squeamish bag [rebirth]

Widow Zhao's face suddenly turned ugly, and she looked at the other villagers.

The other villagers wanted to say something, but they couldn't say a word for a pair of dark eyes that went up to the upstairs scene, and they all left on the pretext of something at home.

Widow Zhao was anxious, "You guys will suffer bad luck if you do this, don't come to me if something goes wrong!"

After leaving the words, Widow Zhao gave Lou Jing a vicious look and left.

Soon, the villagers were all gone, and only Yan Laoshi was left standing there with an old blushing face and an embarrassed expression, "Lou Orion, you, don't blame them, they will only do it when they are too scared." This kind of thing..."

"Just because you're afraid, you want other people's lives?" Lou Jing asked.

Yan honestly faltered for a long time, but couldn't say a word of rebuttal. Anyway, they were indeed at fault first——

"Hey, I will talk to them well when I go back, and I will definitely give you and Yan Qing justice!" Speaking of Yan Qing, Yan Laoshi couldn't help but say: "Yan Qing...you take him to see the doctor first Well, let’s wait for him to recover from his injuries.”

"kindness."

What is urgent is that Yan Qing's injury is more important.

After seeing off Yan Laoshi, Lou Jing immediately went into the thatched hut. He picked up Yan Qinghe on his back, then looked at the two children and said, "You two stay at home. I'll take your brother to see the doctor..."

"I'm going too!" Yan An hurriedly hugged Lou Jing's thigh, fearing that he would leave him behind.

Yan Ning pursed his lips tightly. Although he didn't speak, his hands were tightly clutching Yan Qinghe's sleeves, obviously he didn't want to stay at home either.

Lou Jing was silent, and compromised: "Then you guys go with me."

"En!" Yan An and Yan Ning nodded earnestly, there were still wet tears on their stubborn faces.

A group of three walked on the white snow, leaving long footprints. Along the way, Lou Jing worried that the two children were too young to walk, but the two twins didn't complain a word or say they were tired.

Soon, they arrived at the only old doctor's house in the village.

When the old doctor saw that it was them, he didn't say anything, and came to ask a doctor with a medicine box.

After a long while, the old doctor smiled and said: "The injury on the back of his head is not serious. I will prescribe some decoction, you take it back and decoct it for him. Take it for three days in a row and it will be fine! As for the burn on his face... use pork fat to treat it." Fried willow white skin can be made into ointment and applied externally!"

Lou Jing thanked the doctor and paid the corresponding consultation fee, and then he took Yan Qinghe on his back and took the two children back to the thatched hut.

……

Yan Qinghe was awakened by a strong, terribly stinky smell of medicine.

As soon as he opened his eyes, two cheers sounded in his ears: "Brother is awake...Brother is awake..."

Yan An jumped out of bed excitedly, and rushed out in a hurry, while Yan Ning tightly clutched Yan Qinghe's sleeve, staring at him without blinking.

"Huh?" Yan Qinghe reacted slowly, "I... am I still alive?"

"Yes, brother Lou saved brother!" Yan Ning said timidly.

Brother Lou?

Yan Qinghe sorted out Yan Qing's memory carefully, and it took him a while to realize that the elder brother Lou that Yan Ning was talking about should refer to Lou Orion, the original husband.

This era is really open, two big men can still get married!

Yan Qinghe was engrossed in his thoughts when suddenly a shadow enveloped him. He raised his head and met a pair of deep, bottomless black eyes, "Brother Lou?"

Hearing Yan Qinghe's address, Lou Jing frowned, and said seriously, "You used to call me Big Brother Lou!"

"Oh!" Yan Qinghe responded indifferently.

Brother Lou, Brother Lou, is there a difference?no!

He likes to hear people call him Big Brother Lou, so he should call him Big Brother Lou!

"Brother Lou, you saved me?" Yan Qinghe asked.

Lou Jing gave a taciturn 'En', and then handed the medicine to Yan Qinghe, "Drink the medicine!"

Yan Qinghe just wanted to reach out his hand, but when he looked at the yellowed and cracked bowl, and then at the dark soup with a strange smell, he really couldn't put his mouth down, "Let's put it away first, I'll come back later." drink."

"The medicine is effective only when it's hot, drink it now!" Lou Jing looked at Yan Qinghe stubbornly.

The corners of Yan Qinghe's lips twitched, and when he was still looking for a reason to refuse, Yan An, who came in behind Lou Jing, stood up and said solemnly: "Brother, the medicine won't work when it's cold, you have to drink it while it's hot to hurt you." Only then can it be good!"

Being told by a kid, Yan Qinghe felt a little ashamed, he coughed dryly, resisted the psychological and physical discomfort, took the medicine and poured it into his mouth——

"puff!"

so bitter!

As soon as the medicine was imported, Yan Qinghe spat it out. The medicine was so bitter that his tongue went numb from crying!

"This medicine is too bitter, I won't drink it!" Yan Qinghe put the bowl aside, not going to cooperate.

Lou Jing frowned, and his voice unconsciously carried a bit of order, "You must drink this medicine!"

Yan Qinghe grew up so old, no one dared to talk to him like that, and no one dared to force him to do things he didn't want to do!

"I won't drink it!" Yan Qinghe straightened his neck and met Lou Jing's eyes.

A coldness flashed across Lou Jing's face!

"You have to drink if you don't want to!" After speaking, Lou Jing approached Yan Qinghe with a medicine bowl in his hand, and unexpectedly pinched his chin.

"Uuuuuuu..."

What do you want to do?

Yan Qinghe stared fiercely at Lou Jing with his eyes wide open.

"Drink the medicine!" Lou Jing dropped the two words expressionlessly, and poured the medicine into Yan Qinghe's mouth without hesitation.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Yan Qinghe couldn't break free, so he could only be forced to gulp down. The bitter taste filled his mouth, and his face wrinkled in pain.

After Lou Jing made sure that he had swallowed all the medicine, he let go of his hand.

The moment he let go, Yan Qinghe couldn't restrain his physical discomfort any longer, and lay down beside the bed and retched.

Bitter, bitter to death for him!

"Ugh..." He retched for a long time before he calmed down and stared at Lou Jing angrily, "What's wrong with you, why do you force me?"

This thing is black and smeared, and I don't know what medicine it is made of.

Yan Qinghe wiped his mouth and stared at Lou Jing again and again, expressing his dissatisfaction.

However, Lou Jing didn't even look at him, "I'll cook!"

He left a word and limped out.

"What attitude!" Yan Qinghe blushed with anger, he struggled to get out of bed, trying to chase him out and argue with Lou Jing.

Yan An quickly hugged his thigh, and said softly, "Brother, this is the scald ointment that Brother Lou specially made for you. Your face is burnt, please apply the medicine quickly..."

"My face is burned..." Yan Qinghe was dumbfounded: "I am disfigured? Mirror mirror... bring me the mirror..."

Yan An quickly brought the bronze mirror and handed it to Yan Qinghe.

Looking at the yellow and thin face in the bronze mirror, Yan Qinghe felt infinite sadness in his heart. His face was so handsome before, but his face now... can't be described in words.

His face was shriveled and shriveled, and now he was burned——

Yan Qing and the whole person are not well.

Yan An looked at Yan Qing and Lonely's appearance, and couldn't help but said: "Brother, don't worry, the doctor said, you just need to apply medicine every day, and when the wound scabs off, you will be fine!"

"Really?" Yan Qinghe didn't believe it.

The current medical technology is so backward, can the wound on his face really heal?

"No scars?" Yan Qinghe asked.

Yan An said with determination, "No!"

"Oh!" Yan Qinghe took the burn ointment and wiped it meticulously.

Hey, it's not good-looking at first, and it will be even more ugly if it leaves scars.

Being handsome is a little bit, he still needs face!

I don't know what the ointment is made of. It smells weird and feels greasy to the touch. After Yan Qinghe put it on, the stinging face seemed to be less painful.

Feeling, there is still some effect!

Yan Qinghe put the scald ointment away, and when he turned around and saw the two children were still in the room, he cleared his throat and said, "If it's okay, you guys go out and play!"

He wanted to be alone, quietly.

The two children shook their heads and said in unison: "We won't go out to play, we will accompany brother."

There was a stiff smile on Yan Qinghe's lips, he...he doesn't need to accompany him!

"I'm hungry, go and see how brother Lou's cooking is going!"

As soon as they heard that their brother was hungry, Yan An and Yan Ning ran out immediately without delay.

Looking at the two thin figures running so fast, Yan Qinghe couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was so sensible at such a young age, he was quite similar to him.

He was so sensible when he was a child!

Yan Qinghe selectively forgot the scene where he often hugged his grandfather's thigh and rolled around coquettishly.

After reminiscing about his childhood, Yan Qinghe remembered his current situation.

Poor and poor, penniless, with two younger brothers waiting to be fed, and a crippled husband——

It's a hard day!

The top priority, besides treating his face, he also had to think about how to make money.

Look at the thin children Yan An and Yan Ning, he has to make money quickly to make them fat for nothing!

Just as he was thinking about it, Yan Ning suddenly rushed in, "Brother, the meal is ready!"