I became a poor little sophora japonica in the courtyard

At six o'clock in the morning, the first thing Qin Huairu did when she got up was to test the mouth and nose of her little daughter Huaihua to see if she was still breathing.

She reached out her hand and was surprised to find that her little daughter Huaihua's breathing was very even. She touched Huaihua's forehead again and found that it was not as hot as yesterday.

This guy is so tough! It seems he got through it again this time.

Qin Huairu also breathed a sigh of relief! She got up and hurried to the coal stove to make breakfast. Banggeng had to go to school today. She cooked a pot of porridge with some cornmeal, heated up a few leftover steamed breads, and served them with a dish of pickled vegetables. This was a decent breakfast.

She put a pot of porridge on the coal stove, opened the door and went to the public pool in the yard to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Jingyi only felt a cold wind blowing across her face, and she shivered and woke up.

Damn! Do you still have a sense of public morality? Whoever went out didn't even close the door, and the only heat in the room was gone!

She huddled into the torn quilt and wrapped her arms tightly around herself. She had taken a special medicine to reduce the fever last night, and now that she had woken up, she didn't feel as bad as when she first came last night.

The fever has subsided a little, but it's not completely healed yet. I have to continue taking medicine! She covered her head with a torn quilt, opened the shopping platform interface, and called the platform customer service.

"Is the customer service here? Put the antipyretic and cold medicine in my mouth quickly." Jingyi instructed the platform customer service.

"Customer service is dedicated to serving users 24 hours a day. Sorry, the goods have been delivered to the user's station warehouse, and the user is required to pick them up and store them by himself." It was still a cold electronic voice.

"Where is the station warehouse? How do I get the things out?" Jingyi muttered to herself.

"The post warehouse and the shopping platform are tied together. Users need to calm down and search in their minds." The platform customer service introduced to her.

"Fuck! There really is one."

Jingyi calmed down and used her consciousness to feel, and indeed she found a white light spot. She touched it with her consciousness, and was suddenly pulled into a space. The area was as big as a room, and there were only three cardboard boxes lying alone inside.

She could see everything very clearly inside, but she couldn't find her own body. She knew that only her consciousness had entered the space, not her real body.

I'll have time to study it later. Go back and take medicine first, health is the most important thing.

She used her consciousness to break off two pills, took out a small bottle of glucose oral solution, and returned to her body.

She held two pills in her hand and stuffed them into her mouth with all her strength. She wanted to open the bottle cap of glucose oral solution again, but she couldn't exert any strength and kept sweating.

This body is still too weak! Today is the third day, and Sophora japonica has not eaten a single grain of rice yet, it would be strange if I have any strength!

She held the two pills in her mouth for a long time before finally swallowing them. The medicine was so bitter that it made her tongue numb!

Qin Huairu came in with a wash basin. She went into the inner room and called Banggeng to get up. Banggeng was lingering on the kang, and Xiaodang quickly got dressed and got off the bed first.

The first thing she did when she came out was to see her sister.

"Mom, come and take a look. Why is my sister's face covered with sweat?" Xiaodang screamed and quickly called her mother.

"Sweating is good! It means the fever is almost gone. Mom is going to work soon. I'll scoop out half a bowl of rice soup. Wait for it to cool down for a while and you can feed it to your sister." Qin Huairu answered casually.

She poured out half a bowl of rice soup before the porridge thickened. It was so watery that not even a grain of rice could be seen.

At this time, Banggeng also came out from the inner room. He had sleepy eyes and hadn't even buttoned his clothes.

"Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face! If you keep dawdling, you'll be late for school."

Qin Huairu pulled Banggeng over and buttoned his shirt again. Then she gave him an order and handed him the towel and washbasin.

Xiao Dang brushed his teeth and washed his face by the public pool. After finishing, he wrung out the towel and went into the outer room to wipe the sweat off his sister's face.

Jingyi was in a coma when she suddenly felt a chill on her face. She shivered with cold. She opened her eyes and saw a little girl of about seven or eight years old with pigtails standing in front of her, wiping her face with a cold towel.

This is Huaihua’s sister Xiaodang!

"Mom, my sister is awake."

Xiao Dang shouted in surprise. Her sister had been ill for three days, and she was also feeling uncomfortable. Since her sister learned to walk, she had been following her. The two of them were inseparable, and she was not used to it for a while without her sister.

"Feed her the rice soup when she wakes up. Mom is very busy now, please don't bother me anymore."

Qin Huairu began to put breakfast on the table. This morning meal was a race against time. If she was late for work, she would have no breakfast today.

Seeing that Qin Huairu was almost done with her work, Jia Zhang got up from the kang, picked up the washbasin and started to wash.

Qin Huairu scooped the thickest porridge to her son Banggeng, and took half a bowl of thin porridge for herself, which she drank in two gulps. She carried a cloth bag in one hand and a steamed bread made of two grains of flour in the other. She gave Banggeng another warning, then hurried out of the middle courtyard to go to work at the steel mill.

Xiaodang brought over the half bowl of rice soup on the table and began to feed her sister with a small spoon. After swallowing the warm liquid, Jingyi felt warm and comfortable in her stomach.

But she had a hard time eating now, and had to rest after swallowing two mouthfuls. As a result, by the time Xiaodang finished feeding her, Banggeng had already run away with his schoolbag on his back, and Jia Zhang had almost finished her breakfast.

There was only half a bowl of porridge left on the table, no steamed bread made of half a gram of flour, and not even a single pickled vegetable was left.

Jingyi finished half a bowl of rice soup and was sweating all over again. She felt exhausted and fell asleep again after closing her eyes. But she couldn't sleep well. She could hear the sound of a stool rubbing against the ground and the sound of footsteps, which made her heart beat fast.

Just as I was half asleep, it was already noon. Banggeng came home from school for lunch, and Qin Huairu also came home with food from the steel mill. There were vegetables in two lunch boxes and five white steamed buns in a cloth bag.

The sound of several people talking immediately woke Jingyi up. Xiaodang turned around and saw his sister opened her eyes and looked at them. He immediately ran over happily. He touched her forehead like an adult and asked about her health.

Qin Huairu heated up the food and brought it to the table. She came over and helped Jingyi sit up, and put her coat on her. But Jingyi was very weak now, and she fell down as soon as she let go of her hand and couldn't sit still at all.

Xiaodang grabbed the steamed bun on the dining table and ran over to put it into Jingyi's hand.

"What? Those are my steamed buns. Give them back to me!" Banggeng saw this and started yelling.

Jingyi held the steamed buns in her hands and quickly huddled under the covers. It wasn't that she was protecting her food, but if she didn't eat, she would starve to death sooner or later.

"You are so ignorant! My younger sister has not eaten for three days because she was sick. You are so old and don't know how to be humble?" Qin Huairu scolded her son Bang Geng.

Seeing that he was still making a fuss, Qin Huairu gave him her share and started to eat the steamed bread made of two grains of flour.

"Can the little girl finish it? Don't make her too full! Go and break off half for her." Jia Zhang spoke from the side.

How could one white flour bun be enough for her? She couldn't compete with her grandson for food, so she could only squeeze the little girl.

When Jingyi heard this, she huddled deeper into the bed. She wanted to finish the bun in two or three bites, even if she choked to death, she would not leave any for the old hag.