Shen Xinli transmigrated one day to become a seven-year-old peasant girl. Originally, she held no hope for her new life, but the care and love from her family changed her perspective.
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The next morning.
"Jinshan, pack up your bamboo fan at home. When we get back from the headman's house, we'll go to the county."
"Okay, Dad."
After Shen Fuyu gave instructions to his eldest son, he took his daughter to the village head's house.
While going to the county today, the Shen family wants to give you a bamboo fan.
Although the deadline has not yet arrived, since we have already prepared 300 of them, it is better to send them in advance.
This will prevent the number of bamboo fans on the market from increasing and being imitated.
This was what Shen Jinshan thought of last night, and the whole family agreed.
Today he and his second uncle will carry these bamboo fans to the county town again.
But before going, my father took my sister to talk to the village head about the underground canal.
Last night, Zhao Lizheng was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night. He got up several times to see if there was still water in the only well.
It was just dawn and I saw that the water had reached about one-third of its previous level before I dared to go to bed with peace of mind.
"Is Uncle Zhao here?"
"It's Brother Shen, please come in quickly, Dad just rested for a while."
Zhao Dahai looked at the Shen family father and daughter with a gleam in his eyes.
The night before yesterday, the Shen family paid the three brothers ninety cents for cutting bamboo.
But Zhao Dahai was very excited.
Nowadays, even if you go to work for a wealthy family in the county, you can only get 25 cents a day at most, and it takes a long time to get a job.
Although they only worked for the Shen family for one day, the three Zhao brothers were still very excited.
They all knew that this was the Shen family repaying their father's favor!
If it weren't for their father occasionally lending a helping hand, would such a good thing have ever happened to their family?
Big brother Zhao Dashan’s idea was even simpler.
Over the years, his youngest son has not grown any better, and he hopes to earn more money so that he can take his son to the county town for medical treatment.
"Brother Fugui, do you have something important to talk to my father about?"
Shen Fugui looked around and whispered, "It's urgent."
Seeing that the visitor looked nervous, Zhao Dashan hurried into the inner room to call Zhao Lizheng.
"Ali is here. Have you had breakfast? Come, Auntie has some steamed buns."
Chen Xinli looked at the woman in front of her, smiled brightly and said, "No need, auntie, I've eaten."
Aunt Li is the only woman besides the Shen family who has given Chen Xinli warmth since she came to this world.
Even though she farted the entire afternoon after eating those fried soybeans, she was still moved.
"Sister Ali!"
I saw a little kid about the same size as Shen Jinlin walk up to Shen Xinli and look at her carefully.
This child should be older than Shen Jinlin, but he looks shorter than Shen Jinlin and is also a bit thin.
Chen Xinli couldn't help but take a few more glances.
It would be fine if you didn't look, but when you did, you discovered that there were blue bloodshot veins in the whites of Zhao Xiaobao's eyes.
If I remember correctly.
This is a sign that your child has roundworms in his stomach.
When she was a child, Chen Xinli often couldn't sleep because of the pain from the roundworms in her stomach.
It was another time when she went to her aunt's house and suddenly had a stomachache, so her aunt took her to a small clinic.
The old doctor looked at her eyes and prescribed her deworming pills, and also blamed her aunt for not bringing her here earlier.
That night, Chen Xinli passed out a lot of roundworms.
"Aunt Li, has Xiaobao always been this thin? Does he still have stomachaches?"
"Ali, how do you know?"
Without waiting for Zhao Li's reply, Zhao Dashan suddenly walked out of the house and asked in surprise.
Chen Xinli was immediately embarrassed.
How can I answer this question? Is it because I saw blue bloodshot in the baby's eyes?
Although I was like this when I was a child.
But it cannot be exposed directly.
After thinking for a moment, he replied, "It's like this. The day before yesterday, I went to the county to sell bamboo fans and met a traveling doctor.
The doctor muttered a few words, saying that the child wasn't gaining weight and had stomachaches, and that it might be roundworms, and that something like "Quanjunzi" could kill the worms.
"Really?"
"Ali, if that's true, you are Xiaobao's benefactor!"
Aunt Li looked at Chen Xinli with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Xiaobao was born with a weakness. He saw a doctor at that time, and the doctor said that there was nothing wrong with him. Only then did Zhao Dashan and his wife feel relieved.
But when he was four years old, Xiaobao looked much smaller than other children of the same age and he often had stomachaches.
I saw many doctors, but they couldn't find anything wrong with me.
His family thought that his weakness had recurred.
Although Zhao Li usually looks fearless, she often holds her youngest son and wipes away tears quietly when she sees his body getting thinner and thinner.
"Dashan, let's go to the town's clinic today and have the child checked out!"
Zhao Dashan's eyes flickered: "Okay! Let's go today."
"Fugui, what do you want from me?"
Zhao Lizheng put on his clothes and walked out from the inner room, his face still showing unconcealable fatigue.
"Uncle Zhao, we know how to divert the water."
"What, you know how to divert water?"
Zhao Lizheng's body trembled, and he seemed to react for a moment before he frowned and said angrily:
"You're lying to me, brat! Don't do that for the hundred taels of silver. You might lose your other leg!"
Zhao Lizheng looked at Shen Fugui seriously.
“Yeah, Brother Shen, this is not a joke.”
Zhao Dashan, Zhao Dahai and others also expressed their concern.
Looking at the old man in front of him, there was a dark spot under his eyes, and his cloudy eyes still showed a fierce look.
Chen Xinli couldn't help but sigh, this old man treated her father like an old father. Although her father understood the principle, he couldn't explain it clearly.
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