Chapter 229: The villain is actually washing her in the moon
Song An pursed his lips, his voice was a little hoarse, "Your sister-in-law fell into the water, if you want to replenish your body, use the medicine first, a total of three hundred and twenty-six Wen, you will give it to me if you have it." ”
For Song Tingfan, his nephew, he really wanted to treat him well, but he always let him be hurt.
Sometimes he is also very weak, Song Wang's he said it, and he was fierce, but it didn't work.
"Okay, uncle, you wait for me for a while, I'll go home and get it right away."
Song Tingfan, who turned his head, instantly turned red, and forcibly endured his tears.
He can't cry, and if he cries, the uncle will blame himself.
Soon he took the silver money and handed it to Song An, "Uncle, thank you." ”
Thank you to him for taking care of him over the years.
Song An patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you, uncle will always be your uncle, don't see outside." ”
"Okay." Song Tingfan nodded.
……
On the second day of falling into the water, Lin Qiao's moon affair came, perhaps because of the soaking in water, this time there was a faint pain in the lower abdomen.
Song Tingfan, who was burning the fire, caught a glimpse of his sister-in-law covering his lower abdomen from time to time, and asked nervously: "Sister-in-law, are you sick to your stomach?" ”
Lin Qiao waved her hand, "It's okay." As he spoke, he couldn't help but cover his lower abdomen.
I didn't believe that menstrual cramps could hurt so much that I wanted to cry, but now I have experienced it.
She squatted on the ground to feel better.
Song Tingfan hurriedly walked over, squatted down hurriedly and asked her, "Sister-in-law, don't lie to me, do you have a stomachache or a pain?" I'll help you back to rest. As he spoke, he wanted to help her.
Lin Qiao wanted to squat to relieve the pain, and waved her hand, "It's okay, just squat." ”
After a while, the pain subsided a little, she stood up, met the young man's nervous eyes, and said again: "It's okay, maybe I ate the wrong thing, my stomach hurt a little just now." ”
"Sister-in-law, I'll take you to see the doctor." Song Tingfan said worriedly.
"No, it's fine."
"I'm going, sister-in-law, you wait for me for a while, I'll go back to the house and get some money."
Seeing that he turned around and wanted to run, Lin Qiao hurriedly grabbed him and said helplessly: "It's really fine, you don't need to see the doctor." ”
"You have to see, you have to see." Song Tingfan insisted.
Lin Qiao: "......"
She had no choice but to say about coming to Kwai Shui, "Uncle, I'm just coming to Kwai Shui, it's normal to have a stomachache, just drink some hot water." ”
Hearing the word "Kwai Shui", Song Tingfan was stunned for a moment, and his ears turned red when he reacted.
Then he took a stool for Lin Qiao to sit on, and then washed the pot with his hands and feet, and mixed two scoops of water in it.
In order to make the water boil quickly, he put a wooden board at the door of the stove to block it.
At this time, Song Qin's and Fan's wife came back from picking vegetables from the vegetable field, and Song Qin's face was a little pale when he saw Lin Qiao, "What's wrong with you?" ”
As soon as Lin Qiao wanted to say that it was okay, Song Tingfan had already spoken, "Grandma, sister-in-law Kwai Shui is here, her stomach hurts, and she squatted on the ground for a while just now." ”
He didn't understand this, so he could only tell Grandma.
Lin Qiao was inexplicably a little embarrassed, "......"
Hearing this, Song Qin's face was a little nervous, "It must have been yesterday when I fell into the water, and the cold air entered my body, is there any old ginger at home?" ”
"No, Grandpa Wang's family has it." Song Tingfan became nervous.
"I'll borrow some, Tingfan, you boil the hot water." Song Qin hurriedly turned his head and went out, and Mrs. Fan chased after her, "I'll go buy some brown sugar." ”
Before Lin Qiao could speak, the two of them had already been discharged from the hospital, she couldn't cry and laugh and was a little warm, and turned her head to see Song Tingfan looking at her motionlessly, and she felt like she was going to die.
She couldn't help laughing, this laugh, her stomach hurt, and she quickly stopped again, "Uncle, I'm really fine, don't be too nervous." ”
The hot water in the pot was boiling, Song Tingfan scooped a bowl, afraid that it would be too hot for her to drink, so he took the pu fan and fanned it several times, and finally probed the bowl with his hand, felt that it was not hot and handed it to her again.
Lin Qiao took a few sips and relieved less than the pain.
It didn't take long for Song Qin's and Mrs. Fan to come back, and the old ginger brown sugar water boiled for a while, not to mention that it was a little useful, and after drinking it and eating it, it obviously didn't hurt much, and some cold hands and feet also warmed up.
After breakfast, Lin Qiao went to the toilet to change a strip of cloth, and the dirty strip of cloth was put in the wooden barrel of the latrine to soak for a while, for fear that Song Tingfan and Song Rong would see it, so she put it in the innermost corner and hid it.
The strip of cloth was easy to leak, and her underwear was stained with some, so she went back to the room to change one, and then went to the toilet with her dirty pants, thinking about washing them together.
She pushed open the half-hidden door and saw inside, she was dead.
The young man rubbed the strip of cloth with both hands, and the water in the bucket was bloody.
The villain is actually washing her menstrual affairs.
“……”
Song Tingfan didn't expect his sister-in-law to come in so quickly, and his face turned red suddenly, afraid that she would misunderstand something, so he explained stumblingly, "Grandma said it...... Can't and can't...... Touch cold water. ”
Lin Qiao: "......"
She slowed down for a while, relieved herself, and pretended to be calm: "Uncle, you can't touch this, dirty." ”
"Go out, I'll wash."
Although Song Tingfan's face was so red that he was about to drip blood, he still insisted on washing, "It's not dirty, I'll wash it." ”
Glancing at the pants in Lin Qiao's arms as he spoke, he stumbled again: "Sister-in-law, you put your pants down...... Put it on the stool, and I'll wash it later. ”
Lin Qiao: "......"
After a short period of wandering between choosing to continue fighting and leaving, she chose to leave immediately.
"Ahem, the pants are not washed, they are clean."
She quickly exited the latrine, then went back to the house, closed the wooden door with a "pop", and the next moment, her face turned red.
You don't have to look at her to know it's like a monkey's ass.
In her last life, she added this life, and she was the first man to wash her with such intimate things.
If it was a different man, she would have married immediately.
Ahem, exaggerated, but she was serious.
She didn't have to think about this kind of thing to know that it was a dirty thing here, and basically men were taboo.
Bad luck!
She lingered in the house for a while before opening the door and going out, just in time to see Song Tingfan drying strips of cloth, looking at each other, this time Lin Qiao unnaturally moved away first, "I'll go to my sister-in-law to talk." ”
Song Tingfan scratched his head, "I'll send you there." ”
"No, it's not far away." Lin Qiao waved his hand, and then walked out of the hospital quickly, Xu walked too fast, and stumbled.
"Sister-in-law, slow down."
Song Tingfan's voice sounded from behind, Lin Qiao didn't look at him, and waved his hand, "Okay." ”
……
The embarrassment of the cloth strip lasted until Song Tingfan went to the county seat to study, and Lin Qiao had to go to the town two days late, and wanted to ask someone in the village to help take care of the three old people at home.
Before this, she asked Song Qin and Song Rong, and they both wanted to stay in the village, first, to take care of the family's chickens, ducks, and fields, and secondly, they didn't need Lin Qiao to take care of them.
Lin Qiao thought about the people in the village for a while, and finally thought of the Wang family next door, the men naturally couldn't go to work in the fields on weekdays, so they could only be women's homes.
She only asked the woman's family to help cook three meals a day, and she could ensure that the three elderly people could eat well at home.