Chapter 26 Pouring the Medicine
The heavy rain came as expected.
The sky was dark and the thunder was deafening, as if it was going to destroy everything in the world.
The wind raged and the old house was as cold as an ice cellar.
The dead branches were ignited, and Yu Tingwan added a few more firewood. The heat drove away the coldness in her body as the flames danced.
The radishes brought from the Wei family were cooked in the pot, cut into pieces, and sprinkled with wild onions picked from the mountains.
The taste was not good, but after the hot soup, the girl's pale face improved a lot.
The pain in her lower abdomen was that her period was coming.
Yu Tingwan's period was never regular, but every time it came, it would take half her life.
She went to lie on the couch, covered herself with a quilt, and opened her eyes to listen to the whistling cold wind outside.
In the previous life, Xiao Xu was born in these few days. It was not the due date yet, but the road was slippery in the rain, and she fell because she didn't stand firmly. The fetal position was unstable to begin with, and she was frightened, showing signs of dystocia.
Her body was covered in blood.
Wang ran out after hearing the noise and was terrified. She sternly ordered Yu Tingwan to find the village midwife.
The snow outside was so thick that your calves would sink into it if you stepped on it. The kerosene lamp that Yu Tingwan was holding was quickly blown out.
At that time, how could she know that Wang had already negotiated the price with the Dong family and was waiting to pick a good time to send her away.
She was grateful for the Hu family's kindness, and she stumbled all the way, ignoring the biting cold, and moved forward in the dark.
When she invited the midwife back to the Hu family, she was soaked and couldn't stand up straight because of the pain in her lower abdomen.
But her ears were accompanied by Xiao Xu's cries and wails, and Wang's scolding.
"Stop crying! Why are you crying? You can fall down while walking. You are so capable. If something happens to my good grandson, I will see how I will deal with you."
Xiao Xu was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe. Sweat covered her forehead. Her hands tightly grasped the quilt, and her veins bulged.
"But mother, I'm in pain."
"Which woman doesn't give birth? Only you can yell!"
Seeing her pale face, Wang frowned and said directly to the midwife: "If something goes wrong, the baby must be saved."
Thinking of the silver promised by the Dong family, Wang was overjoyed, and she said with great pride without caring about the little Xu who was still giving birth.
"I will hire a new wife for Dalang later."
What is this?
The mother of the student.
The midwife thought she was in the way and drove Wang out directly.
"Why are you making trouble? Are you going to give birth or not? If you are fine, go to the kitchen and boil water."
Wang also thought the house was unlucky and walked out reluctantly. She glanced at Yu Tingwan who was biting her lip and leaning against the wall.
"Didn't you hear? What are you doing here? Go and boil water."
Yu Tingwan spoke softly, almost drowned out by the painful groan of little Xu in the room: "Aunt, I'm not feeling well, maybe..."
But Wang looked down at her.
"Does it hurt so much? How come it doesn't hurt you to death? Don't you pretend? You just want to be lazy. Just go if I ask you to! I can't invite you anymore?"
Yu Tingwan didn't want to recall.
But these scenes ignored her wishes and penetrated into her memory inch by inch.
She turned over, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She wanted to see how chaotic the Hu family would be this time when she was not there.
After all..., Xiao Xu gave birth to a daughter.
Yu Tingwan suddenly remembered something more important. In a dozen days, it would be New Year's Eve, and she hadn't married herself yet.
Her New Year's Eve dinner would probably be vegetables and radishes.
Yu Tingwan couldn't lie down anymore, she was particularly melancholy.
The rain didn't stop, as if it could smash a hole in the roof.
Wei Zhao next door didn't sleep either, his eyelids drooped.
He didn't care that the news of the death reached Shangjing, and the court and the country were in chaos.
The Wei family army was the most outstanding elite army of the Jin Dynasty, and it was fought with real skills. Who wouldn't be afraid of a barbaric enemy?
But if Wei Zhao got into trouble, who would take over the Wei army? Those soldiers only obeyed him.
Wei Zhao didn't care if other countries took advantage of the chaos to invade.
The Jin Dynasty didn't follow his surname, so what did it have to do with him?
Why should he protect the Emperor of Jin?
His eyes flashed with cruelty, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Hui Niang came over with medicine.
"There are a lot of beans at home, and the rain outside is scary. Thinking about the muddy mountain roads, your father and I will not go out tomorrow and make tofu for you at home."
At this point, she said again.
"Send some to your stepmother, and get some vegetables."
"There is no shortage of these in the countryside. When she moved out, her aunt didn't give her anything. What she got today is not worth four cents, and she can't let a girl suffer."
As she said, she brought the medicine to the bed.
At this time, Wei Shouzhong's voice came from outside.
"Hui Niang, the kitchen is flooded."
There were firewood piled in the kitchen, and Hui Niang didn't care about talking to Wei Zhao, so she turned around and was about to go out.
But when she walked out of the room, she didn't forget to say: "The medicine is on the bedside, don't forget to take it after it cools down."
Wei Zhao looked at the medicine bowl on the bedside with a dull expression.
The medicine smells pungent and bitter.
Wei Zhao picked it up, walked slowly to the window and opened it. A fierce wind blew in, and raindrops as big as beans hit him.
The last time it rained so heavily, he was still in Shangjing.
It was two years ago.
At that time, the Shunguo Mansion was solemn, and the servants did not dare to breathe loudly, and they all acted carefully.
Wei Zhao served in front of the bed of the Shunguo Lady who was infected with a cold, with a respectful attitude.
"Guizhi, mother dreamed of your father again."
Guizhi, his name.
The Shunguo Lady whispered: "He has been gone for three years. What
he was most worried about before his death was you." "Tell me, you have to go to the border to fight and kill, why don't you stay in Shangjing? You are the only child of the Duke's Mansion. If something happens to you, how can you let your mother explain to your father?"
"Mother went to the palace to ask the emperor to recall you to the capital..."
Wei Zhao remembered these words clearly. But I don't know when the Shunguo Lady's face became blurred and unfamiliar.
Wei Zhao was lifeless.
But Hui Niang's voice came to his ears, pulling him back from his memories to reality.
"Boss, hurry up and bring the firewood to our house. If it gets soaked, it will be troublesome."
"Why is the roof leaking? We have to repair it after the rain stops."
Wei Shouzhong put on a straw raincoat and held the firewood in his arms, saving as much as he could.
As soon as he rushed out of the kitchen, he saw Wei Zhao holding the medicine in his hand and staring blankly. He had a bad premonition for some reason.
Wei Zhao also saw him.
His eyes fell lightly and then retracted nonchalantly.
Wei Zhao remembered the purpose of pushing the window, turned his wrist and poured the medicine.
Wei Shouzhong: ???
I'm watching!!
"You..."
He wanted to scold but couldn't bear to.
After all, his son is mentally ill now.
That stupid nephew of Mrs. Fan, who is the same age as Alang, can't take care of himself and can poop his pants. That's a headache.
Wei Zhao didn't feel guilty at all, and didn't think there was anything wrong. He poured the medicine and was about to leave.
Oh, he was so blatant that he even forgot to close the window.
Wei Shouzhong: ...
I am very relieved, at least I didn't leave myself out in the cold.
(End of this chapter)
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