The two talked about something else.

"You are careful enough, the front and back yards are locked, this is so close, are you afraid that something will happen to Dabao? Or are you on the lookout for homeless people? ”

Hu Liang felt that Ji was a little contradictory, why should he save it if he was so vigilant.

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, I can't stand the shock again."

As for whether it is to prevent homeless people......

Ji does not deny that she is so eager to cure people, but she has the intention of sending people away as soon as possible.

At that time, they will be benevolent and righteous, and the homeless will be able to fend for themselves.

And she and Dabao not only repaid the kindness, but also got rid of the trouble, closed the door and continued to live their own small lives with peace of mind.

How nice.

It took more than half an hour, and finally the front and back of the house, the inside and outside of the house, should be removed, should be swept and wiped, and it was refreshing.

Lunch was eaten at Ji's house.

Ji cleaned up a few dishes, first, to treat the Hu brothers, and secondly, to let Hu Hao rest, and he was busy in the afternoon.

After dinner, Ji put the pre-allocated meals into a bamboo basket, sent Hu Dacheng home, and asked Widow Xie by the way to see if he could turn out Uncle Hu's old clothes.

If not, Hu Liang's is okay, she can be useful in the afternoon.

When Hu Dacheng came back with a set of patched clothes, Ji remembered that he still needed a cart.

Hu Dacheng pretended to be old and sighed at her, and ran home to pull the cart again.

The cart was delivered, and it was almost over.

Ji and Hu Liang pulled the cart and came to the low shed.

At lunchtime, Ji came over to bring him food as usual, and by the way, he told him that he was going to be sent elsewhere in the afternoon.

He ...... Agreed? Hu Liang glanced at the homeless man who always maintained a unchanged posture, and always felt that this person looked like a stone carving, and he was inhumane.

"I don't deny it, it's all handled by default in my case."

Hu Liang: "......" turned out to be like this.

Anyway, he's a helper, so whatever Ji says is what he is.

Together, the two lifted the straw off the shack, walked over to the homeless man, carefully avoiding the wound, and raised his arms one to the left and the other to the right.

Like an instinctive defense, or a conditioned reflex, Hu Liang could feel the momentary tension of the homeless man, and he was about to exert force on his hands and feet.

Ji snapped and slapped on his left arm: "Relax!" ”

slapped on his left leg again: "Lift up, don't step on the ground!" ”

Hu Liang never forgot the horror on that side of the cave, so he subconsciously refused to face the homeless man, so it is unknown what the homeless man's reaction was.

I only knew that after Ji Pa slapped twice, the homeless man stiffened even more, but he didn't try to get rid of their support.

Come to think of it, he should be in a similar mood to himself.

The mighty season can't be provoked......

Hu Liang used a cart to pull the homeless man to the earthen house first, and Ji stayed behind to clean up the aftermath.

In fact, there is really nothing to clean up in the low shed.

On the day when the two crutches were found, Ji drew a pattern and went to the town to find a carpenter to make it.

It's done pretty quickly, but it's a little weird in shape.

Obviously painted according to the kind of armpit crutches in the sketch "Selling Abduction", I don't know if her painter has regressed, or the carpenter master understands crookedly, and forced it into an inverted triangle...... It's barely a good idea.

On the day of the abduction, she first demonstrated how to use it, and then told the homeless man in a popular science tone: When solving personal problems, remember to use crutches, with your left hand and right leg......

Fortunately, the homeless man is willing to continue to play the fool, otherwise, it would be very awkward to think about how convenient it is to teach a man.

In addition to this pair of crutches, there are also two quilts.

One bed was the old quilt that Ji took from the Hu family when he first started to build a low shed, and later Widow Xie vacated another bed.

The quilts of the Hu family have been replaced with new ones one after another, and although the old cotton sleeves are reluctant to throw away, they are useless for a while.

The bed I took earlier was covered underneath, and although there was a layer of straw mat underneath, the ground was damp, and the quilt was already dirty and damp.

Ji didn't plan to ask for it again, picked up the crutches, picked up the old quilt that had just been delivered and was clean and refreshing and returned to the house, and after some trade-offs, he picked the new quilt that the bed didn't like the most, took the bed sheets, and carried them to the earthen house together.

The cart was parked at the entrance of the hall, and the homeless man was still lying on it, his face covered by his hair.

Ji looked at Hu Liang, Hu Liang coughed and looked up at the sky.

I really can't blame him, this place is already panicked, and the inhumane face of the homeless man is really scary and scary, so ......

"Why did you still hold a new quilt? My mother knows, and she has to nag you again. ”

"Then don't let Aunt Xie know yet."

Ji knew that he was deliberately interrupting, and motioned for him to push open the door of the hall.

The old wooden door made a piercing creak, and Hu Liang sizzled, and couldn't help but shudder.

"I'll put some oil on the door shaft when I go back, and I haven't lived there for a long time, so it's ......"

Ji carried the quilt into the house, and the kang mat had already been laid on the kang, which was also vacated by the Hu family.

Ji spread the old quilt on the kang mat and laid the sheets on it.

The new quilt with the quilt cover was put aside for the time being, and it was left to cover at night.

When Hu Liang saw that the kang was laid, he asked, "Now move people up?" ”

"As he is now, just get it directly, then what do I do and bother to change him with a new quilt."

Hu Liang thought about it, it makes sense.

"What then?"

Ji rolled up his sleeves: "What else can I do, take a bath." ”

"Take a bath? Who washed him? ”

Ji pointed at himself, and then at him: "We." ”

Hu Liang almost choked to death from his own saliva.

"You, you...... Don't you come here nonsense! ”

Ji rolled his eyes: "Where do you want to go, I am responsible for boiling water, and you are responsible for washing him." ”

“…… Got it. "This big ups and downs, Hu Liang's heart is a little unbearable.

It was obviously unrealistic to boil water from Ji's house and send it over, so after cleaning in the morning, Ji asked Hu Liang to clean up the stove room by the way.

Hu Liang was carrying the bath bucket, chopping wood, and carrying water, and he was busy sweating.

When Ji sat down to boil the pot, he had to take a breath.

Ji took advantage of this time and told him in detail about the precautions.

"Don't let him get off the barrel, just make a stool, and you soak a towel and scrub him...... Take special care not to let water touch the wound...... Also, look at him, don't move your right hand and left foot......"

Hu Liang's expression on his face was not too obvious, and it was an embarrassment in his heart.

Ji She is a girl's house, why can she talk to him with a man without changing her face, and talk about how to bathe another man...... Still take it for granted?

Hu Liang listened to it with his scalp, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

I heard Ji say that the water was boiling, as if he had been amnesty, so he scooped the hot water into a wooden basin and brought it to the hall one by one.

The barrel has been filled with cold water, and it is only necessary to plant hot water in it.

Hu Liang poured water into it, Ji stretched out his hand and stirred, feeling that the temperature was almost over, and shouted to stop.

This time it was useless, Hu Liang helped the homeless man down from the cart alone, and carried him to the stool by the bathtub and sat down.

Ji rummaged through the new quilt for a while, found a few strips of cloth, walked over to the homeless man and squatted down, took his right hand tied with gauze, and wrapped one of the strips of cloth on it.

"This is an oilcloth, which is not so easy to seep water, but it is not completely waterproof, in short, you have to be careful."

Ji Bian said, and did the same treatment of the homeless man's remaining wrists and ankles.

At the end, he pointed to the kang and said, "The change of clothes and shoes are put on the kang for a while, you wait ...... later."

"I've written it down, I've written it all down, you get out of here!" Hu Liang urged the season to go.

He had a hunch that if his mother knew what he was doing with Ji now, the hope of forgiveness would be ruined.

Ji unilaterally warned the homeless man again, telling him not to "use his hands and feet", and went out.

Hu Liang hurriedly tied the door of the hall from the inside and tied it tightly.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he turned around and immediately regretted the homeless man who was sitting motionless at the top end, but inexplicably matched the cold atmosphere around him.

Why is this man so scary......

What to do? I really want to call Ji in again......