When Su Qingluan came back with her sister in her arms, the little girl looked a little listless and drowsy in her arms.
But Su Qingluan didn't dare let her sleep outside. It would be no fun if she caught a cold accidentally.
"Xueyan, let's go back to the house and change into our underwear before going to bed. We'll be home soon. Look at that yard in front of us. Isn't that our home?"
Following Su Qingluan's gaze, Su Xueyan also saw the Su family's small courtyard. However, unlike the darkness before they left, two lanterns were hung at the door, swaying back and forth in the cold wind, as if their parents were waiting for them to return soon.
"Look, Mom and Dad have lit lanterns for us. Let's go quickly, otherwise none of them will be able to sleep well." Su Qingluan muttered and quickened her pace.
Her guess was correct. Although Su Xuanhe had already gone to bed, Yang was still worried about Su Xueyan's condition. Unfortunately, she herself was also sick and it was inconvenient for her to go out, so she could only worry.
Later, Su Xuanhe coughed, and Su Guangfu, who was responsible for taking care of him, woke up. When he came out of the outer room with his clothes on to pour water for his second son, he saw a faint light coming from the main room. When he walked in, he saw Yang alone mending clothes and doing needlework for the family under candlelight.
After asking, they learned that the third girl had a high fever and convulsions, and the eldest girl went to see Mr. Mu for medical treatment late at night. Now, the couple couldn't sleep.
After Su Guangfu fed his son some water and put him to sleep, the couple chatted together in the main house while waiting for Su Qingluan and the others to come back.
In order to prevent Su Qingluan from tripping when crossing the threshold in the dark - not to mention that she was holding a little child in her arms - Su Guangfu hung two lanterns outside in the dark.
The light from the lantern was limited and could only illuminate a part of the door near the threshold, but it was better than nothing.
The two of them sat outside like this until the second watch. Su Qingluan finally returned, wrapped in the night breeze and cool air. As soon as she entered the house, she brought back good news: "Xueyan is fine for the time being. Mr. Mu gave her acupuncture and wrote her a new prescription. After I finish making dinner for you tomorrow morning, I will go to Huichun Hall to get the medicine."
"What are you cooking?" Yang took Su Xueyan from Su Qingluan's arms. "Your father and I have rested all day and are feeling much better. You should go back to your room quickly and don't come into our house to get sick!"
When Yang saw Su Qingluan trying to move towards the main house, she quickly drove her out.
Seeing that both children had returned safely, Su Guangfu decided to go back and continue caring for Su Xuanhe. He also waved to Su Qingluan, "We're not so incapable of doing even this little bit of work—I was hanging lanterns myself today, and your mother was embroidering under the lamp just now."
As he said this, he pushed and shoved Su Qingluan out.
Su Qingluan also understood that her parents were afraid that she would also be infected by the disease, and they also felt sorry for her having to take care of several sick people at home, so they said that they could take care of it.
But no matter how strong she tried to be, Su Qingluan knew that her father and mother's physical condition could not be faked. They were obviously weaker than usual and more easily fatigued.
After all, she had been busy all day and the first half of the night. Although Su Qingluan had a lot on her mind, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, without even having time to blow out the candle.
The next morning, Su Qingluan was still worried about something, so she got up at dawn.
Due to lack of sleep, Su Qingluan felt her eyelids were very heavy and her head was a little dizzy and unclear.
Her heart sank: I can’t be so unlucky that I got infected again just by standing at the door of the main house yesterday, right?
Fortunately, she wasn't a pessimist this time. The direct cause of Su Qingluan's dizziness was that she was a little tired during the day and didn't get enough sleep at night. By the time she changed her clothes, the drowsiness had eased a lot.
Turning her head, she saw that the candle on the low table in the room had turned into a pool of wax. Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment before she remembered that she was so sleepy last night that she even forgot to blow out the candle, and ended up letting the candle burn all night in vain.
Coming out of her room, Su Qingluan looked at the foggy country path outside and didn't dare to walk too far - it was autumn, and it was early morning before sunrise, and the fog was thick. The visibility was so exaggerated that she couldn't even see each other's faces.
In this situation, it is like covering your eyes with a thick white cloth. Even if the surrounding terrain is relatively familiar, it is best not to take risks.
Although it was only about 10 to 20 steps from the house to the kitchen, it was still dangerous given the current visibility. Furthermore, the sun hadn't risen yet, visibility was poor, and the kitchen was pitch black, making it even more likely to cause problems. Su Qingluan decided to wait a while until the sun came out and the fog dissipated.
Taking advantage of this break, Su Qingluan did some simple stretching yoga in her room to make her mind clearer.
This process did not take very long, only about a quarter of an hour, and the light outside became much brighter, at least I could see the road conditions within a dozen steps more clearly.
Su Qingluan walked towards the kitchen. Sure enough, although the sun had not risen completely, the light in the kitchen was no longer pitch dark. A faint light leaked out from the closed window frame.
Su Qingluan propped up the windows in front and behind the kitchen, and after opening the door, the light inside became brighter.
Considering that everyone in the family is sick except herself, and she was forced to stay up late because she did not sleep in the first half of the night, her appetite today is not very good, so Su Qingluan plans to make a lighter breakfast this morning.
Because the dish needed to be light, Su Qingluan used rice and millet to make two-grain porridge. The mustard greens that Su Qingluan had made before had been pickled and many spices had been added in advance.
Fortunately, Su Qingluan had foresight. Considering that there were two little ones in the family who could not eat spicy food, she did not add too much Evodia rutaecarpa as a spicy seasoning when pickling the mustard greens. Therefore, although the mustard greens this time had been pickled to a completely dehydrated state with salt and sugar, fortunately they were not spicy.
Otherwise, the patients’ throats would not be able to bear it.
Su Qingluan thought about it and added sesame seeds and sesame oil to make the mustard greens more flavorful and fragrant, so that her younger brother and sister could more easily accept the slightly pungent taste after the fermentation of the mustard greens.
I had porridge and pickled vegetables to go with the rice, but both were very easy to digest. Even if I didn't do any heavy physical work, I'd easily get hungry again just eating porridge and pickled vegetables. Furthermore, there was nothing to replenish my energy, so I still needed staple food and protein.
Su Qingluan frowned: In order to put the shredded meat into the porridge, you need to buy pork tenderloin in advance, but the pork at home has basically been pickled into bacon and cannot be used.
Protein... Su Qingluan thought about it and her eyes lit up: How could she forget about this!
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