Chapter 27 One ounce isn't enough, two ounces will do.
When they got home, Li Junping was still not back. They went inside to check and saw that Li Rong was still asleep, with Xiao Baozhu sleeping beside him.
Her little hands gripped Li Rong's clothes tightly, and she was also holding a small clay figurine in her arms.
This little dough figurine was casually made for her by Jiang Nuanzhi yesterday. She couldn't bear to cook it and just kept holding it.
Jiang Nuanzhi carefully moved over and took Li Rong's pulse.
His pulse was relatively stable, but he had lost too much blood and his wounds were infected, so his body was really quite weak.
I took out my acupuncture kit and started giving him acupuncture. After a short while, I saw sweat beading on his forehead, but he still showed no signs of waking up.
Fortunately, her bodily functions were still recovering, and Jiang Nuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Then I went out for a walk, but I couldn't find Li Xiao'er. I couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Aunt Niu, have you seen Xiao Er?"
Jiang Nuanzhi saw Aunt Niu next door sitting at the door mending clothes, so she leaned over the wall and asked her a question.
Aunt Niu saw Jiang Nuanzhi return home early and looked at her with surprise: "I think I saw Xiao Er take a sickle out."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "A sickle?"
Aunt Niu: "He's probably gone to the fields. He was a good boy; he used to help your eldest son with the farm every day. It's a pity he didn't have a good stepmother."
"Thank you, Auntie."
As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she turned around and went into the house to fill a pound of millet and a small bag of soybeans, which she then gave directly to Aunt Niu.
"What are you doing?" Aunt Niu looked at the millet and beans in surprise, and looked at Jiang Nuanzhi in disbelief.
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said, "I'm always out, so I'm always troubling you to look after the child. I heard from Xiao Er that you often give him pancakes. It's not much, but it's a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it, Auntie."
"This is too expensive, I can't accept it."
"Auntie, please don't refuse. I'll need your help a lot in the future."
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and handed it to her without saying another word before leaving.
Aunt Niu stared at Jiang Nuanzhi for a long time: "Hey, did the sun rise in the west today?"
Jiang Nuanzhi felt that Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu next door were indeed good people. In the original owner's memories, these two cared for the children and would often feed them. Of course, they didn't get along well with the original owner.
While thinking, she found her way to the edge of the field by relying on her memory. In the distance, she saw a chubby little boy sitting on the ground, crying loudly, his face covered in tears and snot. Liu Ma was comforting him with heartache.
Li Xiaoer was covered in mud, with red eyes and a stiff neck as he stood there.
Unable to soothe her grandson, Liu Ma saw Xiao Er not far away and reached out to hit him.
"Aunt Liu!"
Jiang Nuanzhi quickly stepped forward and pulled the waiter behind her: "What's wrong?"
Seeing Liu Xiaohu being coaxed by his grandmother, Li Xiaoer knew he couldn't escape a beating. Everyone knew Liu Xiaohu was the apple of the Liu family's eye. The Liu family was also one of the wealthiest families in the village, and no one dared to mess with them.
He just didn't expect that a bad woman would appear.
He hadn't intended to cry, but as her warm, soft hand gripped his, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat and his eyes welled up with tears.
Liu Ma got angry: "Get out of my way! Today I'm going to beat this little brat to death to avenge my grandson."
Jiang Nuanzhi grabbed Liu Ma's wrist and said with a smile, "Liu Ma, don't be angry. What happened? Tell me about it."
Liu Ma struggled twice but couldn't break free. She frowned and said, "You've come at the right time! Your brat beat my grandson for no reason. If you don't give me an explanation today, I'm not finished with you!"
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Li Xiaoer: "Xiaoer, what's going on?"
Li Xiaoer clenched her little fists and met Jiang Nuanzhi's slightly worried eyes. "I didn't."
"You still say you didn't? Little Tiger's arm is bleeding! Oh, my dear grandson, don't cry, don't cry."
When Liu Ma saw her grandson, she immediately comforted him with heartache. Little Tiger, who had stopped crying, suddenly started wailing even louder.
"I don't want to, I want to cry! Hit him! Hit him!"
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at the brat and inexplicably felt an urge to punch him. In the end, she looked at Xiao Er and asked, "Tell your stepmother what happened."
Liu Ma, hands on hips, exclaimed, "What else could it be? He hit my Xiaohu!"
“My second son doesn’t hit people for no reason.” Jiang Nuanzhi squatted down: “I want to hear what you have to say.”
Tears welled up in Li Xiao'er's eyes, her voice tinged with grievance: "He insisted that I be his horse! He said that since our family owed his family money, we should be his horse to ride. I didn't hit him, he ran and hit me, breaking his arm in the process."
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned slightly: "Then how did you end up in the field?"
Li Xiaoer: "I wanted to come and clear the weeds in the field. Father is injured, and you and brother went out. I don't want you to work too hard."
After saying that, he wiped away his tears: "Grandma Liu said that we owe her money, and this land no longer belongs to our family, is that right?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhi frowned and turned to look at Liu Ma.
Aunt Liu's eyes widened: "What, are you saying I wasn't telling the truth?"
"I want to ride a big horse!"
Upon hearing Li Xiaoer's words, the chubby boy immediately started making a fuss again, punching and kicking Liu Ma.
A moment of embarrassment flashed across Liu Ma's face: "Little Tiger, be good. When we get home, Grandma will let you ride a big horse."
"No, no! I want to ride this cripple! I want to!"
Aunt Liu wiped the sweat from her forehead and finally gave in, tilting her head back and saying to Jiang Nuanzhi, "Hey, Fatty Jiang, let our little tiger ride him for a while, how about I give you fifty coins?"
Jiang Nuanzhi found it amusing: "Fifty coins? Let him ride my son? Dream on."
"One hundred coins! No, two hundred coins, just for a short ride. Once he stops crying, that's fine."
"No way, I want to ride it every day! I want that cripple to be my horse every day!" the chubby boy continued to howl, lunging at Li Xiao'er.
Because the little chubby boy was so fat, it was difficult for Liu's mother to even hold him.
He forced himself to say, "One tael, one tael of silver! As long as he can ride it for a while later, I'll waive the one tael of silver!"
At first, Li Xiaoer listened with a stern face and a frown, but when he heard about one or two taels of silver, he couldn't help but tug at Jiang Nuanzhi's sleeve. Jiang Nuanzhi looked down and met his almost longing gaze.
Indeed, for a small child, one or two taels of silver is a huge sum of money, and its allure is immense.
Jiang Nuanzhi smiled and said, "One ounce won't do, two ounces will do."
"Jiang Pangya! Why don't you just rob me?!" Aunt Liu was furious. "Do you think I'm stupid? Two taels of silver wasted here!"
"Grandma! Grandma! I want to ride a big horse! Waaaaaah!"
The chubby boy's big eyes darted around, and he cried even harder, his voice becoming hoarse from crying for so long.
Aunt Liu was heartbroken and tried to comfort her for a long time, but to no avail. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Just then, Jiang Nuanzhi picked up Li Xiaoer and looked like she was about to leave.
"Two ounces it is!"
Liu Ma gritted her teeth: "The previous debts are wiped clean, but from now on, he must listen to everything Xiaohu says. He has to do whatever Xiaohu tells him to do!"
(End of this chapter)
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