Li Chu'er turned around and grimaced at her mother, turned around and strode again. Li Wenqing returned to the stove with a smile, first cut the washed red pestle into pieces, then put a spoonful of lard in the pot, and when the oil was hot, put the red pestle in and stir-fry, stir-fry until the sauce came out, and then added half a scoop of water to it.

Waiting for the water to boil, she cut the washed shallots and coriander into small pieces and set them aside. Then cut off a piece of the awakened dough and put it on the table, dip her hand in water, and spread the dough little by little, at this time the water was already boiling, she pulled down the pieces of dough while rolling and threw it into the pot, and when the dough was floating, she pounded the remaining egg with chopsticks to make a small hole, and slowly spilled the egg liquid into the pot.

The dough turned translucent, Li Wenqing began to put all kinds of spices in the pot, and when the seasonings were all put and the egg soup was cooked, she put the prepared shallots and coriander into the pot, and dripped a few drops of sesame oil, and then started the pot.

When she poured the noodle soup into the big bowl, the whole stove was full of aroma, and then looked at the noodle soup in the bowl, it was really full of color and flavor.

Li Wenqing carefully wiped the soup on the side of the bowl with a cloth, found a large plate as a tray, and put the bowl on it.

She carefully carried the plate to the base of the wall, and whispered to the west next door: "Uncle Zheng? Uncle Zheng? Are you out of bed? ”

After shouting twice, she leaned sideways and listened to the movement in the house, but there was no sound, and when she looked into the room again, it was hidden.

Thinking about how he looked when he went back last night, couldn't something have happened?

Li Wenqing became worried, she walked to the door of Zheng's courtyard with her plate, and tried to push the courtyard door, but after pushing, the courtyard door actually opened.

Li Wenqing frowned, she walked to the door of the hall, pushed open the hidden door, and a bloody breath came to her nose.

She crossed the threshold and entered the room, put the tray on the table, and heard the sound of wheezing in the side room, she slowly walked to the door, lifted the hanging curtain, and saw Uncle Zheng lying on the bed, and the bedding under him had been stained red with blood.

"Uncle Zheng!" Li Wenqing ran over, not caring about the avoidance between men and women, reached out to support his shoulders and turned him over.

I saw that his face was like gold paper, and there was no blood on his lips.

"Uncle Zheng! How are you? Li Wenqing asked in a lost voice, so anxious that tears were about to fall.

"Medicine! The medicine is in ......" Uncle Zheng trembled his hands and pointed to a low cabinet by the wall.

Li Wenqing hurriedly walked over, opened the carved door, and saw a stack of clothes and a few ingots of silver inside, and a brocade box on one side.

"Where's the medicine?" Li Wenqing turned her head and asked him.

"Box...... in the box. Uncle Zheng replied weakly.

Li Wenqing took out the brocade box and opened it, and saw that there were five pills inside, all of which were different colors, she hesitated, and then held it in front of Uncle Zheng, "Which one to eat?" ”

Uncle Zheng pointed to the black one, Li Wenqing hurriedly picked it up, Uncle Zheng wanted to raise his hand to catch it, tried several times, his hand kept shaking, and he couldn't lift it.

Li Wenqing looked anxious, pinched the pill and sent it to his lips, his mouth opened slightly, and she stuffed the pill into his mouth.

Fingers touched his cold and soft lips, Li Wenqing had an indescribable strange feeling, her face turned red, and she quickly retracted her hand.

Seeing that the blood on his waist seemed to be congealed, he boldly helped him to lie down, and then pulled out the soiled bedding under him, and spread the clean bedding stacked at the head of the bed, and let him lie down.

Looking at the bloody stain on his waist, Li Wenqing frowned, went back to his house and fetched a pot of hot water, took out a set of his clean clothes from the low cabinet, sat beside him with a red face, and slowly helped him take off the dirty clothes on his body.

When Li Wenqing helped him bandage his wound that night, the light was dim and his wound was not seen clearly. At this moment, I found that from the ribs under the right chest to the left waist, a deep knife wound was shocking! The flesh of the wound was turned out, and it looked horrible.

"This ...... It's going to be stitched! How did you? Li Wenqing was stunned, she looked up at the man on the bed again, and asked in disbelief: "You are injured like this, how can you still move, and you can still climb over the wall to help me in my yard?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, a little skin trauma, no bones, just raise it for two days! The man groaned with beads of sweat on his head.

"I'll go find a doctor!" Li Wenqing stood up and was about to walk out. The man grabbed her hand, "Don't...... Don't go! I'm going to get you in trouble! ”

Li Wenqing frowned, not understanding the meaning of his words, but sat down slowly. But looking at the wound, the wound is like this, it can't be done without stitches!

"But this must be stitched, otherwise, how can it last?" Li Wenqing muttered.

"Hehe......" the man laughed suddenly, "do you know how to do needlework?" ”

"Huh? I'm an embroiderer, so I'm naturally good at needlework. Li Wenqing didn't understand why he suddenly asked this.

"If you know how to do needlework, go and bring your needle and thread, burn the needle with an oil lamp, and sew it for me." The man kept smiling on his face, and he smiled very easily.

"What?" Li Wenqing stood up in shock and retreated at a loss.

"Don't be afraid, in fact, sewing human skin is similar to sewing cloth, you will know it once you do it." The man was still smiling, but his face was getting more and more painful.

"It hurts!" Li Wenqing hesitated, she didn't want to do it, for fear that he would hurt; But looking at his wound, if it is not stitched, it will not heal like this, and he can't bear it.

"This little pain is nothing, you go and bring your needle and thread." The man stared into her eyes with a deep gaze.

Li Wenqing looked back at him, only to feel a stream of heat rising from the bottom of her heart, warm, but also very dangerous. She wanted to say no, but she felt that she had to listen to this man's words.

She turned slowly, went back to her house, and took the sewing kit from the embroidery stand.

The man asked her to hand the handkerchief to herself, and then smiled at her, "Don't worry, the first two stitches hurt, and then I don't know the pain, I bite the handkerchief for a while, you just sew, don't be afraid, you are an embroidery girl, needlework must be very good, but I don't pay attention to it, you don't need to sew a flower or bird for me." ”

Li Wenqing laughed when she heard him tease her like this, but tears rolled down her face.

The man looked stupid, and stayed for a while before he said: "I wanted to make you happy, but how did I make you cry, ...... sins and sins."

Li Wenqing hurriedly wiped the tears on her face with the handkerchief in her hand, "It's not you, it's my own business, don't be weird...... Hey, what am I talking about! ”

"Hehe......" The man took the handkerchief from her hand, "Hurry up, Chu'er will come back from school in a while, don't you still have to make her lunch?" ”

Li Wenqing opened the sewing kit and stroked the various embroidery needles of different sizes lined up in it with her hands, but she didn't know which one to use.

"With the big one! The stitches are bigger, and the sewing is faster! I don't care about tricks! Hehe......" The man said with a smile as he saw her hesitate.

Li Wen glanced at him innocently, took out the middle one, strung it on the line, and then pinched the needle tail and burned it on the oil lamp.

The man rolled the towel into a roll and bit it into his mouth. Li Wenqing held the burned needle, glanced at him, and nodded heavily.

Li Wenqing held her breath and stared, and stabbed at his flesh.

There was a roar in the man's throat, and Li Wenqing looked up at him, but his face was calm, and he didn't frown, but there were beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

Li Wenqing closed her eyes, didn't dare to look at him anymore, lowered her head and concentrated on her work, her fingers flew up and down, and she saw that the blood beads on the line were accumulating more and more, and a drop fell on the man's belly.

After the last stitch, Li Wenqing's hand finally began to tremble, she gently tied a knot, cut the thread with scissors, but didn't dare to look up at him, and said softly: "Okay." ”

The man took the handkerchief out of his mouth, his face was white and frightening, but he still smiled and asked her, "Is it the same as sewing cloth?" ”

"The sewing cloth is thinner, better than the thread; Your skin is so thick......" Li Wenqing put away the sewing kit, poured hot water into the basin, twisted the hand towel, and gently wiped the blood stains next to his wound.

"I'm hungry, what did you send here?" The man suddenly grabbed her hand.