so he also picked up a cotton seed, cleaned the cotton thread like her, and asked curiously, "What is Qianluo?"

"This is the seed I asked someone to bring back for me from another place." Han Qianluo said without hiding it.

"What kind of seed is this? It looks a little strange. I've never seen such a seed before?" Zhao Tong then asked.

If someone else asked this question, Han Qianluo would definitely not have said it, but Zhao Tong was different, so she replied truthfully: "This is the seed of cotton, which can be spun into cloth."

"Is this cotton woven better than linen?"

"How do you know?" Han Qianluo said in surprise.

Zhao Tong suddenly smiled proudly, and then replied, "If it's not better than linen, why bother Qianluo to ask someone to bring you back the seeds from other places."

It was only then that Han Qianluo realized that his question was an idiot, so he smiled a little embarrassedly, and changed the subject: "Why are you free to come here today? Didn't you go to a relative's house?"

"Didn't I come to your place?" Zhao Tong said jokingly.

Han Qianluo was stunned for a year, and then he understood the meaning of this sentence, so he said quickly: "That's a good relationship, anyway, I don't have any relatives in my family."

"By the way, why didn't you see your brother?" Zhao Tong asked suddenly.

This sentence reminded Han Qianluo of lying on the bed, Han Qingquan who was still unconscious until now, suddenly felt sad, the smile on his face could not hold back, and disappeared completely.

Zhao Tong was also aware of her appearance, so he hurriedly asked: "Has Ah Quan's illness worsened?" Han Qianluo hesitated for a while, but finally did not hide it: "I passed out before the Chinese New Year, and now I am still sick. Didn't wake up."

"How could this be?" Zhao Tong said in disbelief, the expression on his face looked even sadder than Han Qianluo's.

(End of this chapter)