Chapter 6 This little girl is so sensible it breaks my heart.
Tears welled up in his eyes but he stubbornly held them back. With great difficulty, Shiba released the chicken, turned his face away, and said, "Brother, Shiba isn't hungry."
After saying this, she finally couldn't hold back her tears, which fell like beans. She wiped them away forcefully and said loudly, "Eighteen didn't cry! She didn't cry!"
Oh my goodness, who could stand this!
Zhou Mujiao stated, "Although I found the item, I couldn't get it back without your brother, so—"
Suddenly, Shiba lunged at her. Zhou Mujiao thought she was going to bite her again, and was so frightened that she forgot what she was going to say next. She quickly backed away, saying, "Yours, yours, all of it is yours!"
Eighteen didn't bite anyone. She hugged Zhou Mujiao's leg, looked up, her round eyes wide open, tears streaming down her face, and sobbed as she asked, "Then, Eighteen, can I eat your mushrooms, eggs, and chicken?"
"On the 18th, we can only eat a little bit. And on the 6th and 9th, Dad, Mom, and my older brother, we really, really can only eat a little bit." The little girl held up two fingers, then, afraid the other woman might disagree, she narrowed the distance between them. "Just a little bit, really!"
Seeing that Zhou Mujiao didn't speak, she moved even closer, her nose red: "Is this all you need?"
Zhou Mujiao's heart softened. She squatted down to be at eye level with the little girl, stretched out her arms to shoulder width, and gestured, "Eighteen can eat this much!"
"Really?"
"real."
"No, no, you can't eat so much, or there won't be any left to eat tomorrow."
This little girl is so sensible it breaks my heart.
Zhou Mujiao picked up the little girl and tapped her nose: "Eat what you need today. If you don't have it tomorrow, go find something else tomorrow. Listen to me, okay?!"
Eighteen hesitated for a moment, then reached out her little paws and grabbed Zhou Mujiao's clothes, nodding emphatically: "Okay!"
On the sixth and ninth days of the lunar new year, people cheered, "Yay! Let's eat eggs! Let's eat eggs!"
The medicine had been decocted. Zhao Yunjing brought a bowl of the medicine soup to the right wing and told Zhou Mujiao, "Doctor Li said that Xiao Wu's body is too weak, so the medicine he has been prescribed for the past three days is milder. You can feed him as you see fit. If he really can't swallow it, don't force him. I'll make some chicken soup and then feed him another bowl."
"Thank you, Brother Zhao."
"No, I should be thanking you."
Zhao Yunjing left after saying his piece and went about his business. Zhou Mujiao touched her nose. Zhao Yunjing had saved her and her brother, yet he thanked her instead.
Zhou Mujiao needed to help Xiao Wu up before she could feed him the medicine, when Shiba came running over, saying, "Shiba, I'll help you!"
He climbed onto the bed, grabbed Xiao Wu's other arm, and exclaimed, "I can do it!"
He was small and not very strong, but he strained so hard that his face turned red, showing how hard he was trying.
"Thank you, Eighteen, you've been a great help."
The little girl blushed from the compliment and said, "You're welcome!"
Zhou Mujiao let Xiao Wu lean against her and slowly fed him half a bowl of medicine. When she put Xiao Wu down, Shi Ba came to help again. He was very enthusiastic, speaking in a childish voice. He was so small and cute, completely without the sharpness he had shown at the beginning.
After drinking the medicine, Xiao Wu felt his mind become clearer. He opened his eyes and saw Zhou Mujiao alive and well. His eyes immediately reddened: "Sister, is Xiao Wu dead?"
"No, no! Brother, you're not dead!" Eighteen suddenly pinched Xiao Wu's cheek hard. "Does it hurt? Does it hurt?"
Xiao Wu hissed in pain, his doe-like eyes widening: "Sister? Xiao Wu is really not dead?"
Zhou Mujiao touched his face: "Brother, I won't let you die. We both have to live well."
"Even at eighteen, we'll live! Father, Mother, and the sixth and ninth days of the lunar month will also live! None of us will die! Right, bad girl?" The little girl paused, "Right, sister?"
"Yes, we need to live. We also need to eat well, dress well, and live in a good house."
Although Xiao Wu had regained consciousness, he was still very weak. After Zhou Mujiao talked to him for a while, he became breathless and his face turned pale. So Zhou Mujiao told him to rest. Shi Ba volunteered to stay behind: "Sister, Shi Ba will watch over brother! Shi Ba promises not to make a sound!"
After saying that, he widened his eyes to their maximum and stared intently at Xiao Wu.
The sound of chickens squawking could be heard outside. Zhao Yunjing must be killing chickens. Zhou Mujiao was starving. She patted Xiao Wu's head and then patted Shi Ba's shoulder: "Then I'll leave my brother to you!"
"Yes, yes! Eighteen is fine!"
After Zhao Yunjing bled the chicken, he threw it aside. Once the chicken stopped thrashing, he tossed it into a wooden basin filled with about half a basin of boiling water. He stirred the chicken a few times in the boiling water, then took it out and called out to Chu Liu and Chu Jiu: "Come and pluck the feathers."
On the sixth and ninth days of the lunar new year, they played and plucked the chicken feathers, and in no time, all the chicken feathers were gone.
The plucked chicken looked plump and white, very tempting. Chu Liu swallowed hard, then suddenly grabbed the chicken and bit into it.
Zhou Mujiao happened to see this and shouted, "You can't eat it! Put it down!"
Zhao Yunjing then realized what Chu Liu had done, and he picked Chu Liu up with one hand.
Before he could even begin his reprimand, Chu Liu clutched his bottom and howled in pain. Chu Jiu also clutched his bottom, his eyes darting around. He glanced at his older brother, who was about to get angry, then at Zhou Mujiao, and yelled at Zhou Mujiao, "Bad guy! Save my brother!"
Zhao Yunjing was truly enraged. He grabbed one of the animals and strode out.
On the sixth and ninth days of the lunar month, people clutched their butts and cried out, "Bad guys, save the sixth day!"
"Save Chu Jiu!"
"Shut up." Zhao Yunjing's face flushed, partly from anger and partly from embarrassment.
"Brother Zhao, wait a minute!" Zhou Mujiao chased after him. "Leave them to me, I'm so hungry."
She pressed her stomach, her delicate face appearing even paler. Zhao Yunjing left her there, turned, and walked towards the door, saying, "I'll be right back."
On the sixth and ninth days of the lunar new year, they made faces at Zhao Yunjing's retreating figure, saying, "Hehehe..."
Then, the next second, the two of them were lifted up again.
Zhou Mujiao, carrying one in each hand, asked expressionlessly, "Am I a bad person?"
"Um!"
Why am I a bad person?
The two shouted in unison, "Eighteen shouts!"
The case is solved.
The two were not clear-headed and lacked the ability to think independently; they just shouted whatever Shiba called them.
Zhou Mujiao sighed inwardly, but kept a straight face: "Call me sister, pretty sister."
The two children craned their necks: "Eighteen! Eighteen!"
Zhou Mujiao pulled out her trump card: "Call me 'pretty sister,' and I'll let you eat meat every day."
"Pretty sister!"
Zhou Mujiao then put the two children down. As soon as they were free, they rolled around on the ground with joy. They were already covered in mud, and rolling around made them even dirtier.
Zhou Mujiao's eyes hurt from looking at it, so she went into the kitchen to see if there was any hot water left.
There were three stoves in the kitchen, two of which were cold, and the pot at the far end still had more than half a pot of boiling water. She found a large wooden basin in the storage room on the right side of the yard, filled it with boiling water, mixed it with cold water, and searched around but couldn't find a towel, so she simply cut off a piece of her skirt hem.
"Come here on the sixth or ninth day of the month."
The two children cheered and wanted to jump into the large wooden tub, but Zhou Mujiao's face darkened: "Stand still!"
After washing their faces and hair, Zhou Mujiao changed the water in the basin, stripped them naked, and threw them in.
The two of them splashed around in the water like madmen, the dark water splashing onto Zhou Mujiao's face and into her mouth, making her both angry and amused.
After washing them clean, Zhou Mujiao said expressionlessly, "Go find your own clothes!"
On the sixth and ninth days of the lunar month, following instructions and actions, they dressed themselves in no time, and only then did Zhou Mujiao see their true colors.
Although he was pale and thin, his facial features were outstanding. If he regained his senses in the future, he would surely grow up to be a handsome and dashing young man.
Zhou Mujiao's mind raced.
She now seems to possess some kind of mystical power. Since she can get chickens when she wants them and mushrooms when she wants them, logically speaking, it shouldn't be a problem for her to restore these two children to normal.
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