16 Favors, Tufangzi

Author: Qian Ke

16 Favors, Tufangzi

While he was in action, two more aunties came, both from the village, carrying oil lamps and other things in their hands.

Qian Xingfang saw her and said, "You are here."

One of them is the daughter-in-law of the Tang blacksmith who lives in the middle of the village. The Tang blacksmith is called Tang Tie. When he was a child, he learned blacksmithing from his master, but he never made a living. Everyone just called her that as a joke, and gradually they got used to it.

Not changed.

His daughter-in-law, Gao Xiuhong, is a very cheerful woman.

The other is Yang Dashu’s daughter-in-law in the village, Wu Shoudi.

Yang Dashu was honest and courteous, but Wu Shoudi was very strong and hard to get along with.

The two of them usually had no contact with the old Wu family, and Wu Bo did not expect them to come.

Surprised and moved at the same time, I thanked the two of them with red eyes and hurriedly went to the house to invite them.

Gao Xiuhong and Wu Shoudi asked Qian Xingfang about Grandma Wu's situation. Qian Xingfang probably told her that they knew what was going on.

Wu Shoudi had no expression on her face, and her tone was cold: "I brought a needle and thread over to bleed her."

The needle and thread I brought were originally intended to be used to make a shroud for Grandma Wu. Now that people can’t die, they can be used for bloodletting.

Gao Xiuhong, Qian Xingfang nodded, they all know these local methods, and if they use them all, it won't hurt anything.

The three women took Grandma Wu's arm and stretched it from top to bottom, from the arm to the fingertips. Then they bent their knuckles, tightly wrapped the thread around it, and pricked it with a needle.

The blood that comes out of the prick is black, which means that the poison in the body is heavy and it is the source of the disease. It can be cured just by draining it.

After repeating this process, all ten fingers were pricked, and a lot of black blood was squeezed out.

After Zhao Lian's pickled ginger was cooked, several people worked together to give Grandma Wu a massage. Many bruises appeared on her body, which was also a sign of detoxification, illness, dampness and coldness.

When the three of them pushed the soles of their feet, they looked at Grandma Wu's wrapped feet and the bloody wounds on them, and they all felt a little sad.

They even complained privately to Grandma Wu, saying that she had a good life with bound feet because she had never done any work in her life. She had a father to support her at home, a man to love her when she got married, and a son to be filial to her when she was old.

Unlike them, they are born with a life of hardship and hardship.

But when it comes to Grandma Wu’s deformed feet, she has no envy at all.

They also tried to have their feet bound when they were children. At that time, they believed that women with bound feet were called real women, and they envied and yearned for them.

But because I couldn't bear the pain, and because my family was poor and didn't have the conditions, I finally gave up.

So I have barely experienced the pain of having my feet bound, and I can understand how much suffering Grandma Wu’s feet have suffered.

Those little feet are really not made by humans.

Several people were sweating from their busy work, and Grandma Wu was also sweating.

The results were effective. Grandma Wu's temperature gradually dropped and her face looked much better.

At dawn, the third uncle came over by himself.

The old man walked tremblingly, which made people worried.

After seeing Grandma Wu, I said that she has a great destiny and survived. She just needs to take care of her slowly and she will be fine.

Wu Bo Zhao Lian breathed a sigh of relief, with red eyes, choked with sobs and thanked everyone.

Wang Shangui said: "We are all from the same village. Don't worry about these small things. If anything happens in the future, just go to the brigade and let us know."

"Your family lives in a remote area, and if you don't tell us, we won't know anything about it."

"We are a group, we are neighbors. We can't see each other even when we look up. Don't take it too seriously when it comes to helping each other."

Wu Bo nodded and said yes, secretly blaming themselves for their previous villainy and making up their mind to have a good relationship with the people in the village in the future.

To avoid being as hopeless and helpless as before.

There are indeed some people in the village who don't like them, but most of them are good people with kind hearts.

After seeing everyone off, the couple boiled hot water to clean Grandma Wu, put her into clean clothes, and fed her some rice soup from Xiya.

Seeing the old lady sleeping peacefully makes you feel at ease.

Then he asked the four sisters to eat something and go to bed.

Xiya slept peacefully and did not wake up.

The couple also tidied up and went to bed.

After working hard all day and all night, I couldn't bear it.

The family slept until noon and dusk, during which time someone came to visit, but seeing no movement from the Wu family, they guessed they were resting, so they left without disturbing them.

Wu Bo woke up first and saw that Zhao Lian had no intention of waking up, so he did not disturb her.

Zhao Lian took care of the mother and son all night, then ran around all day and worked all night, so she must be exhausted.

He stood up gently and went to see Grandma Wu first.

As soon as she entered the door, Grandma Wu woke up.

People are still a little confused.

Wu Bo walked over happily: "Mom, how do you feel?"

Grandma Wu was exhausted and had no energy to speak, so she just shook her head.

Wu Bo said: "It's okay. Mother, please lie down for a while. I'll boil some hot water and bring some food over."

Grandma Wu nodded.

Wu Bo went out with peace of mind and went to the girls' house again.

Damai and the others are still sleeping. They were frightened yesterday. They will be fine if they sleep more.

But Xiya was awake, staring at the straw on the beam in a daze with her big eyes open.

Wu Bo went over to pick up Xiao Xiya and kissed her lovingly: "Dad, Xiya is so good. She doesn't cry when she wakes up."

"Are you hungry? Can daddy make some rice soup for Xiya?"

"Ah good.

Xiao Xiya grinned and responded, which made Wu Bo's heart melt.

I couldn't take care of my little one all day yesterday. I felt heartbroken and blamed myself.

He went to the kitchen to pee on Xiya, tied him up with a strap, and started working on the fire.

He also chatted with Xiya and taught Xiya how to memorize the Three-Character Sutra.

Grandma Wu’s knowledge was taught by Grandpa Wu. She is also studious and learns well.

Later, Wu Bo was born, and the couple taught together. After Grandpa Wu left, Grandma Wu did not miss teaching Wu Bo.

Wu Bo was also very talented in learning. If the imperial power politics were still there, he could easily become a scholar or even a scholar.

However, things in the world are unpredictable, and Wu Bokong had nowhere to put his knowledge to use.

But he didn't complain about others. When he had nothing to do, he taught Zhao Lian at home, and then taught Damai a few others.

There were no books, pen or paper, so I made a sand table.

All four of Damai are doing well in school, and three-year-old Xiaomi can recognize a lot of words.

Among them, Damai is the best at learning, not because she is the oldest, but because she is the most eager to learn, loves learning the most, and is also the most talented.

Xiya listened carefully. She was very interested in this thing and would respond to her father's reading.

Although all I said was ah ah ah ah, the rhythm was right.

Wu Bo was so happy that he wanted to feel the pain to his bones. The little guy could endorse it even before he was one month old. He was really a little genius.

Zhao Lian entered the kitchen and looked at the warm and harmonious father and daughter, with a soft smile on her face.

"It's great that our Xiya will endorse it." He leaned over and gave her a kiss.

Xiao Xiya liked being praised very much and twisted her neck happily.

Zhao Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took over the task from Wu Bo: "I just went to see my mother, and she is recovering well."

"Later, I will decoct the medicine left by the third uncle in the morning, and feed it a few times, and it will be mostly cured."

"In the past few days, I want to mix some rice from Xiya's place and cook sweet potato porridge for my mother."

"I'm worried that my mother won't be able to bear just eating sweet potatoes."

As they spoke, they looked at Xiya. They all knew that Xiya was sensible and she was no ordinary child.

They didn't want to ask for anything from her, or get anything in return.

It's just that under the current situation, they have no choice.
Chapter completed!