In the heavy rain, the Xia family, mother and son, walked with support. When they returned home, they were all drowned.

Li Yunniang was shocked and distressed, so she rushed into the kitchen, lit a fire and boiled water. After a while, Xia Qianqian and Yuanbao were stuffed into the hot water barrel.

While Li Yunniang was helping Xia Qianqian scrub, she was still worried, "What should I do? Your neck is injured like this, what should you do?"

"It's okay, it will be fine after a while."

"How could it be okay? You are still a girl, not yet married, and you have scars on your body. How can you find your husband's family?"

"Then I will always be by your side."

"Silly boy, you can accompany your mother. How can your mother bear to delay your future?"

Xia Qianqian huddled in the bucket, looking very docile, "Mom, your clothes are wet too, come and wash them, don't catch a cold."

"You soak first."

Li Yunniang turned to take care of Yuanbao, rubbed and washed him, put on clean clothes, and took him to the back room, then turned around to clean Xia Qianqian.

When she returned to the side room, Xia Qianqian was wearing a too-large robe, pulling on her shoes, and was bandaging the wound on her neck. Under the robe, a large white leg was exposed.

"You kid, you don't put on your clothes either."

"It'll be ready soon."

After changing into clean clothes, the three of them drank ginger soup and had dinner at the same time. They returned to the west wing and squeezed into the temporary bed in the corner.

The three people were each wrapped in a quilt and hugged each other tightly.

There was lightning and thunder in their ears, and heavy rain poured down. After a thrilling day, the three of them did not feel sleepy at all.

In the darkness, Li Yunniang was still frightened, and she whispered: "Qianqian, you are in danger today. If it weren't for Mr. Mo, I really don't know what to do."

"Mom, what do you think of Mr. Mo?"

"He saved you, we should repay you well, but..."

Li Yunniang turned over. In the dim light, she stared at the person beside her and said seriously: "He has a cold temperament and is not your lover. Qianqian, you must pay attention and keep a distance from him."<

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The beloved daughter is Mo Ruomu, but does she have a crush on cuttlefish?

Xia Qianqian lay on her back, looking at the dark roof, and joked with a smile: "He is not the child's lover, but it does not prevent the child from liking him. Who makes him look so good-looking!"

"Qianqian..." Li Yunniang couldn't help but poke her forehead with her hand, and said with a straight face: "You dare to say anything."

"Our Fu'an Village is located in a remote area. Young men and women go out to study and work. You see very few people of your age, so you think he is good-looking."

What?

"Is it possible...that there is someone better-looking than Mr. Mo..."

"That's natural."

"Who is it?"

"Your dad!"

Summer pool.

Xia Qianqian was amused.

The original owner's memory was very vague, so she couldn't remember Xia Chi's appearance, so she joked: "Mom, could it be that beauty is in the eye of the beholder?"

Li Yunniang's face suddenly turned red, "Quickly, go to sleep."

This sudden bad weather, which is said to be rare in a century, increased the tide and lasted from afternoon to evening, with no sign of stopping.

Fu'an Village, surrounded by the Fu'an River, instantly turned into a small island in the water. During the heavy rain, officers and soldiers resolutely guarded the riverside to protect the peace.

In the school at the east end of the village, under the hot torch, Cao Ran looked at the drawings on the table, pointed at a place, and said sternly: "How is the situation over there?"

"Report to the general, everything will go according to plan."

"Just keep an eye on it and make sure you don't make any mistakes."

"Yes!"

The soldiers retreated, and a man emerged from the shadows on the side.

He stepped forward with a frown on his face, lowered his voice and comforted again: "Sir, you have just experienced life and death and have not recovered from your serious injuries. How can you work so hard? You should pay attention to your health!"

Cao Ran picked up a branch and fiddled with the fire in front of him. Above the fire, there was a medicine jar hanging.

The medicinal liquid in the jar is rolling, and the strong medicinal smell permeates the entire space.

The fire stick fanned the flames, and a burning branch made a crisp sound.

He spoke slowly: "Your Highness drags his sick body and holds himself on the military parade platform for me. As a minister, how can I have the dignity to lie on the couch and recuperate in peace?"

"Clang!"

The raging wind blew open the closed windows, and the big raindrops poured in diagonally, and the chill came instantly.

Mr. Liu hurriedly stepped forward, closed the window, brought a piece of cotton cloth, covered Cao Ran's body, and warned: "I know I can't persuade you, so I can only do my duty."

He brought the medicine jar over the campfire, poured out a bowl of steaming medicine, let it dry for a while, handed it over, and warned: "Drink it quickly."

Cao Ran took the big medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

On the horizon, there was lightning and thunder, the dark sky seemed to have been penetrated, and the pouring rain continued.

In a deep water, Fu'an Village is like a rootless duckweed, floating and swaying in danger.

This night, everyone in the village spent the night in panic.

Xia Qianqian lay on the bed and fell asleep in a hazy state. In the middle of the night, Li Yuniang beside her suddenly started talking in her sleep and coughing again and again.

She lit the oil lamp in the dark. Under the dim light, Li Yunniang's face was flushed, her lips were white, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

She stretched out her hand and touched it. Her forehead was hot, and it touched Li Yunniang's pulse. She frowned for a moment.

Yuanbao woke up at some point. Seeing the scene in front of him, he jumped off the bed.

He searched around the corner, and finally came to the kang head with a broken basket in his hands. He was so frightened that he cried loudly, "Sister, there are no herbs in the house. Will mother die? Wuwuwu..."

As a six-year-old child, his father became missing and his sister became seriously ill. His mind became particularly sensitive.

Xia Qianqian crawled over from the kang and held him in her arms.

Li Yunniang has been working hard all year round, her thoughts are filtered, and her energy and blood are insufficient...

She had been in poor health, and she was caught in the rain last night, and she fell ill all at once.

Xia Qianqian analyzed dialectically and concluded that Li Yunniang had severe pneumonia.

According to ancient medical technology, even if you don't die, you have to live half a life.

But this disease is a minor problem for her.

She consoled her with a warm voice: "Yuanbao, don't worry, there are still some dry medicinal materials in the workshop. As long as I am here, my mother will not die."

Yuan Bao raised his face, his eyes were red, and he cried: "Sister, is it true?"

"Really."

Xia Qianqian spoke firmly and enlightened: "If you are worried, how about sitting next to mother and guarding her?"

"Hmm!"

Yuan Bao got on the kang, put on his clothes, and stayed by Li Yunniang's side.

Xia Qianqian got dressed, went to the kitchen to boil some hot water, poured a bowl of water for Yuanbao, and warned: "Drink some hot water to keep it warm. And for your foot, be careful not to move as much after spraining it, so that it will heal quickly."

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She poured out another bowl of water, turned sideways and put the antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs into the bowl one by one, stirred them evenly, helped Li Yunniang up, and gave her the medicine to drink.

Half an hour later, the medicine took effect, and Li Yunniang was sweating profusely, soaking all her clothes, and her body temperature dropped to the normal range.

Xia Qianqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After getting a basin of water, she wiped her body with a towel, changed into clean clothes, and then hugged Yuan Bao and squinted her eyes to sleep for a while.

In a daze, when I opened my eyes, it was bright and bright outside.

As soon as I pushed open the door of the west wing, a cold wind mixed with soil rushed towards my face.

On a May day, there was a chill in the wind.

The sky is overcast and the rain has weakened, but it still keeps falling.

Xia Qianqian went to the kitchen to light a fire and boil water, cooked some porridge, and put the remaining steamed buns from yesterday in the steamer to heat them up.

She was washing her hands when there was a knock on the door like a drum.
Chapter completed!