Chapter 3 Fairy descends to earth "Guanyin sends a son...it turns out to be a fairy descending to the mortal world!"
The fairy who couldn't beg for anything was sent home by Guanyin. Wang Cuilan was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
"Mom!" Zhou Zhaodi called her twice more: "Mom! What are you enjoying?"
The eldest brother cried out in pain, but her mother-in-law didn't seem to hear her. She hugged Little Nile so hard that she couldn't see her fangs. Zhou Zhaodi was worried that her mother-in-law was so angry that she was possessed by demons.
"It's okay." Wang Cuilan waved her hand, "Take good care of Xiaoni, you don't need to be busy outside."
Wang Cuilan handed Lin Xiangrong to Zhou Zhaodi and pushed the cart out with great force. While her footsteps were windy, she planned to come back later and make sure to give her third daughter-in-law two eggs.
Yuxue, the little granddaughter’s baby, is a cute little ball. When I hold it up, I can see that it’s not fully grown in my belly. I need to give my third daughter-in-law more good food and more milk, so that my granddaughter can be fat and healthy. Only if you are white and fat.
This is a fairy sent by Guanyin to repay her kindness! It's not in vain that she burns incense on the 15th day of the lunar month and offers melons and fruits from time to time.
Before Zhou Zhaodi could reply to the previous sentence, she saw her mother-in-law leaving in a hurry, so she had to carry her daughter into the house inexplicably.
"Mom, you're here!"
If this doesn't happen, Fang Hongying will have to carry Lin Yuandong to the town health center on her own! "What's the rush?"
When Wang Cuilan saw her eldest daughter-in-law, she first scolded her, and then heard her son crying and howling in pain, and her messy mind suddenly came to life.
But what if it's not true?
By that time, the old thigh has not been treated and has been dragged down. It will be impossible to go to work, work, and make money. The two fat boys in the family have no money to marry, but it will be over.
Thinking of this, Wang Cuilan broke out in cold sweat.
Not sure whether to believe what she heard, Wang Cuilan could only ask Fang Hongying and Zhang Miao to carry Lin Yuandong to the cart first, and then wait for Lin Dawei to come back to discuss.
"Boss, how are you?" Wang Cuilan asked with concern, "Where does it hurt?"
"The knee hurts as if someone had knocked it." Lin Yuandong gasped: "Mom, why doesn't my dad come back?"
This is a leg. If it becomes disabled in the future and cannot work to make money, the two sons in the family will not have money to marry a wife or build a house...
Lin Yuandong was instantly disheartened.
"Don't worry, mom is going out to find your dad."
Wang Cuilan ran to the door worriedly, and saw Lin Dawei coming back with a few acquaintances to help.
Wang Cuilan felt the wind at her feet and rushed over to pull Lin Dawei aside, whispering in his ear: "Master, I just heard..."
After telling everything, Wang Cuilan stared at Lin Dawei and asked, "Do you think it can be true?"
Lin Dawei glared: "Did you hear that correctly?"
"How could it be false? I heard it really. That sound came from my granddaughter. The third daughter-in-law didn't even hear it. I was the only one who heard it." Wang Cuilan rubbed her hands and muttered: "Say, Is it the fairy sent by Guanyin to repay the favor?"
Lin Dawei was embarrassed for a moment, so he took a tobacco leaf and started chewing it. An inexplicable feeling lingered in his heart. However, time waits for no one, so he finally gritted his teeth and said: "Let's go, take it to the village health center, let Dr. Shen take a look first."
Although Dr. Shen is a barefoot old Chinese medicine doctor, he has been treating patients in the village for decades, and his medical skills are praised by countless people in the village.
If it really couldn't be cured, he wouldn't hold it off, he would deal with it and send it to the town for a look.
"What?" When Fang Hongying heard that Lin Dawei said that he wanted to send her to Dr. Shen, she immediately became anxious: "How can I send her to Dr. Shen? My man's leg is broken, can he be reattached?"
"A woman's opinion!" Lin Dawei threw the tobacco leaves on the ground, spit, and said sternly: "Doctor Shen can't cure it, so why don't you prescribe some painkillers, or else let the boss go to town in pain?"
"Dad was right."
Zhang Miao, who had always been stingy about money, couldn't wait to answer when he heard this. Seeing several clan relatives present, he quickly suppressed his smile.
But he was afraid that Lin Dawei would regret it, so he quickly said: "Doctor Shen can't see it anymore, let's send it to the town. We can't let my brother suffer like this. At least stop the pain first, otherwise what should I do if it hurts him badly?"
Several tribesmen saw Lin Yuandong sweating in pain and talking about it. Most of them thought that he should be sent to Dr. Shen to have a look. If it didn't work, he could just prescribe some painkillers and send him to the town.
The arm can't twist the thigh.
Fang Hongying didn't have much say, so she could only follow a group of people to the health center in a muffled voice.
When they arrived at the health center, Dr. Shen was called out.
"My old thigh fell. It hurts so much that I can't move it. Doctor Shen, please take a look." Lin Dawei's heart was filled with confusion.
Dr. Shen pushed up his reading glasses, stepped forward and pressed Lin Yuandong's leg carefully. After asking a few questions, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not a big problem. The leg is broken. Once it is straightened, it will be fine." "
Then he pressed Lin Yuandong's thigh and calf, and reattached the broken leg with appropriate force and skill: "It doesn't hurt so much, right? Get up and take a few steps."
Previously, he cried in pain and shouted to his mother that the sky was falling. Now that he heard Doctor Shen said it was okay, Lin Yuandong looked in disbelief.
It's just a misalignment, is that okay? Lin Yuandong was helped up and took two tentative steps. Seeing that nothing happened, he took two more steps and said ecstatically, "It doesn't hurt anymore, and I can use my strength again!"
"That's right. It's not a big problem in the first place. It will only be a problem if you move around. It's just like this in town. It costs a lot of money. It's not worth it." Dr. Shen touched his cheek and said with a smile.
"Doctor Shen, how much is it?" Wang Cuilan smiled with a smile on her face. Before Dr. Shen could say anything, she stuffed a few coins into Dr. Shen's pocket: "It's not much, just keep it. It's really thanks to your medical skills and knowledge. You don't know." , but it frightened us, as long as it’s okay, it’s okay.”
My precious granddaughter is right.
If the journey to the town clinic is bumpy, I'm afraid the boss's legs will have serious problems! When I get back, I have to boil two more eggs for my third daughter-in-law. No, I have to boil two eggs every day, and I have to cut some bacon and take it out. My precious granddaughter is so small, she has to take good care of her. This is Their future baby bump!
"Master, are you really okay?" Fang Hongying asked, crouching and touching her husband's leg.
"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Yuandong looked happy, the dark clouds above his head dispersed, and he was in an extremely good mood.
The clan members dispersed when they saw nothing was family walked back with happy faces as they talked. After all, it didn't cost much, the leg was cured, and the family would not lose a labor force. Who could be unhappy?
As soon as Wang Cuilan returned, she immediately went to the gate of the courtyard and picked a handful of crispy cabbage seedlings. She washed them clean and set them aside. She quickly rolled out some noodles, started a pot on the stove, and used chopsticks to cut out a piece of lard. She felt it was too little, so she sipped it again. He went in with a chopstick, fried two eggs, boiled water and added noodles in the pot. Finally, he threw in a handful of cabbage seedlings and knocked on the door of Lao San's house.
"Third daughter-in-law, mom has rolled out the noodles and fried two eggs for you. Eat them while they are hot."
"?? Thank you, Mom." As soon as Zhou Zhaodi struggled to sit up and wrap up her clothes, a large bowl of fragrant noodles was stuffed into her hand.
Fried eggs and rolled noodles?Looking at the thick layer of oil in the soup, Zhou Zhaodi felt that it was hot to her hands.
That can of lard is as precious to my mother-in-law as her eyes. Why am I willing to put so much in it for her today? What's the fuss about? "Eat quickly, why are you standing there in a daze? After you finish, you are breastfeeding my precious granddaughter, and you didn't notice that the baby's belly is still holding back?" Wang Cuilan urged when she saw Zhou Zhaodi not moving her chopsticks.
Never mind her, just eat the food delivered to your Zhaodi started to eat the noodles. She hadn't eaten them so deliciously for a long time and couldn't help but twitch her index fingers.
"This"
Fang Hongying and Zhang Miao, who had regained their composure, did not care about the point of the needle pointing at the wheat awns. When they saw Wang Cuilan walking away with a large spoonful of fried eggs and noodles made of oil residue, they all stared at the hole dug into the oil residue. Stare.
What happened? Where did the mother-in-law go with the bowl of noodles? Fang Hongying thought that the bowl of oily and fragrant noodles with two fried eggs was brought to her man, and she suddenly started to tremble: "See, the eldest son and grandson are the lifeblood of this old man."
"Ha." Zhang Miao was so angry that he suddenly thought about the two fat boys Fang Hongying gave birth to. One was frail and the other was born prematurely. They really answered the saying, "What is your ability if you can give birth to a child? What is your ability if you can raise them" .
"Is Dafu sick again?" Zhang Miao played with his fingers carelessly: "You, you must be optimistic about Dafu. There are quite a few children who have been exposed to the cold overnight."
After that, he rushed to the backyard.
This sentence made Fang Hongying crazy. She was about to hit Zhang Miao with a rolling pin. The two of them ran all the way to the backyard. They saw the door of the third child's house open, and her mother-in-law Wang Cuilan's uncontrollable laughter came from inside.
"Hello, my dear daughter, you are so blessed. Look how fair and cute Xiao Ni is."
The two of them were stunned and stretched their necks to look into the room.
There is a strong smell of fried eggs in this room, and the aroma is overflowing. You can tell that a lot of lard was used.
After taking a closer look, Zhou Zhaodi was eating a big egg one bite at a time, while her mother-in-law Wang Cuilan, with her old face smiling like chrysanthemums, was holding the money-losing item that was so unwelcome yesterday.
Zhang Miao was delighted at the sight: "Oh, I thought it was going to hurt people, but it turned out that it was all in vain."
"mom!"
As soon as she finished showing off her front legs, her back legs were slapped in the face. When Fang Hongying gave birth to her first and second babies, she only got an egg as usual, and not a single thick noodle was found afterward.
Now seeing the usually weak Zhou Zhaodi eating big eggs and sipping noodle soup, her eyes turned red with jealousy.
"What's going on? Why are you feeding the third daughter-in-law thick noodles?"
It was the coarse noodles brought back from the town by her brother-in-law. Although it was not as valuable as the fine noodles, Wang Cuilan usually hid it tightly. Only a few grandsons took out some to satisfy their cravings.
Wang Cuilan glared at her: "What happened to the thick noodles? The third daughter-in-law ate them!"
Not to mention thick noodles, in order for Zhou Zhaodi to breastfeed easily and not starve her precious granddaughter, she could afford even two eggs a day.
"Can……"
But they didn't when they gave birth.
Wang Cuilan hugged Lin Xiangrong and shook her. She ignored Fang Hongying's words and only said to Zhang Miao: "Second daughter-in-law, go to the front yard, open the biggest box, and bring the cotton cloth that Lili brought back."
"What are you doing, Mom?" Zhang Miao felt something was wrong and asked one more question: "Mom, do you want to make clothes, or for several children?"
That was new cotton cloth. My sister-in-law brought it back and asked Wang Cuilan to make winter clothes.
"This swaddling clothes is old and worn out, but Xiaoni's baby is white and tender, so the cotton cloth is just right." Wang Cuilan burst into laughter, feeling that her granddaughter's farts smelled delicious.
Zhang Miao took a breath of air and was urged by Wang Cuilan before going over to get the cotton cloth. When she saw Wang Cuilan swaddling her, her eyes turned green.
Fang Hongying on the side also refused to give in. This kind of partiality was intolerable to anyone.
She rolled her eyes and remembered that yesterday she had urged her sister-in-law to mention that Lao Cui's family, the head of the village, wanted a child bride, so she turned around and left.
"Go, go." Wang Cuilan saw that Zhou Zhaodi had finished eating after a few mouthfuls, and handed Lin Xiangrong to Zhou Zhaodi, and drove Zhang Miao: "Go to work, don't be an eyesore."
Zhang Miao snorted secretly, turned around and reluctantly left the room.
Zhou Zhaodi finished the noodles in three or two mouthfuls, then hugged Lin Xiangrong and prepared to breastfeed her.
Lin Xiangrong was already hungry and her mouth was watering at the smell of fried eggs.
Finally being picked up by Zhou Zhaodi to breastfeed, Lin Xiangrong couldn't help but cry out from the bottom of her heart.
[Mom, I’m hungry, so hungry, so hungry]
Zhou Zhaodi suddenly heard an ethereal voice, but after listening carefully, it disappeared. It seemed to be an auditory hallucination. She looked down at the girl in her arms, who was staring at her and waiting for her to be fed. She quickly untied her clothes without caring about anything else.
Seeing the little crying Lin Xiangrong grunting and eating deliciously, her little hands tightly grasped her clothes, not leaving them for a moment. For some reason, Zhou Zhaodi's heart softened, and she adjusted a more comfortable position to facilitate Lin Xiangrong's eating. Milk.
Although she was a girl, she was disappointed, angry and uncomfortable, but she was still a piece of flesh that fell from her body. She was pregnant in ten months, how could she really bear to treat her so harshly?
Wang Cuilan was sitting on the bench and saw Lin Xiangrong's little mouth moving and sucking milk. She felt that it was more delicious than eating delicacies from the mountains and seas herself. The more she watched, the happier she felt.
If Lin Xiangrong hadn't finished her milk, she could have snatched Lin Xiangrong into her arms and hugged her and kissed her sweetly.
"My dear granddaughter, the food is so delicious. It is a blessing to be able to eat well."
(End of this chapter)