Zhang carried the cloves to the bed, opened the small window, and threw a handful of incense pieces into the incense burner to light it.

whispered, "You can't sweat more, what's wrong......

Lilac muttered, "I had nightmares, scared."

I rolled over and fell asleep again.

Zhang knew that his daughter was very tired every time she sweated too much, so he had to let her continue to sleep.

Aya'er and Aunt Wei came to the room to serve, but she stopped them, "Xiangxiang didn't sleep well last night, let her sleep a little longer."

Ding Zhuang didn't see Lilac get up for breakfast, and asked, "Where is Xiangxiang?"

Zhang said, "I didn't sleep well at night, and I still sleep."

Lilac only got up at the end of the day, and she was devoid of energy.

Aya'er served her after breakfast.

Lilac said, "I ate breakfast and dinner together. I still want to sleep, don't let anyone disturb me."

Aya'er worried, "Is my sister sick, I'll go and ask Dr. Zhao."

"I'm not sick, I just have insomnia, and I don't fall asleep until dawn."

I said the "insomnia" of my previous life in a daze.

Aya'er said, "Lost? What kind of cotton is missing, what kind of disease is this? No, I have to tell Aunt Wei to invite Dr. Zhao to see a doctor quickly."

Zhang's went to Jiulu Weaving and Embroidery Pavilion to deliver goods, and Ding Zhuang went to "Baotie". The master was not at home, so he had to tell Aunt Wei.

Lilac said impatiently, "What's the matter with you, I don't listen to me? Go out, and shut the door of the east courtyard, that no one will disturb me."

It's rare for the little master to be so powerful, Aya'er didn't dare to say more, and went out to close the door.

Lilac plugged in the door and closed the window, and began to run and jump around the house again. I felt that my body was very tired, like stepping on cotton, but I still persevered.

She had to know if Ding Pandi was okay today, so she had to use up the last indicator of the year.

Feifei glared at her in surprise.

Smell the fragrance continuously, and this good thing?

When it was sure that something good was happening, "Coo-Coo" jumped onto the bed.

The cloves are sweating more and more, and the aroma in the house is getting stronger and stronger.

She climbed into bed and lay down, and Feifei immediately stuck to it.

The black fog dissipated in front of him, and immediately brightened, the sun was shining, and the blue sky was far away.

The camera slowly glides down and sees a house. The house is very large, and the layers of cornices and corners divide the house into countless squares, which are hidden in the green trees and red flowers, and there is a sparkling lake.

Lilac was sure that this was the Su family's house.

The camera continues down to see a large flourishing banyan tree, with several rows of side houses behind the tree.

The camera pans forward, through a screen window.

The room was poorly furnished, with a table, two chairs, and a girl dressed in green was sitting on the floor leaning against the legs.

Her hair was unkempt, her eyes were dull, her face and lips were pale, her neck was marked with bright red whips, and her clothes were marked with blood.

Place your hands palms up on your legs.

It was Ding Pandi.

She kept her expression like she was stupid. If she hadn't had a small slit in her eye, and an occasional tear would have rolled out of the slit, Lilac would have thought she was dead.

Lilac noticed that her palms and fingers were white and delicate, glowing and smooth like silk.

Ding Pandi has been doing rough work since he was a few years old, his hands are dark yellow and rough, and they are full of calluses, no matter how he takes care of his palms, they will not become like this.

Lilac has figured it out a little, and the person who does this kind of work must be strong, tender, and careful.

But the hands of those who are particularly strong will not be tender. I had to find a young girl like Ding Pandi, who was used to rough work, and disposed of the palms of my hands.

Poor Brother Pan, I don't know what she has encountered in the past few years.

Lilac's heart tugged.

Suddenly, Ding Pandi's body sat up straight, his eyes bulged, and he looked ahead in horror.

An old woman walked over and squatted down, raised Ding Pandi's chin with one hand, scolded something, and slapped her face with the other.

A few mouths hit it, and the corners of Ding Pandi's mouth were bleeding, and half of his face was swollen.

But his expression was wooden, and he didn't even plead.

This old woman is none other than Aunt Jin, a few years younger than the Aunt Jin that Lilac saw a few years ago. I don't know if she put on makeup before, or if she also took flower essence pills.

Even if you see her side face, you can see how angry she is at this time.

After a while, a person brought a copper basin, and Ding Pandi's eyes were even more frightened.

A mother-in-law came over and pressed Ding Pandi's left hand, Aunt Jin grabbed her right hand and put it in the basin and pressed it, Ding Pan***'s mouth opened wide and wailed, his facial features were deformed, and his body kept twitching.

Lilac couldn't hear it, and she could imagine how miserable the cry was.

A man shoved a handkerchief into her mouth.

The hand was pressed into the basin for half an hour and taken out, and the other hand was pressed in the basin for half a quarter of an hour.

Her hands were still stretched upward, and her palms had turned pink, pink and beautiful like peach blossoms in spring.

The two mothers-in-law came over to set Ding Pandi up, her hands still palms up, stretching forward. Got through the side door and threw her on the bed.

The bedding tents on the bed are of the same quality, all of which are yarn and satin.

Ding Pandi was lying on his back, his palms up on both sides of his body, the tears on his face had dried, there were no tears in his eyes, and the hollow was frighteningly dry.

Aunt Jin walked in and poured five silver ingots from her purse on the small table next to the bed. Two taels each, five ten taels.

She said a few words and turned away.

Ding Pandi's expression remained unchanged, staring blankly at the top of the bed.

A quarter of an hour later, a mother-in-law brought a dish and a soup on a tray and placed it on the small table next to the bed.

It is a loofah stewed shrimp, floating white soup.

The mother-in-law seemed to ask her if she had eaten, but Ding Pandi ignored her and went out.

After another while, Ding Pandi's expression finally changed, and his mouth repeated three words.

Lilac understands that it is "to live".

The desperation in her eyes turned to perseverance, she sat up and said a few words, and the mother-in-law who delivered the food came in to feed her.

This mother-in-law is different from the fierceness of the mother-in-law just now, even if she looks at the side face, she is also pleasant, and she also wipes the corners of Ding Pandi's mouth with a handkerchief.

Ding Pandi only ate a few bites, and the scene disappeared.

When the time came, Lilac woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she felt weak and her mind was confused. He glanced at the white curtains illuminated by the sun, and sank into darkness again.

Zhang's family was worried about cloves, and he didn't eat in the county seat for dinner, and he hurried back after delivering the loan.

I heard that Lilac was still sleeping, and I got worried.

As soon as she walked into the main room, she smelled a special scent of cloves.

Hurry up and knock on the door, "Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang, open the door quickly......

"Goo-goo-goo......

It's Feifei's voice.

Zhang continued to knock on the door.

After striking for a quarter of an hour, the sound of "cooing" turned into a "whoosh" sound, and still no sound of cloves was heard.

Zhang's family and Aunt Wei, who came later, were frightened, and Aya'er cried and went to ask Li Maigao to come and bang on the door.

The door slammed open, Lilac lay motionless on the bed, and Feifei arched the little master with her little head, trying to wake her up.