So she kept putting food on Fan Zhaodi's plate.
First, I scooped a spoonful of water and steamed egg for her.
The tender, smooth steamed egg is placed in a rough earthenware bowl and can be shaken back and forth. The steaming time is just right, so it's not overcooked at all.
I put another piece of chicken leg meat on her plate.
Firm, chewy, and springy – this is the best part of the chicken.
The following dishes are: minced meat and eggplant, stir-fried tender pumpkin shreds, dry-fried green beans, stewed tofu, stewed potatoes, and sour soup fish fillets... There are both meat and vegetables, making it a nutritionally balanced meal.
Fan Zhaodi ate silently, finding every dish her aunt made delicious.
Life is very good now, but it doesn't truly belong to her.
Even after the wind stopped, she was still in her dilapidated home, being scolded by her father and disliked by her mother and grandmother, with endless chores to do.
But no matter what happened in the future, she remembered the kindness her aunt and the others had shown her...
"By the way, Father, Mother, Wenhua, there are three rooms in the west wing now, and one room in the main house is still empty. Which of you will live in the main house?" Shuiqing asked as dinner was coming to an end.
Mrs. Hu said with a smile, "We are guests now. How can guests stay in the main house?"
Your father and I share a room, and your younger brother shares a room; we all live in the west wing.
Hu Wenhua is very particular about food, but not so much about where he lives. For a grown man, it doesn't matter where he lives.
Besides, the west wing of my sister and brother-in-law's house is also very nice!
It was more than twice the size of the house he lived in.
"I'll stay in the guest room; it's more comfortable!"
Knowing the three women's personalities, Shui Qing stopped trying to persuade them and turned to Fan Zhaodi beside her to ask, "Do you sleep with your eldest or second sister?"
Fan Zhaodi shook her head. "I...I'll sleep in the guest room."
She had seen her eldest and second eldest sisters' houses when she visited last time; they were exquisite and beautiful.
The bed sheets and duvet cover had small flowers on them, and I had many wounds on my body. Blood and ointment got on them and were difficult to wash off.
Yan Qiu frowned slightly and said gently, "Mother, let my little sister sleep with me."
The younger sister has an injury, and if she feels pain or needs medication at night, she can take care of her.
Upon hearing this, Ling Ran looked over with his lowered eyes.
Yan Qiushui's moist eyes were filled with confusion. Why was Brother Ling looking at her like that?
Shui Qing thought the same as Yan Qiu. When Yan Qiu took the initiative to bring it up, she sighed inwardly: the eldest sister always unconsciously takes on the most burdens.
Regardless of whether her family was doing well or poorly, her first thought was always for others—her parents, her younger siblings, and only then herself.
She looked at the thin little girl beside her and asked, "Zhaodi, do you want to?"
Fan Zhaodi wanted it a million times.
She was afraid of being alone in the mountains and fields cutting thatch, and she was also afraid of the feeling of being all alone in the dark.
She preferred that her older sister offered to do so, without showing any disdain.
"think."
Shui Qing said to Fan Zhaodi, "If you feel unwell tonight, don't hold it in. Remember to tell your older sister."
He then instructed Yan Qiu, "You'll have to work harder tonight. Remember to check if her forehead is feverish. If it is, come to me for medicine."
People who are frightened and injured are most afraid of developing a high fever at night.
“Mother, I know,” Yan Qiu replied.
After the accommodations for everyone were arranged for the evening, the conversation shifted to other topics at the dinner table.
"There have been strong winds before, but none as severe as today," Butcher Hu sighed, reflecting on the difficulty of walking on the road.
Bai Ziqian recalled, "My mother said that there are often strong winds at the seaside in the summer, which can capsize fishing boats!"
Mrs. Hu still felt a lingering fear when she recalled the incident: "This wind probably came from the seaside, but we are so far away from the sea now, who knows what the seaside is like?"
Bai Ziqian suddenly fell silent.
I wonder how my parents are doing...
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