An Qingxia was about to take the opportunity to test Yu Jianbin's reaction, where was he willing to say it to death, and dealt with Zhao Lao Niang in vague words, pretending to be weak and sleeping to recuperate.

Mrs. Zhao felt sorry for her daughter, so she didn't quarrel with her, locked the door and went out, not knowing whether to go to the barefoot doctor in the village to get medicine, or go back and continue to listen to gossip.

An Qingxia was the only one left in the house.

She lay quietly.

The mat is covered with layers of sheets, slightly cool, not icemen;

There is a thin summer quilt on the body, and the pillow is probably a pillow core filled with broken wheat straw and wheat bran, and the ridges are not very comfortable, and the soil kang is also hard.

An Qingxia lay down for a while and slowly relaxed her body.

God knows how long it has been since she had a good night's sleep!

[System, thank you.] 】

She silently thanked her in her heart, but unsurprisingly did not get a response.

Probably the system is very busy, and she is not the only one who carries the task in her hand.

An Qingxia turned over, arched her head on the pillow, arched into a comfortable shape, concentrated and recovered her lost mental power, and concentrated on checking the client's space golden finger.

Sure enough, the space is not large, about eight cubic meters, at best, it is the appearance of a first-level and second-level ability, and the team that can be supplied is not very strong, no wonder Zhao Qingxia died unexpectedly in his previous life.

An Qingxia endured the pain of the needle prick that her mental power was about to run out, and roughly browsed the somewhat messy space.

The collection of materials is biased, as An Qingxia is familiar with, nothing more than food, clothing, medicine, and a weapon for self-defense.

Before An Qingxia had time to check in detail, there was a sharp stinging pain in her brain, her eyes were dark, and she fell into a coma completely, and she didn't hear the system's belated official polite reply.

As soon as she woke up, An Qingxia instinctively went into a state of alert for a second.

With the recovery of her five senses, she slowly came back to her senses and remembered her current situation.

She's safe.

At least for now, eight months and three days are.

Uh, maybe you've wasted a few moments?

An Qingxia squinted at the bright moonlight leaking in through the gap in the thin curtains, and was a little stunned for a while.

Before she came, just as the warm sunlight on which all things grow disappeared, the romantic moonlight gradually became a legend in the story.

What flowers before the moon, I hope that people will be thousands of miles together for a long time, and they don't exist!

An Qingxia stretched out her hand and picked up a handful of moonlight as if she was fascinated, and the light flowed into her cold and hard heart like a city wall.

"Girl awake? Still uncomfortable, isn't it? Why are you crying? Don't be afraid, take this medicine, sleep again, and the fever will soon subside. ”

Mrs. Zhao pushed the door in by the moonlight, turned on the electric light casually, and fed the medicine to her daughter with a tea jar, she wanted to reach out and touch her forehead to see if it was hot, but she touched her hand wet, and she couldn't help but soften her voice and coax.

Her daughter was squeamish when she was a child, although the family conditions were poor, but she really didn't suffer much, and she didn't cry a few times when she grew so big, this is a big grievance in her mother-in-law's house, right?

Mrs. Zhao sighed silently in her heart, how can marrying a daughter-in-law in someone else's family be the same as being a girl at home?

Let's boil it, it's good for a daughter-in-law who has been boiling for many years to become a mother-in-law, otherwise what else can I do? Persuading her daughter to divorce? The one who is looking for it may not be able to be as strong as Yu Jianbin.

An Qingxia wiped her face, took the pill and raised her head to swallow, but actually put the pill into the space.

"Mom, how long have I been asleep? You haven't slept yet? ”

An Qingxia changed out of her sweaty clothes, and Mrs. Zhao diligently helped her remove all the quilts on the kang.

"You've been burning for a day and a half."

Mrs. Zhao took out a neatly folded pillow towel, and An Qingxia took it and spread it on the new pillow.

"But it scared my mother. If you can't get rid of the fever tonight, I'll have to find someone to send you to the township health center tomorrow morning to get a hanging bottle. ”

Mrs. Zhao looked scared, so she carefully looked at her daughter's face with the light.

"Well, my eyes are bright, my face is not so red, and the medicine given by your third master is still reliable."

An Qingxia has a good idea of her physical condition.

She wasn't scared sick, in fact, she was overdrawn and died.

"Mom, I'm worried about you, I'm fine."

An Qingxia's mother screamed more and more smoothly, and even took the initiative to lean over and beat Zhao Lao Niang.

"My daughter has suffered a lot this time, and I haven't seen you like this for many years."

Mrs. Zhao hugged her daughter, reached out to cover her sweaty forehead, and hummed with satisfaction.

"It's good to sweat, lie back quickly, so as not to catch a cold and burn again." Hungry, right? Mom stewed an old hen and heated it in the pot, I'll bring it to you. ”

An Qingxia lay down according to her strength, staring at the old lady's fiery back, and her stomach rumbled accordingly.

She didn't know how many mouthfuls of saliva she swallowed, and looked forward to Zhao Lao Niang holding a big bowl through the autumn water.

"It smells so good!"

An Qingxia sniffled vigorously, and her eyes were full of the bowl of oily and fragrant chicken!

"Silly boy, can you be full just by looking at it? Mouth. ”

Mrs. Zhao was both relieved and sad, and she didn't dare to provoke her sick daughter to think too much, so she endured the chatter of complaining that Lao Yu's family abused her daughter, and personally scooped a spoon of chicken soup and fed it.

"Drink a sip of soup to warm your stomach first."

An Qingxia couldn't help but open her mouth and swallowed the chicken soup in one gulp, so beautiful that she trembled all over her body and got goosebumps!

It smells so good! There are no other words to express how touched she is!

"Eat slowly, and besides, Mom won't rob you."

Mrs. Zhao looked at her daughter's anxious but cautious eating, and her eyes turned red.

What kind of life did the girl live when she got married? How did Lao Yu's family grind her daughter?

"Qingxia, why don't you go public with Jianbin in the market? It's not a matter if the young couple are not together all day, you are married to him Yu Jianbin as a daughter-in-law, not for the old Yu family to be a daughter-in-law. ”

The faint smell of gunpowder in these words is quite intriguing.

An Qingxia sipped the stewed bone-free and melt-in-your-mouth chicken, slightly calming the scorching and restless stomach, and then departed a trace of energy to ponder the task.

"Mom, did they you off again?"

Mrs. Zhao saw that her daughter was eating a small mouth, and she also knew that she felt sorry for herself, and she no longer cared about protecting her in-laws, and she also felt ironed in her heart, and she talked more.

"Mom is not that stingy person, it's really your mother-in-law's work is too unreasonable. You're sick like this, and they didn't say they came home to see you, can't I, a mother, have some opinions in my heart? ”

An Qingxia swallowed the chicken in her mouth, swallowed another mouthful of soup and asked, "Didn't show up?" ”

"It's not like that!"

Mrs. Zhao pouted angrily, in the end, she was afraid of her daughter's infatuation with her son-in-law, and she didn't say anything too seriously.

"What about Yu Jianbin? He doesn't have any news either? ”

An Qingxia asked with wide eyes, wondering in her heart what she hadn't revealed.