After a while, Shi's mother came in to change her dressing. Shi's mother was nearly sixty years old, and her eyes were very kind. Although her family was poor, the clothes she and Shi Sheng wore were always clean. She was almost forty.
It was originally a very happy thing to have a son like Shi Sheng just now. Unexpectedly, Shi Sheng's father was arrested by the Yamen for committing a crime the next day. Not long after, the county magistrate pronounced the case and said that Shi's father committed the murder. According to the law, Shi Sheng's father was arrested.
Sentenced to beheading.
After Shi's father died, they were left with an orphan and a widowed mother. Shi's mother relied on the money earned from washing people's clothes and weaving baskets to raise Shi Sheng through hard work. His hands were soaked in cold water all year round, and they cracked and grew in winter.
Later, when Shi Sheng's sore got bigger, he felt sorry for Shi's mother and asked her to stop washing people's clothes. However, Shi's mother said that she would save more money while she was still strong so that she could marry Shi Sheng a wife.
Shi Mu untied the gauze wrapped around her body and removed the herbs that were originally applied on it. The wound had begun to grow pink new flesh. It was the most itchy when it was healing, as if there were countless ants crawling around.
Ling Ruo wanted to catch him.
After Shi Mu carefully applied the freshly pounded herbs, she said: "Depending on the situation, if you apply it a few times, it should be fine. However, scars are inevitable. Fortunately, it is on the back, so no one will see it."
"Thank you, Aunt Shi. If it weren't for you and Shi Sheng, I would have died outside. Now I let you take care of me like this. I really feel sorry for you." Ling Ruo pulled down her clothes with difficulty and said.
Mother Shi waved her hands nonchalantly and said: "Why are you saying these unreasonable things? Since we have seen it, there is no reason to refuse to save people. You can just have children and raise children." At this point, she lifted the thin quilt.
Look at Ling Ruoqi's feet tightly wrapped with gauze and let Ling Ruo try to move them.
The left foot was still fine, but as soon as the right foot moved, she felt a sharp pain. Shi Mu sighed and said: "As long as the injury on your back heals, it won't be a big deal. The trouble is the injury on the foot, which hurts the muscles and bones.
It’s not easy to get better, and if you’re not fully recovered, it might be inconvenient to walk.”
Ling Ruo stroked her right ankle, which was still red and swollen, and said softly: "It's good to be alive. If you really want to become a cripple, there's nothing you can do about it."
"That's right." Mother Shi responded, but it would be a pity for such a beautiful girl to be lame, "I heard from Shi Sheng that your surname is Ling, so I will call you Miss Ling from now on. I'm sorry.
The old woman asked, "Who is it that makes you so difficult to get along with and wants to do this to you?" When Shi Sheng carried her back, he was really shocked to find a girl with both foot and knife wounds.
, made it miserable.
Thinking of General Scarface's words when he was about to kill him, Ling Ruo felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a steel needle was forcefully piercing his already riddled heart, which was heartbreaking!
After enduring it for a long time, she finally couldn't hold back the tear. It flowed across her cheek and flowed into her mouth. It was bitter and helpless, just like her mood at the moment. When Shi Mu saw this, she hurriedly said: "Don't cry. If you have any grievances, just tell Auntie."
, don’t hold it in your heart.”
Ling Ruo didn't want her to worry about him, so he reluctantly said: "It's an enemy, he wants my life."
Her answer was as expected by Shi's mother. She nodded and said, "What about your family? Where are they? Do you want me to ask Shi Sheng to inform your family so that they can rest assured."
"No need." Ling Ruo said sadly, "I have no family anymore."
When Shi Mu heard what she said, she only thought that her family members had been killed by her enemies, and she felt even more pity for her. She patted her hand and said, "Don't be sad. The most important thing is to take good care of yourself. Let's do other things slowly."
Making calculations. I once heard some scholars say something about disasters and blessings. Look at my memory. I remembered it just now, but I can’t remember it now. Hey, what is it?
?”
Ling Ruo saw that she was thinking hard there and asked, "But if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later?"
Shi Mu's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's it. Miss Ling, after hearing your conversation, have you ever read a book?"
"Well, I know a few words." Ling Ruo's answer made Shi's mother happy, and she said a little embarrassedly: "Then can you teach Shi Sheng how to read?"
"Shi Sheng?" Ling Ruo didn't expect that she would suddenly make such a request, and was a little surprised.
Shi's mother sighed and said: "Shi Sheng loved reading when he was a child, but his family was poor and could not afford to go to a private school. As for social studies... Although there are teachers who are familiar with the classics, they are only for people with a clean family background.
, how can we be qualified to enter with a membership like ours? I still remember one time when Shi Sheng went to
I was eavesdropping outside the social school and was discovered by the students who were taking classes inside. They gathered together and beat him severely. They also threatened that if they see him near the social school again in the future, they will beat him every time. He is afraid that I will worry.
, and have never been there again, but I know that in his heart he has always been looking forward to having the opportunity to study and become literate."
The so-called jian Ji refers to jian people other than scholars, farmers, workers, and merchants. They are at the lowest level in the entire society and are passed down from generation to generation and can never be changed. According to legend, it was the Song Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty were the descendants of sinners. Jian people could not study for the imperial examination, let alone do
Officials, men are engaged in catching frogs, selling soup, etc., while women are engaged in matchmaking, selling beads, etc.
The Shi family has been a musician for generations. Whenever there are weddings and weddings in Qingjiang Town, Shi Sheng will be called to play, thereby earning dozens of copper coins. These playing skills, Shi Sheng learned from other musicians in the alley.
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Ling Ruo thought about it and said, "If Shi Sheng is willing, I will teach him how to read." The Shi family had saved her life, and if there was a chance to repay her, she would be willing.
Shi Mu nodded repeatedly, and after a few more instructions, she went out to do some business. In the evening, Shi Sheng came in with dinner. As usual, a bowl of white rice, a plate of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of soup.
After Shi Sheng helped her sit up, he put the dishes and chopsticks on a small stool and placed them next to the bed. He had a bright smile on his face from the moment he came in.
"Why are you smiling so happily?" Ling Ruo asked.
"Today, I went with Uncle Zheng to play music for a family who was getting married. The family was very generous and rewarded them with fifty cents. When I got home, my mother told me that you had read a book and had returned.
Are you willing to teach me how to read?" Uncle Zheng was the Lehu who taught Shi Sheng how to play Suona. Shi Sheng's father was very close to him during his lifetime, and he had helped their mother and son a lot over the years.
"Why do you want to be literate?" For people like Shi Sheng, it is useless to be literate and read, because they cannot take the imperial examination, let alone become officials.
Shi Sheng also knew this. His expression was a little sad, but he quickly said: "You can know more things by being literate. I don't want to be illiterate for the rest of my life and can't even write my own name."
Ling Ruo nodded and said nothing more. After the meal was finished, while Shi Sheng was clearing away the dishes, he said, "Go to the kitchen later and find two charcoal sticks, and I'll teach you how to write."
From that day on, Ling Ruo began to teach Shi Sheng to write, using charcoal sticks as pens and the ground as paper, teaching them word by word. Shi Sheng was very smart and could remember many words after being taught them once, and then he would draw gourds in the same way.
write it out,
[Author's digression]: I'm stuck today. Every time I start a new episode, I'm stuck for a long time.