After sewing two quilts, Yang saw that Chrysanthemum was hunched over and struggling, so he said: "I've sewed two beds, you can rest, I'll sew the rest, I'll sew the rest, I'll sew it fast." ”

Chrysanthemum felt that her needlework was indeed not as skilled as Yang's, so she nodded honestly. She picked up some leftover cloth and thought about making a pair of cotton gloves. Thinking about it again, let's do it to my brother first, sitting in the school and listening to the lecture and can't move, but it's very cold.

But I can't use this cloth to make it for my brother.

She turned out the leftover cloth from the last time she made clothes for her brother, it was light blue, cut out a pair of two-layer gloves than the shape of her hand, filled in some cotton, spread it evenly, and then sewed it finely, flipped it from the inside, and embroidered two simple grasses on the back of her hand, just to fix the cotton inside.

She sat in a barrel of fire, with a small sieve on her lap, in which scissors, rags, and needlework were spread out, and her men kept gesturing and busy.

I was distracted for a moment, and no one in the room spoke, except for the occasional popping of the lamps and the sound of Aoki chanting softly.

Zheng Changhe kept staring at her to make this thing, and when he saw that she was done, he suddenly realized: "This is on your hand." Woohoo! Damn, come and see, how good this thing is made by chrysanthemums! ”

He put the gloves on his hands and praised repeatedly: "Bah! It's warm, it's warm! Flowers, who is this for? ”

It's so big, it's definitely not Chrysanthemum's own.

Chrysanthemum looked at his hopeful gaze, and couldn't help but purse her lips and smile: "Dad, this is for my brother." He sat there in the school hall and couldn't move, it was very cold. I'll help you and your mother do it tomorrow. ”

Zheng Changhe said repeatedly: "Help your brother do it first, it doesn't matter!" I can still bake a fire at home, and it's not very cold. ”

At this time, Yang and Aoki both came to take a look. Yang also praised vigorously, and Aoki tried the gloves and laughed so hard that his mouth cracked to his ears.

Yang said: "It's good, it's good, that is, your brother has to write often, I'm afraid it's a little in the way." ”

Chrysanthemum said, "Don't be afraid, I'll make another pair without fingers, and that's it—" She gestured at the base of her four fingers—"Then writing won't get in the way." ”

Yang nodded in admiration and said, "That's really out of the way." Oh, my daughter is smart. Hehe! ”

Zheng Changhe said with a smile: "Your mother and I are not afraid, if you want fingers, you can wear them when you work." Especially your mother, it's so cold when you go out in the morning, isn't it very useful to wear this thing! ”

The room was lively again, and Aoki also put away his books and helped Yang carry the quilts to everyone's beds. The quilts and sheets were laid out long ago.

Seeing that everyone was not so sleepy, Yang simply stayed up for a while, followed the chrysanthemum to make this glove, and gossiped with Zheng Changhe until three pairs of gloves were made, and the family went to sleep.

Sure enough, the conditions have improved, it is different, after staying up all night, rolling into the soft and warm quilt, Chrysanthemum feels that the happiest moment in this life is now, I want to come to Zhu Yuanzhang to drink "pearl jade white jade soup" is also this mood!

Lying in the gentle township, even the dream has become charming!

Who is the beautiful girl floating on the wild chrysanthemum field? The morning mist shrouded her, like a fairy descending to the earth. Also, that indifferent demeanor is by no means what a girl in this earthly countryside should have.

She turned her head, her face covered with a face scarf, her eyes like autumn water, and she looked at the small green hill that was as gorgeous as fire. That rich and beautiful, colorful oak forest, in the hazy morning light, is more like a bright brocade, set off the large golden chrysanthemum under the mountain, picturesque, beautiful and magical!

……

In the next few nights, Yang and Chrysanthemum were busy under the lamp, making cotton clothes, cotton shoes, jackets, etc., and used the remaining seven catties of cotton. Yang had no choice but to say that he would bring some back when Ming'er went to the set.

Chrysanthemum doesn't care about the customs and usual style of dressing here, everything is based on their own comfort.

The jacket she made for herself was also narrowed to the waist, but it was below the hips. She's afraid of the cold, so she doesn't have to put too much thought into dressing like this anyway. Unlike the jacket worn by Meizi, the length is only up to the hips, and whether it is paired with a skirt or pants underneath, it looks pretty and simple.

It was really too weak, so she gritted her teeth and made another pair of cotton pants with a thin layer of cotton in them. It's not for the sake of looking good, but I'm afraid that the paving will be thick, and it will be inconvenient to work and squat.

Yang later pulled a lot of fabric for her daughter, and she originally wanted to pull some good materials, but Chrysanthemum told her that she liked to wear cotton - soft and comfortable, so she didn't insist.

So Chrysanthemum added two new coats, silver red and water green, which were put on the outside of the jacket for easy disassembly and washing; Below are the silver-gray and indigo-colored pants, finally getting rid of the days of patches and patches.

In fact, her old clothes last year couldn't cover the padded jacket and cotton pants, even if she wanted to be frugal, she couldn't do it, unless she changed it with Aoki's old clothes. However, the chrysanthemum has indeed been changed in two, and it is easy to wear when you are working, so as not to stain the new clothes.

She originally told Yang that the elements were lighter, but Yang said that the cloth was either too old in color, and the colors suitable for their little girls were all of this color, and she couldn't do it.

At noon that day, Aoki ran into the courtyard in a hurry, sweating on his forehead and spewing hot air from his cracked mouth. He shouted at Chrysanthemum, who was serving food to the hall, "Chrysanthemum, Chrysanthemum! Dr. Qin is coming in the afternoon! ”

Chrysanthemum put on a new light purple cotton jacket, no coat, and new cotton shoes on her feet. As soon as his body was warm, his spirit was much better, his face was full of smiles, and his steps were much brisker.

Seeing her brother's excited appearance, she asked strangely, "Doctor Qin is coming?" Come on. Dad's leg is almost healed, and it will be almost a mile if he changes the medicine a few more times. ”

Aoki waved his hand again and again, "It's not Dad." Doctor Qin is here to see you. He said that his master had brought some medicine and was going to give it to you to try. ”

Chrysanthemum's eyes widened suddenly: "You mean, Doctor Qin is coming to help me look at my face?" She asked Aoki with her index finger pointing to her face.

Aoki smiled and nodded vigorously, "Hey! When I got out of school just now, Dr. Qin whispered to me. ”

Chrysanthemum couldn't help but get excited: even if she persuaded her father and mother not to expect too much that day, lest she be too disappointed when the time came, but when it came, she couldn't control herself, and her heart was full of great joy and expectation.

At this time, Zheng Changhe and Yang also came out of the house.

As soon as Chrysanthemum saw Aoki's figure on the village road every day, she began to serve food, so Zheng Changhe and his family had already sat on the table and waited for dinner.

Yang grabbed Aoki's arm and asked tremblingly, "What......'s this?" It's true? Did Dr. Qin really say that? ”

Aoki nodded vigorously, his mouth never closed.

Yang only felt that his spirit was a little dazed, and he muttered, "What can I do?" What can I do? ”

Zheng Changhe was also happy, but he was more sober, and even pushed Yang and said, "Mother, this is a good thing." What are you doing? ”

It was still Chrysanthemum who understood her mother's mood, and chuckled and said to Yang: "Mother! We don't understand anything, don't be busy. Just listen to Dr. Qin, he will do what he says. ”

Only then did Yang come to his senses and said continuously: "Yes, yes!" Listen to Dr. Qin. Don't panic, let's eat first! ”

After she calmed down, she advised others not to panic, and Chrysanthemum and Aoki looked at each other and smiled together.

So, everyone went into the house to eat together.

Because of the huge expectation in my heart, this lunch was both happy and tasteless, everyone picked up two large bowls of rice in a daze, and the dishes did not taste anything, but the mood was extremely refreshing.

Aoki still has to go to the school in the afternoon, and he can't stay at home to witness the treatment of chrysanthemums, so it's a pity that he was very reluctant when he left.

Chrysanthemum said to him softly, "Brother, don't worry. You think, Doctor Qin is not an immortal, as soon as he gives me medicine, the things on my face will fall off; Most of them still have to wait a few days, and maybe they will have to change the medicine a few times in the middle to get better. You should go to the school with peace of mind, and you can see what has become of me when you come home in the evening. ”

Aoki thought about it too, so he went with confidence.

In the afternoon, Qin Feng came to the gate of the Zheng family's small courtyard with the medicine box on his back, and was made to laugh by Zheng Changhe, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard with his neck stretched out: "Uncle Zheng, Aunt Zheng, are you in a hurry?" ”

Zheng Changhe rubbed his rough hands and smiled a little shyly: "Don't worry, don't worry!" Doctor Qin, come in and sit. ”

The Yang clan also laughed, and surrounded Qin Feng in the middle like Zheng Changhe's guards, hugged into the hall, and let him sit down at the old table.

Chrysanthemum tried hard to suppress her mood of wanting to be excited, and served Qin Feng a cup of chrysanthemum tea, thinking that it was winter, and only put a wild chrysanthemum in it. She herself doesn't dare to drink it now, who made her physique cold!

She said to her father and mother in disgust: "Dad, mother, don't look at Doctor Qin like this, I'm going to frighten people." Besides, Doctor Qin also said that just trying this medicine didn't work, didn't you make him embarrassed like this! ”

Yang was poured a scoop of cold water, remembering what Chrysanthemum had said that day, he also suppressed the high excitement, and forced a smile: "It's too! Then Doctor Qin, you are busy, you should do what you want. Dad, don't be stunned, if Doctor Qin has someone to help, just help. ”

She didn't say this, of course, the doctor should do what he should do when he sees the disease, do you still want to listen to you?

Qin Feng smiled, he understood the mood of this rural couple very well-usually the patient's family is like this, so he said indifferently: "There's nothing to be busy with, just apply medicine to the chrysanthemum's face; Then there are internal pills, three times a day, very simple! ”

As he spoke, he opened the medicine box, picked out a fist-sized porcelain bottle with a round belly and a thin neck from the neatly arranged utensils and porcelain bottles, and said to Chrysanthemum: "Clean your face first, and by the way, take a small saucer, and scald it with boiling water." ”

Yang hurriedly followed Chrysanthemum to the kitchen.

Chrysanthemum had actually washed his face with wild chrysanthemum soaked in water a long time ago, in order to take the medicine refreshingly, but since Qin Feng had ordered, he washed it again; Yang found a small coarse porcelain plate, scalded it with boiling water, and then returned to the hall with Chrysanthemum.

Qin Feng took the small saucer and put it on the table, tilted the round-bellied porcelain bottle in his hand, and suddenly a black thick medicinal juice with a fragrance flowed out, and when he saw that there were a lot of them, he stopped pouring them out; He took out a green bamboo skewer from the medicine box, and wrapped a white muslin around it.

After he had prepared everything, he smiled and said to Chrysanthemum, "Come and sit down." Close your eyes. Don't panic, the medicine will be applied quickly. ”

Chrysanthemum sat down in front of Qin Feng as she said.

She saw that his expression was also solemn, although he was smiling, but Qingjun's face was not stretched, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, which showed that his heart was also nervous, and the effect of this medicine was not certain.

Chrysanthemum suddenly calmed down - could it be worse than it is now? What is there to be afraid of?

So she smiled at Qin Feng and closed her eyes.