He put another quilt on top of her and wrapped her tightly.

He leaned over and put her on his shoulder, who had not yet awakened, and walked away.

This way.

Yang Ruoqing was still floating in the cold water.

She felt like she couldn't do anything.

My legs are sore, my back hurts, and my stomach is more like a knife is wringing hard.

Right now.

Suddenly a huge dragon swam in the water, and its huge body rolled her up, and then threw her out of the water!

Fresh air poured into her nose, and she coughed violently and opened her eyes.

I found myself wrapped in a twisted curl, and someone was carrying me on my shoulders and kicking down the stairs of the inn.

"Tang Yanzi, what are you doing?"

She asked quickly.

Luo Fengtang heard her voice and stopped his steps.

By inertia, her face hit his broad back.

Ouch, I'm going, I'm looking for Venus.

"Qing'er, don't panic, I'll take you to the doctor!" His voice reached her ears.

After saying that, he raised his legs and ran wildly.

She was already unwell, and she was shocked by him, and her bile was about to come out.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

She shouted.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"What's going on? I'm not sick, what kind of doctor? She asked angrily.

He was stunned for a moment and said to her, "I just came back and saw that you were bleeding under you, are you not sick?" ”

What?

Yes?

After he said this, the discomfort in his body suddenly became clear.

Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded.

This feeling, Nima's is all too familiar.

In my previous life, there were always a few days every month......

In this stunned, someone carried her and ran wildly again, and they all left the inn and were about to run to the street in front.

This strange shape caused passers-by to throw surprised eyes in this direction.

Yang Ruoqing was full of black lines, and shouted to him again: "Stop, stop!" ”

"I'm not hurt, you send me back to the house quickly, and I'll explain to you slowly!"

"Huh?" He was entangled.

Yang Ruoqing had already struggled out of the two quilts.

A gentle pinch of his back.

"You stupid boy, what are you doing in a daze? I said it's okay, it's okay, you can carry me back! ”

Being looked at by so many people, and pointing fingers.

Rao is so cheeky, she is also looking for a seam.

Luo Fengtang was pinched, and then he came back to his senses.

"Oh!"

He turned and ran back to the inn with her in another gust of wind.

provoked the group of passers-by behind him who looked at the novelty, stood at the door of the inn and talked for a while before dispersing.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing wrapped herself in the quilt and poked her head out.

I probably told him why women bleed in a vague tone.

There is a tent across the floor.

The person who said it inside blushed.

The people listening outside were even more embarrassed and eager to find a crack in the ground to drill.

After speaking, neither of them said a word.

In the guest room, there was an awkward silence.

In the tent, Yang Ruoqing was full of black lines.

Hey, it's terrible to be uneducated.

In modern society, this is physiological knowledge that elementary school students understand.

This silly boy!

However, think back to what he did at the time.

Presumably it's a hurry, and I'm worried about it.

Then he wrapped himself in the quilt and rushed out the door.

Thinking of this, the sweetness in her heart overshadowed the shyness again.

There can be a person who is desperate to run all the way for her safety.

She was content.

After a short silence, it was he who was the first to break the embarrassment.

"Qing'er, it's because I'm stupid and don't understand this, and I almost made you laugh."

He scratched his head and stammered.

If it was him, if he really sent Qing'er to the hospital.

As soon as the quilt is removed, the doctor checks it.

Qing'er's face was ruined by him!

The thought of this made him die of chagrin.

I didn't dare to look into her eyes.

In the tent, she heard a weak chuckle.

"It's okay, I don't blame you, those who don't know are not guilty." He said.

He nodded.

"What, is that all a woman is talking about?" He asked.

She was stunned.

"What? I don't quite understand what you're trying to ask......" she said.

He scratched his head and turned sideways.

"I mean, is it just going to flow? Why don't you stop it? He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing was embarrassed.

"You can help me go to the grocery store and buy a pack of straw paper!" She commanded.

"Hmm!"

He turned, and rushed out of the house like a gust of wind.

Watching him run out, she was also relieved.

From the bed, she took out the baggage roll she had brought from home.

Because of this trip to the county seat, I have to run around.

She left a tael of silver for her mother, and a tael of silver to catch the two who escorted Yang Huazhong.

He brought all the remaining four taels of silver.

In addition, she also brought the priceless cinnamomum camphor mushroom that she picked with Tang Lingzi last time.

Just in case!

In addition, she also picked up a pair of autumn pants and a pair of socks for spare.

This is where it comes in handy.

She got out of bed and took off her dirty pants.

Tear it into two strips of cloth with a moderate length and width.

There are no aunt towels in this era.

Most of the women of the Zhuang family come to menstrual affairs with ash bags.

She had seen Sun's ash bag.

Sewing old clothes into a cloth bag of good size, filled with plant ash from the bottom of the stove.

She really doesn't know what the ladies and ladies of the rich families use.

This man is in the inn, and he has no needle and thread at hand and no plant ash.

She had to make a simple menstrual belt to make do with it.

When she finished her menstrual period, she put the dirty pants under her and sat back on the bed to cover the quilt.

Luo Fengtang is back.

"Qing'er, the straw paper has been bought!"

He said.

A large bundle of straw paper slipped in from the corner of the tent.

Then he turned and walked towards the door, and closed the door from the outside.

She knew he was guarding the doorway.

I opened the quilt with peace of mind, brought straw paper to use, and then changed into clean pants and put them on.

"Alright, you can come in."

She shouted at the door.

After a moment, he pushed the door open and entered.

Glancing towards the bed.

The curtain had been rolled up, and she sat on the bed, covered with a quilt.

He was looking at him with a smile.

His face turned red again.

"Is this time still uncomfortable?"

He came to the bedside and asked her with a worried expression.

She smiled slightly: "It's just that my stomach hurts a little, and it's okay to rest, it's no big deal." ”

"That's good." He said.

Turning around and walking over to the table, he picked up an empty bowl.

He took out another pair of paper bags from a pile of solidly bundled paper bags and opened them.

Pour some of the contents into the bowl, then grab the crockpot on the table and flush the hot water from the crockpot into the bowl.

This side of the bed.

Yang Ruoqing stroked her still crampy stomach, frowning slightly.

This body, twelve years old, will be thirteen after the sixth birthday of the first month of the new year.

At this age, it is normal to have menarche.

I just didn't expect that I would choose to come at this juncture.