After tossing for half a night, Tuesday Bao finally got rid of the fever.

Zhou Niangzi thought God bless in her mouth, and rushed in to see the child.

Listening to the name of this child, you know that this should be the second child she gave birth to, the first one was not raised, and the rest was extra careful.

Qingqing didn't say goodbye to her, followed the walk under the moon, and walked slowly home.

I was a little sleepy just now, but this cold wind will blow, and I will be refreshed.

Her injured right arm was held in place with cloth and planks, and the corners of her mouth drooped as she stared at her shadow.

These days, she has always been injured.

Qingqing didn't pay attention to his self-reproachful look for the time being, and said to himself:

"Tomorrow, I will lead Zhou Niangzi around the village, let her see the atmosphere of our village, I don't think she is the kind of elm head, when she can tell what is good and what is bad, she can naturally help us persuade Zhou to raise the tune - not leaving?"

Qingqing saw that his eyes were straight, and she stretched out her hand to shake it in front of him.

"It's fine." He was just thinking about going back and making some food for Qingqing.

His family's luck has not been so good recently.

The story of the grandmother being smashed by a pillar in the ancestral hall has spread far and wide in the village.

The people in the village thought that this was the grandmother's practice to pray for the blessing of the village, but it was counterattacked.

So early in the morning, I was surrounded by the second aunt and several women.

"Something?" Don't leave the question.

"Grandpa, we all know about grandma, what's wrong with her arm?" The second aunt asked.

Since being subdued by Qingqing, the second aunt has turned into a fan of Qingqing, and has become Qingqing's number one "fan" in the village.

"Take her into the city today." If you don't leave, you can talk more when you mention Qingqing.

Several women pushed and shoved, and finally sent the second aunt as a representative.

The second aunt cleared her throat, Rao is a thick-skinned woman like her, and she is also stunned when she talks to a cold man like the patriarch.

I don't know how the laughing grandmother gets along with him on weekdays, and when I stand here and talk to him, I feel like I'm going to freeze all over my body.

"Grandpa, we brought this," the second aunt lifted the cloth on the basket she was carrying.

There was a bowl with red beans and mung beans inside.

"It's not the season to plant beans." Do not leave the frown.

"It's not planted, this is for the grandmother of the clan, you go back and seal it into a bag with a red cloth, contain three red beans, three mung beans, sew it and let the grandmother take it with you, wait for six days, take out the red envelope, stuff it under the kang mat, and the bad things in the future will be transferred to the red bag."

The second aunt endured the fear of inseparable, and told the good ideas that they had come up with by brainstorming.

Just standing in front of Buli for a while, her heart was abrupt, and she saw that the two thick eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter, and the second aunt and others were also holding their hearts, for fear that he would reprimand everyone for talking too much.

"Three—that's enough?" Buli picked up the bowl and asked very seriously.

"Poof." The laughter came from behind her, Qingqing didn't know when she came out, and she listened to everyone's conversations.

The second aunt and others were busy giving her a salute and greeting her.

Qingqing waved her hand, turned her head and smiled: "You don't really believe it, do you?" ”

She was a staunch atheist, just like her.

"Oh, grandma, I'd rather believe it, this is a method passed down from our ancestors, but it's easy to use." The second aunt was afraid that Qingqing would not believe it, so she hurriedly stood up and explained.

"Oh? So have you made a few recently and put them under your kang mat, maybe something good will happen in the near future. ”

Qingqing's gaze swept over this person, their man, she had seen it all.

Isn't it a good thing that the husband and wife have been separated for so many years, and the "dead" husband can come back.

"Hey, I've bet on several of them, and I haven't seen anything good - but I can't say that there are no good things at all, don't we have two ancestors who are such good backers." The second aunt was clever and slapped Qingqing's ass.

Shake led Zhou Niangzi over, just saw this scene.

Zhou Niangzi saw Qingqing and his wife mingling with the villagers, talking and laughing, so lively.

"Has this always been the case in your village?" Zhou Niangzi asked.

Shaking his head and shaking his head.

"It wasn't like this before, before the two ancestors came back, the village was lifeless every day, how could it be so happy now."

Before, everyone was bullied by other villages, they couldn't eat enough and didn't have enough clothing, and whether they could survive were all questions, where did they have the heart to laugh.

Now everyone has something to do every day, and there is still money from time to time, and the surrounding villages no longer dare to bully them, and they have face when they go out.

Zhou Niangzi listened to the shaky words and thought thoughtfully.

When she was first tied up, she thought that there must be a group of wicked people living in this village.

But yesterday, Qingqing sacrificed herself to save her son, and she also took someone to relieve her son's fever and work for half a night, which has changed Zhou Niangzi's opinion.

Now that the relationship between the couple and the villagers is harmonious, and the villagers they have met along the way are all kind, Zhou Niangzi has already made a judgment in her heart.

She had never seen such a united village, and if the two ancestors of the Yu family were wicked people, the villagers would not love them so much.

The second aunt saw that she didn't reject the "transfer remedies" they thought, and the chatter couldn't be contained at all.

The topic has also shifted from "transport remedies" to "the secret of having children".

"Grandma, you go into the city this time, pass by the Guanyin Temple to worship, the Guanyin Niangniang is very spiritual, my mother's brother and sister have not been able to conceive a child for several years, and they gave birth to a fat boy immediately after worshipping."

When it comes to this, it is obvious that the heart is empty.

It's not easy to worship anything, he is drinking the soup of avoiding children, Qingqing is worshipping flowers, and it is impossible to get pregnant.

But Qingqing was quite interested in this topic.

"Is it really that spiritual?"

"Isn't it! It's easy for anyone to worship! If it weren't for my dead ghost, I'd like to say goodbye, hey."

The second aunt originally wanted to introduce Qingqing to a good place, but she talked about her sadness, and the topic was a little unbearable.

"A few of you are okay, even if you are sons and daughters, you all have children, and I am alone" The second aunt doesn't know what's wrong today, the topic is a little unstoppable, and the more she talks, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

Zhou Niangzi came over, and when she heard the second aunt say this, the thought that had been shaken in her heart became stronger and stronger, Qingqing originally wanted to persuade the second aunt, but when she saw Zhou Niangzi coming, the words changed when she came to her mouth.

"Over the years, you haven't had a man, so you've had a hard time, right?" This kind of words that add fuel to the fire and arouse people's sadness, Qingqing would not have said it originally, this is to say it to Zhou Niangzi.

When the other women heard this, they couldn't help but have a sour nose and talked about the bitterness of these years.

If the women open the conversation box and pour bitter water, it will be a rhythm that can't be stopped, and Zhou Niangzi couldn't help wiping her tears when she heard it on the side, empathizing with these poor women.

(End of chapter)