70s: Hug the villain’s thick thighs

"An'an, what are you holding in your hand?" As soon as Ji Anan walked in, Ji's mother saw what Ji Anan was holding at first glance.

It looks familiar.

When Ji An'an came closer, "It's bamboo shoots, this one is good." Ji's mother looked at Ji An'an who was all dirty, and she said with concern: "Don't pick it yourself next time, look at this, you must have suffered a lot. .”

Liu Jinfen was washing clothes in the yard. She was used to her mother-in-law pampering her sister-in-law.

Zeng Qiuhua was different. She happened to be sweeping chicken excrement in the chicken coop. When she heard this, she secretly curled her lips.

Why don't you go pick some bamboo shoots? Just listen to that tone.

It seemed like he had suffered a lot.

However, Ji Anan was lucky enough to be able to bring back some bamboo shoots when he went out.

Ji Anan smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

"It's okay. Look at this." Ji's mother became more and more distressed as she spoke. She probably even fell. "Oh, why are you bleeding? Sit down quickly and let me take a look."

Ji's mother quickly asked Ji An'an to sit on the stool, and she squatted down to take a look.

Ji Anan glanced at his ankle. There seemed to be some blood on the sock. It seemed that it was bruised when he fell.

"Mom, it's okay, I guess I just shaved..." Once.

Ji Anan looked at the bloody wound and couldn't tell what happened.

Unexpectedly, such a large piece of skin was removed. It was okay not to see it, but now that I have seen it, I feel a dull pain in the wound.

"What clothes are you still doing? Go to the stove and put some ashes on it." Ji's mother shouted to Liu Jinfen.

This is really incompetent. Her daughter suffered so much because of their stuttering. They are all so incompetent.

Liu Jinfen was a little embarrassed. She quickly wiped her wet hands on her body and went to the kitchen.

Ji Anan said hurriedly, "Sister-in-law, I don't want the ashes from the pot. Please help me go to the house to get the white wine that dad drank."

It was really a pile of dust, and she was afraid that the wound would become inflamed and it would be even more troublesome.

She had actually experienced this native method when she was young, but the ending was not very happy.

Her grandma insisted that this was good and applied it to her wound while her mother wasn't paying attention.

The bleeding was indeed stopped very quickly. She still remembers her grandma saying to her mother with great arrogance: I just said this method will work, but you still don't listen. I have passed this down from the older generation.

Then not even an hour later, her grandmother was slapped in the face by what she said.

The wound became more red and swollen. Fortunately, I went to the hospital early, otherwise the piece of flesh would have to be scraped off.

"Wine? An'an, why do you want wine? It's better to wipe some pot ashes, that will have a better effect." After that, Liu Jinfen continued to wipe the pot ashes, "Go quickly, why are you standing there in a daze? This is our boss It has been passed down from generation to generation and is particularly effective in stopping bleeding."

"No, no, no, no! Sister-in-law, just help me get the liquor." If this is really smeared with pot ashes, she really doesn't want it.

Ji An'an turned around again and tried to persuade Ji's mother, "Mom, just use white wine to disinfect it. You see, I'm not even bleeding anymore. Applying pot ash on it is not breathable and will be detrimental to recovery."

"But..." Ji's mother still hesitated. It would be so painful to pour white wine on the wound.

However, she was used to listening to her daughter. Since her daughter wouldn't let her, then, "Just listen to An An and get her a white wine bar."

When Liu Jinfen took out the liquor, Ji Anan was a little timid again. She would probably die from the pain if she really poured it on.

At this time, she suddenly missed iodophor.

That's really a great invention.

However, in order to avoid infection, Ji An'an gritted his teeth and poured out some liquor.

At this time, medicines are in short supply. If you are really infected, it will be even more troublesome.

Ji's mother looked at Ji An'an, whose hands were trembling, and she couldn't bear to say: "Why don't we forget it, there won't be any blood anyway."

Ji Anan closed his eyes slightly, and then poured all the liquor in the lid onto the wound.

Zeng Qiuhua was still watching the show, but seeing Ji Anan gritting her teeth and not crying, she felt a little unbearable in her heart.

However, this trace of unbearability quickly disappeared as Ji Anan kept saying "Ahhh" one after another.

Zeng Qiuhua turned her head in disgust, squeamish.