In this environment, this little girl is not dead.

She casually threw the bun to the boy next to her, and hurried into the thatched hut with the hem of her skirt.

Reaching out to probe the girl's forehead temperature, Tang Chuyao's brows tightened more and more.

The high fever does not go away, and I am afraid that I will not be able to survive tonight if it goes on like this.

At this time, the little girl seemed to feel something and opened her eyes slightly.

"You ......"

Her dry mouth squirmed twice, and a hint of weak panic flashed in her eyes.

"Brother, brother?"

A meager voice echoed through the room, and the boy immediately stepped forward and fell to his knees in front of the quilt.

"Brother is here, how are you feeling?"

Seeing the boy, the little girl grinned reluctantly and weakly reached out to hold the boy's hand.

"Brother, you're hungry."

The voice trembled, as if it would die at any moment.

With tears in his eyes, the boy hurriedly handed the hot bun in his arms to the little girl's palm.

"There are buns, Yaya eat quickly, you won't be hungry if you eat it."

Smelling the fragrance of meat buns, Yaya subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

However, her throat was dry, and her swallowing movements were very painful, and she frowned slightly.

"Brother, you eat first!"

Hearing this, the boy secretly wiped away his tears and forced a smile.

"My brother has eaten, but on the way back, my brother ate better, and now he is a little supportive."

The girl was a little incredulous, tilted her head and blinked twice with big eyes.

Seeing this, the boy deliberately took a deep breath, swollen his shriveled belly, and patted it with a relaxed face.

"Don't believe it, you touch your brother's stomach and see, my brother really can't eat it, let's eat it!"

At this moment, the little girl was completely convinced, and then she showed a warm smile.

Then, she propped herself up, half leaned against the wall, and gobbled up the bun while holding it.

The boy looked at it, and he couldn't help but feel a heart-wrenching pain in his chest.

Seeing that his sister was difficult to swallow, the boy hurriedly ran to the side of the water tank and scooped a scoop of water.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Tang Chuyao stood aside, looking at the pair of brothers and sisters who depended on each other, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

She is not a rich and noble person, and she cannot immediately turn the situation of this brother and sister around.

But she will do her part to improve their current situation.

After putting away his emotions, Tang Chuyao pulled the tattered collar on the boy's shoulder.

"Boy, your sister has a high fever now, if she doesn't treat it in time, I'm afraid she will ......"

Seeing that the boy's whole person trembled with worry, Tang Chuyao's heart softened and he couldn't speak.

"Please, sister, save my sister!"

With a pop, the boy suddenly knelt down in front of Tang Chuyao, kowtowing desperately.

The forehead, which was already broken, instantly oozed bright red blood, flowing down his forehead to the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Tang Chuyao hurriedly pulled the boy up, and his heart was slightly stunned.

She didn't say no!

"It's okay to save your sister, but you have to work for me and earn money to pay me back."

Hearing this, the boy was stunned for a moment and did not move for a long time.

Tang Chuyao was a little puzzled, and then pushed the boy's shoulder.

"What? Don't want to? ”

Hearing this, the man suddenly came back to his senses and trembled all over.

"Sister, what did you say...... Is that true? ”

"Yes, it's true."

Seeing Tang Chuyao nodded, the boy was excited.

Ignoring the blood oozing from his forehead, he wiped his sleeves indiscriminately and stepped forward to grab the corner of Tang Chuyao's clothes.

"I do, I do!"

Without waiting for the boy to finish his excitement, Tang Chuyao walked up to the little girl softly.

"Yaya, you have a fever now, after you finish eating, I'll help you wipe your body."

Hearing this, after swallowing the last bite of the bun, Yaya looked at the boy a little timidly.

Seeing that the boy nodded, the little girl also nodded boldly.

sent the boy to find some clean strips of cloth, and Tang Chuyao took some fairy spring water from the space.

When she lifted the futon on the little girl, a musty smell hit her face.

Tang Chuyao couldn't help frowning and held her breath slightly.

She carefully untied the little girl's clothes, revealing her pus-filled body.

"Does it hurt?"

The little girl was ignorant, and a pair of dry eyes kept staring at Tang Chuyao.

"It doesn't hurt, my sister is so beautiful."

Dipping in fairy spring water, Tang Chuyao helped the little girl slowly wipe her body with a very light hand.

Seeing that the wound was more serious, she gently blew into the wound while cleaning it.

The little girl was also strong, wiped until the bandage was done, and there was no snort during the whole process.

Even if it hurt, she just bit her lower lip and endured it.

Every time she saw the boy's distressed eyes, the little girl became more and more tenacious.

"Brother, I don't hurt, but I'm comfortable."

Hearing this, Tang Chuyao couldn't help but look at the little girl a few more times, and felt more and more sorry for her in her heart.

At such a young age, you have to endure so much.

In order not to worry her brother, she endured the pain and forced to smile.

After everything was dealt with, the boy had already hidden his face and wept.

Just when the boy wanted to kneel down again to thank him, Tang Chuyao took the first step to support him.

"A man has gold under his knees, don't kneel down easily in the future."

It seemed to be admonishment, and it seemed to be comforting, but the boy didn't know what to do.

"Thank you, sister, for saving my life."

Hearing this, Tang Chuyao only bowed slightly, and then began to look around at the other equipment in the thatched house.

Although the place is simple, fortunately, the area where it is located is not small.

There's no better way to grow herbs and fruits.

With joy in his heart, Tang Chuyao took the boy to make a good plan.

"Let's build a yard around the thatched hut and help me grow some vegetables, fruits, and herbs!"

As she spoke, she took out the dividends that Ning gave her a few days ago from her arms, took a silver ingot and threw it to the boy.

"If you need something, you can buy it yourself!"

Hearing this, the boy nodded busily and bowed respectfully to Tang Chuyao.

"Okay, that's all on me."

So saying, the boy took a hoe and set it up in front of the thatched hut.

Seeing that the matter was almost settled, Tang Chuyao said goodbye to the boy and left for the time being.

At this time, it was almost afternoon, and Tang Chuyao returned to the town.

The lively bazaar was still full of people, and Tang Chuyao looked all the way, looking for business opportunities.

Passing by a pastry shop, she stopped and looked over at the pastries on display.

These are ordinary pastries that can't be more ordinary.

What mung bean cake, red bean cake, osmanthus crisp, for her is simply a piece of cake.

Tang Chuyao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, thinking about it in her heart.

There are so many people who rush to such common pastries, and she may be able to make a small profit by making some and selling them!

After making up his mind, Tang Chuyao went to the grain store to buy some good glutinous rice flour and red beans.

Then she went to the vendor where Zhou Luhua bought jujubes before and chose a few catties of high-grade jujubes.

Only then did he happily take the ox cart back to the village.

When she got home, she went straight to the stove and put all the ingredients in.

When it comes to selling pastries, she still has to discuss it with her parents.

When I came to Tang Chunren's room, I saw that Rou was softening Tang Chunren's legs.

Seeing Tang Chuyao coming in, Rou slowly put down Tang Chunren's rolled up trouser legs.

"Chu Yao, you're back."

Rou got up with a smile, but was stopped by Tang Chuyao striding forward.

"Mother, sit down, I have something to discuss with you and Dad."

Hearing this, Rou looked curious, and then retreated to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"What's the matter? Such a serious look. ”

Tang Chunren, who was lying on the bed, also supported half of his body with a little curiosity.

Tang Chuyao solemnly lifted a bench and sat down next to Rou's, and his hand also climbed on Rou's arm affectionately.

"Mother, I want to do some small business."

Hearing this, Rou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and looked sideways at Tang Chuyao.

Without waiting for Rou to speak, Tang Chunren leaned closer to the edge of the bed.

"Doing business? What kind of business are you doing? ”

It's risky to do business now, and he has to interrogate him carefully.

Seeing that Tang Chunren was so nervous, Tang Chuyao hurriedly pulled Rou's arm.

"Mother, I want to make pastries and sell them."

"Pastry?"

Tang Chunren's voice was slightly raised, and he was surprised in front of the Rou clan.

After hearing this, Rou's face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth were slightly smiling.

Recalling the original Yao's fruit pancake, Rou couldn't help licking his lips.

"Chu Yao, my mother agrees with your idea, the pastries you make are definitely one of the few in the town."

With Rou's consent, Tang Chuyao shifted his gaze and looked at Tang Chunren eagerly.

"Dad, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Tang Chunren was not so optimistic, he frowned, and seemed to be a little hesitant.

"Making pastries? I don't know if it's stable, what if I lose it? Besides, isn't the eldest brother's family also a business? Will this rob their family's business? ”

After thinking about it, Tang Chunren shook his head a little unoptimistically.

"I think it's better to forget it!"

Hearing this, Tang Chuyao got up, let go of Rou's arm, and leaned over to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Dad, how can you think that? It's not just the aunt and their family who do business, and I don't do the same thing as them, which is not in conflict at all. ”

After being educated by some hard work, Tang Chunren was still a little hesitant.

Until Rou Shi pulled his face and patted Tang Chunren's injured leg a little sadly.

"You pity this, pity that, don't you see how hard our mother and daughter are living now?"

As he spoke, Rou pretended to be sad and touched his huge belly and sobbed twice deliberately.

"You can't work in the field now, you still have to live this day, you can't watch us drink the northwest wind!"

Hearing this cry, Tang Chunren sighed slightly, and he was no longer entangled.

"In that case, it is up to you."

After everything was negotiated, Tang Chuyao accompanied the Rou family and Tang Chunren to chat for a while.

Speaking of Tang Chunren not wanting to lie in bed every day and wanting to go out to breathe for a while, Tang Chuyao couldn't help but think deeply.

Lying down like this is really not a solution, and the body will degenerate after lying down for a long time.

Why don't you make a wheelchair for her father, so that she can go out for a walk, bask in the sun, and breathe fresh air when she has nothing to do!

After chatting, she went back to her room, found charcoal, and drew a drawing of a wheelchair on a piece of straw paper.

Holding the drawings, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she became more and more proud.