After a round of shopping, I bought a lot of things and of course spent a lot of money.
After counting, I found that I had spent more than thirty taels of silver.
The main reason is that some iron items such as iron pots, hoes, and machetes are too expensive.
Is this silver so fragile?
Thinking about my brother's legs, I wonder how much it will cost, and there is also the house at home.
There are scorpions in that house. It's an old adobe house and I'm afraid there must be a scorpion nest inside. Even after the lime was sprinkled, she still felt uncomfortable.
We have to find a way to rebuild it so that it can be lived in.
Now that we have returned to this dynasty and this peasant family, we must have land.
When you calculate it this way, the little money you have is really nothing.
Song Jinxiu had no idea about silver. In fact, for an ordinary farmer, thirty taels was a huge sum of money. Some people cannot earn thirty taels of silver in their entire life.
I also bought some steamed buns and vegetable cakes. When I returned to the clinic, my brother had already taken the medicine and fell asleep.
Not seeing her sister, Song Jinxiu was a little anxious.
Shouldn't this kid go out?
This is the first time for both sisters to come to the county town, so the child should not run around, so make sure she doesn't get lost.
When Song Jinxiu was anxious, she saw a little man staggering towards her carrying a big bag that was taller than her.
Isn't it just my 14-year-old sister?
Song Jinxiu hurried over and took the things in her hand.
"What is this? Where did you get it from?"
Song Jinxiu looked at the pile of smelly dirty sheets in her hands and asked with disgust.
"Sister, the sheets in the ward of this clinic cost one penny to wash each one, and I stole ten sheets. Here are the ten pennies, sister!"
Song Jinfang wiped the sweat from her face, looking excited.
Song Jinxiu: ...
The sheets are made of coarse cotton, thick and heavy, and it only costs a penny to wash one, and you make this child so happy?
Song Jinxiu asked, "Do we still have to fight for the sheets to be washed?"
"Well, several ladies are waiting there. If I don't ask Brother Yaotong to help me, I won't be able to get it."
Song Jinxiu helped her tidy up her messy hair with concern.
"Look at your dirty face. The sheets have been used by patients. They are so dirty. I don't know if there are infectious bacteria. Go wash your face."
Song Jinfang smiled and nodded, took two steps, and suddenly stamped her feet in panic, saying:
"Oh, sister, I forgot to grab the basin. How can we wash the sheets without a basin? Oh, what should I do? What should I do?"
Seeing the little girl's annoyance, Song Jinxiu rubbed her head and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? If there is no basin, we won't wash it. Let others wash it."
The little girl was even more anxious. "How can I do that? I managed to get it with great difficulty, and my nails are broken. Where is ten cents?"
Song Jinfang widened her eyes, a look of disbelief on her face.
What's wrong with you today? Just say no to ten cents?
Song Jinxiu then discovered that the child's nails were broken and there was faint blood on his fingers.
She quickly grabbed her hand and went back to the ward with a serious face.
The little girl was pulled away by her elder sister, anxiously pointing at the bundle thrown on the ground, "Bed sheet..."
"Leave it there for now. I'll disinfect your hands first."
There are wounds on my hands, and I'm handling those dirty sheets. I don't know if I'll be infected with bad bacteria.
After entering the ward, Song Jinxiu took out a cotton ball with iodine from her sleeve pocket and disinfected her fingers carefully. Then I stuck it on with a Band-Aid.
Song Jinfang watched curiously as her sister used the red thing to wipe her hands and then used the strange thing to wrap her fingers. Then he earnestly reminded himself not to get wet.
When did I become so precious?
In the past, let alone such a minor injury, even if a piece of meat was cut off by a kitchen knife, I could just wipe it with wood ash and it would be done.
Seeing the suspicion in her sister's eyes, Song Jinxiu glared at him and said seriously: "This hospital is full of germs. It's easy to get infected if you get hurt, so you have to be extra careful, okay?"
"Oh, I see."
Song Jinfang didn't quite understand, but she knew her sister was doing this for her own good, so she nodded obediently.
"But, sister, what should I do with the bed sheets? I wonder if I can find a wooden basin now?" The little girl was still worried.
Song Jinxiu disagreed, "We won't wash the sheets. Let others wash them."
"But ten cents..."
"I know, it's ten cents, but don't you think about it, there are so many things, and we don't have soap nuts, how long will it take to wash them with wood ash?"
"It's not worth it to wash until midnight, sister, that's ten cents?" Song Jinfang repeatedly emphasized the ten cents.
Song Jinxiu looked at the anxiety in her sister's eyes and sighed.
Actually, ten cents might really be a lot of money for the original owner's sisters.
Thinking back to the summers before, the two sisters would search for cicada shells and earn only ten cents in a month, and they were so happy. Now I can earn ten cents a day by washing the sheets, which is indeed a considerable income.
"Little sister, I'm rich now. I've pawned my things. Our family is not short of money anymore."
"Sister, I know you have become my mother's slave, but can five hundred coins save my brother? I don't want my brother to die." Song Jinfang sobbed as she spoke.
Five hundred coins?
Song Jinxiu had no choice but to pull her behind the door and whispered, "Not five hundred coins, not a hairpin, but a treasure given by the immortal. I pawned it for five hundred taels, and I will definitely be able to cure brother's leg."
"Ah? Hiccup, hiccup,"
The little girl covered her mouth in surprise and started hiccuping.
Song Jinxiu helped her calm down helplessly while she took out two silver treasures from her sleeve pocket and showed them to her.
"Really? I have more than a dozen of these treasures."
The little girl was so scared that she quickly covered her hands. I don't hiccup anymore. He said quickly:
"Oh, sister, put it away quickly, put it away quickly. Don't let anyone see it."
Song Jinxiu put away the silver and whispered to her sister, "Don't tell anyone about this, don't let my younger brother know, he is still young and doesn't know how to keep a secret."
"Yes, I know. I won't say anything. I never told you about the time we sold cicada monkey skins before."
Song Jinxiu naturally wouldn't wash the bed sheets. Her younger sister had injured her finger, so 껩 wouldn't let her wash them. So he gave it to the family of a patient next door.
I watched the aunt next door happily take the bag and go to the well to fetch water to wash the sheets. Song Jinfang was still a little reluctant.
Although she saw the silver with her own eyes, the little girl always felt that copper coins were less valuable.
Besides, making money is a good thing. Who would complain about having too much money?
But my sister doesn't want to earn this money and won't let herself earn it. Song Jinfang looked at her fingers and felt depressed.
Why! It's really hurtful.
When it was dinner time, Song Jinxiu woke her brother up and stuffed the anti-inflammatory medicine into his mouth when he wasn't paying attention.
"Brother, drink some water and wash the medicine down with it."
This time, Song Chun found something wrong. Why didn't this medicine have the sticky and disgusting smell of traditional Chinese medicine pills?
After drinking the water, Song Chun asked curiously: "What kind of medicine is this? It looks like soybeans."
"Well, the doctor gave it to me. I heard it's quite effective. Just take it. Also, I have to finish drinking all the water."
The water used was the water from the original clear spring in the space, and Song Jinxiu also soaked it in Bodhi leaves.
Therefore, although this water does not have the heaven-defying spiritual energy of the spiritual dew, it is nurtured by the Bodhi Jianmu and is of great benefit to my brother's health.
Although Linglu is a good thing, not everyone can eat it.
My brother has no spiritual veins, and if he blindly consumes the spiritual dew, his body will explode and die. So she can settle for the next best thing.
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