Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Old Ladies
"What to do? Chinese medicine does not reduce fever at all, it's been half a day, and I see that the money skewers are getting hotter and hotter. Fang Mingyuan muttered quietly.
I took a big pill in the middle of the night, and it didn't take effect in the morning, and the Chinese medicine started slowly, which is too slow, more than four hours, are you slow to take effect, or is it already medicated?
"I have a box of cephalosporin at home, which has expired for a month or two, can I eat it?" Dong Xiaoying asked.
Fang Mingyuan sighed: "Is there anything that doesn't expire?" ”
"No, no one in the family has been sick recently, it's a common medicine for medical insurance, you must know that it has expired, so I'll go and get a new date to prepare."
The children are all older, and they don't get sick once in half a year and a few months, but they are sick, and their sons are working outside and taking medicine by themselves. My daughter goes to school outside, and she doesn't tell her family when she's sick.
Dong Xiaoying was a little scared after thinking about it, in ancient times, she had to live a lifetime, and eighty percent of the commonly used medicines at home had expired.
"Give them food, don't be reluctant, save your life first." Fang Mingyuan made up his mind.
After Dong Xiaoying was coaxed to rob her of food last time, she has already decided that more people can survive if they walk together.
"I'm not reluctant, it's just expired, I'm afraid I'll give you bad food!"
"No matter how bad it is, that's it, eat it." Fang Mingyuan took out the thermos cup, "I'll grind it into powder, and you give it to me one by one." ”
Chang'an sat beside his sister and sighed, fortunately the wound was on the shoulder, fortunately, he didn't take the expired medicine given by his mother.
Fang Yue snorted: "That's the treatment of upper respiratory tract infections, your shoulders belong to the upper respiratory tract, not to the respiratory tract, and it doesn't matter if you eat it." ”
It's hot, everyone saves water, and on the mule cart, Qian String is even more reluctant to drink water, his face is burned red, his lips are chapped and peeled, and there is already blood.
"Brother Skewer, open your mouth and take the medicine."
Fang Mingyuan half-hugged the money skewers to drink the medicine, and then went to the teapot to feed the remaining five.
Don't use the teapot to miss it, feed the water in the thermos cup, and the water will flow out along the corners of the mouth.
"Brother Mingwen, open your mouth and take medicine."
"Brother Mingshan, open your mouth and take medicine."
"Brother Minghai, open your mouth, let's take medicine."
"Brother Minghu! Open your mouth wide and take medicine! ”
"Changshui, listen to your uncle, take medicine, open your mouth, open your mouth to take medicine, just take it."
Dong Xiaoying asked people to open the bandaged cloth strips, asked Fang Mingyuan to wipe them with alcohol cotton balls, and secretly comforted herself that the alcohol cotton balls were not enough, and there were still two bottles of alcohol at home and 84 disinfectant.
"The wound can't be wrapped, sprinkle gold sore medicine, don't sweat."
Fortunately, the wound was only red and swollen, and it had not yet begun to suppurate.
Fortunately, the ancients had no resistance, one cephalosporin per person, and the fever subsided after sleeping one night, and after two days, Qian Chuanzi could walk down a hundred times more energetically, and did not forget to chat with others.
"Brother Skewers, what kind of medicine was Mingyuan fed that day?" Fang Mingshan asked.
Qian Chuanzi said with distress: "In the past, the master went south and north, that is the end of the world, and he has made a lot of good medicine to save his life, rest assured, it is not a tiger and wolf medicine, Miss said, it is a fever reducer!" ”
"You shouldn't have given it to me, it's good! Give me waste. "Minghu is distressed! Life-saving medicine, what are you giving me for? The fever passed after a while.
Qian Chuanzi took out Master Dong's set and said, "Master has saved all his life, and he can't bear to himself!"
The lord told me that if the family wants to prosper, it is not a matter of one generation, and the first generation works hard to make money and take time to do good deeds and accumulate virtues. Another generation accumulates wealth, and accumulates good deeds.
In the third generation, no one knows that you are a descendant of good people, you can reach out to help, you can't reach out, you can boast a few words, and no one will harm you.
At that time, the popularity supported you to go up, and the time for a smart and reading child in the family to change the door will come.
The master has worked hard all his life to save money, and he can have the confidence to accumulate virtue and do good deeds for the next generation...... It's a pity that the old man is reluctant to continue the string, for fear that the young lady will be wronged! ”
Everyone listened to Master Dong's maxim of governing the family, and they were admiring it! The money string didn't say anything, turned his head and said the continuation, which made everyone stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered, that's it! What's the story?
Master Dong has no son, Miss Dong is a Chang'an, who knows where the next one is? When is it coming? Is it a man or a woman?
When it was time to rest, the men surrounded Fang Mingyuan and said, "Mingyuan! I have to work harder, and I have to have another son! ”
"Brother Mingyuan, hurry up and have another baby, don't let Master Dong wait for a long time!"
"Mingyuan ......"
What kind of wind is this, a group of man-made ones are worse than asking for food, there is not even a shelter here, you let me have a baby?
My uncle's face turned red, and Qian Chuanzi knew that he owed it and was in trouble.
Dong Xiaoying covered her mouth and smiled, Mrs. Niu was angry, what did Master Dong spoil his daughter, he didn't have a long heart, at this time, follow the silly music, why don't you want to think about it, your Dong family has no queen!
The water decreases a lot in a day, even if people hardly drink water, whether you have water or not, you have to drink it when you are thirsty, and you dare not reduce the amount of water for the livestock, for fear that the animal will fall ill.
"The next day the commando team went out in groups to find water, there are small water bubbles, this animal is too drinkable, if we go on like this, we can choke enough to get to a place with water."
Fang Mingyuan looked at his big green mule and watched it drink water, it was really annoying.
Just this one means of transportation, don't look at it as a big green mule, it's better than a modern Mercedes-Benz BMW! You don't need to refuel, a handful of grass can walk for a day, and it's better if you don't drink water.
Forget it, it's the lack of water in this area, isn't it just drinking water! It's cheaper than gasoline in the end, don't be dissatisfied, get you a Mercedes-Benz BMW, you add a bucket of water and it can't move the place.
To comfort himself, Fang Mingyuan pulled his son and secretly hid from the grass curtain on the side of the car to eat ice cream.
The patriarch stood up at this time, "Don't let Mingyuan worry about it, he's tired all the way, let's not divide anyone's water, gather it all together and use it together."
A few of you old ladies are in charge of the water, and you can discuss how much the family will give. Livestock can't be short of water, let's save some. ”
People who don't have cattle to pull carts consciously take out the water, but they don't push it.
Originally, the cart went slowly, and the things on the cart had to rely on the daughter-in-law, the child, and the old lady to carry it. There was water in the car, and I didn't dare to go fast for fear of bumping the water out.
The old ladies discussed, and they took care of the water collectively, and the work of distributing the water was handed over to Mrs. Niu.
Dong Xiaoying sat on the side and rested, watching Mrs. Niu angrily distribute water to everyone, this old lady said that she was tired, saying that she was too lazy to care about this idea, she could work hard, look at the strength of the water.
Scoop out the water with your hands steadily, without spilling a drop, and give no more than that.
It doesn't matter if you bring a basin, a bowl, or a jar, and how much water you should share in your family, you don't bring more to the bottom of a water scoop.
This old lady is still a bit of an official addict, come on, let you take care of things in the future.
You hug the old ladies of each family, and we people are basically done.
These old ladies are at the level of the queen mother at home, they don't have to work, they have to be brought to eat, they supervise their own families all day, and they have to watch other people's homes.
Listening to them scolding, one day I really felt that the old ladies were worried about the old people.