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The brothers took their things home, Jiang Yuer took the needle and thread, and asked Jiang Ziming to bring boiling water to eliminate the poison. Cooling.

Turning to the man in black, he said, "There is no wine here, and there is no hemp boiling." You bear with me first, I'll clean the wound with water and stitch it up, so it will get better faster. ”

Looking at the expressionless woman in front of me, I began to wonder what kind of family could raise such a woman. Also, what they are dressed is out of place here, but there is something that looks so natural and not informal.

The man in black was a little confused, it stands to reason that such a family and such clothes are something they can't afford.

Also, on the bed I walked on, when was this quilt quilted? Why is there still a strong musty smell? Is such a 'sturdy' quilt really called a quilt?

Although Jiang Yu'er has a needle and thread in her hand, she doesn't know how to suture the wound, if she really makes a mistake for him, there are some bullish heads, will the wound be better?

Jiang Yu'er's head spun back and forth, and finally chose to sew up the wound for the other party.

If you don't stitch up such a big wound, how can you get him out when you leave here?

picked up the needle, Jiang Yu'er was bold enough to sew it into the other party's stomach.

It's just that in my previous life, when I saw the doctor treating the wound, it was so simple, but how did it get into my own hands, but it was another matter? Why is this human skin so strong? What does it mean that the needle can't be pierced?

She wanted to cry without tears, but she took this hot potato by herself, did she have to give up halfway?

I don't know how long it took, the man in black was sweating profusely, but he didn't say a word.

Maybe he wanted to try it himself, to see if what the woman said was correct!

After sewing, not only the man in black was sweating, but even Jiang Yuer was sweating. It has nothing to do with the weather, it's all about being nervous.

As the saying goes, when a blind cat meets a dead mouse, Jiang Yuer is purely by mistake. Bumped into, good life, live. I didn't bump into it, sorry, but I went back to a professional doctor to re-sew it for you. That's a stopgap measure.

In fact, all this is a helpless move. Minjia Village is not more convenient than Zhangzhuang Village, which is close to the official road and not far from the town.

Minjia Village is the opposite, not only is it not close to the official road, but it is also 108,000 miles away from the official road.

The convenience of transportation may also be an important factor in the Jiang family's fortune. The so-called Qiao woman is difficult to cook without rice, and without good transportation convenience, Jiang Yuer may only be able to farm fields. When I can have the money to build the road, I don't know what year Ma Yue will do.

If you want the Jiang family to develop into the current situation, it is even more fantastical.

The ancients paid attention to the right time, place and people, and Jiang Yuer felt that she had taken it all over.

After everything is done, Jiang Zisu's dinner can be regarded as ready.

Jiang Yu'er had been hungry all day and could now eat an elephant. Seeing a table of meals that are not sumptuous, but do not affect the appetite: "Is tonight's meal made by the eldest brother?" Jiang Yu'er asked with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

Jiang Zisu glanced at her, who else would go to the kitchen to cook besides him?

"Huh? Chicken? Seeing the chicken leg in the bowl, it was not big, but it still surprised Jiang Yu'er.

Actually, she can't be blamed for this. Who made her plunge headlong into that hut in a moment. Now I found out that there is meat at home, which is really not an afterthought.

Jiang Ziming gave her a bowl of soup: "Sister, you drink first and then eat." Didn't you say that soup before meals nourishes the stomach? "Since Jiang Yu'er was poisoned this time, the Jiang family has taken care of her life very carefully, and I am really afraid that if one of them doesn't pay attention, something will happen to her.

Jiang Yu'er picked up the bowl, took a sip and said, "Hmm! Although it is original, this Taiyuan tastes. Chicken soup without ginger, the fishy smell is still very strong! ”

She was talking to herself alone, and no one paid attention to her.

After eating, Jiang Zisu took a bowl of chicken soup and went to the hut to feed the man: "You drink the chicken soup first, there are no condiments here, and there is a fishy smell." When the porridge in the pot is ready, I'll bring you some. When your wounds heal, we'll get out of here. ”

Hearing Jiang Zisu's words, the black-clothed man figured it out. It turns out that they are not from this place either.

"This is your ancestral home?" For the first time, the man in black asked the question in his heart.

Jiang Zisu smiled: "No." This is the abode of an old man. ”

The man in black understood, so he didn't ask much, but drank the chicken soup in the bowl that Jiang Zisu served: "Please help me get some medicine!" ”

Seriously, Jiang Yu'er's ghostly brilliance, he didn't want to feel it a second time. Although the man in front of him was a man, he was much gentler than the woman. This is Jiang Yuer's first image of the man in black.

Jiang Zisu smiled: "Brother Tai is not strange, my sister also wants your injury to recover as soon as possible." In fact, wound suturing has been around for a long time, but people can't accept it, so it has not been promoted until now. My sister is not a doctor, but she has seen the eldest lady have her injuries stitched. Brother Tai bear with me first, and when you get better, we'll go out. When you get to Wujiaji, find a doctor to take a good look at you. ”

This place, birds don't.

The people here are sick, and the conditions are better, go to Wujiaji to grab two pairs of medicines and boil them to drink. If the conditions are not good, the minor illness will be dragged into a major illness, and the treatment will be given up for the major illness. Whether you can live to old age depends on God's will.

The man in black didn't speak, only Jiang Zisu muttered and chatted with him.

After a while, Jiang Ziming and Min Zhengquan came in with a bowl of rice porridge. The bowls at home were all left over from the previous time when Min Lao Er and his wife were there. Chopsticks or something, or the shadow guard went to cut the bamboo today and came back to make it.

Seeing the chopsticks that are still brand new, although they have been boiled in boiling water, it is not difficult to see that the owner's life is not ordinary.

"Come, let's take a sip of porridge first!" Jiang Zisu handed over the bowl.

The man took the bowl, and he was not pretentious, and drank the porridge in the bowl in three or two clicks.

It's good for people like them to have a hot mouth. What's more, there is someone to take care of after being injured.

"Brother! Hello ready? Jiang Yu'er's voice sounded outside the door.

However, no matter how she listens to what she says, there is a kind of rural people feeding pigs in it.

Jiang Zisu said softly: "Hmm! It's almost there. ”

When the man heard Jiang Yu'er's voice, his body trembled violently. He was really scared of the woman who looked delicate but was extremely strong. After living so long, he has never seen a woman from a good family like her, who can hold a needle without changing her face, and say that the sewing will be sewn for you.

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