Chapter 24 Expression Degeneration
Fei Zheng's family conditions were extremely ordinary, and she could not expect her family to send anything to her by mail. Instead, she lived frugally and saved money from her own food to send back home.
Fortunately, the team had just distributed meat, so she cut out two taels of it shyly, "Auntie, there's nothing delicious here, so don't think this much meat is too little. Make some minced meat porridge, which is more nutritious than anything else."
An Zhixia nodded, Fang Songyan took it and bowed to his sister with a smile: "Auntie, we will send you sparrows, wild pigeons, field mice, and bird eggs later."
Taking the two children back to the kitchen, An Zhixia boiled a pot of brown sugar ginger water and watched them sweat as they drank it. She quickly heated up six buns and made a pot of egg and radish soup.
Knowing that their brother was fine, the little girls were very hungry and ate voraciously. After each of them ate two buns and drank two bowls of soup, they squinted their eyes and smiled at her embarrassedly.
Fang Songyan rushed to wash the dishes, and was pulled to sit down by An Zhixia. They each stuffed a handful of dried hawthorns into their mouths to help digestion.
There were only a few bowls and a pot, and she washed them quickly with warm water.
Looking at the two dirty children, she boiled some hot water again, gave them a good bath, combed their hair several times with a comb, applied lice-removing medicine on them, covered them tightly with quilts, and carried them to the kang.
An Zhixia gave them each another packet of Isatis root, after all, not long after the story, six-year-old Fang Songyan had a high fever and died. She was afraid that if she was careless, the person would be taken away by the plot master.
The two children were frightened today, but now that they were full and lying in comfortable quilts, their eyes couldn't help but turn red with happiness.
"Close your eyes and go to sleep. Sister is watching over you. Tomorrow morning I'll make you some fried pancakes with spicy pickled radish and millet porridge. Okay?"
They nodded repeatedly, closed their eyes obediently, and soon began to snore.
Qi Yunlan looked at them with a complicated expression, her mouth moved, but she thought of An Zhixia's character of not wanting to suffer any loss, so she didn't say anything in the end.
Chen Sike just mumbled a few words in a very low voice.
An Zhixia glanced sideways and saw the man immediately covering his head, looking extremely timid.
Thinking of the cotton fillings in the two children's clothes, which had become hard and thin, and the patches were stacked crookedly, she couldn't take them apart for washing, so she took some cotton and cotton cloth and quietly went to the kitchen.
In the dim light, An Zhixia thought about the children's small bodies and started to cut the cloth with scissors. She was afraid that someone would notice something was wrong, especially since their father was a big shot in the story, so the cotton-padded clothes she made were made of pure cotton.
Recently, she has become more and more efficient in her work and has mastered most of the original owner's skills.
After a sleepless night, she waited for a sound in the yard, just as she was finishing biting off the thread and rubbing her aching neck. An Zhixia stood up and slightly stretched her arms and legs, her bones making crisp sounds.
Her eyes felt a little sore, so she found some eye drops and put two drops in, then closed her eyes for a while, took the cotton coat back into the house and put it on the warm kang to warm it up.
"Didn't you sleep all night?" Fei Zheng rubbed her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Everything for the New Year is almost ready, and we don't need to go to the fields to work, so it's okay to sleep less." She said with a smile, gently touching the children's forehead, and there was no fever. She breathed a sigh of relief and saw that the children were drowsy and wanted to open their eyes.
She patted him gently and said, "It's still early, go to sleep for a while, sister will go to make porridge."
The two children hugged each other and fell asleep again.
As she cooked the millet porridge, she remembered that Fang Lixi's clothes were also too thin. After a little thought, she decided to cut the clothes. The health of the children was important, money was only a thing outside of the body, and she had things from a supermarket, so she didn't need a few ounces of cotton and a few feet of cloth.
If the clothes are made bigger, they can wear them for two or three years, and the money can be paid off anyway.
The two girls were very young and had no memory of what life was like at home. It could be said that this was the first time they wore new clothes in their memories. Comfortable autumn clothes, warm cotton clothes, and clean and beautiful overalls. An Zhixia had skillfully braided their hair and tied it with colorful hairbands. Except for the red chilblains on their faces, they looked no different from the girls in the city.
They would touch their clothes from time to time with joy, and then look at their sisters, feeling happy. But they would also run to the entrance of the alley every ten minutes or half an hour to look in the direction of the village entrance.
After a while, An Zhixia made each of them a bowl of milk. For lunch, they had stir-fried pork with beans, scrambled eggs with green onions, rice steamed in a small wooden barrel, and pork rib soup.
By the evening, she had already sewed Fang Lixi's clothes and a seven-pound quilt for her.
"Brother is back," the two little girls went out to look again, and saw the ox cart slowly driving into the village. They shouted happily and ran over.
An Zhixia also followed out, and when the ox cart got closer, she took a closer look at Fang Lixi.
The little boy grinned at her brightly, his little face flushed. If he hadn't been pressed down by the wall of the house, he would have jumped up immediately.
"What did the doctor say?" she asked as the ox cart continued to drive towards the cowshed.
"He said it was a medical miracle that the person was able to be rescued. At least he had never heard of anyone being revived after hours of rescue after drowning and cardiac arrest. He chased us and confirmed it several times. Although two ribs were broken, compared with death, it is nothing. Tie him with a chest strap, and the pain will last for half a month to a month. The child is young and will recover quickly. Drink more bone soup." An Zhiqiu told his sister in detail.
Fang Yuan just curled the corners of his lips and tried to express gratitude and kindness when she looked at him.
However, he may not have laughed for a long time, and the expression on his face was a little distorted, even ferocious. With the brown scar on his forehead from the finger, his chin that was blue from not taking care of it for a day, and his tall and straight body, he looked very much like the bandit leader that the old man said he was going down the mountain to trick people.
An Zhixia tried hard to ignore his strong presence, and Gao Ti finally felt relieved. "I'll go back and make some millet porridge, and then make bone soup tomorrow at noon."
As she said that, she pulled her brother back.
But in one night, her brother's hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chin was covered with stubble, which made him look quite miserable. She felt sorry for her own brother, even though she was a replacement for the original owner, but she deeply felt the care and love from her brother these days, and regarded him as her only blood relative in this life.
She asked her brother to wash up and rolled up her sleeves to prepare dinner.
I cooked millet porridge with red dates and wolfberries, boiled ten eggs, and added a pot of clear soup noodles. Except for Fang Lixi, everyone else had potatoes and braised pork as topping.
An Zhiqiu ate three bowls of noodles, an egg, and a bowl of millet porridge with brown sugar. He held his warm and full stomach and sighed, "I'm finally alive."
(End of this chapter)
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