Chapter 7: The Grace of Survival
"Water, Water ......"
In the middle of the night, Yan Shunhua woke up slowly, feeling a splitting headache, unbearable thirst, and a fire burning in his body, evaporating all the water. She struggled to get out of bed, but she accidentally fell, and the rough grains of sand in the ground were embedded in the broken flesh, and she was sweating profusely, and the wind blew, and she shivered with cold.
After a quarter of an hour, Yan Shunhua relieved herself, got up slowly, and finally saw a clay bowl on the table, with half a bowl of water in the bowl, she couldn't wait to pour the water into her mouth, and the bitter taste suddenly spread in her mouth, it turned out to be medicine.
Only then did she notice that the room she was in was simply just a bed, a table, and a futon, presumably this was the Peach Blossom Temple.
When she was still the daughter of the Hou Mansion, she had come to the Peach Blossom Nunnery more than once, and although the rest room was not as good as the boudoir of her daughter's house, it was not bad.
It's just that I changed my identity and saw all the things in the world, which is really ironic.
The bowl of medicine that I don't know who boiled had some effect, and although the whiplash was still there, the burning in the body gradually eased. She lay back on the bed, only to find that the bamboo mat was damp, and even the quilt was smelling musty, so she had to endure the pain on her body and wrap herself in a thick ball with the quilt, like a cicada chrysalis.
After enough sleep during the day, she didn't feel sleepy anymore at this time, and looked at the roof tiles in a daze. At this time, it was already silent outside the window, only her faint heart was beating throbbing, and she was the only one left in the whole world.
She opened her eyes, but tears fell.
I don't know when I fell asleep, and it was already blue and white when I woke up again. She touched her forehead, it was still burning, but not as hot as last night.
"Great, Tan Yue, you're awake, I'm afraid you won't survive last night."
A bare-headed little nun came in with a bowl of hot medicine, and when she woke up, she smiled happily and squinted, "I asked Uncle Shi to grab a pair of Chinese medicine, and if you drink it twice again today, you will definitely be able to reduce the fever." ”
Yan Shunhua finally knew where the half bowl of medicinal juice came from last night, "Thank you little master for your life." ”
Mingxin hurriedly shook his head, a thin red appeared on his face, "Yes, yes, Tan Yue is a resident of the nunnery, so he naturally has to take care of you." ”
She was whipped and thrown to the Peach Blossom Nunnery, presumably Gu Fu had the attitude of letting her fend for herself, how could she let the people in the nunnery treat her, it should be this little master who was kind-hearted and saved her life.
The world is not yet completely dirty.
Yan Shunhua chatted with her for a few words, and learned that her legal name was Mingxin, and she was the apprentice of the host of the Peach Blossom Nunnery, because she was taking care of her behind the master's back, Mingxin didn't dare to stay for a long time, and left soon.
The moldy quilt smelled bad, and it was warm today, and she wanted to bask in the sun in the yard, but when she saw that she was disheveled, she was embarrassed, so she had to sit down at the door and look into the distance in a daze.
She was not the only resident of this courtyard, and while she was in a daze, she had already seen two women passing by on the path of the courtyard. They are in their prime of life, but they are drowsy, they still have hair on their heads, and they are not wearing monk's clothes, and they seem to be the losers who have been assigned here.
They should have been here for a long time, and they were not curious about her, a newcomer, but glanced at it lightly, and slowly carried half a bucket of water to the one-acre vegetable garden in the yard, as if they were planting vegetables.
Yan Shunhua suddenly thought that if she could survive, their present would be her future.