Chapter 18 Begging for Life
Feng Buji likes this change in his sister.
He warned like an old man, "Sister, you are a young lady. You can only say this at home, others will laugh if you hear it."
"Okay, just tell my brother."
Two chuckles came from the kitchen.
For dinner, I had a pot of two-meter steamed buns, a pot of shrimp skin and winter melon soup, and a small plate of scrambled eggs with green onions.
Pinellia ternata and Shaoyao consciously did not pick up the eggs, and Feng Chuchen also ate less, mainly giving them to Feng Buji.
Shaoyao had eaten this kind of steamed buns five years ago before she gave birth to her younger brother. It smelled like an immortal. There is some dried shrimps in the winter melon soup, which is what the legendary seafood tastes like.
So delicious.
Peony ate very quickly, finishing a steamed bun in three or four mouthfuls and a large bowl of winter melon soup in four or five mouthfuls.
Seeing her put down the bowl, Banxia said, "How can such a big man eat less than me?"
Shaoyao said insincerely, "I haven't eaten much and I'm already full."
Feng Chuchen knew she was being polite and said, "Sit down and eat another steamed bun."
He took a steamed bun and stuffed it into her, and Shaoyao sat down to eat with a blushing face.
Feng Buji thought she could still eat another, so he stuffed another steamed bun for her, "Eat it."
Before finishing the steamed buns, Shaoyao's tears welled up.
Feng Chuchen said, "What's wrong? If you can't eat, don't force yourself to eat."
Shaoyao choked up and said, "I haven't had a full meal since my mother got sick. Today I was full, and I also ate white flour steamed buns and shrimp skin soup. My father was afraid that I would starve you all, so he didn't allow me to eat more, but I I couldn't help but eat three steamed buns in one sitting. It was a sin.
"I didn't listen to what dad said. I'm sorry to the girl and my brother. I will make you poor. I won't be able to do it next time."
Feng Buji and Banxia looked at her with pity.
Feng Chuchen smiled and said, "My family is not rich, but we can still have enough food. Also, if you don't have enough food, how can you have the strength to work and protect us? Eat as much as you can."
Banxia stood up again and scooped out a large bowl of winter melon soup for Shaoyao, and Feng Buyi gave her a chopstick of scrambled eggs.
Shaoyao burped several times after eating, and rushed to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, I went to the river at the entrance of the village and carried two baskets of gravel back.
"The roads around the yard will be paved tomorrow. My family lives halfway up the mountain, and the roads around me were paved by my father and my sister..."
She was embarrassed to eat so many steamed buns for nothing, so she had to find something to do and work a lot to be worthy of her master.
When she came back for the second time, she picked back a lotus pod and three lotus flowers.
She gave the lotus pods to Feng Buji, "It's so delicious that I can't eat too much, but I can't eat too much."
Give lotus flowers to Feng Chuchen, "Put them in the girl's room."
Feng Chuchen found a small jar, put flowers in it, and placed it on the Kang table in the landlord's room.
With three touches of red, the bare hut immediately became alive.
Da Tou came back after dark.
Feng Chuchen personally placed a bowl of winter melon and steamed buns in front of it, and together with Feng Buji, whispered comfort along its fur.
Although Da Tou didn't pay attention to her, he didn't hurt her either.
After talking for more than a quarter of an hour, Datou seemed to really understand. He lowered his head and ate the rice in the bowl.
At the beginning of Xu Shi, Feng Chuchen asked Feng Buji to drink a bowl of goat milk.
The smell of mutton was so strong that the little guy retched twice, then quickly covered his mouth and said, "No, sister, don't spend money on tea."
Feng Chuchen smiled, he was really a sensible little stingy.
Feng Buji said again, "Sister will use thick needles for acupuncture tomorrow."
If he doesn't cry after acupuncture, his sister will hold his face with her hands.
He likes it.
Feng Chuchen corrected, "I'm still a descendant of my aunt. Don't talk nonsense about medical skills. It's called pricking, pricking blood or pricking the collaterals, once every three days."
Seeing that the little guy was a little regretful, she hugged his face again and said, "Good night, brother." It would be better if the brother was younger, and she would definitely kiss him.
The first time he heard the word "good night", Feng Buji still understood the meaning.
He smiled with crooked eyebrows and said, "Good night, sister."
Since the death of his aunt, the little guy smiled so happily for the first time, and his eyes were so full of laughter.
Feng Chuchen smiled again and pinched his little face.
In her heart, this is not a brother, a son, or a caring son.
Feng Chuchen went to the yard to practice Tai Chi for a quarter of an hour and finger snapping for a quarter of an hour, then went back to his hut to read the notes.
The oil lamp is like a bean, the light is very weak, there is a smell of lamp oil, a cup of water, accompanied by the frogs croaking outside the small window...
Although the lamp oil was very expensive, she went to bed to rest until the end of the day.
She was sleeping soundly when she was woken up by the noise outside.
At the beginning of Mao Shi, it was already dawn.
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She put on her clothes and went out and asked, "What's the matter?"
Shaoyao had just gotten up and was lighting a fire in the kitchen.
She walked out and said, "It seems someone has died. Sister Banxia went out to see it."
Feng Chuchen's heart sank, could it be Sister-in-law Jinniu?
Just as he was talking, Banxia ran home and said, "Sister-in-law Jinniu and her children are gone."
"All the sizes are gone?"
"Well, the child suffocated to death in her belly. Wen Po pulled her out, causing sister-in-law Jinniu to bleed heavily. Yin Shi also died... They say she was unlucky. If aunt was alive, mother and child would definitely be safe."
Feng Chuchen sighed secretly, two living lives were lost just like that. If it had been a previous life, it would have been a caesarean section. It would have been such a simple thing.
I am thinking that the medical clinic I will open in the future will be called a maternal and child clinic, which will not only treat women and children, but also deliver babies...
After dinner, Feng Chuchen asked Banxia to go to the Sanshiqiao market to buy a few herbs, a pound of jasmine tea, two pounds of yams, and then two pieces of coarse cloth to make clothes for Peony, a coat and a middle coat.
I had some rags at home and used peony to make shoes.
Sanshiqiao is on the bank of Canghe River five miles away. It belongs to the market of Shitougou Township and is held every single day.
There are many kinds of things in the market and they are cheap.
Feng Buji emphasized again, "Sister, I'm not afraid of the smell."
Feng Chuchen said, "Scented tea can not only boil goat milk, but can also be brewed and drank."
The original owner didn't drink tea, but Feng Chuchen wanted to drink it. Although I can’t afford good tea for the time being, drinking ordinary tea is better than drinking boiled water.
In the Feng family, only the aunt drank tea during her lifetime, and she always bought coarse tea. Occasionally, the midwife would bring some good tea, but she was reluctant to drink it herself, but took it to honor her uncle Yao.
Feng Chuchen went to the Jiang family to pay homage alone, without Feng Buji.
He is not in good health, and the ancients also said that his soul is unstable and he cannot die.
Feng Chuchen gave fifty-one coins of silk gold.
When my aunt passed away, the Jiang family gave her eleven cents and two people came to pay her respects.
I won't go to the funeral, so I'll send more money.
Jiang Jinniu cried very sadly.
His mother, Aunt Jiang, cried, "If Sister Feng were here, the Taurus wife wouldn't be dead. Even if Wang Wenpo was here, they would still have a chance to survive. It's a pity that my eldest grandson..."
Mrs. Wang also came and curled her lips and said, "You can't say that. If I come to ask for my life, it is the king of hell who comes to ask for my life. Doctor Feng is not a great god, so there is nothing she can do if she comes..."
Taurus's mother fell back in anger and shouted loudly, "My grandson is not asking for his life, it's because he didn't find a good wife. No wonder you have eight cubs to die, and you never accumulate good deeds."
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