Chapter 12 (1/2)

Small steamed bun chuckles: ”elder sister is silly, oneself hits oneself.”

Purple Xu white her one eye: ”eat full is not, go to pick up pebbles for me, want smooth, fingernail is so big, pick up half bucket.”

”Oh, all right.” The little bun limped to carry the bucket.

Zixu frowned: ”come here, I'll show you the legs and feet.”

When the steamed stuffed bun passed by, Li yaoxiu touched it with her hand. Actually, the femur came out of the groove, that is, it was dislocated. Because no one helped to move it back, it caused the leg and foot disadvantageous.

This situation has been two or three months. Adults can't stand the pain of bone dislocation, and the child is still holding his teeth.

Fortunately, it still has time to repair, otherwise, when the flesh grows in the bone nest, it will never be able to get back.

”Little fellow, your leg can be cured, but it hurts. Can you bear it?”

Baozi's delicate small face appeared happy, and some round Phoenix eyes twinkled with stars: ”I'm not afraid of pain.”

Zixu will take the basket, there are some berries: ”look.”

”Ah, there is fruit.” Small steamed bun's attention is all on the fruit.

Zixu quickly grabs her leg and straightens her leg. The little bun screams loudly. The old lady who is resting in the room climbs out and falls down.

”What's the matter?”

”It's OK. I'll treat her leg. The delay is a little long, so it will hurt a lot.”

The old lady climbed down the wooden ladder and held the bun in her arms: ”poor child.”

”Grandma, I don't feel pain,” he said

Zixu is ready to listen to baozi wail, but the child gave her an accident, which is really not heartache.

She got up and rubbed the little guy's hair. ”My sister is so strong. She's so nice. She's proud of you.”

There is light in the eyes of baozi. She can feel that Zixu regards her as her own, and will not leave her behind.

The old lady saw that the steamed bun looked better and asked, ”does it still hurt?”

Little bun moved her leg. Although it still hurt, she could feel the uncontrollable powerlessness of her leg disappeared.

”It doesn't hurt. It'll be all right soon.”

Zixu is depressed. She will be cured later. Now she has to pick up some stones by herself.

After picking up the stones, she chiseled a hole in the barrel, laid a layer of large pebbles under the bottom, and then a slightly smaller one, paved them in turn and put a layer of fine sand. The simple filter was ready.

To do this, she pulled out some charcoal from the fire, which had to wait for the gauze to come.

The water in the pot has been boiling away, and the water is very turbid. If you put it into your mouth, it will immediately overflow with salty, bitter and astringent taste.

”Bah It's terrible. ”

”What's bad?” Mr. Ming Jing's clear and clear voice came with a banter.

Zixu looked up and saw him carrying a big bag. He carried four wooden buckets in his left hand and two iron pans in his right hand. Now the feather fan is inserted in his belt, which looks funny.

”Why did you send it?”

Mr. Mingjing put things down: ”general, let me supervise you. If you harm something, you have to set a price and keep accounts.”