On a new day, people's mood is also extraordinarily relaxed and comfortable, just like the morning sun full of hope.

Zheng Changhe and Zhao San went hunting in the mountains, hoping to earn some pocket money; Aoki went to school, hoping to be literate and reasonable, and to be more productive in the future; Chrysanthemums serve the chickens and pigs like their ancestors, hoping to have a good harvest next year; Yang is also busy in the vegetable field, hoping that the dishes will grow better and the dishes on the table will be more sumptuous.

So busy, yesterday's unpleasantness is like the white clouds in the sky, scattered without a trace, only the far-reaching blue remains!

Chrysanthemum discussed with Yang that she wanted to cook some more beans and make more sauce. She has a vague idea in her heart, which has not yet taken shape, just thinking that this sauce is very good, and the family loves to eat it, so it doesn't hurt to make more!

So, the chrysanthemum fed the pigs and boiled a pot of soybeans; Then she hurried to make lunch - now she has a student baby at home, and she has to eat on time.

By the time Aoki hurried over for lunch, Chrysanthemum had already laid out the meal, and then served him a bowl of fish soup—two fish had been left for cooking last night—and sat down and looked at him with a smile.

Aoki is also full of smiles, and does not shirk his sister's attentive service. While eating, he asked, "Why hasn't my mother come to eat yet?" ”

Chrysanthemum propped her elbows on the table, supported her chin with her hand, looked at her brother and said softly: "I called her just now, but I'm afraid I'm already home." ”

Sure enough, Yang's voice came from outside: "The Aoki family is here?" How? She didn't know if she was asking Aoki how he was learning, or what her master was teaching, or something else.

Aoki seemed to know what his mother was going to ask, swallowed the last mouthful of soup, and went to serve the rice bowl again, while replying: "It's okay!" The Master spoke very well, and I can understand it! ”

The smile on Yang's lips widened. walked to the table and sat down, took the rice bowl handed over by Chrysanthemum, scooped a spoonful of shrimp paste, and picked up some fried chrysanthemum, and lowered his head to eat.

Chrysanthemum also picked up the bowl and asked while eating, "When will Dad come home?" ”

Yang said: "It will be dark until it is dark." If you're lucky, you don't have to go deep into the mountains to hunt game, and the family will come early. ”

Chrysanthemum smiled: "I don't know what Dad can hunt today." She was looking forward to some game for the tooth sacrifice.

Yang seemed to see her thoughts, and said to her with a smile: "Anyway, there will be a rabbit, and he usually won't come home empty-handed." ”

Chrysanthemum laughed and said to Yang: "Mother, when Dad is at home, let's go up the mountain to pick up some mushrooms." Just pick it up nearby. ”

Aoki continued: "When the school breaks down, I'll accompany you!" ”

Chrysanthemum asked, "Do you have a rest for a few days?" ”

Aoki replied, "Ten days and one day off." ”

"Oh!" Chrysanthemum thought to herself, you finally have a day off, where do I dare to pull you around? Besides, when you rest, you don't know what the weather will become.

Sure enough, Yang said: "I'm afraid it's cold, there are no mushrooms on the mountain." There was a while ago. If it's spring, it's more; There are many in September and October. I'm afraid it's gone. ”

Chrysanthemum is dead hearted.

In the afternoon, Yang went to the field to look at the wheat. The sun was still hanging high, and Zheng Changhe and Zhao San came back, but Zheng Changhe was carried back by Zhao San - his leg was broken.

Chrysanthemum looked at Zheng Changhe's smiling face, and then swept Zhao San's solemn expression, only to feel that the hope and courage that he had finally mustered up in the morning had deflated like a ball of air.

Zhao San placed Zheng Changhe on the bed where Aoki slept in the hall, and said to Chrysanthemum: "I will go to the village to call Doctor Qin, and you will take care of your father first." Don't worry, your dad will be fine, just lie in bed for a while, and there will be some trouble. ”

Chrysanthemum replied calmly: "Third Uncle Zhao, it's hard to run for you." ”

Zhao San smiled and said, "You baby, don't I want to go home too?" It's not by the way. ”

Zheng Changhe was lying on the bed, and when he saw Zhao San hurriedly walking out, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Why don't you bring the rabbit and pheasant?" Take home and drink the small stone stew. ”

Zhao San turned around and said to him reproachfully: "You are like this, are you still worried about this?" I'm just leaving these things for you to replenish your body, and if you buy something else, won't you have to spend money? You make up more and get better quickly. Although it is winter now, there are not many things in the field, but it is not comfortable to lie in bed, and it makes my sister-in-law and chrysanthemum anxious! ”

Zheng Changhe couldn't say anything about him, and his leg hurt again, so he had to smile bitterly and watch him go out.

Chrysanthemum waited for Zhao San to walk away, before she stepped forward and gently rolled up her father's left trouser leg, only to see that the entire knee was already red and swollen, and the calf was even a little twisted, and there was a big hideous wound on it.

Her tears couldn't help but fall - if Zheng Changhe's leg couldn't be cured, what could she do? Isn't this home harder? With such a serious injury, Zhao San said it so lightly, when she was a little baby!

Although Zheng Changhe was in a lot of pain, when he saw his daughter's appearance, he also forced a smile to comfort her: "Flower, Dad is a little painful, but it's really not in the way!" That Doctor Qin's medical skills are very good, otherwise your Third Uncle Zhao wouldn't have said that. I'm crying! ”

Chrysanthemum didn't dare to touch him, so she poured some water and drank him first, then went to the kitchen to boil a pot of boiling water, scalded several old cloth towels, and gently wiped the wound around. It's a pity that the wine at home is inferior low-alcohol wine, otherwise it can be used for cleaning and disinfection.

At this time, there was a sound of "dong dong" footsteps outside, urgent and heavy, followed by Yang Shi rushed in, his face was full of panic, and his hands were covered with mud: "What the hell is this?" Why do you go out and carry home on your back? As he spoke, his eyes were also red, and he was afraid of the chrysanthemum on the side, so he had to endure it.

Zheng Changhe smiled: "Look at you, I just talked to Chrysanthemum for a long time, and you are here again." I just fell down a hill into a ravine and broke my leg. You're not a little baby, why are you so flustered? Tell the baby to worry about it. The third brother has already gone to find Doctor Qin. As soon as he comes, won't he be cured? It's just a matter of lying down for a few more days. ”

Yang wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and then she saw her hands full of mud, she smiled reluctantly, and said, "I didn't expect it—Zhao San didn't make it clear to me." What would you like to eat? ”

Zheng Changhe said: "I didn't eat well in the mountains at noon. Chrysanthemum, you make a bowl of pot and eat me! ”

Chrysanthemum hurriedly said: "Dad, your leg has fallen, you have to be jealous." I can't eat a lot of things. Let's wait for Dr. Qin to come and take a look, and listen to what he has to say. I'll eat you in a bowl of noodles first, and then stew this pheasant, and you'll be able to drink the soup later." ”

Yang hurriedly said: "This is a taboo! The pot was brushed with shrimp paste. Let's just put down a bowl of noodles and beat two more eggs. ”

Zheng Changhe had no choice but to agree. But he was uncomfortable, his mouth was tasteless, and he especially wanted to eat the fragrant pot - that is, because he liked to eat it, Chrysanthemum brushed some shrimp paste every time he cooked the kang pot - and now he had to endure it.

Only then did he feel that chrysanthemums were really pitiful on weekdays, and he couldn't eat many things.

Chrysanthemum laid down a large bowl of noodles and set aside a small spoonful of lard—a little meat fat that she had scooped up from the pot of braised pork when she had dug the well last time—and spread two tender poached eggs on top, with green spinach and green onions in them, and the smell made Chrysanthemum drool.

This noodle is usually reluctant to eat at all, this is the last time my grandmother Wang took two catties, and I have kept it until now.

Zheng Changhe took the bowl handed over by his daughter, looked at the good-looking noodles, and swallowed his saliva. Pick up a pair of chopsticks and put them in your mouth – yes! The taste is really good, no worse than the taste of the pot.

He laughed twice and said to Yang, "What our girl makes is delicious." ”

After eating a large bowl of noodles and two poached eggs in one go, he burped, handed the bowl to Chrysanthemum, and sighed: "It's better, and my legs don't hurt so much." ”

That naïve appearance caused Chrysanthemum to purse her lips and smile.

Even when Yang saw that his spirit was better, he was also happy, and said to him: "When the chrysanthemum stews the pheasant, I'm afraid you will eat a whole mile." ”

Zheng Changhe said with a smile: "I'm busy, so I have to leave some for my daughter." ”

Yang said: "Our daughter is very sensible, do you still care about this?" You sleep first, and I'll call you when Doctor Qin comes. As he spoke, he covered him with a thin quilt.

Zheng Changhe nodded and closed his eyes to rest.

Qin Feng came quickly, and Zhao San also came - he was afraid that there was something to help, and Aoki was not at home, so he could help.

He also carried half a basket of eggs in his hand, more than a hundred, and put them on the table.

Zheng Changhe didn't fall asleep either, and when he saw Zhao San, he asked, "You're all home, why are you here again?" Woohoo! What are you carrying these eggs for? What did you bring small stones to eat? I can't swallow it like this! ”

Zhao San said impatiently: "You have fallen like this, why are you still gossiping?" You don't have to worry about my family. Doctor Qin, take a good look, can this leg be cured? ”

Qin Feng looked at the pair of awkward villagers who expressed their affection for each other, "hehe" and chuckled: "Don't worry! I'll take a look. Uncle Zheng, you don't have to worry about it. When you're ready, you'll have to give him back some eggs. ”

When Chrysanthemum came to the hall with two cups of hot tea, Qin Feng had already given Zheng Changhe's leg bones just right and was helping him with medicine.

Seeing that he didn't need to be fixed with a splint, Chrysanthemum instructed Zheng Changhe not to move on weekdays while bandaging the medicine, and she couldn't help asking, "Doctor Qin, is my father's leg okay?" ”

Qin Feng smiled: "It's okay! It's all connected. It is to lie down for a while longer and suffer some sin. ”

Zhao San said proudly: "What's the matter? I said let you worry. Sister-in-law, don't worry about it this time, just take this opportunity to help Brother Changhe make up for it and nourish his fat! He smiled at Yang as he came in from outside.

Zheng Changhe muttered: "I'm not a pig - still fat?" ”

When Yang heard this, he stepped forward with joy and took a closer look at Zheng Changhe's legs.

Chrysanthemum cautiously asked Qin Feng: "Doctor Qin, you told my father not to move, but he can still endure it during the day; When you fall asleep at night, how can you take care of it? Wouldn't it be better if you could clamp and tie that leg up with two planks? ”

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "Good idea!" It's better - he can't move even if he wants to! ”

He couldn't help but look at Chrysanthemum with admiration and said, "Chrysanthemum, you are really smart!" It's just that there is some inquisitive and unclear meaning in his eyes, and Chrysanthemum turns her head, deliberately ignoring it, not wanting to delve into it.

Zhao San heard that there was a more appropriate way, so he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" Doctor Qin, you said I'll get it. ”

Qin Feng said with a smile: "It's also good to cut two smooth bamboo boards." ”

Zhao San said: "This is easy. ”

At that moment, Yang Shi found a piece of bamboo from the firewood shed, and Zhao San started to cut it.