Chapter 82: She regrets it.
As soon as she entered the house, Yan Zifu saw Zou lying on the bed, struggling to get up.
One of her feet fell into the air when the bed was about to make contact with the ground, but most of her body was still squirming on the bed, like a crab that couldn't turn over her body, unable to go any further and get up.
With the first time I saw my mother-in-law rolling off the bed and falling on herself, seeing this scene, Yan Zifu almost cried out in horror, "Ah, mother-in-law, what are you doing here?" Don't throw yourself anymore!!"
"Hmm~"
"What?"
"Hmm~"
Yan Zifu still didn't hear clearly, she was not sloppy, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her mother-in-law to the bed.
It's not that she doesn't want to help her mother-in-law to the ground, but she really can't imagine the scene where she throws someone down for a while.
She can't afford it, and her mother-in-law can't afford it.
As soon as she was helped, Yan Zifu continued: "Mother-in-law, are you thirsty? Want to drink water? ”
The answer to her was vague for a while: "Hmm~"
Yan Zifu smiled bitterly, she is a demon barrier.
Mother-in-law, she is unconscious and confused, it's not a day or two anymore, what is she expecting?
Did my mother-in-law talk to her?
Oh, talk, she wants to be beautiful!
Looking around, Yan Zifu decided to go to the hall to get a cup of warm boiled water and give it to the Zou family.
It didn't take long to pour the water, but Yan Zifu hurriedly came to Zou's side and said softly: "Mother-in-law, you can drink water." ”
When the words fell, she was stunned, and there seemed to be a strange smell on the tip of her nose circling and circling.
Yan Zifu's face turned pale, as if she looked at the colorless Zou in disbelief, bit her lip, and was silent.
An indescribable smell reminded her that her mother-in-law was pulled on the bed, and it was likely that she was urinating and defecating together.
didn't dare to delay any longer, Yan Zifu almost subconsciously lifted the quilt and took a look.
Sure enough, it was not far from what she guessed, and her mother-in-law was really incontinent.
It's one thing to think about it, it's another thing to see it with your own eyes.
Suddenly, Yan Zifu was a little at a loss, she didn't know where to start.
Yan Zifu didn't dislike her mother-in-law for being dirty, but she was inexperienced.
In the past, her mother had done this, and when they took care of her mother-in-law before, her mother-in-law had not fallen into such a field.
At that time, she was not so serious.
Think about it, but in just two or three months, my mother-in-law actually ......
Quietly taking a deep breath and holding back the tears that were about to fall, Yan Zifu looked at Zou's pale face and said with a hippie smile: "Mother-in-law, don't worry, I'll clean it up for you right away." Soon, you can bear with it for a while, and you will be comfortable in a while. ”
As she spoke, the movements in her hands were also very busy, although they were not as skilled as Yan Ma's proficiency and Yan Feng's sharpness, but they were already very good, for a novice.
After some tossing, Yan Zifu breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, my mother had experience and didn't wear the kind of pants that were difficult to take off for my mother-in-law.
Fortunately, fortunately, when her mother was serving her mother-in-law, she observed and held hands on the sidelines.
Fortunately, although her mother-in-law was not able to cooperate with her to move, her well-behaved appearance made her more convenient.
Thinking of this, Yan Zifu couldn't help but rejoice in her heart.
She's lucky, too.
It didn't bother her.
Replacing all the dirty things and putting them aside, Yan Zifu looked at the Zou family who was lying down from the beginning, and smiled happily: "Mother-in-law, I didn't lie to you." I'm going to get it fast. ”
"Hmm~"
“?”
Yan Zifu's eyes widened, looking at the Zou family, she wasn't hallucinating, right?
Did her mother-in-law just promise her?
Responded to her?
"Quick~"
It wasn't until another word slowly came out of Zou's mouth that Yan Zifu came back to her senses, she almost reflexively threw herself to the side of the bed, and cried with joy: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, can you recognize me?" ”
"Recognize, recognize. You, you're a doll. My family's. ”
"Hee-hee, that's right."
Yan Zifu's upward face made her smile even brighter.
She thought she would never hear her mother-in-law talk to her again.
Sure enough, she was the lucky one.
So is my mother-in-law.
Later, Yan Zifu chattered many things with the Zou family, including the sudden death of Grandpa Han, the departure of Xu Jiayue and Han Chubai, and the gossip that gradually flowed out of the school, as well as her worries and fears about her, and even the possible disappearance of her cousin just now, she also described it in detail and vividly.
She really wants her mother-in-law to know all the things she knows.
Together with what she will experience in the future, she knows it all.
But at the same time, Yan Zifu also understood in her heart that this was just an extravagant hope, her mother-in-law didn't have so much energy to listen, and she couldn't think of or talk about the future.
yes, who can foretell what will come?
Who would?
Anyway, she, an ordinary person, can't and won't know.
Silent again, Yan Zifu looked at the gradually tired face in front of her, she reluctantly pulled up a smile, and said, "Look at me, I patronized and talked to my mother-in-law, and I forgot to ask you if you were thirsty." ”
After speaking, she got up to her own heart, went to the hall, and poured a glass of boiled water again.
After that, Yan Zifu returned to Zou's side and whispered, "You must be thirsty, mother-in-law." Come, I'll feed you water. ”
There was no response, no movement, and after such a short period of effort, Zou actually fell asleep groggy.
After being silent for a while, Yan Zifu looked down at the water that was still warm in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.
Zou is like a numb machine, time and time, good for a while, bad for a while, the way she closes her eyes now makes Yan Zifu feel that the warm and harmonious scene just now is like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, which is extremely unreliable.
She was even thinking, didn't her mother-in-law just come back to the light?
Ahh
She's a fool who doesn't read much and is easy to run out of words, what is she thinking about?!
It's her, it's herself, it's she.
Stupid, stupid, melon baby, sick...... Like this, Yan Zifu scolded herself not ten times, but eight times, and felt better.
She's a fool who would rather have something happen to herself than someone she cares about being hurt.
The bad things that you think about casually are also the same, you can only be yourself, not someone else.
It's like the cursed person can only be her, not the people around her.
But in the next second, Yan Zifu smiled happily, she almost suppressed her excited thoughts, and murmured: "Mother-in-law, you are awake." ”
"Hey~"
It was obviously inaudible, but Yan Zifu still clung to the word, she rubbed the water cup that kept the residual temperature, and said, "Then, can you drink some water?" It's still hot, not hot, and not cold. ”
Zou didn't answer, but looked at Yan Zifu's hand, or maybe at the water she was holding in her hand, and nodded gently.
Seeing that she agreed, Yan Zifu hurriedly put the water to Zou's mouth and sent it, acting very carefully, feeding.
After a while, Zou couldn't drink it anymore, just like her bad appetite these days, which made people unwilling.
Yan Zifu wanted her to drink more and eat more, but after many considerations, she still gave up the idea of 'persuading her mother-in-law to drink more water'.
Although she didn't know what was going on with her mother-in-law's physical illness, she knew about her body, and if she wasn't forced to do so, how could she be so thin and embarrassed.
Everything has long been predestined.
She couldn't force it.
After drinking the water, Yan Zifu looked at her mother-in-law's confused appearance, and knew that her mother-in-law was really tired and sleepy.
She served her well, arranged the quilt for her, and knew that she would not wake up for a while, so she took the things that had been changed aside and prepared to take them out to wash.
Not freeing up others to work is a good habit that Yan Zifu's mother taught her since she was a child.
She remembered it all, and she planned to do the same.
Holding things and going out, Yan Zifu felt the malice from this late autumn.
Looking at the warm and warm sunshine, at this time, under the stimulation of the cold wind that flies by from time to time, wisps of wisps are full of indescribable coolness, which makes people not perceive its kindness for a while.
At least, in Yan Zifu's opinion.
But Yan Zifu was not afraid, nor was she afraid, she naturally walked to the place where the dead leaves and yellow flowers were piled up into small hills.
Standing still, she kicked away the rotten hay and rotten flowers that were in the way, and opened the mouth of the well, which was obscured by a few old pieces of wood and large stones, revealing the fresh water inside.
With a smile of satisfaction, Yan Zifu took a bamboo pole, tied a plastic bucket with a rope to one end of the bamboo pole, and then threw it down the well.
A bucket of water, Yan Zifu did not rush to loosen the tied bucket, but repeated two or three times, filling all the buckets brought by him, and then gave up.
It's just that she still hasn't let go of the bucket tied to the bamboo pole, she still has to use it.
Yan Zifu thought very self-consciously: she washed things carefully, and it also took water, so she couldn't solve it.
Solution, she must have to tie it back again, trouble.
Lift the bucket not far away, and put the stones on top of it to form a place like a laundry trough.
Yan Zifu brought the basin containing dirty clothes to her side, put it on the smooth and smooth laundry sink, and then began to wash things.
First of all, plug the trap hole above the laundry sink.
Then, pick up a bucket, pour out an appropriate amount of water, grab the bag of laundry detergent, sprinkle the appropriate amount of laundry detergent, to be determined.
Finally, there is the main part of the work - pouring out dirty laundry, bed sheets, etc.
Oh, it's the simplest, it's not the first time Yan Zifu has done this, she is very skilled and neat.
But Rao is like this, at the moment when he reached into the cold water with his bare hands, Yan Zifu's heart couldn't help but shrink for a second.
Mamma Mia, it's cold hands, oh no, it's so cold.
Is this winter ahead of schedule, or is autumn over?
She's almost numb from freezing!
Look at it, but in just two or three seconds, her warm, white Qianqianyu fingers instantly froze red.
However, in the next second, Yan Zifu thought again: It's okay, this hand will come back in vain in a while.
Soon, it will definitely be whiter than before.
She's pretty sure she has experience.
It's definitely a no-brainer.
She didn't panic.
Laundry and laundry, Zifu is a machine, I don't hear the sound of laundry, only I hear the sound of Zou's voice.
Ask the woman what she thinks, ask the woman what she remembers, the woman has nothing to think, and the woman has nothing to remember.
It is impossible to drop.
Yan Zifu thinks too much, she never talks about it, she is almost worried!
So many people who think about it day and night are not just a list.
Grandpa Han, Xu Jiayue, Han Chubai...... Even Xu Jialan, who used to hate it for a long time, began to miss it.
She was lonely.
Yan Zifu couldn't refute: this is a fact.
Grandpa Han, people die like lights going out, she can't count on it, she can see him again when she lives, skip.
Xu Jiayue, Xu Jiayue, Xu Jiayue, why do you want to leave!
The more Yan Zifu thought about it, the more angry she became, she was now a paramecium on the lake, although she could be free and free with a small person, but her heart didn't have that feeling of joy and happiness at half, she was very suffocated.
The ideal is very plump, the reality is very backbone, she almost desperately thought: Will she never see him Xu Jiayue again?
Is it? Right?
Approximately...... Yes, right.
Hmph, don't think about it!
Yan Zifu seemed to gather all her sorrows under her hands, rubbing the sheets vigorously, eager to rub a hole.
She thought so in her heart, but her hand still softened.
Helpless, her family is poor and can't do it!
Yan Zifu raised her eyes and looked away, trying to interrupt this endless irritation.
But in the next second, she regretted it.