Jiang Zhixue asked her eldest son to bring her daughter in, pointed to her soaked shoes, and said, "If the soles of your feet are cold, you will cough, you will have a fever, and you will have to take bitter medicine......

Jiang Guoguo kicked off the shoes on his feet, raised the bar and said, "Sister Fuya will make sweet medicine!" ”

"What you said is cough syrup and pear paste, and if you suffer from the wind and cold, you still have to take bitter medicine!" Jiang Zhixue took off the raincoat on her body, and saw that the clothes inside were as dry as ever, so she couldn't help but look at the raincoat in her hand curiously. What kind of texture is this, exactly? Can't even get any water into it?

"Maybe it's a new gadget that Da Mao brought from Fucheng," Jiang Qiu said from afar, "I heard that a group of merchants from the Western Regions came to Fucheng, and there are many goods that we Darong don't have......

Zhao Changsheng touched the raincoat, shook his head and said, "This material is unheard of and unseen. The rain protection effect is excellent. ”

"My sister gave it, it's good-looking! Like!! Jiang Guoguo poked the little yellow duck's mouth, happy like a little fool.

Jiang Zhixue said: "You have to be careful to wear it, if it is broken, you can't find the second one!" ”

Jiang smiled and said, "Fu Ya, this kid, can always come up with some new things." In the head, new prescriptions are also emerging. It is said that the Song family has stained us with a lot of light, but this is not the case. The new medicine we got a while ago, several pharmacies in the county are competing like black-eyed chickens.

I don't know when the rain will stop, so I need to prepare more medicine for the cold and cold. In the past few days, the road is muddy and difficult to walk, and the pills in the county town have stopped, right? ”

Fu Ya was wearing a robe, a hat, and her grandmother was holding an umbrella, and the clothes on her body were still wet when she returned home. Not to mention Mrs. Wu, the whole person seems to have been splashed with a big basin of water, and there is no dry place.

Song Ziran pulled out a few raincoats from the space, the smaller ones were worn by the milk, the larger ones were left with one piece, and the rest were changed into a few small ones for the children under the age of ten at home.

Of the four daughters-in-law in the family, the most skillful is the eldest daughter-in-law, and then Su Yun, Fuya's mother-in-law. Mrs. Wu called the two daughters-in-law over and asked them to change their raincoats according to Fuya's request.

The raincoat can't have stitches, so Song Ziran uses waterproof glue for adhesion. Soon, Fu Ya and Xiao Shi's two raincoats were freshly baked.

The raincoat is army green, and Xiao Shi's one has no sleeves and looks like a green sunny day doll. Fu Ya is two pieces of upper and lower, and the rain pants below are very convenient whether you are walking or riding a sheep.

Last time, the sheep bleated her down from the mountain wall, and Song Dafu finally told Mrs. Wu to listen. Mrs. Wu was afraid for a while, so she picked up the knife and was about to kill the sheep. Naturally, the sheep refused to sit still, jumped up and down in the yard, and finally stopped on the roof, looking at Mrs. Wu defiantly with an expression of "contempt for all beings". Knocked Mrs. Wu down!

In the end, it was only under the persuasion of Fuya that he reluctantly spared the cheap sheep. Later, the sheep bleated a few more times, and when Mrs. Wu saw that there was no danger, she turned a blind eye and let it go.

Song Ergui made a small saddle for Fu Ya...... No, it should be a sheep saddle. Fu Ya rode more steadily, and it was quite comfortable, and she happily gave the second uncle a Tang knife. Modern products must be high-quality, although they can't be sharpened like clay, but they are much sharper than the weapons of this era. Song Ergui was so happy that he didn't leave the knife, and he slept with the Tang knife at night, and Liu Cuihong was so angry that he almost threw him out to sleep!

The sheep bleated open the door, shook off the water on his body, and wanted to climb up the kang, but was held down by Mrs. Wu. She took a piece of clothing that was too torn to wear, wiped it indiscriminately, and said, "It's raining so hard, where did you go?" I see, you've learned from that mother of yours, and you're thinking about running up the hill all day long? What's good on the mountain? Don't worry about eating or drinking in our house, and there are no natural enemies, isn't it......"

Fu Ya rolled her eyes when she saw the sheep bleating very humanely, and seemed to disapprove of her milk's nagging. Mrs. Wu wiped the water off the sheep's body, and even washed all four hooves, before allowing it to enter the house.

The sheep bleated into the back room, spat out an auspicious cloud-shaped object from its mouth, and kicked the ground with its right front leg for the little master to see.

"Huh? Baa, where did you get such a big Ganoderma lucidum? It's still a rare cloud reishi! "It is said that this cloud mist Ganoderma lucidum grows on the cliff and is very demanding on the environment, and it is bred by combining the essence of heaven and earth. Both the medicinal properties and the value are very precious.

The sheep bleated and made a "sprinkle water" expression. Climbing the wall is not its forte, it is often pulled by the little master to read medical books together, and it has been read for more than three years, and it is not stupid.

Song Ziran rubbed the big horn on the top of its head, took out a melon from the space, and gave it as a reward. The sheep bleated happily a few times, and it liked the little master the most! Follow the little master, there are delicious fruits. The fruit she took out was a hundred times sweeter than that on the mountain! Hug your thighs! It has to hug the thigh of the little master and not let go of it.

Song Dafu wore a raincoat and walked in from the outside, and the water flowed down the raincoat to the ground, forming a small puddle after a while. He took off his raincoat, hung it behind the door, and said, "Father, mother, the rain is heavier, and the water on the mountain is like a waterfall, flooding the fields." Fortunately, our sweet potatoes were harvested in time, otherwise they would have been soaked in water. ”

Song Laohan sighed and said, "If it goes down like this, not to mention the fields, even our village will have to be flooded!" ”

Mrs. Wu also said: "This year's rain is even bigger and more fierce than five years ago!" Don't be afraid of anything else, just be afraid of flash floods...... Phew! Bodhisattva, don't blame, I'm talking nonsense! ”

She heard from the older generation that the highest mountain has a "heavenly pool" on the top, and even in the driest season, it will not dry up all year round. However, if the heavenly pond is full and poured down, the village below the mountain will suffer!

Song Laohan said to his eldest son: "Remind your two younger brothers, you have been vigilant these days, pack your valuable things in advance, and let them go." In case the flash flood really comes, don't be reluctant to give up things, you can earn more when the money is gone, and there will be nothing if the people are gone! ”

Song Dafu was full of sorrow, nodded heavily, and said, "Dad, we all understand this truth, don't worry...... I don't have anything of value in that house, just some clothes and bedding, or ...... I brought the quilt and cotton clothes over, mother, you will take it? Those are all newly made in the past two years, and if the blisters are broken, it's a pity! ”

He was curious about the "cave heaven and blessed land" in his mother's mouth, but he never dared to ask. If you ask too much, what will the gods do to take back this treasure?

Mrs. Wu thought for a while and said, "Okay, bring it over......"

Song Dafu first conveyed his father's instructions to the two younger brothers, and then asked them to carry the bedding, cotton clothes and other things, together with the rattan basket, to the main house. Liu Cuihong wanted to ask why, but Song Ergui pouted back with a sentence, "My mother told me so, just do it." Why do you ask so much? ”