Mrs. Sun wiped away her tears and thought for a moment, "I originally planned to pick them up tomorrow. Looking at the situation, let's just wait until we have packed up the hut at the back and moved them in before picking them up."

"Okay." Yang Ruoqing nodded. The family must be very busy and chaotic these days. The two younger brothers, Da'an is eight years old and Xiao'an is three years old. They can't do anything when they come back, which will cause trouble. It's better to let them play well at Ga's mother-in-law's house for a few days.

It's not too late to pick up.

The news that the third house of the old Yang family was going to be separated soon spread throughout Changping Village and became a topic of conversation among everyone. No matter whether it was in the fields or after dinner, everyone was discussing the matter and talking about anything.

have.

In the next few days, a layer of dark clouds seemed to hang over the courtyard of Lao Yang's house, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing.

In such a depressing atmosphere, Lao Yang's family went out early and came back late every day, busy harvesting the rice in the fields, and hauling it on carts to the threshing ground in the south of the village, where they threshed the rice and dried it in the sun.

During the day, Mrs. Sun had to take care of the family's bathing, three meals a day, feed chickens, ducks, pigs and cows. When she had a little free time, she also had to go to the backyard to clean up the three miscellaneous rooms. She was so busy that her feet didn't touch the floor. Yang Ruoqing took the initiative to take care of Yang.

Regarding things in Huazhong, I don’t go anywhere every day, just stay in Yang Huazhong’s house.

"Qing'er, when did you know when to change the dressing? It's really rare."

In the afternoon of this day, Yang Huazhong watched Yang Ruoqing neatly change the dressing on his leg. The movement was very skillful, just like an old trick. Yang Huazhong couldn't help but be amazed.

Lian Ruoqing wrapped clean gauze around the wound on his leg. When she heard this, the corners of her lips curled up and she said without raising her head, "Have you never eaten pork and seen a pig walk? Last time

Uncle Fu was changing your dressing, and I was watching from the side very carefully."

"Haha, that's how it is. My daughter is really smart. She can learn it after just a few glances."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and didn't bother with this matter.

I think that in my previous life, I was an internationally renowned elite agent. I knew a lot of things. Practicing medicine was just the tip of the iceberg.

Taking advantage of taking care of Yang Huazhong these days, she carefully examined the injuries on Yang Huazhong's legs.

Yang Huazhong's bone below his knee was fractured, and the broken bone compressed the nerves and blood vessels, causing swelling.

His legs are now swollen like two pieces of paulownia, which is obviously due to inflammation inside.

Under modern medical standards, in such a situation, the inflammation must be reduced first, and then the swelling must be eliminated, and then surgical treatment can be performed. A steel plate is placed on the fractured end, and finally a plaster is applied. Finally, bed rest is required for a long period of time.

However, in ancient times, not to mention this backward and remote rural mountain village, even in a big place like the capital, I am afraid there is nothing we can do.

So from this point of view, Fu Bo did not exaggerate the condition. Yang Huazhong's legs have almost zero hope of standing up by drinking these herbs.

but

She, Yang Ruoqing, is a world-renowned elite agent, the king of the underground world, and her medical skills are extremely proficient.

Even if she couldn't use modern medical methods, she could still cure Yang Huazhong's leg injury.

A unique set of massage techniques, plus decoctions for external application and internal use, will definitely help Yang Huazhong stand up again.

However, several key medicinal ingredients needed in her treatment plan are very scarce in modern times. I wonder if they can be purchased in this ancient world.

Thinking of this, money became the first urgent need again.

The most urgent thing she had to do first was to make money. Only when she had money on hand, could she have the funds to start a treatment plan.

Five days later, Lao Yangtou and the young and old men in his family finally gathered this season's new rice into the warehouse.

An autumn rain comes as expected.

Yang Ruoqing got up from the bed early, put her messy hair behind her head and rolled it up casually. She rinsed her teeth with water with a little salt foam and wiped her face.

There is no toothpaste or toothbrush in this world. Everyone uses a variety of tools to clean their mouths.

Lao Yang's family always used thatch cores dipped in plant ash or a little salt to rinse their mouths. As for the tools used to wipe certain places in the toilet, it made her even more embarrassed.

There is no toilet paper, and there are sharpened thatch poles, bamboo pieces, and pieces of rubble next to the wall.

While Yang Ruoqing was washing her face, she was thinking about it. After the family is separated and her life becomes more stable, she must make improvements in these daily necessities. She really can't stand it.

"Qing'er, are you up?" Sun opened the door and came in. She was wearing a patched blue cardigan today, with a neat bun on the back of her head and a blue scarf.

"Mom, I'll just wipe my face and it'll be fine." Yang Ruoqing turned around and smiled at Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun watched her daughter wash her face cleanly. When she spoke, her teeth were no longer as yellow and black as before, and there was no strange smell in her mouth or body.

I thought that this sober girl really loves to be clean. Although she didn't have time to wash her long hair by the pond, her body, face, and hands were no longer as dirty and smelly as before.

"Qing'er, your Uncle Chang Gen and Uncle Daniu are here. They are chatting in your father's room right now. They are all here to help us build the pot table. Your Fifth Uncle also came to tell me just now,

Let us collect all the things in this house. When the rain subsides, your fifth uncle and your second cousin Yongjin can move to the house in the backyard with just one visit."

"Okay," Yang Ruoqing responded cheerfully. The house was completely bare, except for the quilts on the bed and tables and chairs, there was basically nothing.

Fifth uncle Yang Huazhong and second cousin Yang Yongjin, one trip is indeed enough

Yang Ruoqing put the washcloth back, turned around and asked Sun, who was making her bed and folding the quilt, "Mom, Uncle Chang Gen and Uncle Daniu are here to help us move, so we can't neglect them.

Lunch this time”

Chang Gen and Daniu were both Yang Huazhong's childhood friends. They grew up in the same village. They grew up playing together and had a good friendship.

Last time something happened to Yang Huazhong, among the people who carried him back from the river beach a few miles away, apart from Yang Huazhong and his second cousin Yang Yongjin, they were Chang Gen and Daniu.

It's raining today, so I gave up my time to sleep at home and came over to help set up the pot table and move. What's the matter, I have to take care of lunch this time, otherwise I won't feel good about it.

Even if you set up a stove, you still have to dry it for two days before you can use it.

Moreover, Yang Ruoqing also knew that after this trip, Lao Yangtou and the others allocated fifty kilograms of husked rice to Sanfang from this season's rice. Fifty kilograms of rice would not be able to survive next year's rice harvest. This is undoubtedly
Chapter completed!