As soon as their figures came into view, all the people in Xinghua Village stood up vigilantly. The elderly and children were protected behind them. The men took out knives and pointed them at them. As long as they dared to get close, the knives in their hands would mercilessly pierce their chests.
The group of people approaching also noticed them and stopped.
A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, raised his hands and placed them in front of his chest.
"Don't get me wrong, we saw a fire here, and we happened to be preparing to set up camp."
The people in Xinghua Village did not speak, but still did not let down their guard.
The middle-aged man continued, "We are the head of Qianshan Village in Nanping County."
Yang Lizheng walked out from behind the crowd, "You can go over there if you want to set up camp."
He pointed to the area in the distance.
The middle-aged man bowed and said, "Okay."
The group of people said nothing more and headed in the direction pointed by Yang Lizheng.
This group of refugees also brought their families with them, and there were ox carts in the team, which was completely different from the group of refugees we had encountered before.
They were probably from the same village as those in Xinghua Village, all of whom fled the famine together.
The two sides were separated by a distance and did not disturb each other.
Su Yin bandaged her second cousin and just stood up. She felt dizzy and something slipped between her legs.
Yang Hua quickly supported her and saw blood on her skirt. "Yinyin, you are injured too."
Su Yin waved her hands quickly, "I'm fine."
She probably knew what was going on.
"Yinyin."
"Don't move, just have a good rest." Su Yin pressed him back forcefully.
Perhaps because of her tough attitude, Yang Hua really didn't dare to move.
Su Yin hurried back to her mother.
This is the first time this body has its period, and I didn't expect it to happen at this time.
"Mom, I'm coming."
Su Yin was a little annoyed that she forgot her menstrual belt when she was preparing things.
The main reason is that I haven’t used it for more than ten years, and I didn’t think about it for a while. I was only concerned about issues such as food, drink, and safety.
Mother Su slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, look at my memory. I forgot to bring it."
Su Yin looked at Su Baozhu.
Su Baozhu waved her hands repeatedly, "Don't look at me, I, I haven't had my period yet."
Uh, Su Baozhu is one year older than her, but she hasn’t come yet.
But it’s normal when you think about it. In ancient times, people’s nutrition was not enough, so it’s normal for menstrual period to come late.
In ancient times, having menstrual period meant that a woman could get married and have children, and it was a sign of growing up.
"Wait a moment."
Su's mother took out an old rag from the mule cart. It was colorful and had various patches on it.
"Mom, you're not going to use this, are you?"
"Of course. Luckily I didn't throw it away, so I can use it as a menstrual belt for you."
That piece of rag was the tattered clothes they wore before, and Su's mother was reluctant to throw it away.
"Don't!" Su Yin quickly took out a piece of brand new cloth from the mule cart.
The fabric is not of the highest quality, but it is clean and soft.
"Mom, use this. That one can be used as a rag." Su Yin knew her mother's temper. It was impossible for her to throw it away. Those rags could be used to make shoes or for other purposes.
Mother Su glanced at the new fabric in her hand and frowned, "What a waste."
Before the two men could react, Su Baozhu, who was standing by, took drastic measures and tore off a piece of cloth with a pair of scissors with a click.
"Sister-in-law, here, use this."
Mother Su looked at the cut cloth, then at the two little ones, and glared at them, "You two girls, your hands are not tight at all. Don't do this when you get married in the future, or you will be despised by your in-laws."
"Sister-in-law, that's not right. A family that can't bear to give you a piece of cloth certainly won't feel sorry for you. Such a family is not much better."
Su Yin looked at her aunt in surprise and gave her a thumbs up.
After being reborn, my aunt has grown a lot and is now stronger and more independent than before.
"Mom, if you want to find a husband, you have to find one who is willing to spend money on his wife and loves her. Not the kind who says he loves her but actually makes you suffer."
Su's mother paused, as if she remembered something, her eyes dimmed, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Okay. I can't argue with you two."
Su's mother took the cloth from Su Baozhu and began to measure the size and cut the cloth.
Cut the cloth into four pieces, about the size of a palm and about six inches long. Then cut several thin strips of different lengths. Sew two of the same strips together, make a slit in the middle, and sew the thin strips on both sides as straps to help the woman fix herself.
The hole in the middle is for filling it with wood ash for absorption. When the lime is almost absorbed, pour out the lime and replace it with new lime.
This is the menstrual belt used by ordinary people in the Yong Dynasty.
Su's mother worked as a housekeeper for two months, but Su Yin felt it was too little.
As water is difficult to obtain nowadays, it is impossible to wash menstrual belts frequently. But we cannot always use dirty ones, as that can easily lead to gynecological diseases.
"Mom, make a few more. You and my aunt will need them when the time comes."
"Two taking turns are enough." Su's mother disagreed.
"Sister-in-law, if I come too, these two won't be enough to share." Su Baozhu joined the team of persuading.
As the two of them were talking, Su's mother was convinced and slapped them hard, "Two little losers."
He said this, but when he actually did it, he was very clear about it.
Mrs. Xu, who was sleeping next door to them, saw Su's mother mending the clothes, so she handed Niuniu to her mother-in-law and came over to help.
Madam Xu looked at the new cloth and said with a smile, "I heard from the doctor before that it is best to use new menstrual cloth, as it is less likely to cause disease."
"Really?" Su's mother asked.
"nature."
Su's mother no longer felt any pity and even cut off one more piece.
After making a menstrual belt, she dug out the ashes from the fire and stuffed them into the belt. Su Yin took the ancient version of the sanitary napkin and walked silently to the grove at the back.
When conditions permit in the future, I will definitely stuff cotton inside.
Cotton already existed during the Yong Dynasty and was woven into cloth.
So she still has a chance to make a modern version of sanitary napkins. However, the current conditions do not allow it, so she can only be particular.
"Sister-in-law Su, the head of the village is calling for people to go find water. Who will your family send?"
"I'll go." Su Yin walked out of the woods.
Mother Su pushed her back directly, "Don't move, I'll go."
Su Baozhu volunteered, "Sister-in-law, you just pack up your belongings here, I'll go."
Finally, Su's mother left with her uncles.
Wan Sanye leaned against a tree, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, "There is little hope."
But even so, they still have to find it.
At the campsite opposite, a man with a pointed chin and monkey features approached the middle-aged man.
"Village head, the group of people across the street seem to have gone out to look for water."
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