In the evening, Yang Ruoqing once again accompanied the Sun family to deliver food to the villagers.

In addition to porridge at night, Sun also made oil cakes in order to improve the food of the villagers.

It is to knead the egg liquid and wheat flour together, put oil in a large pot, and fry the cake in a pot.

The local dialect in this area is called oil cake.

The big guy drank gruel and chewed oil cakes, once again thanking Yang Huazhong's family for their kindness and kindness.

Yang Ruoqing didn't see Widow Liu coming to get things in the crowd as usual, so she brought a bowl of porridge and a piece of oil cake to Widow Liu's tent.

This time, when she walked outside the tent, there was no sound of Widow Liu rushing inside.

When she entered the tent, she found Widow Liu lying on her side on the mat.

Face in and back out, as if asleep.

Yang Ruoqing called her softly, but no one responded.

So she put down the food in her hand and came to Widow Liu's side.

"Auntie?"

She shouted again and glanced into her face.

Ouch, Widow Liu's face was flushed, and the color of her lips had changed.

"Auntie?"

Yang Ruoqing shouted again and quickly pulled Widow Liu over.

I touched her forehead, and it was hot and hot, as if I had touched the stove.

"There is water everywhere, it must be damp into the body, and I am anxious, so I have a high fever!"

After a moment of anxiety, Yang Ruoqing quickly calmed down.

She came to the outside of the tent and shouted to the Sun family: "Mother, which of you came over to help, the Mu family's aunt is sick!" ”

"Huh?"

Over there, the Sun family quickly put down the scoop in his hand when he heard this, handed over the matter of the porridge to the eldest Sun family and Osmanthus, and he and Bao Suyun came here quickly.

Along the way, many villagers squatted aside to eat, and they all heard this.

Several women heard Yang Ruoqing shouting for a hand, and they all wanted to come.

But when I heard the latter sentence, I hesitated.

Widow Liu is not popular in the village, and she doesn't deal with people, so everyone excludes her.

Later, her son Mu Zichuan competed for anger and was admitted to Xiucai and Juren.

Someone in the village wanted to come and slap Widow Liu, but the hot face was attached to the cold buttocks.

After doing this a few times, everyone's thoughts also faded.

I don't expect to be able to tie up, but I don't dare to exclude anymore.

Widow Liu is still closed in the village, isolated from the world.

Yang Ruoqing saw these reactions of the women.

I couldn't help but sigh secretly in my heart, this widow Liu is really not an ordinary failure in this regard!

"Qing'er, do you want us to help?"

After all, there was still a woman who was in the way of Yang Ruoqing's face and asked this way.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "My mother and fifth aunt are here, and you don't need to bother your aunts and sisters-in-law." ”

"That's it, what's the use of us when you turn around, just ask us!"

"Well, okay!"

Inside the tent.

Sun brought warm water and a clean handkerchief, and on the side, there was a small half pot of burning knives left over from yesterday's old grandson.

Bao Suyun helped Widow Liu to sit up, and Widow Liu kept burning, so that the corners of her mouth were blistered.

Yang Ruoqing washed her hands and walked over, and said to Sun and Bao Suyun: "I have to help her lower the burn first, and then use medicine." ”

"Okay, Qing'er, you can do whatever you say, let's do it for you!" Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, so she did her best.

The physical cooling methods that he knew well and were used to using were all greeted by Widow Liu.

After a long work......

Yang Ruoqing was already tired and sweating profusely.

As for Widow Liu, the red on her face has obviously faded a little.

I touched her forehead, although it was still hot, but compared to before, it was really much, much better.

"Mother, you help the Mu family's aunt change into clean clothes, and my family will boil medicine." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Good, good!"

……

Twilight fell.

In the large and small tents near the Land Temple, the big guys all went in and slept with their heads covered.

The home is gone, and the food can't be snatched out, let alone the tung oil lamp?

The big guy fell asleep in the dark......

In a small tent at the top, there was a light coming out.

Widow Liu had already woken up and was sitting against Mu Zichuan's bamboo basket.

After a high fever, her cheeks looked thinner.

At this time, she was looking directly at the girl holding the medicine bowl in front of her.

She holds a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other.

Scoop up a spoonful of the yellow-brown bitter soup and blow lightly on your lips.

I just sent it over.

"Auntie, drink the medicine."

The soft and beautiful voice can be heard in people's hearts, warm and ironed.

Widow Liu's ghost made a mistake, and she really opened her mouth to take a spoonful of medicine.

It's so bitter, so bitter!

It was so bitter that Widow Liu came back to her senses in an instant.

The second spoonful of medicine came to her again, but Widow Liu did not take it.

"I didn't want to see you in the past, and I still wanted to go to your house to divorce the marriage, why do you still want to be kind to me?"

Widow Liu asked, the vocal cords after the high fever were a little hoarse.

made her whole person look particularly weak and haggard.

Yang Ruoqing's hand holding the spoon paused.

Immediately, she hooked the corners of her lips: "Do you want to know the reason?" Then drink this bowl of medicine first. Drink it, and I'll tell you. ”

Widow Liu was stunned.

She saw a hint of cunning in the bright eyes of the girl in front of her.

She knew that this was another routine.

The corners of Widow Liu's lips faintly swept a trace of arc.

Nodding his head, he reached some kind of agreement.

Yang Ruoqing was very surprised by this, and thought that it would take a lot of effort to coax this hypocritical woman to drink medicine, but she didn't expect her to cooperate once, not bad!

A bowl of medicine soon reached Widow Liu's stomach.

Widow Liu looked at Yang Ruoqing: "Now, you can say it, right?" ”

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "What do you want me to say?" What do you want to hear? ”

Widow Liu frowned: "Why do you want to be so good to someone who doesn't want to see you?" ”

She asked again.

When the flood came, everyone was running for their lives.

She tripped over something under the water and couldn't get up.

There were villagers passing by, and I don't know if I didn't see it, or if I saw it and deliberately didn't come to deal with it.

Anyway, the villager just ran away.

At that time, she was lying alone in the water, and when she saw the water level overflowing her body a little bit, she had the heart to die.

But thinking of her son who was far away in the capital, she was reluctant to die.

The son's life is hard, and he has no father since he was a child.

If her mother dies again, her son will really have no home.

She wants to live!

So, she struggled in the water, desperately calling for help.

At this time, it was Yang Huazhong and Luo Blacksmith who came over with a small boat.

She was fished to the boat, and finally moved to this place, and the tent was also set up by Yang Huazhong and the others.

"You treat me like this, is it because my family Zichuan passed the exam?"