Song Yun skillfully wrapped the bandage around Mr. Qi's injured leg. "This is my unique secret recipe. It's very effective in reconnecting broken bones."
After hearing the secret recipe, the two old men stopped asking questions.
After wrapping the bandage, Song Yun went outside to find two wooden boards, cut them into the appropriate size with a dagger, and clamped Mr. Qi's injured leg to fix it. This looked simple, but it could well protect the injured leg and would not cause any criticism.
After finishing her work, Song Yun asked Old Qi, "Grandpa Qi, how do you feel now?"
Mr. Qi smiled and said, "I feel great. It doesn't hurt at all. Really."
It was impossible not to feel any pain at all, but this kind of pain was insignificant to him. It was the most comfortable moment he had felt since he broke his leg.
"Okay, then you take good care of it. Be sure to pay more attention to it and never cause any secondary damage."
Of course Old Qi didn't refuse, but he was feeling very melancholy. Those bastards hadn't been here for several days, and he guessed they would come over in the next few days. He didn't know how they would torture them, and he couldn't guarantee whether his leg would be injured again.
Song Yun had no idea what Mr. Qi was thinking, so she said goodbye and left after finishing her work.
After Song Yun and Song Ziyi left, Song Hao gave some stewed rabbit meat to the two elders as usual. Except for the fish at noon, the two elders had not eaten real meat for a long time. The stewed rabbit meat was so delicious that they could not resist it. They sat by the bed and ate the meal, sighing that their lives were getting better and better and they could even eat meat.
Song Hao and Bai Qingxia have been eating food with nutrient solution added for the past few days. Their stomachs have become oily and their complexions have visibly improved. Especially Song Hao, he basically doesn't cough anymore. He feels that his body has become as healthy as when he was in Beijing.
Although Bai Qingxia had controlled her condition and it did not worsen, the symptoms were still there and her body was still weak, but she was much better than before and could eat and sleep well.
After Song Yunyi arrived at the deserted yard, she started to boil water. She first let Song Ziyi take a bath in a large wooden tub, and then she bought a bathtub and took a hot bath.
I have to say, boiling water for a bath really wastes a lot of firewood. The pot is too small, and boiling water one pot at a time will almost use up all the firewood in the yard.
"We have time to go to the mountain to get some firewood tomorrow." Song Yun sat on a bench in the kitchen and twisted her hair, looking at Song Ziyi who was concentrating on practicing throwing stones.
Song Ziyi threw the last stone in his hand, turned around and said to Song Yun, "Sister, doesn't Carpenter Liu have a smaller bucket at home?"
Song Yun was curious, "Why do you need a smaller bucket?"
Song Ziyi glanced at the water jar and said, "It's empty. I want to go fetch some water." He had seen it all day long: all the village water carriers were men, not a single woman. As the man, it was his job to fetch the family's water. But when he tried, the bucket was too big, and he was too short to lift it.
Song Yun burst out laughing, stood up and walked in front of Song Ziyi, pinching the little Ziyi's chubby cheeks with both hands, admiring him so much, "Oh, our little man is really amazing, but now you can't fetch the water. When you grow taller and stronger, I will fetch all the water for you in the future, okay?"
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