The snowflakes hit Maomao's face, and the cool moment melted, the mud on the path became smoother and smoother, and Maomao sat on the other side of the burden of the three babies with fear.

Sanwa panted heavily, picking Mao Mao and soaphorn thorns and walking on the path halfway up the mountain, whenever Sanwa turned around to change shoulders, Mao Mao saw that he was suspended above the deep ditch, Sanwa needed to use his feet to try to step on a few more times every step out, step on it, and then take a step forward. The ravine is very deep, and if you accidentally fall and slide down, it will be difficult to save your life without falling to pieces. Mao Mao could feel that Sanwa's legs were trembling nervously, Mao Mao's heart was also nervous, and he felt the fear he had never felt before.

"Second uncle, shall I come down and walk for a while?" Mao Mao shouted weakly: "Watching you walk with all your strength, I, I, I'm scared ......." ”

"Just hold on to the rope and don't move. In fact, on such a steep slope, it is difficult to find a place to put down, and Sanwa comforted and said: "Hold on for a while and you will reach the top of the slope." ”

"Woo woo woo - second uncle - " Mao Mao saw the second uncle moving step by step with difficulty, and cried in horror and distress.

"Maomao-don't cry, huh-" Sanwa looked behind him, his footsteps slipped, Sanwa quickly stopped his feet, and almost slid down the hill.

He went on to say: "Not going to school is this kind of life, and even worse than that. Whoa—whoa—are you uncomfortable to see? The suffering of the second uncle - sigh - only the second uncle himself knows. Maomao only felt numbness in both legs, and there was no pain from before.

"Woo woo woo - second uncle - woo woo woo - " Mao Mao felt aggrieved and cried directly.

After walking for about two hours, they reached the top of the slope and heard dogs barking in the distance.

"Is this Luoyang's third baby? Shoveling soaphorn thorns again? "A white-haired, hunched uncle, holding a broom and sweeping the snow outside the gate, saw the third baby coming, and hurriedly leaned the broom against the fence. A big yellow dog first bit twice, slipped to Sanwa and sniffed twice, and then waged his tail excitedly and happily. The uncle poked his head out, squinted, and asked uncertainly: "It's the third baby—why do you still pick a child?" Hurry back to the house, hurry back to the house, see that the snow is drenched, and the clothes are soaked, right? ”

"Uncle—it's me—" Sanwa cried as if she was unburdened, and put down her burden with difficulty, "I'm bothering you again, uncle—"

"No trouble, no trouble. the baby—our three babies are here—" The uncle walked up to Mao Mao and hurriedly helped Mao Mao down. "The day before yesterday, I told your aunt that the third baby is coming soon, thinking of you, you will come."

Maomao tried her best to stand firm, but it was dark in front of her, and she fell on the snow, and Sanwa hurriedly ran over to help Maomao with her uncle.

"Sanwa--Auntie misses you-" The eldest lady stepped on the little foot board, and walked out very neatly, holding the door frame, waving her hand, with a smile on her face, and said very kindly: "Come back quickly, child." ”

They took off their fur clothes in a panic and put them on the bed, and the stove was burning in the room, which was warm and warm.

"What's wrong with the baby?" The uncle hurriedly took out reading glasses from the glasses case and put them on, looked at the third baby in surprise and asked, "Why is it burning like this?" ”

"My feet are worn out and frozen."

The uncle almost put his face on Maomao's feet, hurriedly untied the gauze tied to the feet, a foul smell came to his face, the front half of the soles of the entire two feet, all infected, the cocoon skin of the soles of the feet and the blood-red flesh have been separated, and there is a large amount of pus and blood in the middle, but the old man looked left and right carefully, and got up and walked to the back room to open the cabinet and take out a yellowed white canvas bag.

"you—go and boil me some boiling water. Why didn't you come back sooner? Look at the torture of the child. The uncle looked up at Sanwa, and shouted in the direction of the stove room: "Wash the towel, steam it in the cage, boil the water, bring it first, and then boil some wormwood, hornet's nest, garlic braid, nepeta and wind-"

"Let me go—" Sanwa hurriedly ran to the stove room to help.

"You come back Sanwa - you take off the two paper bags for me, they are the skin of the bones, and there are medicinal mortars, mashed into powder." The uncle opened the cloth bag, and there was a set of neat and sharp surgical knives in it, and took out a scalpel and tweezers from it, walked into the stove room, and threw it in a small pot to cook. The uncle came back and sat on the stool and looked at Maomao's two feet, and saw the third baby coming over and pointing to the paper bag hanging under the beam.

"Quickly wipe the towel first, and then put it on the child's head to reduce the fever." Seeing that the eldest lady brought hot water, she said, "Hurry up." ”

Although the uncle's hand trembled slightly, their skillful operation made the three children stunned, thinking: This old couple must have been a doctor before. Sanwa opened the medicine bag and poured it into the medicine mortar, clenched the medicine hammer and pounded it. Sanwa looked at Maomao's face was red, and she was still asleep.

Where does Sanwa know? This uncle is the old director of Ping'an City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and when they retired, they returned to their hometown to be quiet.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Teacher Zhao Xiangshe stepped on the thick snow and creaked towards the Sansheng's house, planning to go to the Sansheng's house to catch up with breakfast and not delay the morning class.

Teacher Zhao Heshe pushed open the door of the Sansheng family, the Sansheng happened to be in the courtyard, the Sansheng opened his eyes wide, he was stunned at first, and then hurriedly ran up and took the hand of the teacher Zhao Heshe, with a smile on his face, and shouted loudly into the smoking house:

"Mother-I'm here---Teacher Zhao is here-" Sansheng let go of Teacher Zhao's hand, and ran to the upper room and shouted: "Dad-come out--Teacher I'm here." Hongbin carried an axe and put it by the door, and Yuxia hurriedly rushed out.

"Hurry into the house, hurry into the house." Hongbin brought a stool and wiped it with his sleeve. "Sit down, sit down in front of the fire."

There was a fire in the middle of the room, and the flames flickered and burned, and Teacher Zhao was full of smoke and smoked tears.

Yuxia hurriedly cleaned up, they ate half of the meal, and brought it to the stove room. Teacher Zhao glanced at it and saw that it was corn grits boiled and dried sweet potatoes, and sauerkraut pickled with white radish.

"Sit down, sit down and don't smoke." Hongbin shouted at the stove room again: "Three Holy Niang--brand some buns for Teacher Zhao-"

"Don't bother, it's not early, just eat as much as you want, there are classes in the morning." Teacher Zhao replied politely.

"No trouble, no trouble."

When the three saints saw that the teacher was crying, he lay on the ground with a bamboo tube and aimed it at the fire and blew it, and the fire became more vigorous, and the smoke became smaller. Sansheng tilted his head to look at the teacher and smiled, Teacher Zhao happily touched Sansheng's head, and Sansheng smiled happily.

Yuxia was busy baking buns in the stove room.

"Go and help your mother burn the fire and make the bun." Hongbin took the three saints away.

"Teacher Zhao, let the baby cause you trouble, the child of my family Sansheng is stupid, and he is not the material for school, I discussed with his mother to let him come back and learn to farm." Hongbin took a piece of firewood and put it on the fire, and used an iron rod to dig out the center of the fire. "Actually, I know that he worked hard in school for nothing."

"Hey-" Zhao took a breath from Teacher She, and then said: "I really worked hard for him——, our Sansheng this kid just doesn't open up, is there a heredity in our family?" ”

"Hehehehehe-I'm not afraid of your jokes." Hongbin said with a smile: "There is genetics, this is the problem from my master to my grandfather's generation, and this kind of evil thing will appear again with me and the three saints." ”

"However, don't be disappointed, Sansheng, this kid, I have been observing him for a long time, and his imitation is super strong." Teacher Zhao Heshe's face was overflowing with incomparable joy at this time, and he waved his hand to show the excitement that could not be concealed. "This kid not only has musical talent, but also, as long as he plays it once, he can remember the notes pressed by his fingers, and those who don't know the speed can't remember it at all, even if the person who knows the music plays the erhu, he can only watch the music play, and he can't remember the notes of the fingers - but the three saints can."

"What do you mean?" Hongbin asked suspiciously.

"I teach my child to play the erhu and see if he can learn deeply."

"It's time to eat—" The three saints came in with a steamed bun and hurriedly put it on the table.

"Let me go, let me go—" Teacher Zhao walked quickly towards the stove room.

"Hey—you don't need to go, you sit down—"

In the stove room, Teacher Zhao Xiangshe saw a bunch of three girls all holding rice bowls, surrounding sauerkraut, using chopsticks on the vegetable plate, blocking and stirring each other.

"Mother-look at your Erni, you don't eat, just eat vegetables."

"Dani has two chopsticks."

"Don't let the chick eat yet."

"If you see and laugh, when the children eat, they will make trouble." Yuxia smiled embarrassedly at Zhao Heshe, and then turned around and glared at the three of them viciously.

When Zhao Xiangshe saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, he picked up the rice bowl, hurriedly walked into the house, picked up three pieces of steamed buns, and ran to the stove room to distribute them to them.