CHAPTER XXXVII

Zhao and Yan Xiaoqi were both shocked, but it was too late to run over in a panic, and the heavy bed board made a loud noise, pressing on Zhao Dazhuang's head in a daze. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Dad!" Zhao was completely dumbfounded, and only shouted involuntarily.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Feng ran out of the wood shop quickly, and found that it was his father who was pressed underneath, so he hurriedly called for helpers to move the bed board, but Zhao Dazhuang, who fell to the ground, was covered with blood, and the air came out more and less air in.

"Daddy, Daddy, how are you?" Zhao Feng knelt on the ground and held Zhao Dazhuang's head in his arms, panicked in his heart, but he didn't know what to do.

"Big brother, you quickly put your father flat and go and ask someone to come to the doctor." Yan Xiaoqi finally ran over with her little short legs, looking at Zhao Dazhuang with her head covered in blood, she didn't know what to do.

"Yes, yes, doctor, big pillar, you can help me get a doctor over." Zhao Feng looked at the young man who had just helped him lift the bed board, and his voice was pleading.

"Fengzi, the front medicine hall costs two taels of silver for Langzhong's visit, and it has to be paid first, I don't have that much money on me." The big pillar grabbed this head, slightly embarrassed.

There are many things that can become very troublesome when it comes to money. Two taels of silver is already a huge amount of money for the village households. Zhao Feng had no idea, so he could only move his eyes to Zhao, but Zhao was just an ordinary country woman, at this time, she was already frightened, and she had no idea, not to mention, they just went into the city to go around, and they didn't have much money on them at all.

The shopkeeper of the wood shop had already stepped out of the threshold, and when he heard the words of the big pillar just now, he turned around and was about to go back, but he was grabbed by Yan Xiaoqi, who was hand-sick.

"You are Uncle Zhou, I heard my father say that you are two years older than him." Yan Xiaoqi said, his big eyes were already full of tears, as long as his eyelids blinked slightly, the tears could slide down silently, looking at how sour and sour, how pitiful and pitiful.

Shopkeeper Zhou looked at Yan Xiaoqi's hand depressedly, secretly hating his curiosity that he couldn't get rid of in his life, and it was too late to pretend not to see it!

"Big pillar, quick, find a wooden plank and carry your Uncle Zhuang to the medicine hall." Shopkeeper Zhou spoke calmly and commanded his men.

Da Zhuzi and Zhao Feng were like finding the backbone of the heart, they both came back to their senses, entered the hall and found a sturdy wooden board, carried Zhao Dazhuang up and were in a hurry to leave, but Yan Xiaoqi hurriedly stopped them.

She tilted her head, and the tears in her eyes gently slid down the corners of her eyes, although her face was yellow and thin, it also made her look even more pitiful.

"Uncle Zhou, there is no rice at home, my mother came to the city with me just to ask my father to ask for money to buy rice back, you say, what should we do if he is like this now?"

What to do? This question has nothing to do with him at all, right! Shopkeeper Zhou's eyebrows jumped fiercely, and he found that it would definitely not work if he didn't bleed today, so he turned around and shouted weakly inside: "Come to Shun, take two taels of silver for the big pillar." ”

A young man ran out of the lobby, holding two pieces of broken silver in his hand, and he didn't forget to glance at Yan Xiaoqi when he stepped out of the threshold, and then stuffed the silver into the big pillar's hand, and said angrily: "Remember to ask the shopkeeper of the medicine hall to open a voucher and come back, but you have to make an account." ”

The big pillar didn't care about anything with the silver in his hand, and the two of them lifted Zhao Dazhuang and ran towards the corner of the street, and Zhao followed the two of them in a panic and ran towards the medicine hall.

Yan Xiaoqi followed and ran a few steps, a thought flashed in her heart, she paused, turned around and walked into the carpentry shop, and found a Mazha to sit next to Zhou's shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Zhou didn't expect that such an honest farmer would have such a heart-warming girl, he was suddenly a little anxious in his heart, but there was no way, there were still customers in the store, he couldn't avoid it at all, and he had to do business.

Shopkeeper Zhou actually looked up to Yan Xiaoqi, she just saw too many news in modern times that migrant workers were injured and could not be compensated. Their family is already poor enough, if this Zhou shopkeeper hides, they don't want compensation, how can they live?

When the Zhao family came back from the medicine hall with red eyes, they found that Zhao Dazhuang's condition was really not very good, the injury on his head was too serious, and he had been delayed for a long time before, and the bleeding finally stopped, but from then on, he couldn't do any heavy work.

This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to a village family like them, losing a major labor force.

After that, he dragged on, pushed and pushed, but because Yan Xiaoqi had been pulling the shopkeeper Zhou, he really had no choice but to ask the owner for instructions, and gave Zhao three taels of silver to finish.

But in this time and space, seeing a doctor and grabbing medicine is a bottomless pit, and these three taels of silver are saved, and it is not enough for two months' medicine money, not to mention that Zhao Dazhuang is so badly injured.

The two happily entered the city, but the four of them returned to the village in despair, Old Man Liu looked at Zhao Dazhuang who was carried into the car, only shook his head and sighed, exempting the family of four from the car fee.

After a few autumn rains, day by day colder than day by day, after Zhao Dazhuang came back, he has been bedridden to recuperate, but his physical condition is up and down, the wound on his forehead is always not good, and he is prone to fever and infection when the wind blows.

Something happened to the Zhao family here, and the mother's side got the news, and the younger brother of the Zhao family rushed over early in the morning with his daughter-in-law and baby.

"Eldest sister, brother-in-law, what's wrong? The person who brought us the message was so scary that my mother fell ill when she heard it. Sun took Zhao's hand with one hand and wiped the corner of his eye with the other.

On the side, Sun Da'an couldn't avoid suspicion, and looked at the appearance of the eldest sister and brother-in-law now, and his eyes were red.

Zhao's eyes were blank and let Sun pull her, she was like Xianglin's sister-in-law during this time, when someone came, she would chatter about the situation of the day, crying while talking, and her originally transparent eyes began to be cloudy.

The adults were frowning in the room, and Yan Xiaoqi sensibly lit a fire to boil water in the side room to cook. After Zhao Dazhuang's accident, life was even more difficult, he could still eat brown rice once a day, but now he drinks porridge with few rice grains twice a day.

In the autumn, she pulled Yasuda to dig a lot of wild vegetables, which were originally flooded for an occasional change of taste, but now these wild vegetables have become the main dish, she looked at the clean rice bowl, there are outsiders, what should I do for lunch?

Sun Bei wandered around the courtyard, looked around, and then walked slowly into the side room.

Since Yan Xiaoqi's involuntary excretion in infancy was encountered, he has not been able to face himself for many years, and he can't wait to pinch her to death. But on the contrary, the children of the Zhuang family have been wearing open crotch pants since they were young, and no matter how many times he protests, it is useless.

Wandering around with little Ding Ding every day, he felt that he already had a shadow in his heart, this time in the demon world, how could it be good?

So, every time Yan Xiaoqi followed Zhao back to his parents' house, he hid as much as he could. First, everyone is still a child, and there are some things that can't be rushed, and then there is that he is a devil, showing a little Ding Ding in front of Yan Xiaoqi...

Give him a copy of the One Hundred and Eight Styles of Death Dafa, and let him pick a favorite posture!

So no matter what the mission of his trip was, he couldn't accept this series of "accidents".

This is the first time he appeared in front of Yan Xiaoqi after he was dressed neatly, he carefully looked at this noble celestial girl, short stature, sparse yellow hair, yellowed and sunken cheeks, and only a pair of big eyes with a watery soft light at any time, which made people feel good when they saw it.

He still can't be in a hurry, Sun Bei held on to the door frame, thinking in his heart, he would hit with one shot, he didn't have many opportunities. Thinking of this, he turned around and went into the courtyard again.

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