the next day.

As soon as Chu Qing went to the kitchen and boiled water, the food delivery guy came. The person who came was a thin young man, in his mid-twenties, he looked energetic, of medium height, but thin. But half of his legs were exposed when he rolled up his sleeves.

You can see that the arms are all strong muscles, as if they were made of iron.

I am thin, but I am not weak.

"Sister-in-law Yuan, this handful of celery is my mother's wish. It doesn't count as food money." Zhang Erni's brother handed over a handful of celery and shook it. Chu Qing saw that there seemed to be something white in the celery.

"Okay, thank Auntie for me." Chu Qing took the celery, put it into the basket at the door, and casually threw her apron on top to cover it.

"You know how to settle the bill at the end of the month, right?" Chu Qing asked while counting today's dishes.

"I know. Sister-in-law Yuan, do you want me to bring you some food each time? Are you and your child's meals separate?" Zhang Mingyu asked.

"Yes, it would be better if you could bring me some vegetables. Thank you very much. I will pay for my vegetables separately, on a pay-per-use basis. Do you think that's OK?" Chu Qing saves money on grocery shopping again.

It's time.

"No problem! Sister-in-law Yuan, you can also tell me what you need to buy, and I will deliver it to you the next time I deliver food." Zhang Mingyu said, and looked at the basket at the door.

Is this a reminder of something?

After Zhang Mingyu left, Chu Qing carried the basket back to the storage room and checked the handful of celery. Sure enough, there was a paper bag inside.

Inside the paper bag was a map. Chu Qing closed the door and looked at the map. It was a map of Zhang Village, Li Village and Wushu Village. Chu Qing found that the maps drawn by ancient people were quite interesting. Even the wells in the village were drawn, and even the windlass was drawn.

Yes. There is a line on the back of the map: Please reduce the map to the size of two palms and return it to me tomorrow morning.

What kind of mission is this? A test? A test of my ability? Chu Qing was a little confused. But since he got the money, he had to complete the mission. Chu Qing put away the map and filled Mr. Qing's teapot first.

After finishing his work, Chu Qing returned to the storage room, closed the door, and began to draw this map.

At the same time, he also became familiar with the general topography of these three villages through maps. Chu Qing roughly estimated the proportions from the original map, and then redrawn it in the form of a modern map.

All places that need to be marked are replaced with simple symbols. The symbols serve as legends. Because it needs to be reduced, the scale and legend are marked in the lower left corner of the new map.

Chu Qing used a dip pen with the thinnest tip. The whole picture was much clearer than before, and the lines were clearer. Fold it and put it in a 2-inch paper bag to take with you.

Chu Qing boiled two large pots of water and prepared to use the large wooden basin bought yesterday to give Xiaobao a bath.

For several days, a simple bath has been really uncomfortable, so today I decided to give my little one a good bath.

Sure enough, children still like to play with water. Yesterday, there were two gourds in the grocery store. Chu Qing cut one open and turned it into two small gourds. Xiaobao sat in the wooden basin and took turns using the two small gourds.

He played with ladles scooping water, and used the ladle as a boat, blowing on it with his mouth.

Chu Qing's eyes warmed up as he looked at it: His son Meng Dong has been playing like this since he was a child, and he still does it now. I don't know how Meng Dong is doing now, and his father. Does he know that something happened to me?

Xiaobao seemed to feel the change in the atmosphere and suddenly looked back at her. Chu Qing pretended that nothing was wrong and spread out the clothes that Village Chief Wu's wife had given Xiaobao yesterday one by one and put them on the bed. They had been washed yesterday.

Dried.

These are clothes that are too small for their grandson to wear. I specially selected the clothes that looked clean and had no patches and gave them to Xiaobao.

"Xiaobao, you put on these clothes first. When the school is closed, we will go to the city to buy you new clothes. We have to cook at noon these days and don't have time to go to the city. Alas, I didn't wear them for my son.

You are wronged by wearing other people's old clothes." Chu Qing said.

Chu Qing often chats with Xiaobao when she is free, even if there is no response. What if Xiaobao can speak one day?

He told him that he had a son before, told interesting stories about his son, and also told Xiaobao that his son was late in talking, so that Xiaobao should not care about other people's opinions.

Every time Meng Dong was mentioned, Xiaobao listened very carefully, and his expression seemed to be a little loose, very slight and not easy to detect.

Xiaobao looked at these clothes, nodded, and continued playing with the water. Chu Qing sat beside the simple bed and sorted the cotton threads.

I bought some indigo thread yesterday and I plan to braid it into a thicker rope to use as a hair tie for little baby.

Sometimes Chu Qing feels that he can handle it. Who would have thought that in a place where supplies are scarce, he can use all available things to meet the needs of life? What does that say? Create conditions even if there are no conditions.

superior!

Regarding things like DIY, which mother who has accompanied her children to kindergarten has not lit up this skill point?

Chu Qing is very good at knitting ropes.

The sound of children playing after class could be heard outside. Xiaobao was playing with himself, unmoved at all.

It is said that children like to play with younger children, and especially like to follow older children, but Xiaobao's reaction was so indifferent.

Chu Qing thought it was because the children called Xiaobao a mute that day and offended him.

Chu Qingqing finished cooking all day long and stayed in the utility room with Xiaobao.

After dinner, Chu Qing led Xiaobao for a few walks around the empty schoolhouse to eat, then went back to the utility room.

Mr. Xie and his wife went to a neighboring village as guests.

Chu Qing and Xiaobao found the silver ingots, and adding the 5 taels given by Bai Hua, there were 10 taels.

He dug out the floor tiles under the bed and hid them, then sewed a few pieces of the remaining broken silver into the corners of Xiaobao's clothes and carried the rest on his body.

Just when Chu Qing was talking about why eggs cannot be put in one basket, and why it is not a good thing for a school to be built only on a mountain, because it would be over if there was a wildfire or a mudslide or the tiger went down the mountain, suddenly the door of the utility room said "

"Bang" a muffled sound.

It seemed like something hit the door.

Chu Qing was startled, and she and Xiaobao looked at each other. Xiaobao pointed to the door and motioned Chu Qing to take a look.

Chu Qing bravely pushed the door, but found that it couldn't be pushed open. She pushed hard and felt that something was blocking the door.

After struggling to push it open for more than half a foot, I squeezed out sideways and took a look: it was a person.

It wasn't dark yet, so I could see his face clearly, and it was white birch. But half of his face below the nose was stained with blood. It seemed like nosebleeds had rubbed his face. He was in a coma.

Is this a movie? Who are you trying to scare?

Chu Qing grabbed Bai Hua by the collar and dragged him into the house. After dragging him in, he locked the door.

Light the three candles on the candlestick extravagantly and illuminate the whole view of the white birch.

He was wearing half-worn brown clothes. There was no visible blood, but there was no blood on his face.

Because the posture when lying on the ground is rather awkward, I can't see anything wrong with my limbs.

But since the person was unconscious, Chu Qing did not dare to move. He stretched out his hand and patted Bai Hua on the face: "Hey! Hey!"

No response. He pinched him! Now he moved.

Bai Hua opened her eyes and reached out to pinch Chu Qing's neck.

Chu Qing slapped it away with a "Pah!", no one could tell us that our reaction was not slow!

"Look clearly!" Chu Qing ordered him while rolling her eyes.

Bai Hua began to regain consciousness when he was slapped away. He realized that the person facing him was Chu Qing, so he did not attack again.

"Where's the injury?"

"Back of the head."

Chu Qing placed the candlestick on the ground and carefully took off Bai Hua's turban: God!

The turban and hair were stained with blood, and there was a fist-sized bump on the back of the head. The scalp was broken, and blood stuck the hair to the wound.

Chu Qing just checked, and Bai Hua shivered in pain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

Shivering, Bai Hua began to vomit, felt dizzy after vomiting twice, and then passed out again.

Is this a concussion? Chu Qing found it shocking, but he wasn't too scared. After all, he hadn't yet integrated into the world mentally, so his perspective was very objective. He didn't get distracted when things happened. But it was still a trouble in front of him.

This is an outsider, still in his own house, and still his honorary employer.

What should I do? See a doctor? No. It will add new trouble to myself. This guy's identity is troublesome in itself, and it will be even more troublesome if he is exposed. The key is still in his own house.

Chu Qing grabbed Bai Hua, and when Bai Hua opened his eyes again, he quickly asked: "Looking for Zhang Mingyu or Wu Dalang?"

Bai Hua responded: "Zhang Mingyu."

It seems that Zhang Mingyu is his colleague, and Wu Dalang should be similar to him, a non-staff member.

Chu Qing picked up Xiaobao and turned around to leave, leaving behind a message: "Be careful."

I can help you, but if you want me to do more, I can't.

After closing the door, Chu Qing hugged Xiaobao and went to find Zhang Erni. She told Zhang Erni that she wanted to ask her brother to send him more meat and oil tomorrow morning. The money was paid separately, and there were some things he wanted to buy.

Zhang Erni didn't think anything of it, and just thought it was Chu Qing, a woman with a child, who had no one to trust, so she asked them for help.

We found Zhang Mingyu's house in Zhangcun just as Zhang Mingyu's mother was about to go to the hut. Their youngest daughter was helping her mother to go to the ground. The little girl was only 13 or 14 years old, and she couldn't help herself.

Zhang Erni didn't care about anything else and rushed over to help. Chu Qing took the opportunity to give Zhang Mingyu the reduced version of the map from the day and said: "Hand in your homework."

He glanced into the room again and found that he couldn't get out yet, so he quickly said: "Bai Hua is injured and he is at my place. Go pick him up."

Before Zhang Mingyu could react, he raised his voice: "My little baby is having a nightmare and has some fever. Please get some antipyretic and soothing medicine."

As he spoke, he stroked Xiaobao's forehead with his hand and put his hand on the back of Xiaobao's head: "If you don't have something to soothe your nerves, you must get something to reduce fever. Please, I'm not familiar with this place. I only know you."

Sister and you, I have no choice but to leave it to you."

Then Zhang Erni and others rushed to the door and said apologetically: "Hello, aunt, I have caused trouble to my aunt's family."

Zhang Erni's mother was a kind woman, but she looked haggard. She responded in a warm voice: "Thank you for helping my family Qiu Sheng eat well. Auntie, thank you. If you have anything to do, just tell my Erni and Mingyu, and don't see them."

outside."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chu Qing quickly left.

Zhang Mingyu also immediately took action, "Mom, sister, I'm going to Dr. Qin's place and grab some of Mom's medicine by the way."
Chapter completed!