I don't know if it was Mama Jin's chatter that played a role, or the gentle atmosphere of the second room of the Qi family made the little guy feel at ease, and when it was time for dinner, Qi Congming was no longer as hasty as he was at lunch, although his expression was still dumbfounded, his body was much more relaxed.

A few people in the second room were afraid that he would accidentally rub the wound if he stayed by himself, and the three people who were busy doing things every day would always come out to watch him. This keeps a series of preparations for rice tofu busy.

After dinner, it was getting dark.

The second room of the Qi family is not like other farms, and they fell asleep after chatting a few words by moonlight. They still have to prepare for tomorrow's stall, so they can only light oil lamps luxuriously.

The oil lamp was placed on the table, and Qi Congming's expression changed. I had probably never seen the flame of an oil lamp so closely, and my dark eyes stared at the oil lamp curiously, and my eyes were reluctant to blink.

In the end, it was Mama Jin who was afraid that he would stare at the flames and lose his eyes, so she said good things for a long time before coaxing him to look away and take the oil lamp off the kang table.

The most troublesome thing is to wash up before going to bed, just by looking at Qi Congming's skin, he knows how long he hasn't taken a bath, the dirt and dander on his body are mixed, and the immature skin can hardly see the original color. Although the peasant children of this era are not so particular, this is too much.

Qi Congming not only had the two burns on his back, but also two scabs on his legs that had not fallen off, and when Ye Xinyan scrubbed him, he needed to be careful to avoid the injuries, so the cooperation of the little guy was crucial.

Fortunately, Mama Jin's nagging for most of the day was not in vain, and when Ye Xinyan wiped his body, the little guy could at least be stunned and not move, which greatly reduced the difficulty of Ye Xinyan's scrubbing.

On the one hand, he needs to wash his body before going to bed, and on the other hand, he will take him to the hospital tomorrow, and the clean child can make the doctor have a good impression and can seriously treat him with injuries.

Ye Xinyan changed three basins of water, and the little guy's skin was considered to be its true color.

"It's okay, it's okay, fortunately, Ye Zi's hands and feet are light, so he didn't wet the wound." Qi Younian was in a hurry and couldn't help, but when he saw Qi Congming's smooth bathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He Qi Congming said in a consultative tone: "Congming, grandpa will sleep outside with you, okay?" ”

Mama Jin took Qi Younian's words, "The old man has never taken care of the child, and now he has injuries on his body, so let's let Congming sleep in the room." Ye Xinyan and I take care of it, so it's safer. ”

It's a trivial matter for the little guy to sleep there, and Ye Xinyan has a lot of opinions about his name.

She said: "Grandpa, the name Qi Congming is his name at his uncle's house, let's change his name." I don't feel comfortable hearing this name, and I always think of him at my uncle's house. Re-naming it, the little guy is less connected to his uncle's and grandfather's family. ”

Qi Younian thought about it, of course, it is better for his children to use their own names, "Then think about it, see what the name is." ”

"This ......," she only thought about her child's name, and didn't go with Sanfang. As for the name, she is not good at it.

Qi Younian looked at her difficult expression, where he didn't know what she was thinking, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, there are still some days before the official succession, you think slowly." ”

"Oh...... what if you can't think of it slowly? Is it okay for her to be famous?

Looking at Qi Congming again, the little guy encountered a lot of things today, and after eating and drinking, he was wiped and tossed by Ye Xinyan again, and fell asleep without waiting for Mama Jin to coax him.

Then don't worry, the name, as long as the literal meaning is good and it looks pleasing to the eye. My own family is an ordinary farmer, and it is not a scholarly family for generations, so I don't pay so much attention to it.

The next day, as usual, the second room of the Qi family put all the utensils and items on the stall on the car early in the morning, and Ye Xinyan picked up the sleeping Qi Jia children into the donkey cart and let him lie in Mama Jin's arms.

It's not difficult to say, as soon as she woke up, Ye Xinyan had already thought of a name for her younger brother: Qi Jia.

She thought it was a good name, it meant good, and it was easy to call.

By changing their words early, Qijia children can also adapt to their future life as early as possible, and they are easy to have a sense of belonging. It can even make Qi Yourong's family know from the name that this child has completely broken away from his Qi family's third room.

There was more Qi Jia on the donkey cart who needed to protect his wounds, and there was no place to go. Ye Xinyan had no choice but to follow the donkey cart and walk all the way to the county seat.

There is a sleeping child on the rice tofu stall today, and many regular customers are curious to ask.

Mama Jin looked at Qi Jia, who was sleeping on the thick quilt, and her face was full of relief.

She vaguely explained to people that the child was the grandson of her old man, and he was burned yesterday, so he didn't dare to stay at home. Take it with you today, and ask the doctor to take a look after closing the stall.

It's all true, but a lot of the past and reasons are not mentioned, and there is a lot less tongue and trouble.

As the diners listened, they made up various versions of the plot and discussed various reasons why they should not leave their children alone at home. Then, there are enthusiastic guests introduced, walk a short distance, across a street, there is a medical hall, where the doctor looks at the burns is still good.

Mama Jin hurriedly thanked her and wrote down the medical hall that people said.

At the beginning of the morning, the child opened his eyes in a daze. Mama Jin was busy in her hands, so she coaxed him to squint for a while. After a while, Qi Jia woke up completely, but he was not noisy, he just sat up obediently and watched the three of them busy.

Gradually, the unfamiliar environment and lively streets made Qi Jia's eyes more curious, and his big eyes looked at the diners on the stalls, and then looked at the streets on both sides, and his eyes became more and more smart.

Ye Xinyan and Qi Younian greeted the guests while also taking care of Qi Jia. The two of them were surprised to find that although the child was sitting still, his eyes were moving flexibly, and the brightness in his eyes was much better than yesterday.

Mama Jin took advantage of the vacancy to let him drink half a bowl of water, picked up the non-hot stall flowers, and gave him a piece.

The little guy took the flower and regained his timid look.

In Mama Jin's continuous soft persuasion, she tentatively took a bite of the flower in her mouth, followed by her eyes and then looked at Mama Jin, and saw Mama Jin smiling and looking very happy, so she began to chew.

Mama Jin saw the sweetness of his bite by bite, and continued to do her work with confidence, but she was also sad for this child, how much treatment she had suffered, and even eating something depended on people's faces.

When the rice tofu is sold out, the remaining few baked cakes and stall flowers will not be sold. Leaving Mama Jin to clean up the stall chores, Qi Younian and Ye Xinyan went to the hospital to see Qi Jia's burns.

Qi Jia's thin handful of bones didn't weigh much, so Ye Xinyan simply hugged him and went to the medical hall pointed out by the diners.

Walking through a street, I saw a medical hall with a high plaque. There are not many people in the medical hall, and as soon as you enter the door, you can see the doctor sitting in the hall, an old man in his fifties and a strong spirit.

After the two people in front of him checked their pulses and each went to grab the medicine, Ye Xinyan stepped forward with Qi Jia in his arms and said to the doctor simply: "My younger brother has burns on his back and scratches his skin. I didn't have time to come to the county yesterday, so I applied some knife wound ointment, and today I don't see any better. Can you show me, what else is needed to treat it? ”

As he spoke, under the doctor's gaze, he lifted Qi Jia's slightly loose clothes, revealing the injuries on his back.