Started as a mute girl? I prospered in the lean years

There were more young and middle-aged people in that group, and fewer women, children and old people. Every time they set off, the men would always surround the food and the old and the weak, as if to protect them.

The strong man is the backbone of that group of people, and no matter what that group of people do, they will first seek the strong man's consent.

So far, Jiang Huaixu hasn't noticed anything weird about this group of people, except for the venom in the strong man's eyebrows.

Perhaps because there were so many people in their three villages, many refugees liked to follow them. Even if everyone displayed their own bows, the people following them would only widen the distance between them, and they should still follow.

Looking at it this way, the group of strong men are not too out of the ordinary.

Jiang Huaixu could only find Jiang Zhengmao to help him brainwash him. Only by increasing his safety awareness can he become a better leader.

"Dad! Why did you hit me again!!"

There was a slight commotion in the crowd. Jiang Huaixu stopped talking and took a closer look. Zheng Yuan was being chased and beaten by his father.

It seems that Jiang Erlang, 'other people's child', has done a good job, and Zheng Yuan has not had time to trouble her in the past two days.

Jiang Zhengmao, who was being nagged by Jiang Huaixu, pulled his beard and finally had some time to breathe. As soon as his hand was loosened, two more beards fell off.

Although what Xu Yatou said sounded reasonable, he heard it in a fog, which was even more difficult to understand than a monk chanting sutras.

No, we have to think of a way.

Jiang Zhengmao said kindly: "Girl Xu, I have listened to what you said. Why don't you go and have a heart-to-heart talk with Brother Zheng? Our Shili Village, Zhengjia Village, and Dahuai Village may seem friendly on the surface, but in fact they are secretly at odds with each other." Woolen cloth.

Then Mr. Zheng... I'm not as good as your uncle or me. I've grown so old in vain that I can't even control the people in my own village. It's just for your sake that they are so honest now. , What are you doing for me? Why don’t you go talk to your Grandpa Zheng and ask him to stop being so soft and easy to talk to..."

Jiang Huaixu: "..." The uncle didn't understand what she just said.

When she talked about foreign troubles, the uncle was only thinking about domestic troubles. Forget it, it wasn't the first time he didn't listen carefully. Anyway, they were all problems they were facing now.

"Uncle." Jiang Huaixu pointed to the group of people not far behind their team and said directly: "If those people come to get close, be careful."

Jiang Zhengmao squinted his eyes and just saw the group of people clearly, and opened his mouth to say something, but his little niece had disappeared.

"Girl Xu, did your uncle tell you when we will leave?"

Second Mistress asked Jiang Huaixu from a distance.

Jiang Huaixu quickly ran to the Second Grandma and said reproachfully, "Second Grandma, your feet are worn out like that. Why are you in such a hurry? Have a good rest. Do you have any leftover ointment I gave you? You can apply it well." , apply it after applying..."

The second grandmother pulled Jiang Huaixu's arm and said with a smile on her face, "You girl, you have endless worries all day long."

She lowered her voice and said, "Your mother is here. She is embarrassed to tell you that she is not feeling well right now. I am worried that she will not be able to bear it if I leave too early."

that?

Jiang Huaixu, who had been out of her menstrual period for a long time, took a while to realize it. She had forgotten that so many women in the team were about to menstruate. She had never heard anyone mention this along the way, so she actually mentioned it to her. forget.

"Second Grandma, stop working so hard. I'm going to see how my mother is doing."

"Eh."

Jiang Huaixu came to Qian Xiuzhu and saw her sitting on her luggage. Except that her face was a little pale, she looked the same as usual.

But when he got closer, he found that Qian Xiuzhu's body was shaking slightly, and he didn't know whether it was cold or pain.

She picked up Qian Xiuzhu's wrist and checked her pulse.

This action woke up Qian Xiuzhu who was resting with his eyes closed, "Sister Xu? Why are you here...Why are you checking my pulse?"

"Mom, why didn't you tell me that you weren't feeling well? I can even see my sister-in-law's illness, and so can yours."

Qian Xiuzhu smiled bitterly and leaned on the luggage, "It's an old problem. It hurts when I was a girl. I heard your grandma said that it doesn't hurt after giving birth to a child. But after giving birth to several children, it still hurts. Mom is used to it. .”

"This problem can be treated, mother. I happened to have a lot of medicine residue saved, and I have all the medicines I need. Why don't I spend some time in the future making medicine for you to nurse it back to health, so that it won't hurt so much next time."

Qian Xiuzhu was a little hesitant. She could bear the pain, and besides, it was not convenient to prepare medicine for someone who had to eat and sleep in the open.

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Jiang Huaixu said warmly: "I just want to teach Afu how to recognize medicine, and also let her learn how to boil medicine. It won't waste much time."

After such a period of time, Qian Xiuzhu also understood the temperament of her little girl. She was big-headed and decisive, and even nine cows couldn't pull her back from her decision, so she nodded with a smile and agreed.

After settling the matter, Jiang Huaixu looked around like a thief, leaned close to Qian Xiuzhu and whispered: "Mom, are you using a menstrual belt?"

Qian Xiuzhu's tanned face turned red, she pursed her lips and nodded quickly.

It feels a little weird...as if the roles of mother and daughter are reversed.

Jiang Huaixu felt that there was nothing bad to say about this kind of thing, and asked curiously, "Is it filled with plant ash? Won't it soak through?"

Qian Xiuzhu felt even weirder. With this question, could it be that my little girl had never used a menstrual belt in her previous life? Or...when I was still young...

Her eyes darkened, and she managed to gather her energy and explained the details to Jiang Huaixu in detail.

So Jiang Huaixu learned that the menstrual belt can not only be soaked, but can be washed and reused after being taken off. Not only can plant ash be stuffed in it, but cotton can also be stuffed. As for the cloth used, there are coarse cloth and fine cloth... Listen Jiang Huaixu felt that he had learned a lot but at the same time felt aversion to cold.

Rough utensils, poor conditions, and painful menstruation, they were always ashamed to talk about this kind of thing. They themselves felt that it was a dirty thing, and they could only bear all the pain alone.

Compared with women of this era, she should be grateful that she has a system - but deep down she feels that celebrating her differences at this time is like gloating.

"Mom, I have something better to use. You don't have to change it too often with this one."

Qian Xiuzhu's eyes lit up, then darkened again. She stroked Jiang Huaixu's head and said with a smile: "Axu, you are also a woman. You will come to Kuishui every month like my mother. You should keep those things." Use it yourself, mother is already used to it."

Jiang Huaixu's heart was shocked, and a warm current that she had never experienced since coming to this world passed through her heart. She had never felt this way before when Qian Xiuzhu spoke for her or argued for her for others.

"Mom, I'm still young, and those things are enough for our whole family...except for dad and brothers."

Qian Xiuzhu was made to laugh, and her face turned a little red.