Chapter 49: Finally Full and Warm
Song Liyun stewed the chicken and started to do other things.
She cleaned the big stove in the bathroom and heated the water, and prepared to take a good bath.
Since I came into this body, I had washed myself when I fell into the water in Xiaoshi Village. I have been running hundreds of miles these days without a chance to take a shower, and I have been feeling uncomfortable all over.
The bathrooms of wealthy families are very exquisite. The floor is paved with bluestone, and sewage flows down the sink into the ditch. There is also a place to put the bathtub next to it.
Song Liyun had chopped the bathtub into pieces and thrown them into the stove to burn.
Although Song Liyun is not a germaphobe, she will not use a bathtub that has been used by others.
While the big stove in the bathroom is boiling water, it also heats up the room, making it very warm.
Song Liyun stood on the wooden board, scooped water from the pot with a wooden ladle, rinsed herself up and down, and then put on Song Shuirong's new coat. She immediately felt comfortable from the inside out.
After reheating the water, Song Liyun grabbed Xiao An and wanted to wash him.
Seeing that her sister was going to give her a bath, Xiao An was very shy, but Song Liyun was not shy at all.
In her eyes, Xiao An is just a child.
If I were to get married and have children in the end times, my children would probably be able to help out with the cooking.
If at the beginning she felt a blood relationship with the two brothers, now that they had gotten to know each other better, Song Liyun felt more maternal love than sympathy.
Looking at Xiao An who had taken off all her clothes, Song Liyun felt a pain in her heart.
A few days ago, she only felt that Xiao An was not feeling well, and she had not yet had the direct feeling after taking off his clothes.
Malnutrition has seriously affected Xiao An's physical and mental development.
Xiao An is ten years old, but his development is only that of a five or six-year-old.
Moreover, the sternum and ribs are protruding high and appear deformed.
Even though Song Liyun is not a doctor, she can recognize that this is a typical rickets caused by vitamin D and calcium deficiency.
It has been ten days since Xiao An left Xiaoshi Village, and purple scars can still be seen on his body, as well as mottled marks left by lice bites and scratches.
Song Liyun suppressed the bitterness in her eyes and comforted herself over and over again: I'm here, there's still a chance to make amends, everything is still in time.
It took a large pot of water to scrub away the old dirt on Xiao An's body, and then he used soap powder to wash his thin yellow hair. Then he took out a set of clothes from Song Xiaobao's room.
Song Xiaobao is older than Xiaoan and looks healthier. His clothes look long and big on Xiaoan.
Fortunately, clothes in this era all required belts. I rolled up my cuffs and trouser legs, then tied them around my waist with a cloth belt, and it was barely wearable.
Although Xiao An looked skinny and sallow after washing his face, he had a pretty face. His long eyelashes half-covered his slightly gray eyes, which looked like clear spring water. His shyness made him even more lovable.
Song Liyun couldn't take her eyes off the picture, and her motherly love suddenly overflowed: What a cute and pitiful little guy.
Seeing his second sister looking at him with a smile, Xiao An felt embarrassed and turned his head to avoid Song Liyun's sight, looking like a shy little boy.
Song Liyun laughed: "Xiao An is really good-looking. If she gets fatter, she will be even more beautiful!"
When she came out with the refreshed Xiao An, Song Zhenping was a little stunned when he saw the clothes they were wearing.
The casserole dishes and bowls used at noon were all newly made by Song Laoer. Song Zhenping had never seen them before. Seeing that they were all new, he thought that everything in the "treasure bag" was new.
Now the clothes on Xiao An look particularly familiar, and the same one on Song Liyun.
"This... Yun'er, your clothes?"
Song Liyun didn't explain, she just took out a set of clothes and stuffed them into his arms: "Don't ask too much, there is hot water in the bathroom, go take a shower, and remember to take off this set of clothes and throw them out. We'll wait for you to eat."
"oh oh!"
Song Zhenping held the clothes in his arms, feeling a little overwhelmed. The clothes in his hand seemed to belong to his second uncle!
Why are there clothes from my second uncle’s house in the treasure bag?
Although he felt dizzy, Song Zhenping still went to the bathroom at Song Liyun's urging.
After he took off his worn-out padded jacket and threw it out, Song Liyun started a fire in the yard and picked up a few sets of clothes with a wooden stick and threw them into the fire.
The brothers' bedding was also thrown into the fire.
The flames swept through the cloth, and the lice and fleas inside, which had grown into spirits and had been living together for generations, suffered a devastating disaster. The smoke from the burning was filled with the aroma of meat amidst the crackling sound.
Song Liyun discovered this in the side room in Xiaoshi Village. The brothers' worn-out bedding and clothes were full of insect eggs.
Song Liyun didn't even have the mood to wash these clothes. She was worried that Song Zhenping would be reluctant to part with them, so now was a good time to get rid of them.
When Song Zhenping came out after washing, he dressed in the same way as Xiao An.
Because Song Lao Er was fat, the clothes were even looser. When worn on Song Zhenping, they could fit two people, and the belt had to be tied four times.
Song Zhenping's hair had been washed, and his hair scarf had been burned by Song Liyun, so now it could only be draped over his shoulders.
He was so thin that he looked like a tied-up cloth tube.
Seeing this, Song Liyun burst into laughter, and Xiao An next to her also covered his mouth and laughed.
For a moment, the three of them burst into laughter.
At this time, only half of the bedding and clothes in the yard were burned. Seeing his wearable clothes turned into ashes, Song Zhenping felt very distressed. These clothes were the ones his father wore before he died, and they were kept until now by patching them up.
Unlike him, Xiao An was happy at this time.
By the time the three of them finished washing, it was almost dark.
The clay pot on the red clay stove was bubbling with steam, the chicken was cooked until it was tender and crispy, and the potatoes simmering in the hot ashes of the firewood below also had a sweet aroma.
Song Zhenping set up a table in the clean and spacious main room.
A casserole of stewed chicken was also placed on the table, with a bowl of carrot and chicken soup for each person, and a stewed potato for each person.
The chicken soup is enough to fill you up, and adding a potato can be considered a staple food.
The chicken soup cooked over a slow fire is indeed different. The soup is rich and flavorful, and the chicken is tender.
The fresh radish in it absorbs the greasiness of the chicken soup, making the soup taste refreshing.
The stewed potatoes were soft and delicious, and Xiao An's cheeks were plump and his eyes were bright after eating them.
The Song Zhenping brothers had no objection to eating potatoes in the evening.
In their impression, those who had not eaten at night almost all fell asleep in a state of half-fainting from hunger.
Now there is chicken soup with potatoes. Song Zhenping's instinctive desire for food has made him forget to ask the origin of these things.
The three of them were at an age when their appetites were the best and their bodies needed nutrition the most. At this time, they ate and drank without any scruples, and an ordinary local chicken was easily eaten by the three of them.
As night fell, the house, which was deserted during the day, was shrouded in darkness, and a whimpering sound came from somewhere.
Song Zhenping finally remembered where this place was and his face began to turn grim.
But in front of his younger siblings, he still had to be the big brother, strong and calm.
And only now do I realize that there are still many problems with the house I cleaned.
The window paper of the main room was torn, and the cold wind blew in. The kang hole had not been cleaned yet, so it was impossible to heat the kang.
There is also no firewood prepared.
Song Zhenping's face was burning: Yun'er cooked and boiled water to ensure that everyone had enough food and clothes.
I only cleaned up one room and it wasn't even ready.
(End of this chapter)
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