Chapter 193: Hungry to death
This little coat should be made by Bai Zhihan. When he was busy before, Bai Zhihan was also busy in his mother Liang's house, he didn't know what Bai Zhihan was busy with, it turned out that he was sewing pajamas for himself.
Zuo Shaoyang first put the little squirrel yellow ball into the nest of the shelf, then sat cross-legged on the bed, took off his clothes, and put on his shirt and trousers. Pull through the silk quilt cover, comfortable is really cool.
There is also an oil lamp under the concoction room, placed on the stove, and when I look at the light, I can see Bai Zhihan's package in the corner, which should be Bai Zhihan's clothes and bedding. Thinking about sleeping in the same room with a peerless beauty, I can't help but have some speculation. However, this woman's surname is too arrogant, she treats people coldly, and she doesn't look like she smiles, especially when there are contradictions, she can be said to be mean and harmful, which Zuo Shaoyang doesn't like very much. Although Bai Zhihan is not bad in some places now, Zuo Shaoyang's impression of her still has not changed at all. So I turned around and fell asleep face in. It's also easy to avoid suspicion.
Then, when he heard the sound of the door, it should be Bai Zhihan who had come in after washing, but the footsteps came all the way to the bottom of the stairs in his attic and up the stairs.
Zuo Shaoyang became a little nervous, and thought wildly: "Could it be that she wants to sleep with me?" Want to cook raw rice into mature rice? Wow, this woman is too much of that......! ”
Zuo Shaoyang turned over and was about to scold, but saw Bai Zhihan holding a water cup in his hand, which contained half a cup of water, put the water cup on the partition at the end of the bed, and said lightly: "If you want to drink warm water at night, call me, I have already moved the stove in, and I will make a fire to boil water for you when the time comes." However, now that the rebels are besieging the city, they can't go out to collect firewood, and they can't send firewood from outside. In the past few days, it has been raining and snowing for days, and the weather is very cold, so I am afraid that the price of firewood will rise, so it is best to save it. ”
It turned out to be this matter, Zuo Shaoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, a little funny, turned around again, and said in a muffled voice: "Got it." ”
Bai Zhihan went down the stairs, took the package from the corner of the wall, untied it, and began to lay the floor.
For a moment, the oil light dimmed, but it didn't seem to be completely extinguished, and I heard the slight voice of Sicissoso below, and I didn't know what she was doing, and I couldn't turn around to look. Qiang slept with his eyes closed, tired from the day, and soon fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Zuo Shaoyang woke up, a little thirsty and wanted to drink water, so he sat up, and was about to get a water cup, when he suddenly found that there was a faint light downstairs, and he was slightly surprised. An oil lamp was placed on a round stool at the head of the bed, facing his side, with a wooden board blocking the light.
Zuo Shaoyang said coldly: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”
In the dead of night, a sentence came out of the cold night, Bai Zhihan was still frightened, pricked the needle with his fingers, hurriedly stretched it out to his mouth, looked up at him, and said lightly: "I'll sleep when I'm done with this, you can sleep first." ”
Zuo Shaoyang was drowsy and didn't bother to care about her, drank water and lay down, and soon fell asleep again.
As soon as the sky was bright, Zuo Shaoyang woke up, it was only a month since he crossed over, he was already accustomed to the ancient way of life, he got up, rubbed his eyes, looked down, and found that Bai Zhihan's bed downstairs had been sorted out and placed in the corner. Bai Zhihan sat on the round stool, leaning against the window, with her back to herself, not knowing whether she was napping or thinking about something.
Hearing movement in the attic, Bai Zhihan immediately turned around, stood up and raised his eyes: "You're awake." I've changed a robe for you, you put it on and try to see if it fits, and I'll change it if it doesn't fit. ”
Zuo Shaoyang was a little surprised, took the new clothes and pants on the partition at the end of the bed, and unfolded them one by one, a jacket lined with silk cotton, and a pair of narrow-legged pants also lined with silk cotton. There is also a cyan crewneck robe and wide trousers. A pair of soft horseskin [***] mid-top leather boots. The top, bottom and upper of the boots are cut from horseskin and stitched together in small pieces, and the inner lining is soft and comfortable lambskin. Not only is it warm to wear, but even if you step on the snow, you won't get your boots wet, which is perfect for now.
Zuo Shaoyang took the pair of cotton shoes and said, "I remember that there were no such boots in the exchange, did you make them?" ”
Bai Zhihan said: "Well, I originally prepared some insoles, and I brought them this time, I asked my wife last night, and said that I wanted to make you a pair of boots, and my wife agreed." I said that I could use those leather fabrics or something. I chose to make a pair for you, and I don't know if it's suitable. ”
Zuo Shaoyang was a little moved in his heart, his face was still cold, he stood on the bed in the attic, put on his clothes and pants, and then put on his boots, went down the stairs, stood on the ground and moved his hands and feet, not loose or tight, but muttered in his mouth: "What kind of thing, the front is loose and the back is tight, the left is wide and the right is narrow......"
Bai Zhihan's eyes widened, a little disbelieving, and hurriedly said, "Then take it off and I'll change it." ”
"No need!" Zuo Shaoyang waved his hand, seeing that her expression was serious, for fear that she would be uncomfortable if she really changed her dress, and said, "I'm laughing." - Didn't you sew them for my lord and wife? ”
Bai Zhihan said lightly: "The slave and maid only have one pair of hands, and they can't be busy all night. ”
"Really? I thought you were a weaver girl? Zuo Shaoyang leaned on the ladder, took off the boots on his feet, still put on the previous cloth shoes, put the boots on the stove, and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Bai Zhihan was surprised: "Why doesn't the young master wear it?" ”
Zuo Shaoyang stood still, turned around and said, "My father and mother have me first, so when they have new shoes to wear, I will wear them again." ”
Bai Zhihan lowered his head and said, "I know, the slave and maid will sew it for the master and wife immediately." ”
Zuo Shaoyang stepped out of the concoction room, and Miao Peilan had already gotten up as usual and was cleaning up the pharmacy. Miao's mother went to the next ward to clean up. Because Zuo Shaoyang got up early on this day, Miao Peilan didn't have time to fetch water.
Zuo Shaoyang walked to the kitchen to get a bucket, and Miao Peilan hurriedly said, "Brother Zuo, I'll go!" ”
Zuo Shaoyang wanted to take this opportunity to see how Sang Xiaomei was doing, so he said, "I'll go, and I'll go and relax by the way." ”
"Oh......" Miao Peilan already felt that Zuo Shaoyang sometimes went to fetch water in order to talk to the girl who came to fetch water to relieve her boredom, so she didn't fight with him.
Zuo Shaoyang walked out with a bucket. Bai Zhihan hurriedly came over and said, "I'll pick it, right?" ”
"Excuse me, the master said, you are a maid, not a servant who does rough work, you don't have to do these rough jobs, our young master can do it himself." Say goodbye and leave.
Last night it was another night of snow and rain, and the ice skates on the ground were very slippery, Zuo Shaoyang carefully avoided the places that were too slippery, and as soon as he walked to the street, he saw a few people from the yamen pushing something over with a cart, covered with straw mats, and it was not real. Busy stopped.
The cart creaked against the ice and snow, and under the twisting, the covered straw mat was thrown away, only to find that there were several dead bodies under the straw mat! Both eyes were round, as if they wanted to see the world for the last time.
Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly asked: "A few big brothers, how did these people die ......, did they freeze to death?" ”
Min Zhuang recognized him as the wife and brother of the Yamen scribe, so he said: "Two of them froze to death, and the others should have starved to death!" ”
"Starving?" Zuo Shaoyang was stunned.
"yes."
"Are there many people starving to death?"
"Many! Today, we have already pulled three carts, starved to death and froze to death in Beicheng District, just a few of us pulled, adding up to at least ten or twenty! Alas, there are so many people in the city, just such a little food, in the future, I don't know how many people will starve to death! ”
Beicheng is a rich area, where most of the rich live, Zuo Shaoyang and they live in Dongcheng, Dongcheng and Xicheng are ordinary people's civilian areas, Nancheng is a slum, and most of the people who live are poor.
Most of the victims who fled to the city were concentrated in the wealthy areas in the north of the city, some in the east and west of the city, and only a small number begged in the slums in the south. These people begging in rich areas, they will not be able to get a little food for several days in a row, and as a result, they will starve to death, which can only show two problems, either these rich people are not kind to the rich and refuse to give them, or the rich people do not have much to eat and dare not give alms.
Zuo Shaoyang watched the people push the corpses away, sighed, and continued to walk with the bucket, at this time looking at the victims who fled into the city curled up on the side of the road, there was even more helpless sadness, I really hope that all the rice under his pharmacy will be increased by a thousand times and ten thousand times, so that the hungry people in the city will be saved.
Carrying the bucket to the stone steps of the well, there are already a few soldiers guarding the well, supervising the water, for fear that someone will poison the well water.
I didn't see Sang Xiaomei and her sister-in-law Huang Qin by the well, Zuo Shaoyang slowly beat the water, walked up slowly, went up to the top of the steps, and looked in the direction of Sang Xiaomei's tea shop, but still didn't see anyone. Shaking his head, he walked slowly forward with the water, and when he was about to reach the alley, he always felt unwilling, and turned around to look back, and saw Sang Xiaomei and Huang Qin carrying buckets from the side of the alley.
Zuo Shaoyang was overjoyed, and turned around with the water and came back: "Little sister! Sister-in-law! ”
When Sang Xiaomei saw him, she smiled reluctantly: "Zuo Gongzi!" ”
Zuo Shaoyang saw that her originally delicate and round face had become a pointed chin, her eyes appeared bigger, and she had lost her luster, and her originally bright skin had become a little dry, and her originally bright smile was only bitter when she looked at it, and she felt pity in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "Little sister, what's wrong?" Look at your face is not very good. ”
"Nothing." Sang Xiaomei smiled astringently, pretended to look him up and down easily, barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "Look at you, wearing such a good silk robe and picking a bucket to carry water, it is really nondescript." ”
Zuo Shaoyang smiled and said, "Little sister, you must have something, can you tell me?" Maybe I can help. ”
Huang Qin's eyes lit up on the side, and she said in a low voice: "If only you could really help, do you still have extra rice and noodles at home?" ”
(To be continued)