Chapter 44: Ask for the blessing of the marquis

I went to the fifth man again, and asked him for some sharp serrations and two iron rings.

Ma Lao Wu is a meat seller, but his family has ancestors who are blacksmiths, and these things are not difficult to find.

After Qin Mianmian bought these things, he saw a pig's head next to him, and he suddenly came to his senses.

"How do you sell this pig's head?" She asked, looking left and right, pointing to the huge pig's head.

"This pig's head, if the girl wants it, she will give fifty wen, can you see it?" Ma Lao Wu wiped his hands and lifted the pig's head out.

This pig's head weighs about ten pounds, because the bones are thick and the skin is thick, and generally few people will buy it.

So if someone asks, Ma Lao Wu generally gives some money, as long as he doesn't lose money.

After all, if you keep each one in your hand, you can't eat it in the hot weather, and it will be too cost-effective to throw it away in the end.

"Okay, then give it to me." Qin Mianmian said heartily.

After speaking, he counted the copper plates neatly, and gave the money very generously.

Fu Chen next to him wanted to speak and stopped, looking at those copper plates very distressed, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Ma Lao Wu neatly put the pig's head on the table, and then raised his hand to drop the knife, and peeled off the pig's scalp after dividing five by two.

Then he split the pig's head, cut it into several pieces, and threw it into a basket to finish the work.

It was already afternoon when a family of three arrived home sweating profusely.

Fu Tian, who usually doesn't like to go out of the door, is sitting at the gate of the courtyard at this moment, holding a yellowed book in his hand and reading absent-mindedly.

When I saw them come back, I was obviously a little excited, and the book in my hand almost fell off.

"You're back, how about it, Jing Bo is fine." He got up and looked Fu Jingbo up and down, and asked anxiously.

Qin Mianmian inadvertently glanced at the book in his hand, as if he saw the word "Art of War" written on the book cover.

He didn't expect that Fu Tian, who was born in a Zhuang family, would be literate, and he didn't expect that he could still read the art of war.

People should not be disguised, and the ancients did not deceive her.

"Let's go back first, and then we'll talk about it."

Qin Mianmian sighed and went directly into the courtyard.

This matter is still a bit serious, and she doesn't know how to talk to Fu Tian and his wife.

"Isn't there a problem with the wound on the head?" Before she could speak, Fu Tian asked herself.

"Got a head injury? Is the blood going to disperse? As soon as Fu Chen put down the basket, he came over and asked hurriedly.

Qin Mianmian looked at the nervous appearance of the two of them, presumably because Doctor Sun had already told them about the seriousness of this matter before, so he nodded, with a bitter expression.

"The blood is going to disperse? It's true? Fu Tian's voice was raised, quite excited.

Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows, how could she think that something was not right.

The joy on Fu Tian's face couldn't be hidden, and he didn't look worried.

"Mother, he's had five years of bruises on his head." Qin Mianmian pursed her lips and reminded Fu Chen in a low voice.

"yes, five years." Fu Chen was extremely melancholy.

Then he laughed again: "The blood is finally going to disperse, finally to disperse." ”

As she spoke, she bowed with her hands folded, not knowing who she was thanking.

"But mother, it's risky for his bruises to be scattered." Qin Mianmian pursed her lips and reminded in a low voice.

"Risk, what's at risk. Isn't it better if the blood is gone, and I will remember those things. ”

Fu Chen didn't care, still a little happy.

Fu Tian calmed down a little and looked Fu Jingbo up and down.

"Headache, is it because of this?"

Qin Mianmian took a sip of water and nodded: "Well, exactly." ”

"What's the danger?"

"The doctor said that if the blood is not absorbed, it will be life-threatening." Qin Mianmian pursed her lips, her face a little pale.

Since inquiring about Dr. Sun's words, Qin Mianmian felt like a thorn in his heart, and the more he thought about it along the way, the more afraid he became.

Originally, he was just thinking about whether to stay in the Fu family, but at this time he had no idea of leaving.

Even if he really wants to leave, at least he will have to wait until Fu Jingbo's physical condition stabilizes.

"Life is in danger." Fu Tian gasped, and Fu Chen was also stunned.

"Yes, if you can't absorb it, I'm afraid it is..."After she finished speaking, she glanced at Fu Jingbo again, her face full of worry.

"I'm afraid of what, sister, what are you talking about?" Fang Fang stood next to her, raised her head, and asked with a blink of her eyes.

"It's okay, there are buns here, Fangfang can take them and eat them." Qin Mianmian put a bun in her hand and handed the other one to Fu Tian.

"I'm afraid it's. So what should we do now? Fu Chen couldn't take care of it, and hurriedly pulled Fu Jingbo to sit down.

Looking carefully, looking up and down, I didn't see anything different from him before.

"It's no different, how can it be so serious."

"Don't say it, let's listen to what our daughter-in-law has to say first." Fu Tian furrowed his brows and interrupted Fu Chen's words.

"Mianmian, you say, what did Dr. Sun say. There's no way to deal with this? ”

He asked quite calmly, but Qin Mianmian could see that he was actually in a hurry.

The doctor said that he should always watch him in the future. If you are in the wrong state, you need to call a doctor immediately, otherwise you may not be able to save it. ”

"Always on the lookout." Fu Chen was even more confused.

"Yes, there's no other way around it now. Mother, let's get ready to make dinner, it's useless for everyone to gather around. ”

"Okay, Mianmian makes sense. Mianmian, then I'll leave this matter to you from now on. If there is anything, call your mother immediately, and you must take care of him. ”

Fu Tian immediately made the decision, and then beckoned Fu Chen to go and get food.

"I'll go too, that pig scalp has to be done well." Qin Mianmian was about to help, but was stopped by Fu Tian.

"You just stay here, don't stay too far away from Jingbo in the future. Your mother's side, I'll take a look. ”

Fu Tian explained with a strange face, and left directly without waiting for Qin Mianmian to answer.

Since someone has already passed over in the kitchen, of course Qin Mianmian is not good to go over again.

Fu Tian walked outside the house and looked at Tian and muttered to himself.

"Please bless Hou Ye and let the last trace of blood in Hou Fu pass on.

Even if he can't think of anything, even if he just lives an ordinary life and does nothing all his life, as long as the bloodline continues, we will have a chance to clear our grievances. ”

He said in a hoarse voice, and after speaking, he muttered for a moment before limping to the kitchen on crutches.

And in this room, Qin Mianmian took the rope he had just bought and was ready to make it into a rope sleeve.

I'm going to put it later, so it's naturally convenient at this time.

After all, the vine thing can be dry, and if you want to make a rope sleeve, it is naturally better to use hemp rope.

If she hadn't gone to the mountains without taking anything, she wouldn't have used that kind of hard-to-pull vine as a rope noose.

At this time, it is twice as easy to pull with a rope as a vine.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Fangfang took a small bite of the bun and asked with a soft face.

"Sister make something good." Qin Mianmian rubbed her hair and said with a smile.

"Why is this like this, it's fun." Fangfang reached out and picked up a rope sleeve.

"Is this what can make us eat meat, sister, will we have meat to eat again when we put this on the mountain?"

"We'll have something to eat today." Qin Mianmian smiled strangely.