Aunt Ya looked at Yuan Feng with concern and went out to catch chickens. The children also ran out. The yard was very lively, but the house was very quiet.
The man and Yuan Feng sat opposite each other, neither speaking, the situation was a bit awkward, the man rubbed his hands together, drank tea, drank tea."
Yuan Feng suddenly stood up: "I have a sick friend waiting outside the village."
The man also stood up, with a concerned look on his face: "Are you seriously ill? I'll go and see with you." He picked up a small rattan box in the corner and carried it on his back.
The two of them left the house, and the man confessed to the mute aunt, and then accompanied Yuan Feng to the crop fields outside the village. At this time, Xia Qinxin had already passed out, and the man did not shy away from anything, and directly put the back of his hand on Xia Qin's forehead.
He went up and said in deep thought: "The fever is severe, it can't go on like this."
Yuan Feng asked anxiously: "Is there a doctor in your village?"
The man turned around and said, "I am the doctor."
Yuan Feng was stunned, and the man said nothing. He opened the rattan box and took out a small porcelain pot, poured out a few small pills, pinched open Xia Qinxin's mouth and put it in. Then he took out the kettle and wet the handkerchief, and put it on Xia Qinxin.
On the forehead, if you look up and see the scorching sun, it will burn you and cause heatstroke. It will kill you. Take it home quickly."
Yuan Feng nodded, picked up Xia Qinxin from the waist, and with a push, the wound on his back opened again. The pain made him break into a cold sweat. The man looked at his words and knew that Yuan Feng was injured, so he quickly stopped him and opened Yuan Feng's body.
Looking at the clothes on Feng's back, he couldn't help but take a breath: "Her brother, how come you were so seriously injured and didn't say anything!"
Yuan Feng smiled bitterly: "The minor injury won't be a problem."
"It's just a minor injury. It's all bruised on the back. If you don't take care of it, you'll be in trouble. I'll carry it and you can just hold it."
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The dumb aunt was cooking in the pot house. Suddenly she heard someone shouting outside. She ran out quickly and saw her husband and Yuan Feng coming back. There was a woman on the husband's back. She was startled, and then stepped forward to help them put the woman down.
On a wicker chair under the big tree in the yard.
The man called the two older children and ordered them to fan Xia Qinxin with cattail fans. He took a head of garlic and crushed it, and asked the mute aunt to apply the garlic paste on the Yongquan point of Xia Qinxin's feet.
Then he wrapped it with a cloth strip. After finishing this, he told the dumb aunt to boil water with ginger slices, rhubarb, brown sugar. The dumb aunt told him with gestures that there was nothing left at home. The man thought for a while and said to Yuan Feng: "She
Brother, you sit down for now while I go get some medicine."
Yuan Feng was a little at a loss and could only nod his head and watch the man go straight away.
The dumb aunt returned to the pot house, scooped out the boiling water from the large iron pot, mixed it with cold well water, and mixed it into a basin of evenly warm water. She brought it out to help Xia Qinxin wipe her body. Yuan Feng was a little embarrassed, but she was far away.
Stand far away.
After all, she had practiced martial arts. Under the care of the mute aunt and her family, Xia Qin finally woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw a concerned face. She was a beautiful and dignified peasant woman, with two cute girls beside her.
The little child was fanning himself. When he saw himself waking up, the peasant woman and the two children all smiled, especially the gap-toothed smiles of the two children, which looked particularly warm.
Xia Qinxin raised her body, looked around, and saw Yuan Feng standing in the distance. She calmed down and asked, "Sister-in-law, where is this?"
The peasant woman said nothing, smiled gently, and yelled twice at Yuan Feng Yiyi. Yuan Feng came over and asked with concern: "Are you awake?"
Xia Qinxin nodded: "You saved me again."
The dumb aunt looked at them with a smile, got up and went back to the pot house to cook.
…
After a while, the man came back, carrying a sack full of things. He first handed some herbs to the mute aunt, and then called to Yuan Feng: "Come in, I will take care of your wound."
Xia Qin wanted to help, but the man refused: "Sister, you are still sick and can't work, I can do it alone."
When he came to the house, Yuan Feng took off his shirt and lay on the bed, revealing his solid back, which was covered in blood and flesh, with wounds from stabs, arrows, and fire. The man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
The man took out a small bowl, poured a bowl of strong wine and lit it, then took out a small knife and a pair of small pliers, roasted them on the blue flame, and said to Yuan Feng: "Brother, please bear with me."
."
Yuan Feng nodded, and the man mixed a bowl of salt water, and used chopsticks to hold cotton dipped in salt water to clean his wound. The everted flesh was particularly painful when it was stimulated by the salt water, but Yuan Feng did not even move.
The expression on his face is quite peaceful.
The man secretly marveled at Yuan Feng's perseverance. After a while, the wound was cleaned and the scalpel and forceps were disinfected. The man took the knife in one hand and the forceps in the other and started the operation.
Many musket balls were densely embedded in the flesh. When taking them out, the skin and flesh had to be separated. Even if there were few nerves on the back, the pain was excruciating. As the deformed lead bullets fell onto the plate, Yuan Feng's face became numb.
Twisted.
"Her brother, just scream out if it hurts," the man said.
Yuan Feng smiled and nodded, but remained silent.
The operation was still going on, and the room was filled with the smell of blood. The man took the bullet and said, "You are so lucky. So many lead bullets did not hit the spine. If one hit there, the person would be dead."
."
Suddenly, the sound of suppressed sobbing came from the door. The man looked back and saw that it was the mute aunt standing at the door, already in tears.
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The man sighed, took out several small porcelain pots, poured out medicinal powder and applied it on the wound. He called the mute aunt to come over. The two of them helped Yuan Feng bandage the wound. The mute aunt cried like a tearful person. Just now, Yuan Feng was like an iron man.
He was usually strong, but he couldn't hold it back when he saw the mute aunt crying, and the circles under his eyes were slightly red. Only the man's expression remained the same, and he bandaged it carefully and conscientiously.
Xia Qinxin's figure flashed past the door, and the smart girl had already guessed that Yuan Feng and this family seemed to have some connection.
The wounds were treated and the rice was ready. The fragrant smell of meat filled the small yard. The three children seemed to be happy, and the two older children shouted excitedly: It's time to eat white rice!"
A small table was set up under the big willow tree. The dumb aunt put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and brought the dishes one after another. The man took out the small clay-sealed wine jar and called Yuan Feng and Xia Qinxin to sit down.
The two sat down and looked at the dishes on the table, including a large pot of chicken, two fish, a plate of tofu, a plate of vegetables, two bowls of white rice, clean coarse porcelain dishes, bamboo chopsticks, and then looked at their house
With the adobe house and the patched old clothes worn by the three children, you can tell that this meal must have cost everything.
The three children stood aside and stared blankly at the pot of chicken. They could clearly hear the sound of swallowing. Needless to say, the poor children probably would not be able to eat such luxurious dishes during the Chinese New Year, and this chicken was probably theirs too.
The only poultry in the house.
Yuan Feng and Xia Qinxin were silent. The man smiled awkwardly and shouted to Aunt Mute, who then came over and drove the three children aside.
"Country boy, he has never seen the world, so he laughs." The man said, he picked up a small jar and poured wine for Yuan Feng and Xia Qinxin, then filled the two small bowls in front of him, turned around and called the mute aunt: "Child
Mom, you come too."
The dumb aunt came over with a blushing face, wrung her hands on her apron, and found a small bench to sit down on.
"This wine is not strong liquor, it is home-brewed Nuerhong. I originally wanted to wait for the eldest girl to get married, but now that people from my hometown are visiting, it is worth drinking it." The man said.
Yuan Feng didn't know what to say, so he just nodded silently.
Xia Qinxin had already understood something. This man spoke with a Yangzhou accent and could never be Yuan Feng's family member. He could only be the mute woman. Moreover, the way she looked at Yuan Feng was so affectionate.
, if they are not close relatives, they are still at the level of first love.
"That winter, Uncle Hu and his mute aunt came to our village. My brother and sister-in-law took him in when they saw how pitiful they were. Uncle Hu was so cold and hungry that he couldn't afford to fall ill. He left in the spring of the next year and was mute before he died.
My aunt entrusted it to my family, and later my brother and sister-in-law also left, leaving me, my dumb aunt, and our three children to depend on each other."
It is a very plain and simple story. The man explained the origin of the mute aunt clearly in two or three sentences, but the simple words contain endless stories, and the bitterness and hardships involved cannot be described in words.
People who have a miserable life don't like to show their scars to others, because their lives are already very miserable. Let those painful memories pass. No one wants to remember them again.
Yuan Feng understood it very well.
Yuan Feng raised the wine bowl: "Brother, thank you."
The man also raised his bowl and said nothing. The two men touched the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
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During this meal, everyone ate very little, and everyone had something buried in their heart. No one even touched the plate of chicken, which was a big advantage for the three children and the big yellow dog. They ate happily, childishly and innocently.
How can children understand what adults are thinking?
It's getting dark and it's time to sleep.
Everyone has already introduced it at the wine table. The local area is under the jurisdiction of Zhenzhou County, Yangzhou Prefecture. The man is Wang Huaizhong, the village is called Yuetang Village, and all the people in the village are tenants of the local family member Xie.
Yuan Feng also gave his name. It was more difficult to introduce Xia Qinxin, so he could only say that he was his friend and his surname was Xia.
Since they are not wives, they cannot sleep together. The Wang family's house is so small that they can only sleep two women and children in the room, and two men sleep in the yard.
As if knowing that Yuan Feng was not full, before going to bed, the mute girl stuffed something hot into his mouth. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was corn cooked on the stove.
This moment seemed to return to that cold windy night eight years ago. In Hu Laizi's horse butcher shop in Shibalibao, the fifteen-year-old boy who had just lost his loved one was driven to the stable by Hu Laizi to sleep.
Next\The hot sweet potatoes hidden by the mute aunt are shown.
Time flies, the old people are still there, but the sea has become a mulberry field.