Qingmiao gave a crisp reply and left with the pot.
Granny Lu glanced at Qingmiao's back and noticed that the girl's steps were much lighter than before. She shook her head gently, thinking that young people still need to be trained properly. In any case, they must be able to take on responsibilities.
Upon entering the tent, one could see Zhang Zhaoci lying at the innermost end, Xu Rao lying on a bamboo bed with a white cotton cloth tied around her forehead and a pale face, Xu Di lying on the other side of the door, and Xu Zhi sitting in front of Zhang Zhaoci's bed with a pale face, holding her newborn baby.
Hearing the noise at the door, Xu Zhi saw that it was Granny Lu. She pouted and started to cry softly. She wanted to stand up, but she was still holding someone in her arms and didn't dare to move.
When Granny Lu saw this, she quickly came over, took the child from Xu Zhi's arms, and said, "Good child, don't cry, everything will be alright."
Xu Zhi stood up, put her arm around Granny Lu's waist, and said, "Granny, it's so good that you're safe and sound. It's so good that you're back. My father and brother were injured, my mother has been sleeping, and my younger brother keeps crying. Sister Qinghui fed him some water, and he stopped crying. Sister Qinghui said that he was hungry, but my mother still hasn't woken up."
Granny Lu felt Zhang Zhaoci's pulse and said, "Your mother is too tired. She's resting. She'll wake up when she's rested enough. Ninth Miss, don't be afraid. Are you tired? Go and rest. You'll have a lot to do when your mother wakes up."
Xu Zhi nodded and said, "Granny, I'm not tired, I'm really not tired. I'll stay here and watch over my mother until she wakes up."
Xu Rao and Xu Di were exhausted, and their injuries were quite severe, so they didn't wake up until dinner time. By then, Zhang Zhaoci had already woken up. Qingmiao had somehow managed to get a small pot of millet porridge. The porridge was cooked until soft and sticky, with a thick layer of rice oil floating on top. Granny Lu took out a packet of brown sugar from her bundle, put the brown sugar in a bowl, skimmed off the layer of rice water on top of the millet porridge, ladled it into the bowl, and gave it to Zhang Zhaoci to drink.
Zhang Zhaoci was exhausted. After resting, her stomach was very empty. She drank three small bowls of soup before stopping and saying to Granny Lu, "Granny, I want to eat a big, stewed pork knuckle that's really tender. Give me one that I can really chew myself."
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