Early the next morning.

After thinking about it for a day, Zhao Rou, who didn't think about how to break away from her mother, pushed open the door a little wiltingly, and the whole person couldn't lift her spirits.

The sick seedling is easy to deal with, stupid, as long as you know his weaknesses, one thing is accurate.

The whole village knows that her brother is fascinated by the vixen and wants to die in order to marry the vixen.

Maybe God can't get used to what the sick seedling did, and did her a great favor, so Xue Miaomiao didn't know where she went, and she didn't come back for four or five days, maybe she had died outside.

Isn't that right?

Doesn't her brother love her to death?

Then go down and accompany her!

But Zhao Rou thought about how to deal with Zhao Han, but she didn't think about how to fool her mother.

Mother Zhao is a shrewd person, not so easy to be separated by her, she thought about it for a night, but she didn't think of a perfect excuse, so she could only hold back for the time being, and secretly prayed: Xue Miaomiao, that fox spirit, don't come back too soon, it's better to really die outside, then it's best.

"Rou'er, what's wrong with you? The face is so ugly? It can't be sick, right? ”

After making breakfast and coming out with a bowl of clear soup with a few patches of unknown weeds, I saw my daughter standing at the door with an ugly face, and her face was full of worry.

"Huh? Oh, it's a little uncomfortable, a little dizzy, mother! ”

At first glance, when she heard her mother's voice, Zhao Rou, who had a ghost in her heart, was startled, and after being stunned for a while, her eyes lit up, she knew how to break away from her mother.

Raising her hand and rubbing her temples, Zhao Rou frowned tightly, as if she was really uncomfortable, then shook her head again, and said to her mother with a chuckle: "Don't worry, mother, I'm fine, when I finish eating, I'll go out with my father and brother to find food." ”

But after taking two steps, Zhao Rou's figure shook, and she hurriedly held on to the earthen wall next to her with her hand, leaning weakly against the earthen wall, so that she didn't let herself fall.

"You kid, why are you going out when you're sick? Rest in your room, but you can't toss around, in case it aggravates the condition, it's bad. ”

Hurriedly put the bowl back in the kitchen, Zhao's mother came over with a worried face, scolded Zhao Rou in her mouth, but her movements were not slow, and she helped her back to Zhao Rou's room.

took off her shoes, tucked the quilt, and reached out to touch Zhao Rou's forehead, and after finding that it was not hot, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Thankfully, there was no fever.

Usually it is enough to have a minor illness, but now in this famine period, their little people dare not have any illness, it will cost their lives.

Some time ago, a villager in Qingshan Village who went out to look for food accidentally broke his leg, and as a result, he lacked medicine and food, and died of pain.

Mother Zhao didn't want her baby daughter to have an accident, seeing that she didn't have any fever, it meant that she just had a small cold, and if she had a good rest, she would be fine, and the big stone in her heart fell to the ground.

"Mother, it's getting harder and harder to find food now, more people have more possibilities, and more food will give you more hope to live."

It turns out that it is so beautiful to be cared for by my mother!

Zhao Rou's eyes rolled, and she became more and more determined to kill Zhao Han.

As long as the sick seedling is dead, no one can snatch the warmth that belongs to her.

"My mother also knows, but ......"

In the past two days, the head of the family and the youngest son have brought back less and less food, and it is not enough to feed their stomachs.

This daughter is a sensible person, willing to help her share the burden, and gets up early every day and follows her father and younger brother out to find food.

If she hadn't been scared by Xue Miaomiao's fox, she dragged her daughter to help her keep an eye on her, maybe she could find more food.

Now that my daughter is sick, how can I not feel distressed as a mother?

That's it, anyway, the fox girl is not in the village, and she can't harm her son, so she will let him go for a few days and stop giving him medicine.

Thinking so, Zhao's mother patted Zhao Rou's hand and said, "You have a good rest, before you get well, my mother and your father will go out to find food." ”