Chapter 9: The Lion Awakens
Half a month later.
"Forget my brother, take medicine." Qin Qing gently brought a bowl of rich and dark soup to Qin Wang's bedside.
Qin Wang lay there straight and motionless, his eyes staring straight at the roof, as if he had never rolled his eyes or blinked, and he did not react to Qin Qing's words.
He had been awake for a few days, and he had been in such a state for the past few days, not wanting to eat, drink, or talk, like a living dead, without the slightest bit of anger. He has always been like this, he can't move, he doesn't talk to others, he doesn't know how to eat, drink, and Lazar, and he completely relies on Qin Qing and Aunt Xiu to take care of him. The village chief and the lame man said that he was too sad, and Aunt Xiu simply said that he was stunned.
"Come, forget my brother, take medicine." Qin Qing sat down next to Qin Wang, holding the bowl in his left hand, and holding a spoon in his right hand, he put some decoction under his lips and gently cooled it, and then put it to Qin Wang's mouth.
Qin Forget didn't refuse, and obediently asked Qin Qing to pour the decoction into his mouth, and he didn't swallow it, and let the medicine flow into his throat naturally. A spoonful of decoction, a large part of it flowed down from the corners of Qin Wang's mouth, and flowed into his throat, Qin Qing seemed to be used to Qin Wang's state like this, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped the corners of Qin Wang's mouth. After drinking the decoction that was more bitter than Huang Lian, Qin Wu didn't even frown, and the whole person was as if he was unconscious and didn't know whether it was hot or cold.
"Forget my brother, don't be like this, okay. Everyone hopes that you will get better soon, and I don't want you to do this if Uncle Broken Mountain and Aunt Broken Mountain have spirits in the sky. As he spoke, tears fell again.
Qin Qing understood that his body was getting better day by day, and he should be happy, but how could he be happy when he was like this?
"How's the Forgotten Kid? Ahemγγγγγ The voice of the old village chief came from outside the door. He walked into the house, looked at Qin Wang's appearance, and sighed silently.
However, in just a few days, the old village chief has aged a lot, his hair is all white, the age spots on his face have completely covered his face, and even his eyes have completely lost their previous look. This former best hunter and most powerful figure in Qinjia Village is no different from an ordinary old man who is dying.
"Young girl, I've worked hard for you in the past half a month. You go out for a while, I have something to say to Brother Wang. The old village chief looked at Qin Qing kindly, this is really a good girl, she forgot her brother and fainted for half a month, and she waited for half a month without undressing. Boiling medicine and feeding, wiping the body and changing the dressing, taking feces and urine, it is not easy for a yellow flower girl.
"Hey, good village chief." Qin Qing agreed softly, packed up his things, and closed the door outside.
"Forget boy, do you hate my old man too?" As if knowing that Qin Forget wouldn't answer, he shook his head self-deprecatingly, and his flat tone was like an old man's own talk.
"I'm afraid no one has ever mentioned anything about your family." Without any consolation, the old village chief came up and said something that was unrelated.
However, this didn't arouse Qin Wang's interest in the slightest, his parents were gone, so what was the use of knowing this?
"If you want to say that your father is a native of Qinjia Village, he is a native of Qinjia Village. This kid has been much better than other children since he was a child. He is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is the best hunter in our Qinjia Village. However, he left home very early, and I heard your grandfather say that he was a soldier, but where he was a soldier and what kind of soldier he was, our village people don't know very well. Fifteen years ago, the Great Yan Dynasty had just been established, and that era was called chaos. The old village chief's tone was calm and long, and there was a fascinating way to tell this kind of historical event.
But Qin Forget still didn't even roll his eyes, looking indifferent. The old village chief couldn't help but sigh again, as if he felt sorry for Qin Wang, and as if he was lamenting the chaotic era.
However, he was not discouraged, and continued to muttered to himself: "The court has changed the sky, and the Cao family has replaced the Ji family, and the sky has changed." But these don't have much impact on our Qinjia Village, where Emperor Tiangao is far away, and the only one who has an impact is your father. He took your mother back to Qinjia Village covered in blood one night, when you were not born yet, and your mother was carried back by your father with a big belly. This frightened us, the old man looked at your mother, how do you look at it, how do you not look like an ordinary girl, she is surnamed Ji, the old man thought that your father was a soldier and married a royal daughter back. But we are afraid, what if the imperial court sends troops to kill the remnants of the previous dynasty? The whole village doesn't dare to let your father and mother live in Qinjia Village. Fortunately, your father swore to the sky that your mother was not the daughter of the Ji family, so we dared to accept it. Later, it was the Great Qi that attacked the Yan State, and it was ten years after a fight, and it only stopped five years ago, maybe the court couldn't take care of it, but it was fifteen years, and it was all right. The older people knew about it, and the whole village kept silent about it, for fear of causing trouble. β
Hearing what the old village chief said, Qin Wang's eyes rolled, no one had ever told him these words, and when he heard this, his heart was full of suspicions.
Mother's surname is Ji, what does it really have to do with the former Chao Ji family? But thinking about it, Qin Forget feels that he is in a hurry, and now that his father and mother are gone, what's the point of pursuing these things that he has and doesn't?
"You're getting more and more useless, why are you telling him all this now? Can he have a fart reaction? You see he's not there yet? "Listening to the voice, Aunt Embroidery is coming. There are also lame Langzhong and Qin Qing next to him. They tried to hold Aunt Xiu as they walked, but how could a lame woman and a little girl hold the strong Aunt Xiu.
When I looked at Aunt Xiu, she was actually holding a big basin in her arms, and half a basin of cold water in it was shaking non-stop.
"Mother, mother, I beg you, I really can't help you toss so much." Qin Qing kept begging with a crying voice.
"You crazy woman, do you want to kill Brother Wang'er? You go down to this basin of water, and forget that Brother Er has been designated to get typhoid fever, and now that he is weak like this, don't you want his life! The lame man was angry and anxious, and his lame leg made him swaying from side to side by Aunt Xiu, and it looked like he could fall down at any time, which was very funny.
"The old lady just wants his life, you look at him like a living dead, it is better to die and pull down. Qin Duanshan has been a hero all his life, how did he give birth to such a cowardly thing. Aunt Xiu angrily walked to the side of the bed and scolded at the same time.
As soon as he finished speaking, "Wow! A large basin of cold water covered his face and poured Qin Wang's head and body. This is the wax moon, the season when the dripping water turns into ice, Qin Wang was shivering when he was frozen, and the biting chill was like countless steel needles stabbing Qin Wang's bones fiercely, and like an ice knife, constantly cutting Qin Wang's flesh and blood.
"Little bunny, look at you bear-like. Why don't you just die and count the ball? Who are you worthy of? Are you worthy of your father and mother? Is it worthy of the old and young masters who are dead in the whole village? Is it worthy of the lame, worthy of this old immortal? Aunt Xiu crossed her waist with her left hand, pointed at Qin Wang's nose with her right hand, and scolded, and when she scolded the old immortal, she pointed at the old village chief fiercely.
The room full of people watched in amazement as Aunt Xiu's tigress wielded, Qin Qing wanted to rush over to change the quilt for Qin Wang, but was stopped by the old village chief with his eyes.
"You bear-like, the most sorry thing is the old lady's daughter, you have been dizzy for half a month, and the dead girl has taken care of you for half a month. Wipe your body and apply medicine, take feces and urine, she is still a yellow flower girl, how will you let her marry in the future? Speaking of which, Aunt Xiu was really angry, her face was flushed, and she sprayed Qin Wang's face with spittle, and her expression was like she wanted to eat Qin Wang's life and peel her alive.
"Your father and mother are dead, but you don't look at who hasn't died? Now you are the only one in the village who can still move, the rest of the old and the young, and the rest are all girls who can't use their farts, do you want us all to starve to death? Who do you say you are worthy of? The more Aunt Xiu scolded, the more addicted she became, and she kept scolding like a cannon. She is not in pain and has been aggrieved for too long, but she also wants a happy vent.
No one noticed that after Aunt Xiu's last sentence was scolded, there was a hint of brilliance in Qin Wang's eyes.
Yes, the village is full of old and weak, how can I let them starve to death? And my background also needs to be figured out. Obviously, my father and mother have something to hide from me, and my mother used to say that I still have relatives, how many things are in between, I have to figure out all this, maybe these have a lot to do with my father's disappearance and my mother's death.
Thinking of this, Qin Wang's heart finally had a trace of desire to survive.
"You guys go out, I want to be quiet." The hoarse and feeble voice was nothing short of heavenly to a room full of people.
The people stood at the door of the room, and no one dared to speak loudly, but they stretched out their ears to listen to the movement in the room.
In the room, Qin Forget returned to his original appearance of being a corpse, staring at the roof in a daze. There was no sadness or joy on his face, but the tears couldn't stop sliding down, and the tears flowed like a rushing stream, and soon wet the pillow.
He couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart any longer, and finally cried, and all kinds of emotions in his heart were so suffocating that his chest was about to explode, and he couldn't hold back his crying anymore. Fearing that his cry would be heard by people outside the room, he bit the corner of the pillow in his mouth and suppressed it desperately, leaving only a dull whimper.
When he dreamed that night, his father's face appeared in front of him again, and the reluctance on Qin Ji's face kept swaying in front of him, "Mother, do you blame me?" Do you hate that I'm coming back late and make you sad? Mother, why don't you wait for the child? How did you spend those three days? Do you look forward to my return every day? I didn't come back for three whole days, are you desperate, I'm sorry, mother, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it. β
I don't know how long it took, the people outside couldn't wait, worried that something would happen to Qin Wang, so Aunt Xiu gritted her teeth and reached out to push the door.
As soon as my hand touched the doorknob, the door "creaked" open from the inside. Qin Forget was wearing a neat and unusually neat dress, and there was not even a single wrinkle on his clothes. He seemed to want to laugh, but the corners of his mouth couldn't move, and finally turned into a sentence:
"Aunt Xiu, do you have any food? I'm hungry."