Shi Huanhuan couldn't help but walked towards him. Even though he was covered in dirt, he still amazed her for the rest of her life. She wanted to reach out and touch his face. His weak eyes were filled with venom, and the knife in his hand flashed.
It plunged into her hand.
Shi Huanhuan woke up from her dream. She sat up in horror and looked at her palm subconsciously. Fortunately, it was a dream and her hand was fine.
She looked at the bright sky outside, and her mood suddenly became depressed again. It would be great if An Shuyao died as in her dream.
It's a pity that this is all a ridiculous dream of hers.
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An Yunrui was very strong, but after pushing for a long time, his forehead was still hot and made him sweat. Fortunately, ten pounds of sweet potatoes were not much, and they were easy to grind. It only took a moment to make them, and the sweet potato juice and sweet potato residue were clearly distinguishable.
An Shuyao stood at the fork to the school. The school had only been built a few years ago and was made of red bricks. It was considered a very good house in the village.
"Ms. sir, you are going to teach tomorrow."
Lu Jin stood beside her: "Yes."
An Shuyao blinked and said in a somewhat eager tone: "Then when you are having lunch, can I come and deliver food to you?"
Lu Jin looked at her helplessly: "It's okay if I come back to eat."
An Shuyao shook his head: "That's not possible. It's so tiring to walk back. I'll deliver it to you. I'll make sure to feed you well and serve you comfortably."
The tips of Lu Jin's ears felt a little hot. He glared at An Shuyao and said, "We are outside. Please speak more tactfully."
As for whether to serve or not, it would be better if we save it for the evening.
An Shuyao raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the light blush on the tips of his fair ears, she thought he was very capable of playing tricks, and she made him shy with just one or two words.
An Shuyao looked innocent: "Which sentence are you referring to that is not euphemistic enough?"
Lu Jin stared at her without saying a word, and An Yunrui's voice sounded: "Yao Yao, everything is done, go back."
An Shuyao then smiled at Lu Jin and said, "Ms. sir, I'm home."
She took the lead and stepped forward: "Fourth brother, I'll just come and get this basin."
She carried the basin in one hand and held the bouncing An Hao in the other. She said to Lu Jin behind her: "Ms. sir, you go to the school tomorrow and take Hao'er with you. He is three years old, which is the age of enlightenment."
When An Hao heard this, his cheerful little face immediately fell down, and his little mouth was so pouted that he could carry a can of oil: "Little aunt, Hao'er doesn't want to study."
Reading can no longer be played carefree.
He doesn't want to study.
An Shuyao immediately reasoned with him: "Children must study, otherwise others will laugh at you if you are illiterate when you go out."
"Besides, there are a lot of children in the school. You can play with them, right? Otherwise you will be lonely alone. After school, go home with your uncle. My aunt will prepare delicious food for you when you come back.
"
When he heard that there was food, An Hao raised his head and said, "What a great time."
An Shuyao was ashamed, why does this kid love to eat so much? She coughed lightly and said, "I have everything. My little aunt can make whatever you want to eat."
An Hao's mood turned from cloudy to clear: "Okay, Haohao, let's go study."
The group returned to the yard, and Liu Yuxue came to open the door for them. An Shuyao packed the sweet potato residue with gauze, kneaded out all the remaining starch from the sweet potato residue in the diluted spiritual spring water with her hands, and then let it sit for one night.
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"Xu, is it the Lu family?"
The sound of horse hoofbeats outside the courtyard gate gradually died down. An Shuyao stretched her head out to take a look and saw that the person delivering the bed was coming.
She hurriedly ran to open the door: "This is the Lu family, please bring the bed in."
This bed is quite exquisitely made, and the four-corner pillars can accommodate a bed tent.
The beds were all placed on a large wooden board, with two young men of fourteen or fifteen years old sitting on them. The horse driver was a dark-skinned man who looked to be nearly forty years old.
The three of them carried them one by one into the courtyard, putting one into An Yunrui's room first, and then moved out the temporary wooden bed.
Then one of them went into Liu Yu's snow room, and the other belonged to An Shuyao and Lu Jin. After they put it in together, the dark man wiped his sweat, grinned with white teeth and said, "Ms. Lu, there are two taels of silver in total."
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Three beds cost 2 taels of silver, which was not expensive. The price of wood was much better than that of food. An Shuyao took the silver from her purse and gave it to him, and the family drove away again.
The extra wooden boards were naturally chopped up and used as firewood, and then they were all piled up by An Shuyao and taken to the firewood shed.
With the new bed, An Shuyao almost cried. After sleeping on a wooden board for so long, she finally had a bed, and the bed did not creak. She was very satisfied.
She rolled around on the newly made bed, and the fresh smell of new wood still filled the tip of her nose.
In the afternoon, An Shuyao had a rare day of leisure and wanted to take a nap on her new bed. Before she could take a nap, there was a knock on the courtyard door.
An anxious voice of an old woman sounded: "Ms. Lu, are you at home? Come and see what's wrong with my grandson. He's been in pain for three days."
An Shuyao turned around and opened the courtyard door. Standing outside was an old woman wearing gray and white patched clothes. The woman looked about fifty years old, with a basket in her hand, black hair mixed with white, and a shoulder strap on her back.
He was carrying a child about six or seven years old.
An Shuyao turned sideways: "Take him in."
"Hey, okay, okay."
Lu Jin offered her a chair, and she thanked her gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."
The child was held in front of her, her face turned pale and she groaned in pain.
An Shuyao sat in front of the old woman and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
The old woman began to wipe her tears anxiously: "Just three days ago, he had a rest that night, and his stomach hurt when he woke up the next day. I didn't take it seriously at first. It's normal for children to have minor illnesses and pains.
Well, I didn’t expect that the pain lasted for three days, and it became more and more painful. He also had vomiting and diarrhea, and walking became a problem, but it made me anxious to death.”
An Shuyao reached out to touch the child's abdomen and said softly: "Relax."
She stretched out her hand and pressed it, asking, "Does it hurt here?"
The little boy shook his head with a pale face, and initially judged that there was no foreign matter in his body.
She continued to ask: "Did you eat something?"
The old woman shook her head: "He ate with us, and we are all fine."
An Shuyao looked at him: "Tell yourself what you ate."
The little boy rubbed his eyes and sobbed: "I ate a dead bird. I roasted it."
At first glance, it seems that eating unclean things caused bacterial invasion, causing intestinal infection and turning into acute gastroenteritis.
An Shuyao retracted his hand and said: "It's enteritis. Eat something lighter these days and don't eat irritating food. Go to the county to grab some wild chrysanthemums and white hibiscus tea. Mix the two evenly and drink them with boiling water every day.
Make a cup for him to drink and he will get better, but he can’t eat unclean things again in the future.”