Chapter 3 (1/2)

For this situation, the third uncle Xue Qingbai even borrowed a bullock-cart from the uncle’s house and invited the doctor to come back from the town. The doctor came to check the pulse, Xue Gouzi did not have any symptoms, and the previous disease was almost cured. Although it is a little weak now, but as long as it will be well slowly.

As for the headache, even the doctor couldn’t explain why.

After sending the doctor away, the grandmother Zhao’s face shrank on the spot. In her fifties, her gray hair was neatly neglected behind her head. The face was long, the eyelids were a little sloughing. When the face was pulled, it became a triangular eye, which looked very intolerant.

Without Zhao’s words, Sun said, “Zhao’er, it ’s not fourth aunt wants to criticize you on purpose, you just like to make a fuss. Isn’t it that you deliberately toss us all, even if you are not happy…”

Before she finished speaking, she was pulled by her man Xue Qinghuai.

“Come on, just say a few words. I don’t think Zhao’er is a thoughtless girl. Besides, Gouzi is ill. It’s good to find a doctor to have a look. Then everyone in the family can rest assured.”

“I didn’t say much, I didn’t say anything…”

“You also said…?”

As the couple spoke, they went out. The eldest aunt, Yang, smiled at Zhao’er and said to her mother-in-law, “Mom, let’s go and let the Gou’er have a good rest.”

Zhao took a look at the dog on the bed, snorted coldly, turned around and left. It can be seen from her posture that she is very angry.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The Xue family can’t be described as a wealthy family. Ask the doctor to come back from the town once, and it will cost one or two hundred yuan. How many times can the Xue family now toss up? In particular, the doctor ’s words made it clear that Zhao’s guess that may be Xue Gouzi was pretending to be ill, so how can the Zhao be happy? In Zhao’s point of view, these two children of the second wife deliberately toss the family, but since the eldest wife came forward to persuade, naturally Zhao will not say more.

Generally speaking, the Xue family now has three daughters in law, and the Yang is the best in the mother-in-law Zhao’s heart. The eldest son’s identity is unusual, and Zhao is willing to give the eldest daughter-in-law some face.

After Zhao and Yang left, there were only third uncle Xue Qingbai and third aunt Zhou. These two people are used to speaking little. Without staying long, Zhao’er thought that the third uncle was so busy before, then she sent them out with a smile.

When she turned around, she saw Xue Gouzi lying on the bed with his eyes open, as if he had lost his mind.

She didn’t think much. She came to the bed and touched his head and said, “Gou’er, don’t think of too much. They don’t believe that you are sick or have a headache. I believe you. You are very sick. Don’t think about it again. ”

Xue Gouzi gave her a glance. His mouth was dry and his throat was tight, “Zhao’er…”

“What? Is it still uncomfortable?”

Feeling this pair of hands that are not delicate but very warm, and touching his head and face, Xue Gouzi has a sense of reality and happiness that has never been seen before.

She did not die, nor did he die.

Although he did not like what she did in the daily life, and even disgusted her as a child bride, he never thought about letting her die. How could he be the one who killed his wife and son.

But Xue Gouzi was still very flustered, because the dream was too real. After more than 70 years of dream, it seemed that he had also experienced that life. But when he wakes up, I doesn’t dare to look back.

“Zhao’er…”

“I am here!”

“Zhao’er…”

“Yes.”

“Zhao’er…”

A heat flow suddenly came out of the dry eyes, unconsciously.

This really scared Zhao’er, and she was unable to take care of thinking that the little man never called her like this, or let her be close to him. She just held his head in her arms, and asked him what happened anxiously.

Seeing him not talking, but just crying in her arms, Zhao’er could not help but misunderstand whether it was just those people who made him think of too much again. In Zhao’er’s opinion, the little man just has a lot of annoyance in his heart and never tells anyone. Otherwise, he won’t get this serious illness.

She patted him on the back, holding him in her arms like when he was a child, and comforted him, “don’t be afraid, Gou’er, even if they don’t send you to go yo school, I will send you, with all available means.”

Because Xue Gouzi was recovering from a serious illness and went through another incident, he drank some porridge for dinner and fell asleep.

Zhao’er covered him with a quilt, and then went to sort out the basket he had brought back.

The basket is filled with things such as needle, thread, cloth, etc. This is the rag that Zhao’er bought in the town’s embroidery workshop. The reason why she did this was that she had helped the village woman brought the handmade purses to the embroidery workshop to sell.

There are no grown-ups in the second wife’s room. Although they are eating at Xue family, Xue Gouzi’s pen, ink and paper for studying, and their daily necessities like clothes, bedding and some odds, all of which need money.

Getting money from Zhao is very hard. Although Xue Qingshan, the eldest uncle, is determined to treat his nephew as if his own son, Zhao’er can only see how rich life of the kids of the first wife. Xue Juncai never lacks such things as pen, ink, paper and inkstone. By contrast, the little man is as thin as a bamboo pole. A bald pen is also the Xue Qingshan’s old one.

Zaho’er is always independent. She was reluctant to hurt the little man, so she had to try her best to look for money everywhere. There was no chance to make money in the countryside, so she went to the town and looked around. As long as she could and didn’t need capital, she would try to do it.

In the past few years, she has worked to collect vegetables from the village and sell them in the town. She has worked for the embroidery workshop. At ordinary times, she also goes to the mountains to find mountain products and sell them.

And now the business has been done several times. The boss of the embroidery shop can’t rely on her good words, so he sold her the broken cloth he didn’t want. She took them back to arrange and cut it. Then she asked the women in the village to help make a purse to sell for the embroidery shop, she could earn a lot of money by changing hands in the embroidery workshop. Compared to just receiving the purses from others, it can make more money.

If she didn’t make some money in this business, she wouldn’t know when Xue Gouzi will get better this time. Zhao would not have taken the medicine for the money for a long time. The latter drugs are all collected by means of her own money and have to be hidden for fear that they will be known to the rest of the Xue family.

At the thought of these, the corners of Zhao’er’s mouth tighten.

She’s always sharp. When she picked some rags that could be used, she didn’t do other things. Choose the clean place and spread them out on the square table. Take the scissors and cut these strange rags into a uniform shape.