Wu Yan went to help Li Dahua and them, and today Song Zhi came to stir-fry, and Song Hui and Song Yao came to help wash the vegetables and light the fire.

Usually when Wu Yan cooks, they will help out, so they are very skilled.

Song Zhi saw that Wu Yan was back, and he also came back with some meat, so he said.

"Is this the meat that my father and mother gave me?"

"Yes, there is still a lot of meat left after the intestines, and my father and mother gave us some of it, I was embarrassed, I went to help, and I came back with so much pork."

Song Zhi doesn't have as many worries as Wu Yan, Li Dahua and Song Rongchang are his parents.

"It's okay, Daddy, they will give it, let's take it, then let's fry this meat tonight."

Wu Yan looked at the meat in the bowl, since the separation, her mother has become better, and she has become better and better, only the eldest brother's family has been jumping all day long.

"Okay, I want to knit a sweater for my father and mother, we have taken too many benefits from them, and if I don't do something, I won't be at ease."

"Don't knit, this kind of day-knitting sweater will be very cold to your hands, and when you finish knitting three sweaters, winter will be over. I thought, when we celebrate the New Year, we will buy a pair of cotton shoes for my parents and Bao Xuan, and then give Bao Xuan a red envelope, and we will make money thanks to Bao Xuan! ”

"Listen to you, then buy cotton shoes, pick a thicker one. You go while I'll stir-fry. ”

Song Zhile gave up the position of stir-frying to Wu Yan.

"Okay, your fried vegetables are better than my fried dishes, I'll go buy some meat tomorrow, let's also fill some sausages."

"Well, buy less, save some money, although you have made a lot of money this time, you can't be extravagant."

"I know."

The two hundred yuan that Song Zhi earned this time, excluding the one hundred yuan when they joined the house, was a net profit of one hundred yuan.

A hundred dollars is not a lot, and if you don't save some money, it will soon be spent.

And Wu Yan still wants to save money for Song Hui and Song Yao to marry their daughters-in-law in the future!

When Song Dali was having dinner, he went to call Song Zhaodi and Song Qiu, but he knocked on the door for a long time, but no one inside came to open the door.

"Brother Zhao, Xiaoqiu, get up and eat!"

"Open the door!"

In the end, Song Zhaodi was woken up, and then got up in a daze and opened the door.

Song Dali looked at Brother Song Zhao's very bad spirit, and asked with concern.

"Brother Zhao, why did it take so long for you to open the door? Is it unwell? ”

"Dad, I... Dizzy and uncomfortable. ”

"Dizzy?"

Song Dali reached out and touched Song Zhaodi's forehead, her forehead was particularly hot.

"Brother Zhao, you have a fever, what about Xiaoqiu?"

"Xiaoqiu, she... Still sleeping. ”

Song Dali entered the room and saw Song Qiu's face flushed, and when he touched his forehead, he really had a fever.

"Xiaoqiu, Xiaoqiu, wake up."

"Don't sleep, get up and eat."

Song Dali gently patted Song Qiu's face, but Song Qiu still didn't wake up, and he didn't react at all.

When Song Dali saw Song Qiu like this, he knew that Song Qiu's situation was serious, and he couldn't let her get through it by herself.

Fever can be big or small, sometimes the fever goes away after sleeping, sometimes it can burn out people's brains, and finally become a fool, and even die of fever.

"Brother Zhao, you go to bed first, cover the quilt, and I'll go get you some herbs to reduce fever."

“… Okay, thank you, Dad, I'm so dizzy. ”

"It's okay, wait for Dad to get the medicine, and you'll be fine after eating."

"Hmm."

Song Dali helped Song Zhaodi and Song Qiu cover the quilt, and then went to the house to get the money, preparing to go to the barefoot doctor in the village to grab some fever-reducing herbs.

Chen Meili saw that Song Dali was rushing to go out and still holding the money, so she grabbed him.

"It's all dinner, what are you going to do out?"

"Brother Zhao and Xiaoqiu have a fever, Xiaoqiu has a very serious fever, and they can't wake up, I'll go get some fever-reducing herbs for them to cook and drink, maybe it will be better."

Chen Meili didn't care, and maybe she wasn't even listening carefully to what Song Dali said.

"Fever is not a big deal, let them sleep and get up on their own, let's eat first, I'm hungry, leave them alone."

Chen Meili thought that she fried pork tonight, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva, she had already quietly eaten several pieces just now, it was so delicious.

When Song Dali heard her say this, he was very unhappy and said loudly to Chen Meili.

"If you want to eat yourself, Xiaoqiu is so burned that you can't wake up, you, a mother, are not worried at all, and you are still thinking about eating, why are you so ruthless?"