Chapter Eighty-Eight: Should It Be Managed?
Gu Siniang ran and poured a glass of water and handed it to Gu Sizhuang, "Fourth Uncle drink a glass of water." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Thank you, Siniang." Gu Sizhuang smiled, took the cup and took a big sip of it, the warm water entered his body, and the drunkenness seemed to have eased a lot.
"Are you looking for me?" Gu Sizhuang smiled and put the quilt aside, looked at her and asked.
Gu Siniang climbed onto the chair next to him and sat down, and said with a smile, "There is indeed a matter, Fourth Uncle, do you know about the affairs of Zhao Wu's family in the village?" ”
Gu Sizhuang was a little stunned when he heard this name coldly, and after a slight reaction, he knew who she was talking about, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and his voice was also a little stern, "What are you asking about this?" ”
Gu Siniang hurriedly told him about her meeting with Xiaohuzi and giving him a steamed bun, "I'm just curious, why does Grandma don't want to mention it to this family." ”
"Where is your grandma not wanting to mention it, no one in our Lotus Village wants to mention them." After Gu Sizhuang finished speaking, he didn't forget to warn, "You are not allowed to associate with them, do you know?" ”
"What the hell is going on, why do you all say the same thing?" She put on a very curious look.
Gu Sizhuang was amused, reached out and touched her head, "You are so small, can you understand it?" ”
"How do you know if I understand if I don't tell me?" Gu Siniang's retort was reasonable, humming, if you talk about your actual age, you can be a few years older than him, the fourth uncle in his early twenties.
"It's nothing, Zhao Wu is the uncle of the Zhao generation in the village, and he is the same generation as your father and me. His two sons, the eldest son Zhao Cheng, is ten years old this year, and the younger son Zhao Ping should be three years old this year. Gu Sizhuang said.
Gu Siniang nodded, that Zhao Ping should be the little tiger she met today, "Then what's wrong with his family?" ”
Gu Sizhuang glanced at her, and then continued to talk about the affairs of the Zhao family, Gu Siniang sounded curious at first, but in the end she could only say that she was deeply helpless.
Zhao Ping was asserted by Xiangshi before he was born, and he was afraid that he would overcome his father and mother in the future, and Zhao Wu and his wife did not believe in evil, so they gave birth to the child.
As a result, during childbirth, Zhao Wang's dystocia increased hemorrhage, and he died without even having time to look at the child.
At that time, the eldest son was still young, the younger son had just been born, and Zhao Wu was pulling the two children alone. I don't know what's going on, Zhao Wu, who has always been in good health, soon fell ill, and he followed after more than a year.
The Zhao family saw that there were only two children left, because of the treatment of Zhao Wu, in more than a year, the little silver saved by the family had already been spent, and not only that, but also owed a lot of debts.
The Zhao family's old house was robbed, and the two children could only live in a grass hut in the far corner of the village.
At first, the people of the village also had a soft-hearted and occasional help to them, but the evil thing is that everyone who came into contact with them was more or less sick, so gradually no one dared to talk to them or approach them anymore.
After listening to the ins and outs of the matter, Gu Siniang didn't know how to feel, and her mood was a little complicated.
Coming out of Gu Sizhuang's house, she went directly back to her house, Chen glanced at the kitchen and shook his head, this kid didn't know what was wrong.
"Siniang seems to have something on her mind?" Ma glanced over the room and asked.
"I don't know, this kid always likes to think about things." Chen smiled, but didn't pay attention to it.
Ma looked in the direction of the house again, but didn't say anything.
This little episode was quickly forgotten in the hectic chaos of the twenty-ninth year.
Gu Siniang was sitting in the room, next to Gu Cuihua was talking to Gu Yuanniang and a few people, bursting out of laughter from time to time, she didn't know why, the yellow and thin face of the child just now always appeared in front of her, thinking to herself, his brother's illness doesn't know if it's serious, and nothing should happen to him during the New Year.
Thinking about it like this, she suddenly couldn't sit still, got off the ground and put on her shoes and went out, and Yuan Niang behind her was calling her, "Siniang, where are you going?" ”
"I'll go out and walk around." She replied and ran out the door.
She ran to the haystack where she had met the child, and stood for a while shaking her head and laughing, he had gone home, how could he run back. Just as he was about to turn to leave, he saw a thin figure running towards him in the distance.
"Sister, save my brother, please." The boy had a face up, his eyes were red, and he knew at first glance that he had just cried.
Gu Siniang sighed in her heart, isn't it bad for his brother?
She doesn't know what to do, this Chinese New Year, everyone wants to be auspicious, she told her family about it, being scolded is a trivial matter, basically the family will not agree to her to meddle in things.
"Sister, sister, please." When the boy saw that she did not speak, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, which startled her.
"Hurry up, I just have to figure out a way." Gu Siniang hurriedly pulled him up, and the helplessness in her heart finally turned into a long sigh, she still couldn't be ruthless.
"You take your sister home first, and we'll go see your brother first." After she finished speaking, she took the child's skinny little hand, and the two went to the thatched house where Zhao Cheng and Zhao Ping lived together.
It sounds like a house, but it sounds bad about a thatched shed, leaking on all sides, and there is nothing in it, only some haystacks are piled up in the corners, and the young man covered with a quilt at this moment has a red face and keeps coughing.
"Brother, brother." Xiaohuzi ran over, lay on the boy and began to shed tears, "I brought my kind sister here, she will definitely find a way to save you." ”
Hearing this, the young man opened his eyes and followed Xiaohuzi's line of sight, perhaps because he didn't have much strength, and quickly closed his eyes again.
"Brother." Xiaohuzi was suddenly frightened and kept reaching out to shake him.
"Little Huzi, don't move yet, sister will take a look." Gu Siniang walked over, patted Xiaohuzi on the shoulder, then squatted down, reached out and touched the young man's forehead.
Hyperpyrexia!
Not a good sign!
This was her first reaction, she frowned, turned her head and asked, "How long has your brother been burning?" ”
Xiaohuzi reacted for a moment and then sniffed and said, "It's been three days, my brother gave me the quilt at night, and it started to heat up in the morning." ”
Gu Siniang guessed that it should have become like this because she had a cold and had not been treated, to put it simply, it should be a severe cold, but she was not a doctor, and she had no medicine, so it was really difficult to do.
And the most important thing is that the thatched house they live in now is really unlivable, and good people in such a house are easy to freeze, not to mention Zhao Cheng's current appearance.
(To be continued.) )