Su Qingluan actually didn't remember the entire Thousand Character Classic, but she was more familiar with the first part.
So she simply wrote down the parts that she remembered more clearly.
Looking up, she saw that it was still some time before noon. She saw two children lying at the table, writing their homework slowly as if they were embroidering. She said hello to their parents and planned to go to the job advertisement to see if anyone had noticed it.
Although it had rained heavily for two days in a row and today was the Qiqiao Festival, Su Qingluan thought that she had nothing to do, so she decided to try her luck and see if she could recruit one or two people to help.
To match the lake blue chest-length skirt, Yang sewed a pair of light blue cloth shoes for Su Qingluan with refreshing daylily patterns on them. Although the materials were simple, they looked quite exquisite.
Su Qingluan carefully avoided areas with accumulated water along the way, and walked along the clean road towards the notice board at the entrance of the village.
Not long after I left, I saw a few girls gathered under an elm tree, talking about something.
Su Qingluan originally wanted to walk over directly, but the familiar voice made her subconsciously stop -
"Oh, what should I do?"
"Do you want to just pull it out?"
"Don't touch it. I heard that the three guys from He Laozhang's family were just reckless and got hurt. Their hands were rotten and they almost lost their lives!"
“Stop talking!… I… I don’t want to die yet…!!”
"Pah! What are you talking about? Death! It's unlucky!"
Hmm? Seems pretty serious? After all, it involves matters of life and death.
Su Qingluan took two steps towards the group of people, half out of curiosity and half wanting to see if she could lend a hand if they really were in trouble. The more she walked, the more she felt that this familiar feeling was not an illusion.
Although they were from the same village and saw each other every day, there was always a sense of déjà vu. However, Su Qingluan felt that these girls seemed to have dealt with her before.
"What are you doing there?" Su Qingluan stopped and asked.
When several people heard the sound, the four people outside turned sideways to look at Su Qingluan. Su Qingluan thought to herself: Oh, no wonder they sound familiar and look familiar. It turns out that they are the people who picked a fight with me by the river because of Mu Xingzhi.
But weren't they arguing fiercely at the time? Are they reconciling now?
As expected, sisters are the true love, men are just accidents~
While joking casually in her mind, Su Qingluan noticed that the four people outside had turned sideways, and their positions were widened, revealing another person from the middle. He was squatting on the ground, holding his right wrist with his left hand, crying with tears in his eyes, and his face was full of panic.
And on the exposed skin of the little girl's right wrist, which was being held, there seemed to be something lying.
Su Qingluan took two more steps forward before she could see clearly - it was actually a tick, which had already stuck its entire head into the little girl's arm, and the surrounding skin was slightly red and swollen.
The girl was very scared and subconsciously wanted to touch the tick. Su Qingluan frowned and shouted, "Don't touch that bug!"
Then he rushed over without saying a word and grabbed the girl's arm, which surprised the other girls around him.
Su Qingluan rushed closer and found that the girl bitten by the tick was the one who had been standing in the middle and the front of the girls, and was obviously the leader of this small group.
Now, her original domineering attitude is gone, and she no longer glares at others fiercely. Instead, she holds her arms and looks very helpless.
"You...you are the one from last time..." The girl whose arm was held by Su Qingluan obviously recognized Su Qingluan and subconsciously wanted to pull her arm out of her hand.
Su Qingluan growled, "Don't move! If the tick's head breaks off inside the flesh, it won't be fun!"
When the girl heard this, she immediately stopped moving.
The girls surrounding her obviously usually took the girl in the middle as their backbone, and now they were all panic-stricken.
After a while, the girl named Liu'er asked timidly, "Sister Tian Xing'er... can she... be saved?"
When she asked the last four words, Liu'er's voice was trembling and very soft, as if if she spoke a little louder, it would disturb the passing gods and take her little friend away.
As soon as Liu'er said this, the remaining three girls all looked nervous, and Tian Xing'er's face turned pale with fear.
Seeing how frightened the little girls were, Su Qingluan sighed inwardly: They are still just children...
"Don't worry, you didn't pull the bug apart, so it's not too serious." She smiled slightly, trying to calm the girls down with a soothing tone. She then turned to look at Tian Xing'er and said, "Come back to my house first. I have a way to help you get rid of the bug."
As soon as these words were spoken, the remaining three people showed alertness on their faces, and it was obvious that they were also remembering the previous incident of "using the majority to bully the minority" by the river.
"I want to go too!"
"I'm going too!"
"Then I'll go too..."
"Okay, okay, you all go and follow me." Su Qingluan smiled helplessly, thinking that these little girls were quite united.
Although this place was not far from the Su family's courtyard, it still took half a quarter of an hour to walk there. Tian Xing'er was afraid that the tick would suddenly break off, so she was very cautious and walked even more slowly.
So on the small road in the village, there was a row of six girls with different looks. They should have been talking and laughing, but five of them had serious expressions and the other one was speechless. The whole group of six walked on the road in silence, as if they were performing some strange ceremony.
After a long delay, Su Qingluan finally arrived home, spending nearly double the time. As soon as she entered the house, she asked loudly, "Mother, do we have any incense sticks?"
"Yes, yes!" Yang answered from inside the house, lifting the curtain. Then she asked curiously, "Daya, didn't you say you were going to check out the notice board at the village entrance? How come you're back so soon?"
Su Qingluan turned around and glanced at the five little girls standing at the gate of the yard. "Look, someone's been bitten by an insect. Do you still have the ointment that Uncle Liang gave Dad?"
Shopkeeper Liang said that the ointment not only reduces swelling and relieves pain, but also draws out toxins. In this era without hydrogen peroxide and iodine, he can only trust this medicine for now - after all, his father has used it and it worked well.
Yang looked up at the little girls who were a little confused, then glanced at her own daughter with a strange look in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. She lit the incense sticks that Su Qingluan wanted and handed them over, then went back to get the ointment.
"Oh, by the way, please bring me a bowl of light salt water."
"Hey, what trouble are you talking about as a family?" Yang smiled and turned away.
Su Qingli turned around and walked towards Tian Xing'er holding the incense stick.
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