Chapter 259: Poor Little One (2)

Lost...lost soul?

As a new human being in the 21st century, Jiang Rou is extremely unfamiliar with these two words.

Zhao Guifen, however, said that the earth's words were very insightful.

She nodded vigorously.

"Children are light-bodied and often lose their minds when frightened. Even my two children, although they look tough now, lost their minds when they were young."

"Generally, children who have lost their souls do not have a fever, but they just sob and feel uncomfortable. They cry non-stop and no matter how you comfort them, they will not stop. You can tell clearly that they are in pain physically."

"But your little girl doesn't cry, I just couldn't remember it for a moment. I only remembered it after you said she was scared. She must have lost her soul!"

After hearing this, Jiang Rou was half-believing and half-doubting.

Zhou Xiaohua's situation is indeed quite similar to what Zhao Guifen said.

But the soul...

She is a person who traveled through a book and was able to transform her soul. Why wouldn’t she believe it?

What's more...

Jiang Rou thought carefully about what happened last night. Not only was there thunder, but there was also heavy rain and a war movie.

That movie is indeed interesting to adults, the war scenes and death shots are quite spectacular, but what about a four-year-old child?

Even though Jiang Rou covered Zhou Xiaohua's eyes at the time, Zhou Xiaohua could still hear the sound of the explosion.

In the dead of night, it turns into a nightmare with thunder and lightning.

Children who cannot speak have no place to vent their fears.

Jiang Rou held little Zhou Xiaohua in her arms, thought for a while, then looked up at Zhao Guifen.

"Sister Guifen, what should we do with a child who has lost his soul?"

"That would be a call to the soul. That is... you scholars, are you willing to believe this?"

"I believe it!" Jiang Rou nodded earnestly, looking at Zhao Guifen eagerly, "Sister Guifen, I'm willing to give it a try."

"Okay, I'll go back and prepare some things, you wait..."

Zhao Guifen left in a hurry.

After a while, she came back in a hurry with a lot of things in her hands.

A big bowl, a bag of golden millet, and a piece of red cloth.

There are still a few branches.

Zhao Guifen still looked at Jiang Rou worriedly. Jiang Rou looked at her and nodded, and she was completely relieved.

"Sister Rou, this branch is a peach branch."

Peach branches are good things, they can summon souls.

Zhao Guifen broke the peach branch into three small pieces, took out a ball of red thread, and tied them together.

Then she put the peach branch into Zhou Xiaohua's little hand.

Zhou Xiaohua was dazed and her hands were too weak to hold on.

Jiang Rou covered it with her palm and held Zhou Xiaohua's small hand together.

Right after.

"Sister Rou, don't worry, we all do this in our hometown. My big and little Huzi have also tried it, and it works."

Talking.

Zhao Guifen filled a large bowl with millet and then covered the rim of the bowl with a red cloth.

After everything is ready, turn the whole bowl upside down and hang it on Zhou Xiaohai's head.

Slowly, begin to spin.

First, go counterclockwise seven times.

Then seven clockwise circles.

While slowly turning the Xiaomi, you have to keep talking.

Zhao Guifen gently called Zhou Xiaohua's name over and over again, asking her to go home.

At the same time, they will also say some blessings, such as good health, good luck in everything, and never get sick.

They are all the simplest blessings.

One sound after another, let the children go home.

This process is called "calling the soul", also known as "Xiaomi's method of collecting shock".

Finish this.

Zhao Guifen put the big bowl down, moved closer, and asked hurriedly.

"How is it? How is it? Is Xiaohua feeling better?"

Jiang Rou kept holding Zhou Xiaohua. She couldn't tell whether she was feeling better or not, but she felt a little better in her heart.

Especially hearing Zhao Guifen saying "Child, come back" over and over again, it was as if Zhou Xiaohua had really come back.

"Thank you, Sister Guifen. I think it's useful. Xiaohua will definitely get better."

Jiang Rou said sincerely.

Seeing that she felt more at ease, Zhao Guifen also felt a little relieved.

"Sister Rou, my child is the life of your parents. Even a little headache or fever will make people worry. Don't be too nervous. It will be fine. It will definitely be fine."

Zhao Guifen stayed with Jiang Rou for a while. Before leaving, she not only helped Jiang Rou clean up the vomit in the yard, but also told Jiang Rou not to be busy at noon, as she would cook more food and bring it to Jiang Rou.

Zhou Xiaohua leaned in Jiang Rou's arms, still in a daze.

Jiang Rou tried to put Zhou Xiaohua down, thinking it would be more comfortable to lie flat.

But as soon as she let go, Zhou Xiaohua frowned in pain, as if groaning and crying out in pain.

Jiang Rou immediately picked her up again, held her in her arms, and patted her gently.

Coax her like you would a baby.

…

(This is a purely traditional method with no scientific basis. You should still seek medical advice scientifically.)

(The poor little thing just had a nightmare, couldn't speak, and was quietly feeling uncomfortable)

…

Jiang Rou held him in this hug for the entire morning.

From time to time, she would stand up while holding Zhou Xiaohua, walking and stopping, humming softly, not knowing whether Zhou Xiaohua could hear her.

If you can hear it, you will feel more comfortable.

No matter how good Jiang Rou's physical condition was, her arms were sore and painful from the long-term strain.

But she was reluctant to let go of Zhou Xiaohua.

At lunch that day, the people who came to deliver the meal were not only Zhao Guifen, but also Lin Yulan.

The two of them met at the door of Jiang Rou's house.

Lin Yulan originally came to talk to Jiang Rou, but when she heard that Zhou Xiaohua was sick, she immediately quickened her pace out of worry.

Walking into the afternoon.

When Lin Yulan saw Jiang Rou holding the child and Zhou Xiaohua with a pale face, she immediately lowered her voice.

"Xiaohua is sick? How is she? Are you feeling better?"

"He must have been frightened. He's been sleeping all morning. He seems to be better than before, but he still won't wake up."

Jiang Rou has never let go of her worries.

Lin Yulan looked at Zhou Xiaohua, then at Jiang Rou, who looked tired.

"Sister Rou, give me Xiaohua and let me hold her. Eat first. Don't be too tired because the little one is too big."

Jiang Rou thought about it and nodded.

But when she handed Zhou Xiaohua to Lin Yulan, she was still a little worried.

Zhou Xiaohua is timid and shy.

It's like this when I'm awake, and now that I'm asleep it's probably even more serious. I don't know whether I should let others hold me or not.