"Auntie, you coughed......"

I thought that the old man was choking on peas, but I didn't think about the old man's cough, and he coughed for a while before stopping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Seeing that her face was very bad, Wan Ling reached out and patted her shoulder with concern.

"It's okay, my aunt just sat for a while last night, and she choked on eating peas just now. It's okay, cough, cough...... I'm going to drink a saliva......"

Wan Ling was filial to her daughter, and Aunt Lin had a rare smile of relief on her ordinary face, comforting her kindly. He coughed again, coughed and got up to pour water.

"Auntie, come, drink saliva to moisten your throat......"

Wan Ling stopped the old man from getting up in time, went to the side of the table to get a bowl, and poured some water from a teapot made of black porcelain, which was also in good condition at home, and brought it to her.

"Well, it's really well-behaved...... Aunt Lin was even more pleased with her well-behaved and sensible, and reached out to pick up the porcelain bowl she handed her.

"Auntie, why are your hands so hot? Wait, you'd better not drink this cold water, I'll go and make you a bowl of ginger soup and tea, you should be cold. Drinking cold water is getting worse and worse for your body. ”

Wan Ling saw that the old man was reaching out to take the bowl from him, and then turned around and sneezed again, although the old man turned his head to the side in time. Seeing that the old man had a runny nose, and when she received the water, she touched her own hand, and the scorching heat on the old man's hand.

Let her be frightened and stop the old man from drinking water, took the black porcelain bowl in her hand and put it aside, and reached out to touch her forehead, which was also very hot. Judging by her runny nose, sneezing and fever, she should have caught a cold.

Although there were no cold medicines in this era, she didn't know anything about herbal medicine. When she was a child, she was at her grandmother's, as long as she was slightly cold, her grandmother would always cook her a bowl of hot soup with ginger slices and green onions for her to drink.

Although she didn't know if it was appropriate for her to do so, she turned to the old man and went to boil water in a pot without oil, and put some ginger and green onions.

Anyway, there are still some gingers at home, and some wild onions are enough to sweat, she put half a bowl of water together, and boiled until the green onions are a little rotten, and then she served a bowl to the old man.

"You kid, you really have a heart. I just felt chills, nothing, Ah Chirp...... "Seeing that she is so considerate and fast, she quickly made this soup." Although Aunt Lin was a little chilled, she still took the hot ginger soup she brought to herself, looked at her and said another chirp.

"Auntie, it's better to wear more clothes, and after drinking these soups, you can go back to your room and cover the quilt and sleep well, and your sweaty body will naturally be easier."

The old man was like this, and the evening bell thoughtfully returned to the room where he slept and took out the cotton clothes that the old man had brought with him that night, which seemed to be made of fine cotton, although this cotton clothes were very thin, it should have been washed many times, and a few patches were sewn on it. It could be seen that the old man cherished this dress very much, so she took it out and draped it over the old man's shoulders to admonish her.

"I'm getting older, and I don't need to toss anymore. It's okay, it's better for my aunt to drink a bowl of ginger soup, I want to embroider these things before Liu Qing arrives, and if I embroider more, I will sell it for a penny more, right? Ahh......h

The sensibility of the evening bell and the concern and explanation of himself. Although the words she said were very simple, Aunt Lin felt a rare heartwarming. Tugged at the clothes she had draped over her shoulders, drank the ginger soup in her hand and said with emotion, as she spoke, another sneeze.

"Auntie, I think you'd better sleep for a while after drinking. The body is the capital, no matter how much you have, you have to be in good health to earn it slowly, you don't have to embroider these, go to sleep for a while. ”

She sniffled, grabbed a handkerchief made of rare coarse cotton that seemed to be embroidered by her, wiped her nose, and drank the soup. Seeing that the old man went to get the needle and thread again, he took the needle and thread from the old man's hand and her needle basket and explained to her, and almost pushed her to go to the back room to sleep.

"This child, this ......" The villain rarely has a stubborn and strong side, knowing that she is for her own good. But Aunt Lin thought that she was just a little chilled, and her body was really warm after drinking ginger soup, although she pulled her to get up, she still talked about her with disgust.

"If the child tells you to go to sleep, you feel a little hot when you slept last night. Ling'er, I'll get up and cook for you, get two cakes for you to eat on the way. ”

Aunt Lin's annoyance that she wanted to continue to go back to do things was heard by Uncle Yun in the back room. In fact, Uncle Yun woke up as early as when the two of them were talking about what they were eating, and when he heard Wanling say that his mother-in-law was unwell, he couldn't help but say to her at that time.

Saying that, there was all the sound of dressing inside, so he dragged his shoes and buttoned the long cardigan coat outside and said to the evening bell.

"Uncle, I'd better do it myself. It's still early, you and your aunt will go to sleep for a while, and your aunt will go back to the room. ”

Seeing Uncle Yun's voice, Aunt Lin's expression was a little helpless, but she followed her gesture to the door of the room. The curtain behind the door was lifted, and when Uncle Yun arrived, he said this to the old man, Wan Ling chuckled and looked at the sky outside the door behind him, it was still early, and said, and at the same time chuckled at Aunt Lin beside him.

"Okay, then you go and sleep a little longer. I'm going to light the fire for the girl, so that she won't be busy alone, and it's not good to get ready early, so it's not good for people to wait. ”

Evening Bell said this and turned to the kitchen. Uncle Yun looked at his wife's face with abnormal flushing, reached out and touched her forehead, feeling that her forehead was indeed a little hot, said to her thoughtfully, and turned to go out.

"Alas......" Aunt Lin really felt unwell. Thinking that the people of Liu Qing's family had said it before, although they were a little embarrassed, thinking that he had already gotten up, he still looked at the back of the man who said that he had turned around and went back, and went back to the room.

This time I went back to the room and covered the quilt, I didn't know if it was really uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but I also drank some hot soup and warmed up and felt comfortable, she quickly fell asleep again.

"Uncle, I can do it myself, you still go to accompany your aunt, if she drinks water or something, there is someone around to take care of her."

Wan Ling thought about going to the market town today, although she hadn't thought about going to the market town to get dry food, and this family had this condition. Although there are some rice noodles now, there are very few, and last night my aunt rolled out a meal of noodles for the first time.

Seeing that there were no two bowls of noodles left in the noodle bag, she hesitated and dug out half a bowl. was mixing water with noodles, watching Uncle Yun come out with him, washed his face and went to the stove to wait for himself to make a fire. The thoughtfulness and concern for the old man, and the concern reminded him of Aunt Lin.

"She's asleep now, it's fine. Do you know how to make? Otherwise, I'll help you brand. ”

Watch her take a lot of water and get it into the dough at once, and the whole thing will be battery. I don't know what kind of bread she wants to eat, seeing her do this, Uncle Yun asked in surprise at her approach, and said with pity in his eyes.

"Uncle, I'm going to cook this cake, you'll know later."

The old man said this, and the evening bell chuckled smugly, and said that Ma Li stirred the batter in his hand.