Old things in Nancheng

In the middle of the night, Lin Zhilan felt that the temperature around her was very high, so she touched Wang Zimo in a daze, and was startled awake by the high temperature in her palm.Lighting the oil lamp, seeing Wang Zimo lying there panting heavily, his whole face flushed abnormally, Lin Zhilan's heart tightened all of a sudden.

In this day and age, medical conditions are really poor, and a typhoid fever can kill a person. When the doctor sees Wang Zimo, he always reminds him to be careful of Wang Zimo's fever. Cold in winter will cause internal heat, and wound inflammation will cause external heat. The combination is an extremely dangerous symptom.If the burn is too severe, even if you save your life, it will burn your brain.

Lin Zhilan was prepared after listening to the doctor's words, and quickly found some white wine in the box, lit the charcoal basin, took off Wang Zimo's clothes and wiped them from head to toe, over and over again.Wang Zimo slept very restlessly, his brows were tightly frowned, and he muttered something in his mouth. The alcohol content in this era is too low. Seeing that the effect was not good, Lin Zhilan was so anxious that she almost cried.

But tears are the most useless thing, it can only reflect people's fragility, and cannot improve things.Lin Zhilan was so anxious, she suddenly had an idea, took a basin outside, filled a basin of snow water and came back, leaned against the side of the charcoal basin to melt it, took a handkerchief soaked in snow water and wiped it for Wang Zimo.After doing this four or five times, Wang Zimo's brows finally relaxed, and his breathing became much calmer.

The danger finally passed, Lin Zhilan wiped away tears, only felt that her fingers were prickly, and Qianqian's jade fingers were frostbitten by the snow water.

The rooster crowed outside, and the sky began to light up. Lin Zhilan couldn't sleep anymore. After getting dressed, she started to decoct the medicine, and then took the bloody pants that Wang Zimo had replaced to wash by the river.

It was very cold in the melting snow, and the fierce wind was raging on the river bank. The river was covered with a thick layer of ice. She knocked it open with a basin and scooped up the biting snow water. .After only three or four breaths of effort, his hands were excruciatingly painful from the cold, and his movements were extremely stiff.

The washed clothes will soon freeze, so they can only be hung in the room, next to the charcoal basin to regain consciousness in their hands, then wake up Wang Zimo, wipe her face and give her medicine.

"Lan'er, take a break." Seeing that Lin Zhilan's face was not looking well, Wang Zimo took her hand and covered it under the blanket, preventing her from continuing to be busy.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Lin Zhilan lightly touched Wang Zimo's buttocks, and found that the wound was bleeding less than yesterday, presumably it was beginning to scab.

"It doesn't hurt, it's just hot and itchy." Wang Zimo grabbed Lin Zhilan's hand, not wanting his butt to be under Lin Zhilan's attention all the time.

"That means you're getting better soon." Lin Zhilan tucked the quilt up for Wang Zimo, and asked, "What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"I will eat whatever you do, don't waste your time."

Wang Zimo looked at Lin Zhilan's hands supporting his lower back, his steps were a little heavy, and his heart ached, but he couldn't help Lin Zhilan in his current situation, he could only take care of Lin Zhilan when he got better quickly by taking medicine.

There is rice and meat at home, but for a wound like Wang Zimo, chicken soup and fish soup are the best food supplements. The Shen family raised chickens, but Lin Zhilan didn't dare to talk to Liu's, but asked Yan'er to take her to a farm. I bought a chicken, found another farmer, and ordered two fish.

People who have never done it before don’t know how troublesome it is to eat a chicken. Liu Shi sat under the eaves to bask in the sun, watching Lin Zhilan’s clumsy movements, and said sarcastically: “The phoenix that landed is not as good as the chicken. Wife, look, you can't even clean up a chicken, it makes you crazy. Yan'er, you dead girl, you don't need to sweep the house, you don't need to wash the clothes, where did you die early in the morning, and you don't go to work! "

"Yan'er, you go, I can do it." Seeing that Yan'er was in a dilemma, Lin Zhilan refused to ask Yan'er to help.

Without Yan'er's help, Lin Zhilan became more and more helpless, and Liu Shi stabbed her from time to time, making Lin Zhilan look extremely embarrassed.Fortunately, the hard work paid off, after a whole morning, the delicious chicken soup was cooked, but when Lin Zhilan lifted the lid of the nest, she found that two chicken legs were missing.

You don't need to ask, you know who did it. Lin Zhilan was very tired and didn't have the energy to argue with Liu Shi, so she had to swallow this breath.

"Wang Zimo, is it delicious? This is the first time I've made chicken soup." Lin Zhilan fed the skimmed chicken soup to Wang Zimo, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"It's really fragrant, better than mine."

The chicken soup only put a little salt, added angelica, ginseng slices, bacon slices, ginger to remove the fishy smell, and skimmed the oil. It is naturally very smooth. Lin Zhilan just regrets that there are no green vegetables this season, so add more cellulose and minerals It is beneficial to Wang Zimo's illness.

"Eat more, I will cook fish soup for you tomorrow."

Wang Zimo looked at Lin Zhilan's messy hair and randomly took a copper hairpin and stuck it in. Her whole body was full of oily smoke, but her white and tender hands were a little red and swollen, and there were some red spots on the back of her hands. The guilt in her heart Make her unable to eat.

"Don't worry about it tomorrow, you have to have a good rest, or the child will not obey."

"What is this? There is food and drink, and the child is fine."

Having said that, Lin Zhilan ate very little. During the time when supplies were scarce, if she ate less, Wang Zimo could eat more and healed faster.

Just when the two were thinking about each other, the door opened slightly, and a small head came in.

"Brother, sister-in-law, can I come in?"

"Feng'er, come in quickly." Wang Zimo also loved Shen Feng's little brother very much. If Liu Shi was not too partial, Wang Zimo would have thought of paying Shen Feng to study.

The six-year-old Xiaoluotou, with a thick head and a thick head, and very well-behaved, opened his palms when he came in, and said, "Brother is sick, I stole a few pills from my mother, and the pain will not hurt after taking it."

Lin Zhilan looked at this heart-warming child, and said softly, "Feng'er is really good, but you can't take medicine casually."

Shen Feng lowered his head shyly, not daring to look at Lin Zhilan, he leaned against Wang Zimo's bed and said softly, "Sister-in-law is really pretty, she's prettier than the village chief's wife, she's prettier than elder sister."

"Feng'er, come, eat chicken." Lin Zhilan was very happy to be praised, and she didn't anger Shen Feng because of Liu's.

"I've eaten. My mother gave me a chicken drumstick for lunch. My elder brother is sick, so I will eat it."

Wang Zimo looked at Lin Zhilan suspiciously, Lin Zhilan shook her head at Wang Zimo, pulled Shen Feng to sit beside the charcoal basin, and said, "Eat, your elder brother can't eat that much."

After all, Shen Feng was a child. He looked at the pot of chicken greedily, swallowed, and shook his head with great difficulty: "Then sister-in-law eats, sister-in-law has a child in her belly."

"Eat it, my sister-in-law can't eat it either."

Under Lin Zhilan's gentle treatment, Shen Feng couldn't help eating a few pieces, but he thought of Wang Zimo and Lin Zhilan, so he didn't eat more.Lin Zhilan looked at the understanding Shen Feng, and felt that it was a miracle that a person like Liu could give birth to Prince Mo's three children. They didn't resemble each other at all. How did she do it.

After lunch, Shen Feng wanted to stay and talk with Wang Zimo, so Lin Zhilan brought him some candied fruit, and started busying herself again.

The household belongings need to be tidied up, the house needs to be cleaned, and there is a need to check what is missing, so that Chen Wangshu can go to the county town to help buy some.There are no green vegetables, but you can pick some wild vegetables in the field to make soup, and you can go to the village to find some fruits to buy.

Lin Zhilan didn't have much concept of money, but the simple villagers didn't set their prices on the ground. People in the Song Dynasty were still very pure in thinking, and not everyone was as interested in money as Liu was.

Under Lin Zhilan's careful care, the young Wang Zimo's wound healed very quickly, he no longer had a fever, and the wound was scabbed over, so he would be able to go to the ground soon.

The end of the year is approaching, and the men in corvée have come back one after another, and the village has become lively. If you have money or not, you always have to buy some New Year’s goods. If your family kills a chicken today, and tomorrow his family kills a pig, the whole family will definitely If you can't eat it, you usually only keep a few catties, and the rest will be sold for money.This was the happiest time for Lin Zhilan. She didn't need to kill herself, it was easy to buy some with the money and cook directly.

This day when Lin Zhilan came back with a piece of beef, Liu Shi saw it and said in a strange way: "You eat meat, prodigal bitch, the money I saved is for you to cheat and drink like this! I, Moer, will die! , it's worth serving her like you served your ancestors, but I, a mother, haven't even seen a scumbag."

Lin Zhilan didn't want to quarrel with Mrs. Liu, the country shrew's quarrel skills are not something civilized people can compete with.Seeing that Lin Zhilan was about to enter the kitchen, Mrs. Liu stopped her and said shamelessly, "Want to use the kitchen? Yes, bring the money!"

"I gave you the money!" Lin Zhilan is now somewhat aware of the prices here, and the two hundred dollars she gave is enough for her to use the kitchen for half a year.

"You burn this and that every day, and you run out of it." Liu said against her will.

"Don't think I don't know, a bundle of firewood in the county town only sells for five dollars, I only have half a month, how could I run out of it." Lin Zhilan said angrily.

"I said that it is used up when it is used up. You don't have to use it. If you want to use it, you must pay for it."

"Don't go too far. Zimo has been lying on the bed these days, and you haven't even glanced at her. After all, she is your own. What's wrong with using a kitchen!"

"I want you to take care of it! This is my house, don't you need to count the rent when you live here, what can two hundred dollars do!"

Liu Shi was extremely aggressive, and didn't care about Lin Zhilan's big belly. When she got excited, she pushed Lin Zhilan hard, and Lin Zhilan staggered and fell to the ground.

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Yan'er asked worriedly as she supported Lin Zhilan in time.

"I'm fine." Lin Zhilan shook her head. The fall just now was a bit severe, and she felt a dull pain in her stomach.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, just your poor life, the cold water didn't soak you to death, what's wrong with a fall." Seeing that Lin Zhilan's face was not looking well, Liu Shi let out a stern howl and hid in the house.

The quarrel was so loud, Wang Zimo naturally heard it in the room, she clenched her fists tightly, and the veins on her forehead burst out of anger, seeing Yan'er helping Lin Zhilan in, Wang Zimo hurriedly asked: "What's wrong, Where did it fall?"

"Don't move, be careful of the wound, I'm fine." Seeing that Wang Zimo was about to get up, Lin Zhilan supported her body and held Wang Zimo down.

Yan'er swept over Lin Zhilan's body, and found that there were red marks on her lower body, she was so frightened that she lost her soul: "Brother, sister-in-law is red!"