After sleeping for an afternoon, Yu Sui was sweating all over. Although she felt a little relieved, her cold symptoms became more severe. She had a stuffy nose, a swollen head, and sore limbs. She felt like she was completely exhausted.
Yu Sui was just about to go into the space to buy some medicine to relieve the symptoms of the cold. After all, the cold medicine these days is not as good as the special medicines in later generations. Suddenly, the loud crying of little Tangyuan was heard outside.
Yu Sui wanted to ask Xia Xiao'e how to respond, but when she opened her mouth she realized that her voice was so hoarse that no one outside could hear her if she spoke in the house.
Yu Sui had no choice but to hold on to the wall to get out, and saw Xia Xiao'e busy at the stove. For safety reasons, she could only put the child in the aisle connecting to the kitchen.
There was a mat on the floor, but little Tangyuan was crawling around and bumped into the door frame next to the kitchen door.
At this time, Xia Xiao'e was stirring something in her hands and coaxing the child loudly: "Oh, little Tangyuan, be good. Auntie will cook you some egg yolk porridge and you won't be hungry. It will be ready soon. Don't cry, be good!"
Yu Sui looked at the clock on the wall. It was around four o'clock. Xiao E usually cooked complementary food for the child at this time.
The child only had breast milk today, and he must be craving more now. Yu Sui didn't dare to go out and hold him, for fear that the child would see her and cry even harder.
Yu Sui had no choice but to open the door a crack and kept waving to Xia Xiao'e, hoping that Xia Xiao'e would see her and come over so that she could do some of the things for her.
However, Xia Xiao'e was very flustered when she heard the child crying. She didn't even look at Yu Sui: "Tangyuan, be good and don't cry, okay? Auntie will be there soon... Oh, baby, your crying makes me uncomfortable... Okay, okay, I'll hold you first..."
Xia Xiao'e actually walked over to Yu Sui, but she only had eyes for the little glutinous rice balls and missed Yu Sui's hand that was about to wave.
Yu Sui reached out and patted the wall.
However, the child was crying very loudly, but Xia Xiao'e didn't hear it. She walked to the mat, picked up the child and coaxed him:
"Don't cry, dear. Auntie knows you are hungry. But I am holding you in one hand. I can't stir the porridge. It's still hard and you can't eat it. Be good. Auntie hasn't washed clothes today. Your mother is still sick and hasn't eaten yet. Auntie wanted to cook her a bowl of noodles, but she hasn't cooked yet. Just be good."
Xia Xiao'e held the child skillfully, and little Tangyuan's crying eased a little. Then Xia Xiao'e carried the child into the kitchen.
The fire on the kitchen stove was still on, and Xia Xiao'e had to check whether the porridge was soft.
Yu Sui had no choice but to put on a double large mask and a hat, for fear that the child would recognize her, and then she went out of the kitchen. She wanted to tell Xia Xiao'e that if it really didn't work, she should send the child to Aunt Qiu's house first, so that Xia Xiao'e could also cook well.
When you have a child, unexpected situations are always out of control. As soon as little Tangyuan arrived in the kitchen, for some reason, he suddenly started crying again, shaking his body and kicking his feet.
It just so happened that Xia Xiao'e had just freed one hand and was stirring the porridge.
The owner of the house that Yu Sui rented was probably a tall man, so the stove was built relatively high. Xia Xiao'e was only in her teens and not well developed, so the stove was just at her chest. She was holding little Tangyuan, and the porridge pot was just at her chest.
Oh my god! Yu Sui was about six meters away from the two people, and she saw the little glutinous rice balls kicking around and stepping on the handle of the porridge pot. Xia Xiao'e was stirring it with a spatula, and the pot shook. Amid Xia Xiao'e's screams, the whole pot fell over, and the little glutinous rice balls fell over.
"Be careful!" Yu Sui widened her eyes, shouted at the top of her hoarse voice, and rushed forward. She knew in her heart that it was too late. She was so scared and anxious that her hair really stood on end!
At the critical moment, Xia Xiao'e used her bare hands to support the pot that was about to fall over. Water splashed out a little, and the fire jumped up more than half a meter high. The stove made a hissing sound, and Yu Sui smelled the smell of burnt fur.
"Ah...!" Xia Xiao'e screamed miserably.
But she was still trying to control her voice.
Little Tangyuan stopped crying, turned to look at Xia Xiao'e, and then raised his head and burst into tears.
Still scared.
At this time, Yu Sui didn't care whether he wanted milk or not. She rushed over and took the child from Xia Xiao'e's hands, threw him directly on the mat, turned around, grabbed Xia Xiao'e's hand, and put it into a bucket of water next to her.
White smoke was rising from the bucket.
Xia Xiao'e's eyes were filled with tears, and she was still looking at where her child was: "Tangyuan, don't cry, auntie is fine, fine, don't cry..."
Yu Sui was very sad.
Although she was sick, after all, she was the only elderly person in the family, and it was she who failed to protect the children and Xia Xiao'e.
Yu Sui: "Stop talking. Take care of yourself first. Just soak your hands like this. I'll go to the alley and fetch a bucket of water."
The hair on Xia Xiao'e's forehead was singed by the fire, and she forced a smile at Yu Sui: "No, no, I'm not angry. Sister-in-law, you have a fever. Don't worry, are you feeling better? Why did you get up?"
Yu Sui had no time to talk about her pain, so she asked her, "Does it hurt?"
Xia Xiao'e: "It doesn't hurt. I'm glad Tangyuan didn't get burned. I was so scared, his little feet almost stepped on the fire!"
Yu Sui had already taken Xia Xiao'e's hand and looked at it.
A large blister had formed at the base of his palm, and a layer of skin on the back of his hand had been burned off, leaving it red and black. It was quite large, and it was on his right hand. It would take at least ten days or half a month for this hand to heal.
And burns and scalds will only get more painful.
Yu Sui felt guilty: "Let it cool down first, and then we'll go to the hospital to check it out."
"No, no, I'm not sad. No, I really am not sad. Sister-in-law, please hold little Tangyuan first. His voice is hoarse from crying!" Xia Xiao'e's eyes were still on the child.
Indeed, the child was so frightened that he cried on the mat until his lips turned purple and he couldn't cry anymore.
Yu Sui felt very distressed and had to pick up the child.
The child was hungry and smelled Yu Sui's scent. He cried and snuggled into Yu Sui's arms.
It’s really a dilemma!
She has taken antipyretics and cannot breastfeed her child.
Yu Sui hardened her heart, put the small dumpling down, and soaked the milk powder.
Xia Xiao'e dipped her hands in the water, her eyes full of dissatisfaction: "Sister-in-law, please hold him, he can't even cry anymore."
Yu Sui's throat was hoarse and she couldn't speak. Little Tangyuan's crying was like a death warrant. Xia Xiao'e's burns and the look of heartache for little Tangyuan made her feel guilty.
For the first time, Yu Sui shed tears while making milk.
Xia Xiao'e still saw her helpless look, and immediately shut up, quickly shook off the water on her hands, and hugged the child: "Sister-in-law, don't cry, I'm sorry, you are also sick, I shouldn't rush you, don't cry, you must not cry, it's all my fault for not taking good care of little Tangyuan, I'm wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"
She rocked the child to coax him, and circled around Yu Sui. It was obvious that her hands began to hurt, and her face turned pale.
Yu Sui: "I don't blame you. It would be great if your brother could be here."
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