Song Nanzhi gritted her teeth and endured the feeling of dizziness and powerlessness and slowly entered the back room, and after entering the house, she saw Mo Ziyun standing on a small stool and crawling to the bed, and there was an old dress next to the bed, and at a glance, she knew that she stepped on the bench and took it out of the cabinet. If she usually stepped forward to pick her up, but she would look like she was falling down in the wind, if she walked faster, she would definitely fall, and how could she step forward to hug Mo Aster!

Seeing Mo Ziyun turning over on the bed, Song Nanzhi could only stop it and shouted: "Wanyun, you are still young, you go outside to play, grandma will clean up." ”

Mo Ziyun didn't know that she was still young and had no strength, so she couldn't help much! But she can still run and walk, although she can't help, she can still take things, she can't let grandma shake her body and come forward to help, she is not as good as herself now! As soon as she thought of this, Mo Ziyun felt heartache!

climbed onto the bed neatly, and spread the old clothes on the bed again, "Grandma, you rest for a while, I will only spread the clothes on the bed, and when Uncle Cheng An puts Grandpa on the bed, the bed will not be dirty." The last sentence was what reassured Song Nanzhi, "I know to be careful, I won't fall." ”

Song Nanzhi saw that Mo Ziyun had already climbed onto the bed and laid out her old clothes, so she didn't want to say anything more, and said, "Then you slow down, don't block your father from going to bed." ”

"Okay." Mo Ziyun flipped down in response.

Zhao Chengan put Mo Tingyu on the side of the bed and sat down first after Mo Ziyun got out of bed, and at the moment of putting it down, because of the change in the position of the injured leg, Mo Tingyu grinned in pain again, and the sound of gasping also exhaled, Mo Ziyun saw this and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Mo Tingyu and comforted: "Grandpa, just bear with it a little longer." ”

Song Nanzhi screamed in pain when he saw Mo Tingyu, and tears fell immediately, "Old man, you have to endure it." The two have been together for decades, what kind of character he is, she knows it very well, if it weren't for the severe pain, he wouldn't have screamed, he would be afraid that the pain would have made him unbearable, but he still had to grit his teeth and endure it if he couldn't help it.

Zhao Chengan also knew that he was in great pain, but said, "Uncle Tingyu, you can bear it again." As he spoke, he gently lifted Mo Tingyu's injured leg, "Uncle, you have to sit in it by yourself." ”

Mo Tingyu propped himself up on the bed with his hands, propped himself up a little harder and moved inside, as he moved, Zhao Chengan also moved the injured leg in his hand to the bed, while Mo Ziyun stood on the edge of the bed and pressed the old clothes on the bed, preventing his grandfather from moving the clothes when he moved.

finally put Mo Tingyu away, and several people were sweating profusely! Mo Ziyun hurriedly wiped the sweat off Mo Tingyu's face with her sleeve.

Mo Tingyu was lying on the bed at this time, because of the severe pain, not to mention the strength at this time, even the voice of talking to Mo Ziyun was weak, but the rise and fall of his chest was so obvious, and he said with difficulty: "Yunyun, grandpa is fine, don't worry." ”

"Well, I'm not worried, I'm just here watching grandpa and accompanying grandpa." Four years on, no one knows the difficulties of this family better than themselves.

I thought that when I started to earn money, my family's life would be better immediately, and I even planned in my heart that after copying the two books I got back this time, I could pay off the money owed to Uncle Han, so that the family would have no debts. There are no foreign debts, and grandma is no longer reluctant to eat, reluctant to wear to make money to pay off debts.

It's nothing to owe money, even if it is more, she doesn't care! If you can earn two taels of silver, you can earn another twenty or two hundred taels of silver, but you can't let grandpa get hurt!

Looking at Mo Tingyu's injured leg, as well as the blood dripping down his ankle, as well as the weakness and pale cheeks of pain, these all deeply stabbed Mo Aster's eyes and heart.

But even if it hurts so much that her heart is pulled together, she doesn't let her tears fall, just like the tenacity of Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi, just like her name, she also has to live tenaciously and tenaciously, waiting for the flowers to fill the earth after spring.

After Zhao Chengan put Mo Tingyu away, he followed and said, "Uncle Tingyu's leg is afraid that it hurts the bones, I'll go and invite Uncle Liao to take a look." ”

Song Nanzhi was also like Mo Tingyu, his whole body was also weak, and he was also weak at this time and said to Zhao Chengan: "Cheng'an, thank you, my body really can't walk, and I'm still young!" ”

Mo Ziyun also followed Zhao Chengan and said, "Thank you, Uncle Chengan!" ”

Zhao Chengan replied: "What's polite, we are all from the same village, who hasn't had a little difficulty!" ”

After Zhao Chengan left, Mo Tingyu, who breathed a sigh of relief, cheered up and said to the old and young people in the room: "Don't worry, I'm fine." In fact, he was anxious and uneasy.

Mo Ziyun looked at Song Nanzhi, who was still at a loss in the room, "Grandpa, in addition to the injury on his leg, there are still falls in other places?" ”

Mo Tingyu said: "It's gone! "When I fell, I was lying on the ground, my hands were on the ground, but my body was not falling.

Hearing that there were no more falls elsewhere, I was a little relieved, and I was ready to step forward to see how serious the injury on my leg was.

Seeing this, Song Nanzhi hurriedly stopped: "Wanyun, don't touch your grandfather's leg." ”

Mo Ziyun turned her head to look at Song Nanzhi, "Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely not touch the wound on Grandpa's leg." Standing on the side of the bed and looking at Mo Tingyu's injured leg, the wound was not only stuck with the torn pants, but also some weeds and mud were mixed together, which was easy to aggravate the infection, not to mention, after the blood dried up for a while, the wound was not easy to clean, and he turned his head to Song Nanzhi and shouted: "Grandma, first take scissors to cut grandpa's trouser tube." ”

Song Nanzhi looked at Mo Ziyun, "What are you doing by cutting your pants?" ”

Mo Ziyun explained: "After a while, Grandpa Liao must have checked the injury on his leg, Grandpa is now in pain and can't move, and the wound is exposed after the trouser tube is cut, and Grandpa Liao can also check the injury on Grandpa's leg." ”

Mo Tingyu first agreed: "Listen to the man, cut the pants." He is very aware of his injury, as Zhao Chengan said, he is afraid that he will hurt his bones, and he will not dare to move, for fear that it will be more serious, and it will be difficult to treat, and it is really painful, and he doesn't want to move at all because of the pain.

After Zhao Chengan sent Mo Tingyu to bed, Song Nanzhi gradually calmed down, the feeling of dizziness was also reduced a lot, and he barely had some strength in his body, but he still didn't dare to move fast. Slowly turned around and took the scissors and carefully cut which trouser leg Mo Tingyu was hurting, until it reached the break below the knee, and the injury on the leg after the cut was also seen more clearly, but fortunately, I was prepared, so I didn't faint again.

After the trouser tube was cut, I saw an opening the size of an adult's fist two inches below Mo Tingyu's knee.

Mo Ziyun looked at the wound in front of her, and repeatedly warned herself to be calm, calm, and clenched her teeth tightly to keep herself from crying. After trying to force the tears back, he said out loud: "Grandma, add some salt to our cold boiling water and pour it into the basin, and by the way, take a clean white cloth, we have to clean the wound on Grandpa's leg first, and when Grandpa Liao comes, we can directly help Grandpa see the injury." "I didn't expect that boiling a pot of boiling water on weekdays can come in handy when it is cold on the side.

When Song Nanzhi saw the wound on Mo Tingyu's leg, tears rolled down again, and after reaching out to wipe his eyes, he turned his head to Mo Ziyun and said, "Wan Wan, we don't understand your grandfather's injury, we have to wait for your grandfather Liao to come before we can move." ”

"I can't wait, grandpa's legs are full of dirt, if these dirty things are not cleaned up, grandpa will continue to hurt, and grandpa Liao can't take medicine when he comes."

Mo Ziyun knew that she couldn't wait any longer, thinking that his grandfather had sprinkled a handful of plant ash on her shoulder, and she was very afraid that the wound would not be cleaned and the infection would worsen.

In this era of lack of antibiotics, fighting infections is not necessarily easier than treating fractures! It's even harder than curing a broken bone! Knowing that Song Nanzhi stopped herself because she was worried that her messing around would aggravate her grandfather's injury, and she was afraid that she would not agree to clean the wound with salt water, so she continued: "The book says that as long as there is a wound, it must be cleaned with salt water, and the medicine can only be used after it is cleaned, otherwise the effect of the medicine will not be good." Grandpa Liao may have to wait for a while, and when he arrives, he will clean the wound, and grandpa will have more pain for a while. ”

Just thinking about letting Song Nanzhi bring water to clean the wound, he can't care about what he says and can't stand scrutiny! Is it possible to clean the wound without pain? But Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi don't know how to medicine, and now they don't have much to think about what she said!

Just like Mo Ziyun's guess, Song Nanzhi hesitated a little after hearing it, but Mo Tingyu said: "Listening to Yun Yun, she reads a lot of books on weekdays and understands a lot." "If you want to say that the reason why Mo Tingyu can listen to Mo Ziyun's words, it is because she said that she wanted to copy books to make money, so she really copied books to earn money. It can be seen that the books she reads on weekdays are really useful, otherwise how can she copy books to make money? So what Mo Ziyun said now, Mo Tingyu didn't think much about it at all, just did it! There is certainly nothing wrong with what the book says!

The Zhuang family is basically illiterate, they respect what is said and written in the book, and believe that what is said in the book is reasonable. And then there is the experience of life that tells him that he usually eats any dirty things to make his stomach upset, and it is definitely not good to have dirt on this wound.

Speaking of wounds, Mo Tingyu felt that he had fallen very unjustly, and he didn't walk less on the road on weekdays, even on rainy days, he didn't walk on mountain roads and drill in the mountains, and sometimes he had to hold a lot of things, and he didn't see him fall down.

It didn't rain today, and I didn't climb the steep slope and cliff, although the road was not flat, but it was also easy to walk, but I didn't notice the rattan under my feet, and when I tripped over the rattan, I fell forward, and when I fell, my leg just touched a mossy stone, and I couldn't stand up in pain at that time, but fortunately I met Zhao Chengan who came into the mountains to hunt, otherwise I am afraid that they are still lying in the mountains now.