Finally calmed the emotionally unstable Mama Zhao, Baolu gently covered the quilt for her, cleaned up the house briefly, and wanted to go to the kitchen to see what was there, and make some food for the tired Mama to pad her stomach.

When he walked into the dilapidated house that was barely called a 'kitchen', Bao Green's heart was a little colder.

The kitchen contained only the simplest earthen stove, a large pot on the stove, a dilapidated cabinet by the leaky window, the door crumbling, and only a few dishes and a few pairs of chopsticks in it, and a thin wooden board that served as a cutting board and a somewhat rusty kitchen knife on the table.

Bao Lu searched several times before he found some wilted cabbage and radish seedlings in a basket in the corner, but fortunately there was some brown rice in the jar under the cabinet. It was difficult to search from the corner of the courtyard for a long time to save enough firewood, so that Baolu could barely make a pot of hot porridge for Mama Zhao and herself to fill their stomachs.

Mama Zhao was still a little unhappy looking at Baolu, who was busy inside and out, and when she sat down at the table with hot porridge, she finally couldn't hide her worry and asked Baolu: "Baogirl, what are your plans now?" ”

Bao Lu, who was blowing with a spoon, lowered his hand silently, lowered his head and looked up at Mama Zhao with some shrunkenness, and said in a pitiful tone: "I don't know ......"

Looking at Baolu lovingly, Mama Zhao stretched out her hand and patted her hand, and said, "I know, your son and mother have also gone a long time ago, and now I'm afraid there is no place to stay." If you don't dislike the old woman here, just stay here and be a companion with me, okay? ”

"Mama......" Bao Lu looked up gratefully, hugged the old man, and buried his head in her arms. At the most depressed time, this old man who had nothing was willing to take him in, and a thousand words could not describe how moved she was at the moment.

"Don't cry, girl." Mama Zhao gently patted Baolu's back, as if soothing a three-year-old child who couldn't stop crying.

Thinking of Baolu's loneliness, her own destitude and embarrassment, and Su Peiyi, whose life and death are unknown, Mama Zhao comforted Baolu in her mouth, endured the misery of wanting to hug her and cry in her heart, sat down with red eyes, rolled up her sleeves and carefully wiped away her tears, and said as resolutely as an oath:

"Our mother and son are good, and we all have to live well."

However, the reality is not as simple as it seems. Bao Lu woke up early in the morning and wanted to serve his grandmother to get up, but when he arrived, he found that the old man had a high fever, his face was red, his eyes were closed, and he was moaning profusely with sweat.

The startled Bao Lu hurriedly started boiling water, wiped her mother with warm water, and changed her sweaty underwear and bedding before she ran out of the door in a panic, she wanted to find a doctor!

After asking all the way and entering several pharmacies, Bao Lu found a young doctor who was kind enough to come and see her in a small pharmacy shop.

The anxious and nervous Bao Lu stayed at the head of the bed, watching the doctor take the pulse at a good glance, and pinching the corners of his clothes with worry. It wasn't until after a simple check that the doctor said that Mama was on fire, Xu was blowing the cold wind and dyed the wind cold, and after taking a few pills to reduce the fever, there would be no major problems if she took care of it, and Baolu breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon Bao Green was embarrassed again - the doctor asked me to come over and prescribe medicine, but I had no money to pay for it!

"Doctor, can you take credit?" Bao Lu tangled his fingers and spoke softly without confidence, not even daring to raise his head.

"There is no rule of credit in the pharmacy, and we are a small business," the young doctor said with some embarrassment, and said with some embarrassment in the face of the young girl's plea: "But I see that your family can't get any money, so you can go back with me to get two pairs of medicines, and then settle the bill when you have the silver taels in your hand." ”

"Thank you, thank you!" Bao Lu was so grateful that he forgot the rules of getting along with men and women in ancient times for a while, and as soon as he grasped the young doctor's hand, he shook it up and down, and muttered: "I will definitely find a job as soon as possible, and I will settle the bill for you as soon as I get paid!" Really thanks, thank you, thank you! ”

"Don't... Other... Don't be like this...... "The doctor, who was shy by Baolu's enthusiasm, couldn't bear this grateful enthusiasm, and felt that his face was about to burn redder than the patient lying on the bed, and hurriedly packed the medicine box and wanted to escape.

Bao Lu followed the doctor back to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and kept asking about the precautions for taking care of patients, especially the elderly, along the way, fortunately, the young doctor is also enthusiastic, although he is not used to women being so noisy, but seeing that Bao Lu can serve the elders so attentively, he can't help but say more and ask a few more words.

When he knew that there was no blood relationship between the two and that he was currently living in distress, Bao Lu had no errands, and he enthusiastically introduced the way his sisters were usually looking for work, hoping that Bao Lu could solve the biggest survival problem at present.

When I got home, Bao Lu lit a small stove and boiled Chinese medicine for my grandmother, thinking about finding some errands to make the money faster and at no cost.

'Embroidery? I'm afraid that I won't accept my craft when I send it to make rags for the second child in the running hall, for fear of being awkward; Do you do rouge pollen? The color can't be adjusted, the taste can't be made, and the things that are made out can't be used by yourself, for fear of poisoning; Singing and selling? In the past, the performance of singing KTV with soundtrack made the boss rush out without charging money, for fear of ear bleeding...... What can I do? ’

The depressed Bao Lu finally thought of the most tiring job that the young doctor said - washing clothes for people!

'Hey! This line, pure manual work, there is a river not far behind the house, the cost does not need to come out, and the checkout is handed over to find money, I see the line! Bao Lu was full of desire to cheer himself up.

I used to read time-traveling novels, and I only felt happy to see those heroines mixed up! I can't wait to go through it myself, change my identity and live again, and I feel that when I talk about feelings, it is definitely not a queen who is also a disaster for the country and the people, it is best to stir up more than 20 handsome and golden inverted triangle muscles in all directions, and the male protagonist has an identity for himself; mixed business world, it will definitely catch up with the modern Ma Yun ancient Shen Wansan in minutes, and any burger and egg tart can be proud; To be a literati is to steal the essence of China's five thousand years of seven words and five words and word cards, and to popularize the knowledge of the modern hazy poetry system for them......

Why is there nothing good in my own turn? It's hard to live a stable life for two years, thinking that the back of the big tree is cool, who knows that the big tree also has a time when it is struck by lightning? Say down, down, where does the weather forecast go!

Baolu wanted to look up to the sky and let out a long roar, venting the pain and pain she had been holding back in her heart for the past few days, but she knew that she couldn't do it and couldn't.

Tell yourself not to think about the things and people who live in the Prime Minister's Mansion, now take care of your grandmother and live well, the most important thing!