In the afternoon, Dandan and Gao Wazi came over.
Song Yuehua asked Duan Yidao to go back and get a set of Xie Wenwu's clothes, and then borrow a set of clothes from Bian Wu.
Then he boiled a pot of water for the two little beggars and let them take a bath first.
After taking a bath, Xie Wenwu's clothes looked a little big for Dandan, but Bian Wu's clothes fit Gao Wazi perfectly.
Zhu Yanli added two stitches to Xie Wenwu's clothes, and when he put them on, they fit much better.
After a while, Granny Lan and Liu Youfu came back to cook. Just as they were about to ask, Zhu Yanli interrupted them, "Granny, cook for three more people tonight."
Granny Lan immediately responded, "Okay, I'll add two more dishes."
After saying that, he took Liu Youfu to the kitchen to light the fire.
Liu Xue and Qin Xiuxiu brought back several carts of piglets. After settling the piglets, Song Yuehua simply said that three friends had come to the house and would stay for a while. Liu Xue nodded without asking any more questions.
Qin Xiuxiu was about to say a few words, but when she saw that the two of them were silent, she immediately swallowed the words that were about to come out of her throat.
At night, Ji Ming woke up and Dandan immediately called Song Yuehua.
"How do you feel?" Song Yuehua asked
Ji Ming said with a look of despair, "Okay, I owe you my life."
"It looks like everything is fine," Song Yuehua said with a smile, "Don't worry, you don't owe me anything. Just take good care of yourself first, and we'll talk about the future later."
Ji Ming looked around and asked, "Is this your home?"
Song Yuehua handed him a bowl of meat porridge and said, "That's right, but I don't live here. If you have any problems, ask Dandan to come to me. He knows where I live."
Jiming nodded.
Before leaving, Song Yuehua thought of the midwife again, so she asked Ji Ming if he knew a midwife with a good reputation in the county.
"Why would you ask me about finding a midwife?" Ji Ming looked incredulous.
"Then do you know?" Song Yuehua asked
Ji Ming said reluctantly, "I know."
"Who is it?"
Ji Ming said, "The matchmaker from Fengchui Village has been a midwife for more than 30 years. But now she is old and can't speak. People think she is unlucky and no one wants to see her anymore. You can go and take a look."
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "You see, this is quite clear."
After returning, Song Yuehua asked Master Ma about Fengchui Village.
Master Ma nodded and said, "I know where it is, but it's quite far away, and I may not be able to return that day."
"So far?" Song Yuehua was a little surprised.
It's a bit far, but I still have to go. After all, it's hard to find a good midwife. The problem of muteness shouldn't be a big deal, at least I don't have to worry about oral problems.
That night, Song Yuehua asked Xiaoyu to take some time to make some clothes for Xie Wenwu and Bian Wu and return them to them.
After hearing this, Xiaoyu also wanted to help, "Xiaoyu, you help your brother, I'll help Bian Wu."
Xiaoyu has no objection, she can do whatever she wants.
There was cloth and thread, and Xiaoyu took a ruler and ran to Bian Wuliang to measure his length.
When he learned that Song Yuehua wanted to make a set of clothes for him, Bian Wu waved his hand and said, "It's just an old set of clothes. It's okay to take it."
"That's not what I meant," Xiaoyu retorted, "If you borrow something, you must return it. It's not difficult to borrow it again. If I don't return it to you, how can I have the nerve to borrow something from you next time?"
Ah? You want to borrow more? Bian Wu choked.
Xiaoyu urged, "Hurry up and stand up. I still need to measure the size."
Bian was helpless and could only stand up and stretch out his hands, allowing Xiaoyu to measure him.
Xiaoyu said excitedly, "This is my first time making clothes for outsiders, so I may not be as good as your mother, so please bear with me."
Bian Wu smiled and shook his head, "My mother never made clothes for me. Everything I wore was made by the embroiderer in the cloth shop."
Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then became distressed again, "Then I am even less comparable to the embroiderer."
Bian Wu smiled lightly and said, "Nothing."
The next morning, Song Yuehua, Duan Yidao and others got on Uncle Ma's ox cart and headed to Fengchui Village together.
We set out in the morning and arrived in the afternoon, taking about four or five hours.
At this time, most of the villagers in Fengchui Village had finished their dinner and gathered at the entrance of the village to chat.
After Song Yuehua and her companions entered the village, they quickly found out Grandma Xi's address.
Under the guidance of the villagers, the three drove the ox cart and came to a dilapidated house.
Song Yuehua stood outside and shouted a few times. After a while, an old woman with silver hair and a stern face came out.
Song Yuehua asked, "Excuse me, are you Granny Xi?"
Grandma Xi stared at the few people and nodded slightly.
When Song Yuehua told her the purpose of this, Grandma Xi's eyes softened a little, but she still opened her mouth and pointed with her finger to indicate that she could not speak.
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "It's okay. Ji Ming told me before I came here that it doesn't matter whether I can speak or not."
The moment she heard Ji Ming's name, Granny Xi's pupils trembled slightly. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and kept making "ah ah" sounds with her mouth.
Song Yuehua held her and said gently, "Don't get excited. Ji Ming is at our house. He is doing well now. It was he who asked us to come to Fengchui Village to find you."
Grandma Xi nodded vigorously.
Song Yuehua added, "We are from Taoyuan Village, which is quite far from here. Do you think there is a place to stay nearby? We can set off together tomorrow morning."
Granny Xi turned around and looked at her house, an embarrassed look on her face.
"Can I live with you?" Song Yuehua asked.
After hesitating for a moment, Grandma Xi nodded and led a few people into the house.
After entering the house, he poured a glass of water for several people.
Ma Ye found a place to tie the cows, and Duan Yidao went with him.
Grandma Xi scooped out the remaining half bowl of corn, poured it into a ceramic pot, and added more than half a pot of water. She stirred the porridge on top, while Song Yuehua sat at the stove to help light the fire.
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