"Watch this, this is a folk remedy passed down from the older generation, and it's very effective in stopping bleeding." Seeing that the pot ash was effective, Wu Jinfeng immediately boasted to Zhou Miaomiao.
Wu Jinfeng had forgotten that this wasn't the right way to stop bleeding. In rural areas, where doctors and medicine were scarce, if a man in a household accidentally got a cut on their hands or feet while chopping wood or a woman in the kitchen chopping bones, grabbing a handful of pot ash would stop the bleeding instantly.
Pot ash is effective in stopping bleeding, but it also depends on where the wound is. If the wound is deep, the bleeding will stop after the pot ash is applied, but a scar will be left after the wound heals.
Rural men and women don’t take scars on their hands and feet seriously.
Zhou Jiaqin is different. He is still a growing child. If the injury on his face leaves a scar, even if he is not disliked by girls when he grows up, it will be difficult for him to get married.
The most important thing was that there were still a few small stones embedded in Zhou Jiaqin's face at this time. Wu Jinfeng did not clean the wound and did not disinfect it. The bleeding stopped when she applied a handful of soot, but the stones were also stuck to the wound along with the soot and blood. It would be strange if the wound could heal with foreign objects in it.
Although Zhou Jiaqin felt uncomfortable, he couldn't tell what Wu Jinfeng did wrong, so he had to accept it and got a lot of ash on his face.
"Jiaqin! Tell grandma who made you like this?" After the bleeding incident was resolved, Wu Jinfeng continued to bring up the topic they had at the door.
In rural areas, if children fight and the blow is severe, the injured party will definitely go to the other party's home to seek revenge. It's not just a matter of money, but also a matter of the family's status in the village.
Villagers who dare not say anything when their children are beaten will be looked down upon.
"Zhou Yuanyuan." Zhou Jiaqin gritted his teeth and said a name. Although Zhou Jiasheng had caused him to fall, Zhou Jiaqin could not hate him. The reason was simple: who had asked him to cause trouble for Zhou Jiasheng in the first place?
What irked Zhou Jiaqin the most was Zhou Yuanyuan's sharp sarcasm. How dare such a little thing like her call him foul-mouthed? Did she think he, Zhou Jiaqin, was dead?
"This damn bitch, I'll make her pay. Eh? Zhou... Yuanyuan? Xiaojiu?" Wu Jinfeng rubbed her hands together for a while before she realized who Zhou Jiaqin was talking about?
"Your third uncle's daughter, Yuanyuan?" Wu Jinfeng asked again, disbelieving him. Don't be ridiculous. How old is Zhou Yuanyuan? How could a six-year-old girl beat up ten-year-old Zhou Jiaqin until his face was covered in blood?
"Yeah! Who else could it be?" Zhou Jiaqin muttered unwillingly. He had given up hope that Wu Jinfeng would vent his anger on him. It was his fault, too. He'd said it was Zhou Jiasheng who had done the beating, so why did he mention Zhou Yuanyuan? She was beaten by a six-year-old girl? He, Zhou Jiaqin, had no need to save his dignity.
"This little brat, if you don't punish him for three days, he will tear the roof off the house." Wu Jinfeng rushed to the door angrily. When she first entered the door, Wu Jinfeng saw Zhou Yuanyuan and her brother playing by the well in the backyard.
Wu Jinfeng returned home and dragged Zhou Jiaqin and Zhou Miaomiao to the kitchen. Zhou Yuanyuan knew that if her guess was correct, the fun was about to begin.
Zhou Yuanyuan took her brother Zhou Jiasheng's hand and crouched down to walk to the kitchen of Wu Jinfeng's house.
Just like in her previous life, Wu Jinfeng grabbed a handful of pot ash to stop her grandson's bleeding. However, this time the grandson whose bleeding was stopped was not Zhou Yuanyuan's biological brother Zhou Jiasheng, but Zhou Jiaqin from the first wife's family.
Zhou Yuanyuan could imagine Zhou Jiaqin with his face covered in soot without even looking. If God had eyes, he would disfigure Zhou Jiaqin's face, which would be equivalent to letting Zhou Jiaqin taste the bitterness that Zhou Jiasheng had tasted in his previous life.
In his previous life, Zhou Jiasheng was deliberately pushed onto broken tiles by Zhou Jiaqin, injuring his face. Wu Jinfeng also disfigured Zhou Jiasheng with a handful of pot ash. Zhou Jiasheng's face was ridiculed and ostracized, leading to a dramatic change in his usually sunny and cheerful personality, leading to his subsequent silent attack on the woman with a knife.
Oh, that woman! Zhou Yuanyuan shuddered, remembering something she had forgotten all along.
That woman was Zhou Zhixin's mistress in his previous life. In that past life, Zhou Zhixin died naked in that woman's room. The woman cried to everyone, saying that Zhou Zhixin had forced her two years ago, and out of helplessness, she had maintained an ambiguous relationship with Zhou Zhixin.
After Zhou Zhixin's death, Zhou Yuanyuan's family was ostracized by the villagers. The adults were more tolerant, but they were displeased with Zhao Yunxiang and her two children. The children, however, didn't care and chased Zhou Yuanyuan and her siblings, throwing stones and spitting at them.
Zhou Yuanyuan remembered that the woman was an educated youth who had been sent to the countryside from the city. She should be in Zhoujia Village now. Zhou Yuanyuan was not sure about the woman's name. She only heard that it was Lili? Or Lili?
Whenever Zhou Yuanyuan thought of these things, she was filled with hatred for Zhou Zhixin. Although that woman was shameless, if Zhou Zhixin had been clean, he wouldn't have been involved with such a thing. Because of Zhou Zhixin's immoral behavior, even after his death, their family would still live under his shadow.
If her mother had not been unwilling, Zhou Yuanyuan would have wanted to take her mother Zhao Yunxiang away from home when she was reborn.
Zhou Jiasheng didn't know why his sister had such a strange expression on her face. She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. However, whatever his sister did was right. As long as his sister liked it, he wasn't afraid of grandma finding out they were eavesdropping outside.
However, Zhou Jiasheng is not stupid. When he heard Wu Jinfeng and Zhou Jiaqin mention his sister's name, Zhou Jiasheng hurriedly pulled his sister's hand and made a gesture to retreat.
Zhou Yuanyuan was finally brought back to her sense of resentment when Zhou Jiasheng pulled her. Although she didn't know what her brother meant, she still tiptoed back to the backyard with Zhou Jiasheng.
"Sister, grandma is going to settle accounts with us, let's hide first." Zhou Jiasheng lowered his voice and said after returning to the backyard.
Unfortunately, Wu Jinfeng's fighting ability was amazing. Before Zhou Yuanyuan and the others could hide, Wu Jinfeng had already rushed to the backyard, pointing at Zhou Yuanyuan and cursing: "Xiaojiu, you rotten hearted bastard, do you want to kill your second brother? This motherless old lady raised a girl with a vicious heart."
"Grandma, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't scold my mom." Fortunately, Zhou Yuanyuan was not confused by Wu Jinfeng's words. She immediately realized that the "motherless mother" Wu Jinfeng was talking about was her mother Zhao Yunxiang.
"You dare to talk back? Is this your mother's upbringing?" Wu Jinfeng became even angrier and poked Zhou Yuanyuan in the face with one hand.
"Grandma, don't hit my sister." Zhou Jiasheng leaned over and stopped Wu Jinfeng's finger from poking Zhou Yuanyuan, piercing his chin. "Shhh! That hurts!" Grandma's finger felt like an iron chopstick. Luckily, it didn't hit my sister, Zhou Jiasheng thought.
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