Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

Qin Huairu heard the stick humming and chirping non-stop.

Get up immediately and turn on the light.

At first glance, the stick was pale, sweating profusely, with a painful expression on his face.

"Bang, Bang, what's the matter with you?" Qin Huairu asked nervously.

Stick closed his eyes tightly, covered his stomach with his hands, and curled up like a shrimp: "Mom, my stomach hurts."

Qin Huairu became anxious for a moment: "Why do you have a stomachache? What did you eat?"

"I didn't eat anything, I just ate the food at home." Bang Geng said with difficulty, and his breathing became short of breath.

Qin Huairu saw that the situation of the stick was not right, so he hurriedly stepped forward and pushed Jia Zhang, who was facing away from him.

"Mom, get up and have a look at BangGiao, he seems to be in a bad situation."

Jia Zhang turned around slowly, frowning, also with a painful expression on his face.

It's just that Qin Huairu's attention was all on Banggun, and he didn't notice Jia Zhang's strangeness.

Hearing that the stick was uncomfortable, Jia Zhang didn't care about the stabbing pain in his stomach, so he supported his body and got up from the bed.

As soon as he got out of bed, he let out a loud fart.

Then, a foul smell wafted from the house.

Qin Huairu, who had his back to Jia Zhangshi, smelled the scent and rolled his eyes.

Secretly thought that the old saying that a lazy donkey grinds a lot of shit and piss is not complete, not only there is a lot of shit, but also a lot of fart.

After Jia Zhang got out of bed, she tremblingly ran to the head of the stick.

He stretched out his hand and touched the forehead of the stick, it was hot to the touch.

Jiazhang panicked for a moment, coupled with the fact that she was also suffering from abdominal pain, beads of sweat dripped from her forehead immediately.

It was only then that Qin Huairu noticed that Jia Zhang's condition was not quite right.

"Mom, are you not feeling well?" Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhang suspiciously.

Jia Zhang's face showed embarrassment, and nodded: "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach."

"Mom, did you eat something that I didn't eat?" Qin Huairu asked suddenly.

The dinner at home is potato and cabbage steamed corn bread. I and Xiao Dang both ate it. Now Xiao Dang is still asleep, and these vegetables and grains are generally eaten without any problems.

Mrs. Jia Zhang had already guessed that the rat meat in the afternoon must have been eaten, so she couldn't help but feel guilty.

"It's just that the stick said in the morning that he wanted to eat meat. I picked a piece, burned it and ate it."

"The meat you picked up? What kind of meat did you pick up?" Qin Huairu became anxious when he heard that, how could it be possible to pick up meat these days?
"I... I saw a mouse in the yard, which was killed by Lin Aijun's dog, so I picked it up and burned it and ate it with a stick." Jia Zhang said eagerly.

"What?! Picked up a dead mouse? Eaten it?" Qin Huairu couldn't believe his ears: "Have you eaten Xiaodang?"

When Jia Zhang heard this, she quickly shook her head: "No, she didn't touch it at all. The mouse was alive. During the famine years, many people in the countryside ate it."

"Mom, you! What can I say about you!" Qin Huairu was so angry that he wanted to slap Jia Zhang twice.

"Mom, I hurt, my stomach hurts..."

The stick terrier started barking again and again.

"What should I do?" Jiazhang's face was also dripping with cold sweat, as if he was about to faint.

"Hurry up and go to the hospital!" Qin Huairu said decisively.

When Jia Zhang heard that she was going to the hospital, she started to feel pain again: "Huairu, it's very late at night, so it's very expensive to find a car. Isn't there a doctor living in our hospital?"

Qin Huairu also felt sorry for Qian, so after thinking about it, she decided to try it out.

Although the two families don't communicate at all, but compared with money, face is nothing, and saving a little is a little bit.

"Mom, look at the stick, I'll ask."

After finishing speaking, Qin Huairu put on some clothes and went out, arriving at the door of Lin Aijun's house.

"Bang bang bang-!"

There was a knock on the door.

Lin Aijun opened the door sleepily to look at Qin Huairu, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Junzi, Bangjiu has a stomachache. My mother-in-law said it was because I ate rat meat. I want your wife to help you see if it's okay."

Lin Aijun felt a little displeased when he heard the words. He glanced back at Dan Xiaojiao who was sleeping soundly, shook his head and said, "My daughter-in-law is asleep. Besides, she is not a pediatrician. You should go to the hospital immediately."

After finishing speaking, without giving Qin Huairu a chance to speak, he stretched out his hand and gently closed the door.

As soon as the door closed, Sanmao bit her trouser leg and pulled herself into the kitchen.

After arriving in the kitchen, Sanmao whispered, "That mouse took rat poison. I was going to throw it in the trash, but she picked it up. I didn't expect that she wanted to eat it."

"Ah?!" Lin Aijun was stunned: "Aunt Jia fed the rat that took the rat poison to her grandson?"

"That's not that stupid. Aunt Jia probably didn't know that the rat was poisoned to death." Sanmao shook his head.

Lin Aijun shook his head speechlessly: "This Aunt Jia is really good."

Seeing that Lin Aijun refused to help, Qin Huairu had no choice but to turn around and go back to the house immediately.

Seeing that Qin Huairu came back alone, Jiazhang looked disappointed: "The one surnamed Lin won't help?"

"Let yourself go to the hospital. Let's go, knock on the door of the uncle, there must be someone who has money." Qin Huairu said, and he and Jia Zhangshi helped up the stick.

The three of them came to the door of the uncle and slammed on the door.

"Bang bang bang-!"

"Who is it?" The old man and his wife were woken up and looked at each other.

"It's me!" Qin Huairu shouted at the door.

The old man was startled when he heard Qin Huairu's voice, and he pretended to be calm and said to the big mother: "I'll go out and have a look."

After speaking, the uncle put on his clothes and opened the door.

Seeing Jia Zhang's and Qin Huairu's dejected sticks outside, they felt relieved.

"What happened?" the old man asked.

"Master, can I trouble you to accompany us to the hospital once? My mother found a mouse somewhere, burned it and ate it." Qin Huairu said, getting a little excited, and her voice became a little louder.

After the first mother heard it, she quickly put on a dress and came out.

"What?! Eat the mouse?!"

"Yeah, during the years of the disaster, people often ate it in the countryside, and nothing happened!" Jia Zhang hurriedly explained, and let out another stinky fart while talking.

"Oops, yesterday I saw that Sha Zhu had bought rat medicine. Could it be that the mouse took the medicine?" the aunt said, and looked at the granny.

When Qin Huairu heard this, her face turned pale.

When Jia Zhang heard it, her face turned paler, because she also ate it.

If you take too much rat poison, you will really die.

No wonder the stick screamed that his stomach hurts, and he also felt sick to his stomach.

"Mom, look at what you've done!" Qin Huairu frowned and glared at Jia Zhang.

Then, there was only a crackling, and a foul smell came out.

Embarrassed, Jia Zhang pulled the pants stuck to his buttocks with his hands.

Oops, I pulled my pants up...