Chapter 157 Fubao is looking for his grandmother, Wan Xingmo comes to visit
Little Fubao sat on Wan Ersao's body, and from time to time he looked up towards the back room.
"My dear, have some egg custard." Mrs. Wan blew the egg custard in front of her until it was warm and then put it into little Fubao's mouth.
After little Fubao obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the egg custard, he stared at his grandmother's room with his big black eyes and said to Wan Ersao, "Mom, grandma, Fubao wants grandma."
Usually, little Fubao spends most of her meal time sitting in Grandma Wan's arms. Today, Grandma Wan is sick. Although little Fubao is young, she can keenly feel that the adults are in a bad mood, and her grandmother didn't come to eat. Little Fubao misses her grandmother.
Wan Ersao quickly coaxed him in a low voice: "Fubao, be good. Let's finish the egg custard in this bowl, and then mother will take Fubao to find grandma, okay?"
Little Fubao opened her mouth obediently, waiting for Mrs. Wan Er to feed her. She ate very quickly because she wanted to see her grandmother quickly.
Just now she saw her grandmother lying motionless on the kang. Little Fubao didn't know what happened to her grandmother, but she felt very sad.
She didn't want her grandma to lie down, she wanted her grandma to get up and play with her.
After little Fubao finished eating the egg custard in big mouthfuls, he started to make a fuss and wanted to go find Grandma Wan.
Wan Ersao had no choice but to take little Fubao to the back room to find his grandmother.
Wan Er walked in slowly and whispered to Xiao Fubao, "My dear, grandma is sick. You have to be good and don't bother grandma, okay? Grandma is feeling very uncomfortable now."
When little Fubao heard this, tears welled up in her eyes. She nodded obediently and was gently placed on the kang by Mrs. Wan Er.
As soon as little Fubao got close to the kang, he nimbly crawled to the side of Grandma Wan. He leaned his little head on Grandma Wan's face, gently touched her wrinkled face with his little hands, and blew air at her with his pouty little mouth.
Wan Ersao's eyes were sore. She sat down behind little Fubao and whispered, "Fubao, what are you doing?"
Little Fubao raised his little head and whispered in the voice of Wan Ersao: "Fubao, call grandma, grandma is not uncomfortable, Fubao call, grandma is good."
Mrs. Wan Er touched little Fubao's furry head with satisfaction, and ignored her, just sitting there and watching quietly.
Little Fubao arched his little body into the quilt, pressing tightly against Old Lady Wan's body, his little head close to Old Lady Wan's head, his little hands tightly grasping Old Lady Wan's lapels, and his pink little mouth blowing against Old Lady Wan's forehead from time to time.
After Wan Laoer came back with the medicine, Wan Er's wife changed the towel for Wan Laotai and found that Wan Laotai no longer had a fever and her breathing was not as heavy.
Mrs. Wan was pleasantly surprised, seeing that Old Mrs. Wan was sleeping soundly, and the little Fubao beside her was drooling in his sleep, the two of them were sleeping soundly with their heads close to each other.
Wan Ersao gently picked up the basin and pushed it out.
"Master, mother seems to have recovered from the fever. She is sleeping soundly with her daughter. Let's not disturb her and let her have a good rest. Mother must have been frightened by the bandits today. In addition, she has been exiled for several months and has been living in the open air. It would have been a disaster if she hadn't gotten sick. Now that the fever has broken out, it's a good thing. After this incident, mother will be safe and live a long life."
Wan Er's wife had a smile on her face, which made Wan Laoer happy too.
The news that Mrs. Wan's fever had subsided seemed to give everyone a backbone. The cloud of worry in the room instantly dissipated, and everyone's frowned brows relaxed.
Mrs. Wan San was keeping rice porridge warm on the stove. She also beat an egg in it and kept it warm in a small pot in the wood ash at the bottom of the stove. When Old Mrs. Wan woke up at night, she could drink the warm porridge immediately.
The wing room in the backyard was just big enough for so many people to sleep, and the kang in the room where Old Mrs. Wan slept was very large.
Wan Ersao, Wan Sansao and Zhao all squeezed on the kang in Old Lady Wan's room, while the other men and their children stayed in two side rooms for the night.
In the middle of the night, Old Lady Wan was awakened by thirst. She felt like she had a very long dream, but when she woke up she couldn't remember anything, she just felt dry mouth.
Old Mrs. Wan sat up from the kang. For a moment, she couldn't tell the directions and fell into a daze.
She was trying to grope her way off the kang when her hand suddenly touched a soft little thing, and it turned out to be little Fubao.
Old Mrs. Wan smiled immediately and touched little Fubao's chubby little face lovingly. Little Fubao was sleeping soundly and did not move at all.
It actually woke up Wan Ersao who was sleeping next to her.
In the dim moonlight that came through the room, she saw that Old Mrs. Wan had sat up, so she quickly put on her clothes and sat up as well.
"Mom, are you awake? Is your head still hot?"
Mrs. Wan asked in a low voice, quickly got down from the kang, put on her shoes, and came to Old Lady Wan. She reached out and touched Old Lady Wan's forehead. Fortunately, she did not have a fever again.
"I have a fever?" Old Mrs. Wan slept for a long time. It was almost Yin hour now, and it would be dawn in two hours.
When Mrs. Wan Er saw that Old Mrs. Wan was fine, she hurried over to pour her a glass of warm water.
"Mom, you scared us so much. You were frightened yesterday and had a fever. We couldn't wake you up no matter how hard we tried. My eldest brother and the others went to get a doctor. He said that you had a deficiency of qi and blood, and that you had a fever because you were frightened. Fortunately, your fever has subsided."
Old Mrs. Wan took the cup of water and drank it in one gulp. The dryness and heat in her throat then felt a little better.
"Mom, are you hungry? The porridge is still warming in the kitchen. Can I go get you a bowl?"
Old Mrs. Wan was indeed a little hungry at this time. Her stomach was empty and burning. She had no strength in her body and felt a little dizzy.
"Okay, go get me a bowl."
The sound of their conversation also woke up Wan Sansao and Zhao.
The two of them also put on their clothes and sat up. Wan San's wife even got off the kang and lit the oil lamp.
After a while, Mrs. Wan drank the porridge and felt much better.
Old Mrs. Wan asked several people to rest quickly, but she stayed awake until dawn, holding little Fubao in her arms. When Old Mrs. Wan heard that her fever had subsided without taking any medicine, she felt that this must be related to little Fubao.
Early the next morning, Wan Xingmo came to the town to look for Zhao.
Zhao saw that Wan Xingmo's worries were lessened a lot.
"Mo'er, did you guys eat yesterday?"
What Zhao was most worried about was the food problem for the few people. Although it was okay for them to go hungry for a day, Zhao would still feel bad.
Old Mrs. Wan sat on the kang and called Wan Xingmo to sit next to the kang.
"Mo'er, something happened in the town yesterday, which delayed my return. I guess you and your father are worried. But with us here, we will definitely not let anything happen to your mother. But you are a filial child. You came to the town to look for your mother early in the morning."
Zhao also felt relieved. When they were in the capital before, she was not particularly close to her eldest son. But this time on the way to the border in exile, the distance between mother and son was shortened, which made her feel relieved.
Wan Xingmo had heard a lot along the way and knew that bandits had come to the town last night. He was very nervous all the way, and was not relieved until he saw that Grandma Wan's family and his mother were all fine.
"Grandma, mother, Aunt Chen and Fourth Aunt cooked for our family yesterday. We didn't go hungry yesterday. But they were very worried when they saw that you didn't come back all night, so I came to the town early in the morning to check on you."
Old Mrs. Wan was also going back today. She had just finished her breakfast and was ready to set off.
The things in the town have not been sorted out yet, and Old Mrs. Wan is a little worried.
Old Mrs. Wan suddenly thought of the bag of money she was holding yesterday, which amounted to more than one or two hundred taels. She should be able to buy another shop and then rent it out to collect rent, which would be better than keeping these ill-gotten gains around.
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