Defeat natural disasters with farming

Because the Ye family and the Wu family are neighbors after all, so when the next day dawned, Mrs. Ye went to the next door. When she arrived, she found that the village chief and Mr. Hao and his daughter were there.

There was still a bad smell in the courtyard of the Wu family, and there were many yellow, yellow and white traces on the ground. Mrs. Ye deliberately avoided those places and walked to Dr. Hao. As she approached, Dr. Hao's voice became louder. It's getting clearer.

"Didn't you say that she can only rest in bed? Why did you let her go out alone? It's all right now. It was just a dislocation, and it will be healed after a month's rest after reset. Now the foot is broken. The bones in this place are extremely fragile. I don’t know if it will recover in the future.”

Dr. Hao said angrily that this kind of patients who don't follow the doctor's orders is the most troublesome type.

And that's not the most important thing.

"It was so cold last night, how long did Mrs. Wu stay outside?"

The Wu family looked at each other, and finally Wu Zhaodi replied: "I was supposed to take care of my grandma last night, but Shi Shi suddenly had a headache in the middle of the night, so my grandma asked me to take care of Shi Shi. I don't know when she went to the toilet. , and when it fell, there was no sound at all, and it was only when my mother went to the toilet that she realized that she had fallen."

Counting the time, Mrs. Wu stayed in the latrine for at least half an hour.

Dr. Xiao Hao answered at this time: "I just checked her body and found a bag on her head. I guess she hit the ground when she fell and lost consciousness immediately, so I didn't call for help."

Dr. Hao sighed, "She suffered from the cold, and now she has signs of a stroke. In the future, she may have symptoms such as general weakness, crooked face, and slurred speech. It is difficult to completely cure this disease, and at most it is to alleviate the symptoms."

After hearing this, Mrs. Ye was startled. It's not that she has never seen someone who had a stroke, but she never thought that Mrs. Wu would also have a stroke.

The medicinal materials needed to treat stroke are not cheap, and even if you really take medicine every day, it is hard to say how effective it will be. After all, it has never been heard that people who have stroke can really be completely cured.

Wu Dalang was completely dumbfounded now, he stammered and said, "How could this happen? Didn't you just stay outside for a while?"

Dr. Hao glanced at him, then frowned, "Why don't you try standing outside for half an hour in wet clothes?"

This sentence made Wu Dalang speechless.

"The ointment that needs to be applied to fractures is not cheap. It depends on whether you want to buy it. If you don't want to, you can only shape it with a wooden board and wait for the bone to grow by itself."

This kind of ointment is made from precious medicinal materials such as Dipsacus, Rhizoma Drynariae, and Dried Blood. The quantity is small and precious, so Dr. Hao does not have much stock in hand, and he needs to buy medicine from Huichuntang, so the price is very expensive up.

Dr. Hao never felt that Wu Dalang was willing to spend money on medicine.

As expected, Wu Dalang shook his head immediately when he heard that a dose of medicine would cost five taels of silver, "There's no need to apply the medicine, just fix it with wooden boards."

Seeing this, Dr. Hao didn't persuade much, but silently reset Mrs. Wu's ankle with his hands, and then fixed it firmly with a small splint.

Then he warned: "I will prescribe another prescription for treating stroke. The price is not that expensive. Remember to fry it twice a day and feed it to her."

The most effective prescription for treating stroke is Xiaoxuming Decoction. Of course, the Wu family cannot afford the ingredients in this prescription. After all, it contains a medicine called ginseng, so Dr. Hao prescribed another cheaper one for them. little bit.

Wu Dalang paused, then turned to his wife and said, "Hurry up and get some medicine with Dr. Hao."

However, when Wang heard this, he hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her appearance, Wu Dalang asked impatiently, "Speak quickly if you have something to say."

Mrs. Wang shrank her neck and said in a low voice, "I don't know where my mother put the money."

"Wait a minute." Wu Dalang's face darkened, because he found that he didn't even know where his mother hid the money.

He came out after a while after entering the house. When he came out, he was holding a money bag. This was not the money collected by Mrs. Wu, but the private money hidden by Wu Dalang himself.

In this case, you can only use his first.

He handed the money bag to Mrs. Wang, who took it and trotted away after Dr. Hao.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Mrs. Ye got up and went home, and told her family about it as a joke during the meal.

After she finished speaking, she wondered: "Why did the old lady of the Wu family fall into the latrine?"

Aunt Ye put her hands in her hands, "Didn't she dislocate her foot? I guess her foot didn't make the upper body slip."

Ye Yu squatted aside and listened to them, not surprised in the slightest, maybe it was Mrs. Wu's strange behavior that made him mentally prepared.

Second Aunt Ye said, "Her stroke is not necessarily a bad thing."

The Ye family members nodded in agreement.

Indeed, at least it is a good thing for the four sisters of the Wu family.

It only took one day for the news of Mrs. Wu's stroke to spread throughout the village. The first reaction of all the villagers was to applaud after hearing the news. Some people who hated her said directly that it was her retribution.

During this period of time, all gossip in the village revolved around the Wu family, so Ye Yu listened to many old stories about Chen Zhima and rotten millet by the old lady Ye's side.

One of them sounds horrific, but if it is true, then Mrs. Wu's stroke really needs no sympathy.

It was a woman in the village who was on the front line of eating melons all the year round who told the story.

"Do you still remember that Mrs. Wu's daughter-in-law gave birth to a girl after giving birth to Laidi?"

Granny Ye nodded while nibbling on the pine nuts, "Remember, it's just that the child didn't survive because of premature birth?"

The woman shook her head and said mysteriously: "The child was born prematurely, but she was alive and well when she was born. She was drowned in the latrine by Mrs. Wu."

Mrs. Huang was taken aback, "How do you know this?"

"Because Mrs. Wu just wrapped the child in a straw mat and buried it in the soil. I just passed by and took a look at it." She clicked her tongue twice, and couldn't bear to say: "The little baby is full of blood. There is feces and urine all over the place, I don't know how Mrs. Wu is so cruel."

Mrs. Ye thought about it, and questioned: "It's still not right. Mrs. Wu already has four granddaughters, so it's okay to have one more, so I wouldn't do such a shameful thing."

It was Mrs. Huang who thought of something, "That girl is about the same level of premature birth as your brother Bao."

What she meant was that even if the girl was raised well, she might not survive, and even if she survived, she would be a medicine jar. If this was the case, Mrs. Wu might really be able to do this.

"You say this is retribution."

The woman's final conclusion made people feel terrified after thinking carefully. Ye Yu was not a firm atheist in the first place, let alone now that he encountered time travel and space, he was even more in awe of ghosts and gods. Retribution for such things Anyway, in his opinion, he would rather believe what he has than believe what he has not.

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"Lady!"

Zhaodi yelled several times before Laidi reacted.

"Ah, what's the matter, sister?"

"What's the matter with you recently? Why are you absent-minded every day?" Zhao Di asked suspiciously.

Laidi quickly shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, sister, why didn't you tell me?"

"Oh, you just go and feed our milk some medicine. I've already fried it and put it on the kang table."

After Zhaodi said this, she started to clean up the housework.

When Laidi heard this, she was stunned. She hesitated for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Sister, do you think our grandma is better now than before?"

Although their work of taking care of Mrs. Wu has increased a lot, it is obviously much better than being beaten and scolded by Mrs. Wu before, and recently their mothers cook, and they can eat at least [-]% full of every meal up.

When Zhaodi heard the question, she couldn't help but stop wiping the table. She touched her arm, "It's pretty good."

The younger sisters didn't know that her grandma had already started to find a matchmaker to talk about her marriage, and the lion asked the other party to take a gift of five taels of silver. If the family could agree to this condition, the man would have something wrong with him to some extent.

Among them, the condition that made her grandma most excited was proposed by a widower in his 30s. He proposed that he could get a gift of 20 taels of silver in one go, but the condition was that Zhao Di married and became a member of their family. It doesn't matter at all.

The widower's first wife was beaten to death by him. His wife's natal family took twenty silver from him and treated it as nothing happened. They only said that their daughter was unlucky and died of illness early.

That is a living life!I bought it for only 20 taels of silver.

If she hadn't eavesdropped on this, she probably thought that her grandma had found a good marriage for her until she got married.

And now at least her mother can tell her about a normal marriage.

Laidi seemed relieved when she heard Zhaodi's words, and she replied: "I also feel that life is pretty good now, so I'll go and give her medicine first."

When she was the only one left when she went out, Laidi's face gradually became expressionless. She had actually heard the sound of her grandma falling into the latrine. She wanted to ask someone to save her, but her grandma Cursing her as always, calling her a loser, complaining about why she wasn't drowned when she was born.

Hearing these words, she could no longer suppress the evil thoughts in her heart, and directly closed the door of the latrine tightly. She didn't think about it that much, after all, the sound of her breastfeeding was very loud, and someone at home would definitely hear it and come to rescue her , but he didn't expect his grandma to slip and fall on the bottom of the pit, and she lost her voice immediately. This is really even God can't understand her behavior.

Now that he has suffered a stroke and hemiplegia, it can be called a joy.

Laidi came into the room with the medicine in her hand, and after seeing her nanny's face with crooked mouth and slanted eyes, she couldn't help showing a hearty smile.

It is said that Potian has nothing to do with Ye Yu's family, so they just gossip and forget about it. Now their family is still busy making sticky bean buns.

The skin of sticky bean buns is made of their unique yellow rice noodles mixed with stick noodles. The so-called yellow rice noodles are the flour made from large yellow rice after soaking and drying.

After mixing the two types of flour, add water and ferment the noodles until the dough is successfully fermented until a faint sour smell can be smelled.

The filling of sticky bean buns is made of red beans or kidney beans. Ye Yu uses red beans at home. You only need to steam the red beans in a pot. At this time, you must pay attention to one thing, that is, the skin of the red beans cannot be steamed. When the red beans are cooked, grind them into red bean paste, sprinkle sugar into it, and finally use your hands to form the red bean paste filling into balls as big as your thumb.

After these two preparations are done, the bean paste stuffing can be wrapped with yellow rice noodles, wrapped into bean buns, put into a large pot covered with perilla leaves and steamed over high heat.

Granny Ye steamed fifty sticky bean buns this time. This amount is estimated to be enough to eat until next spring. Put the steamed sticky bean buns in a basket and freeze them outside for a day, and they will be hard. When are you waiting? If you want to eat it, you can directly take it in from the outside and put it on the pot to heat it up. This kind of sticky bean buns are delicious as long as they are dipped in sugar.

That night, their family ate sticky bean buns that had just been made and were still warm.

Neatly placed on the curtain, the appearance alone is particularly good-looking, the whole is yellow-white, and there is a green perilla leaf underneath.

Ye Yu admired it for a long time before biting off the skin of the sticky bean bun. As soon as he bit it, the hot bean paste flowed into his mouth. It was delicious and sweet. It can even be drawn when clipped.

The texture of Nuojiji is a bit like rice cake, but softer than rice cake.

It is said that sweets can soothe one's mood, and it is true. After eating a sweet sticky bean bag, Ye Yu's bad mood these days immediately became clearer.

Such sweet and delicious delicacies are placed on the table, but Ye He always thinks about the oil.

"Grandma, the day after tomorrow is the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, can we make some oil to eat?"

Mrs. Ye was really frightened by him, so she had no choice but to respond: "I will do it for you tomorrow, and I have to go to the big fair on 28."

Only then did Ye He shut up in satisfaction, it was worthwhile for him to babble in front of his milk every day, and now he finally has something to eat.

"By the way, Brother Bao's birthday is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so let's have a good time this year."

Old lady Ye's words made Ye Yu, who was addicted to eating sticky bean buns, look up. His birthday happened to coincide with the Chinese New Year, so he didn't celebrate his birthday alone in the past few years, and always celebrated it with the Chinese New Year.

Mother Ye declined: "What kind of birthday does the child celebrate, not to mention Brother Bao's birthday is too big, so I have to press it down. Just cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him in the morning."

Mrs. Ye disagreed, "It was so simple in the past few years. Brother Bao has finally recovered a lot this year. This birthday must be made up."

Ye's mother didn't object when she heard this. What her mother said was very reasonable. She really felt that she had wronged the child for not celebrating Brother Bao's birthday in all these years.

In a few words, they set out what they needed to do in the next few days, and it happened that Boss Ye and Father Ye would be back tomorrow, so they had someone to do these things.

If he didn't pay attention, Ye Yu even ate two sticky bean buns. At first, he thought there was nothing wrong, but when he was sleeping, he realized that his stomach was uncomfortably full.

Therefore, he tossed and turned all night without really falling asleep, and when he woke up the next day, he looked even more sleepy.

He was so uncomfortable that he swore in his heart that he must eat sweets in moderation in the future!