Chapter 27 Did you think she was a rag collector?
When Yu Tingwan woke up again, it was already daybreak.
Yu Tingwan hated rainy days the most. It was damp and cold, and she couldn't get rid of the raindrops on her body, and it was easy to catch a cold.
She half-closed her eyes,
and her expression became more and more indifferent. She didn't know when this severe winter would be over.
"Wan Niang, Wan Niang."
Someone called outside.
There was no raincoat to shelter from the rain in the old house. Yu Tingwan looked around and had no choice but to run to open the door.
The distance was not long, but it was too heavy to withstand the heavy rain.
When Hui Niang saw her, she quickly handed the umbrella to Yu Tingwan's head.
"I got you some vegetables."
Seeing Yu Tingwan frowning, she laughed.
"The farm vegetables are cheap. If you don't buy them, I have to refund you two cents. But I think the weather is weird, colder than in previous years. You can't go up the mountain every day."
"By the way, I made some tofu pudding when I made tofu at home. It's still hot right out of the pot. I don't know if you like sweet or salty. So I didn't bring it."
Yu Tingwan, who eats boiled vegetables every day, swallowed her saliva.
Living next door to the Wei family, she knew Hui Niang's cooking skills better than anyone else.
The tofu pudding she made must be delicious.
Hui Niang: "For the salty one, I added chopped green onions and the sauce I boiled before. There are also chopped black fungus and pickles in it."
"For the sweet one, I sprinkled osmanthus honey. The honey was brought by Dalang's father in the mountains half a year ago."
Wei Zhao didn't eat much, so she made it in different ways.
Yu Tingwan couldn't hold on any longer.
But she couldn't eat the Wei family's food for free. She was reluctant to spend the only six copper coins she had.
She suppressed her appetite and said in a muffled voice: "No."
Perhaps guessing that she would refuse, Hui Niang was not surprised.
"There is one more thing I want to tell you."
Hui Niang: "You have seen Alang's condition. He can't stop taking medicine. In a few days, his father will have to go out to make money, but Alang can't leave without someone around. I heard from Doctor Qian that you can dig herbs."
"Wan Niang, do you think this will work?"
"As long as it is the herbs that Alang can use, I will buy them with you."
Doctor Qian's medicine is expensive, and it will be even more expensive in the town and county. Anyway, the money has to be spent. Hui Niang wanted to help her.
Yu Tingwan understood and knew that the Wei family had many places to spend money, so she didn't refuse: "Then I will give it to my aunt at a lower price."
This can be considered a mutual help and benefit.
Hui Niang mentioned the tofu pudding again, and Yu Tingwan didn't refuse again.
The tofu was made in the kitchen.
There was still water leaking from the roof, so a basin was used to collect it below, and it was poured outside when it was almost full.
Wei Shouzhong looked at the basin for a moment, and when he turned around, there was no one on the chair behind him. Wei
Zhao went out to get wet in the rain.
Wei Shouzhong noticed something was wrong and chased him out. Seeing that persuasion was useless, he had to hold an umbrella for him.
Yu Tingwan followed Hui Niang in at this time. It
was raining heavily, and he obviously did nothing, just standing in the yard, with dull eyebrows and eyes, cold and distant, and that figure seemed particularly lonely.
His long hair was as black as ink, and water was dripping on his hair and clothes. He was embarrassed, but also revealed an unconcealable dignity.
He seemed out of place in this desolate countryside.
The evil wind sent bean-sized raindrops to him, hitting his face heavily.
The sky was dark, and lightning flashed.
Wei Zhao laughed softly, his voice was hoarse.
"It's not as powerful as blood splashing on your face."
The rain is cold, but the blood is hot.
Hui Niang's pupils shrank, and her voice trembled again: "Why do you always ruin your body!"
Wei Zhao looked at her calmly, and repeated it again without getting tired of it.
"I..."
"I'm really not Wei Shen."
He was cold to the core.
"You don't have to waste your energy on me."
"After all... no matter how much you give, you won't get anything."
Now he is just a body that can still breathe. He is covered in blood and wounds.
What can Wei Shouzhong do? Wei Zhao said he was his father, and he accepted it: "Okay, okay, you are not."
Wei Zhao: ...
He had no intention of going back, nor did he think that Wei Shouzhong, who was shielding him from the rain, was in the way.
Wei Zhao seemed confused.
He asked word by word.
"If there is a great injustice, and you bear a blood feud but cannot kill your enemy. Will blood fall from the sky?"
His voice was very light, as if he was asking it to himself, and he never thought that anyone could give him an answer.
But someone in front suddenly spoke out.
"No."
Yu Tingwan's tone was so light that there was no ripple.
"In the twelfth year of the Great Jin Dynasty, there have been years of drought. Whatever was planted in the fields died. The relief funds from the court have not arrived yet. The people can't afford to eat. They are skinny and countless have starved to death."
"Even if there are gods in heaven, they may not be merciful."
Yu Tingwan was finally dragged to the kitchen to warm herself by the fire. She drank tofu brain and wanted to cry for a moment.
This is the food that people eat!
Yu Tingwan ate very seriously, putting spoonful after spoonful into her mouth. Even though she was very hungry, she ate quickly, but she still looked very polite.
Wei Zhao was pressed to the opposite side of her to warm
himself by the fire. He had changed into dry clothes and looked listless.
Hui Niang: "We made a lot of tofu this time. The head of the family will go and send some to Doctor Qian. He has worked hard these days."
Wei Shouzhong agreed, put on his raincoat, and went out with a few pieces of tofu.
Hui Niang would boil eggs for Wei Zhao every day, and today she did the same, stuffing them into his hands.
Wei Zhao turned around and wanted to throw them away.
But Hui Niang would definitely nag, and it was annoying just thinking about it.
He looked at Yu Tingwan who was eating tofu pudding as a delicacy.
She ate it very contentedly, her eyes shining.
When Hui Niang went to the stove to work, an egg appeared
in front of Yu Tingwan. She was a little dazed and looked at Wei Zhao.
Seeing that she didn't react, Wei Zhao threw the egg into the fire without patience.
Yu Tingwan: !!!
This is a precious food.
The eggs laid by the Hu family's chickens must be saved. Half of them are for Hu Yaozu's health, and the other half must be taken to the town to exchange for money.
She quickly used a branch to pick out the eggs.
Yu Tingwan thought that he was indeed not very smart.
She put the eggs on the table and went to find Hui Niang.
Hui Niang: "Do you want another bowl?"
"No."
She was already very full.
"Remember to take the basket on the table later."
As she said that, she turned her head to look at Wei Zhao with drooping eyelids and reminded him again.
"Alang, eat the eggs quickly, you still have to take medicine after eating them."
She said to Yu Tingwan again: "There's nothing much in it, just some tofu and some pickled vegetables I pickled myself."
Wei Zhao had a blank expression on his face, and without thinking, he threw the eggs into the basket covered with cloth.
After thinking about it, he simply threw in the candy that Wei Shouzhong forced on him.
Yu Tingwan always felt that the basket was particularly heavy.
After returning to the old house, she looked through it.
Seeing the white and tender tofu, pickles in a pottery jar, eggs with broken shells, sugar in the corner, a few stones, tiles that fell from the roof, and...
the little girl's breath stopped.
Why is there a bowl of medicine in the basket?
You don't have to think about it to know who did it.
Did Wei Shen think she was a rag collector?
I passed the first round of PK, thank you all for sending tickets.
Qyue's book was put on the shelves early, and I will become a v-level tomorrow.
ps: The update is postponed, and I have to wait for the arrangement of v-level listing. Good night
(end of this chapter)
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