After having a brief fight with Liu Qinshan and learning a little about the situation, Qianye also returned home.
Maybe it was because Qianye didn't let An Yu follow him before, so he was a little angry.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she fiddled with a ball of wool between her fingers and continued without raising her head: "The food is in the kitchen. You can eat it yourself and put it away after eating."
Meals?
Qianye was surprised at first, but then he understood what was going on. Without any further hesitation, he turned around and went to the kitchen. When he opened the door, the table inside was filled with food.
The temperature was okay, not too cold.
Some dishes were a bit too long to the naked eye, which was obviously the result of An Yu not controlling the heat properly, or pouring the food into the pot to heat it up every once in a while.
"My face showed anger, but my body left food for me."
"What is this little girl thinking about..."
He couldn't understand it, and Qianye didn't think about it seriously.
You have to eat after all.
During the time from going up the mountain to coming down the mountain, although the fight with Liu Qinshan was very short, due to the efforts of the previous group of villagers digging pits to bury people, it was still three o'clock in the afternoon unknowingly.
An Yu's craftsmanship is indeed terrible.
Just heating up the food can make the food taste weird and weird. It's obvious that she is similar to Qianye on weekdays. She probably likes to order takeout.
Of course, despite the weird taste.
But in terms of taste, Chino is actually not very picky...
He has become accustomed to eating takeaways. He has often tasted meals prepared by strange and strange businesses, and sometimes he can even get some curly hair in them.
When it comes to food, he judges it based on the concept that as long as it can be swallowed into the stomach, it is considered a success.
Moreover, An Yu has already done this, even leaving food behind even when he was a little angry. If he were to pick and choose again, he would appear to be inhumane...
"By the way, has the old lady eaten?"
Qianye quickly dug the food into his mouth and thought of this.
Last night, the old lady kept crying because of the burial of her "father". She made herself sick from crying and lay in bed. In the morning, she still looked listless. I don't know how she is now.
Although the other party has nothing to do with him in a fundamental sense, seeing that he has lived with the old lady for a long time, Qianye feels that it is not a big deal to care about her.
After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Qianye came to another bedroom...
Because they wanted to bury "father", the villagers diligently repaired the roof.
Falling rain and the like will not seep in again.
Therefore, it is at least better for the old lady to rest in this room after she is sick than to sleep in the kitchen constantly smelling of pot smoke.
"Milk, how do you feel?"
Qianye walked into the room with his feet up and opened his mouth to ask.
The bad news is that the old lady is still very weak and lying on the bed. Her condition is even much worse than before. She is muttering softly, as if she is in a state of confusion caused by a fever.
"I was thinking about waiting for you to come back to tell you this, but I was in a bad mood just now, so I forgot about it." An Yu walked in with a yarn ball in her hand. She still didn't give Qianye too much.
He looked at the old lady and said to herself.
"Grandma's fever is worse than yesterday. I used your method of covering her forehead to try to cool her down, but it had no effect at all."
"By the way, she kept calling our dad's name..."
Listening to the narration, Chino also thought about the current situation.
Fever is not a small problem.
Compared with the common cold, especially for the elderly and young children, if you are not careful and do not get through it, the body temperature will rise upwards.
Qianye has often heard of children whose heads were burned to death due to fever, or perhaps the person was directly burned to death...
He walked forward slowly and took the towel off the old lady's forehead.
The towel that has been wetted by water can feel extremely warm when you put it on it. Even without a thermometer, you can clearly know that the other person's body temperature is indeed not low.
An Yu put the towel on not long ago.
This method of external cooling is useful, but it cannot be compared with drugs.
After thinking about it, Qianye turned back to An Yu and asked, "Did you find any medicine at home?"
"No." An Yu shook his head and replied.
Well, this is to be expected.
For an old lady whose living conditions are extremely tight, she does not have the habit of preparing medicine at home, but instead prepares more food.
When you get sick, you usually rely on your own health to get over it.
If that doesn't work, I'll choose to go to a clinic in town...
It’s just that according to the current situation, the town is full of evil spirits. Especially Liu Qinshan reminded you not to go out a few days ago. If you go to the town to see a doctor, I am afraid that the doctor you find will first give you a thorough examination.
combo.
"Forget it, I'll go out and borrow some medicine. You can take off two pieces of clothing for her, try not to wear too much, and let her body heat go away."
"If it's not too troublesome, you can also use a wet towel to wipe her body. This will cool her down faster and don't wait to burn her."
Qianye ordered, turned sideways and wanted to leave.
The old lady dying of illness here was something he didn't really want to see.
The plot is still developing...
Qianye doesn't know if one person's death will affect the plot.
Compared to the horror world, the dead represent the theme of the story.
When borrowing medicine or something, he thought that since the old lady didn't have the habit of preparing medicine, maybe other villagers did?
But before Qianye could walk away, he felt someone tugging on his sleeve.
When he reacted, he realized that it was An Yu who put the ball of wool back into his pocket and looked at him with a complaining look.
"What's wrong?" Qianye asked with some confusion.
Pursing her lips slightly, An Yu replied word for word: "Don't you want to apologize to me or something..."
"Apologize?"
"You asked me not to follow you before, and then you left me and walked away, which made me feel a little unhappy." An Yu explained.
Maybe I think my statement is a bit straightforward.
After saying this, a slight blush appeared on her face, but if she wasn't serious, it wouldn't be obvious.
"Oh, this..." Qianye was still wondering why he saw An Yu's downcast face as soon as he came back and had been messing with him for a long time. It was because this incident affected his mood.
After a pause, Qianye added: "I'm sorry."
Finished talking.
After a very casual apology, Qianye ignored An Yu and walked directly outside the house, leaving the other person alone at the door. After hesitating for a while, he stamped his feet.
I had no choice but to turn around, pick up the towel obediently, and prepare to wipe the old lady's body according to Qianye's words...
...
...
The incident of the third child being buried alive, plus the death of a family of three.
The whole village fell into a very strange atmosphere.
The country road where many figures could be seen on weekdays seemed to be dead at this moment, exuding a depressing feeling.
Rao is some livestock...
They all seemed to feel something and were resting listlessly in the yard, losing their previous vitality.
The breeze gently blew across Qianye's cheek.
Not long after, he walked to the door of a nearby family.
He reached out and knocked on the door, then waited at the door...
However.
Until two minutes pass.
This family had no intention of opening the door at all. Qianye felt strange, so he used his weird vision ability to explore inside.
He didn't know it, but when he looked at it, Qianye realized that it was his own knocking on the door that scared people...
A good couple, due to evil reasons, their spirits were extremely tense. It was probably because Qianye knocked on the door twice that their originally tense nerves were further tightened. At this time, they hugged each other and hid in fear.
In the house...
"That's right, this village is full of ordinary people, so it's normal to have such a reaction."
Chino understood their reaction.
But now most of the villages are in this situation, and he can't give up just because the villagers are unwilling to open the door. He still has to borrow the medicine, otherwise when the old lady gets sick and dies, it will be over.
Clearing his throat, Qianye took two steps back and shouted into the house: "Uncle Chen? I'm Qianye! Don't be afraid. Can you open the door for me? I have something to do with you."
Qianye recognized the person in the house.
When I gave a gift to "father" before, this guy was the second one to come to the house, and what he got was an old hen, so he was very willing to give it up.
It's just that Qianye thought that the people inside the house would open the door after hearing his voice, but he still underestimated the fear of the villagers at this time.
The two couples were still hiding in the house.
Observing through the weird vision, Qianye saw that the man wanted to get up and open the door, but the woman beside him pulled him and told him not to be so rash...
"Uncle Chen, I know you are at home! I am really Qianye. Grandma was sick yesterday and there is no medicine at home, so I want to ask you to borrow some medicine."
Not that Qianye was willing to persist like this.
Instead, he saw several boxes of heat-clearing and detoxifying medicines placed in the wooden cabinets of the house. He was very lucky, and he found the first household with the medicines.
It seemed that after telling the purpose, the couple's trust increased a bit. Although Uncle Chen who was hiding at home still didn't open the door, he still replied to Qianye inside tremblingly.
"Oh, I don't have any medicine at home. I haven't been to town for a long time... How about Xiaoye go to another house and ask?"
Myrrh?
This is of course just an excuse.
The medicine in the box was clearly placed on the cabinet, and Qianye could see it clearly.
The couple didn't want to borrow medicine, and most of them didn't dare to open the door for fear of encountering something dirty and harming them...
It's strange to say that.
People seem to feel a special sense of security in a closed space.
If there is really an evil spirit, with such a powerful strange ability, then this broken house cannot be blocked. The reason why he hides in it seems to be this strange sense of security.
Just like when sleeping at night...
There are always many people who imagine that there are ghosts outside, and then subconsciously shrink their bodies into the quilt and wrap it tightly several times, thinking that the ghosts cannot hurt them.
"Uncle Chen, my grandma is really seriously ill. Her high fever won't go down. She needs medicine now. Please help me!"
Qianye did not give up and tried to impress the other party with compassion.
They were all from the same village, so he thought there should be a little bit of emotion.
Otherwise, if you give up here and ask elsewhere, you will waste a lot of time, not to mention whether others will be willing to borrow it and whether they will prepare medicine at home.
"Xiaoye...it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that my uncle's house really doesn't have any medicine. You go to your uncle Wang's house and have a look. Maybe he has it."
"That's it, uncle, take a rest first..."
All right.
The so-called bullshit compassion still doesn’t exist when danger persecutes oneself.
After all, there are only a few who have a complete heart of the Holy Mother.
As long as you are an individual, you will have your own selfish desires...
Not to mention that the old lady is sick and wants to borrow medicine. Even if the old lady is about to die and the other party has the only medicine that can save the old lady, they may not be able to take it out.
Before self-interest, other things have to be queued up a little later.
"What? Uncle Chen, I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?" Qianye continued to shout into the room.
At this time, he no longer expected the other party to open the door and lend him the medicine.
I want to get this fever-reducing medicine.
Qianye can only use some of his own methods...
"I just said, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that my uncle really doesn't have it. Go to Uncle Wang's house and ask, he may have it."
"Uncle is a little tired now and needs to rest first..."
Qianye sorted out what the other party said outside the door, and then repeated the narration: "Uncle, you are saying that there may be some at home, but now that you are tired and want to rest, do you want me to come in and find it myself?"
Well, there is a slight difference.
But the repetition rate is also around 20 to 30 percent.
Qianye didn't think there was anything wrong with his retelling.
"No, no, no! No... you heard wrong. I meant to go to Uncle Wang's house and ask. I don't have it here."
Uncle Chen behind the door was obviously a little anxious.
How could he be willing to open the door? He was so scared to hide inside now, for fear that he would follow in the footsteps of a family of three.
"You mean, it's inconvenient for you right now, so you want me to open the door by myself, right?" Qian Yeyou pretended to ask.
"No...it's not..."
What else does Uncle Chen want to struggle with?
As a result, before he could finish his words, the door in front of him was gently twisted open, and Qianye's figure suddenly came into view.
He didn't know how the other party opened the door.
All he knew was that his mind was in a mess, and in a few seconds he thought about a lot of scenarios in which he encountered evil spirits...
Of course, these are just fearful assumptions caused by mental stress.
In fact, it was Chino who came in.
He won't do anything to the couple. He just came here to get medicine.
Therefore, Qianye walked to the cabinet with the medicines on his own under the blank gazes of the two people, pretending to accidentally find the medicines.
"Huh? Uncle Chen, you really have antipyretics at home!"
"Then I'll lend it to you first, thank you!"
Then take the medicine away naturally...
In terms of the overall process.
This has nothing to do with borrowing, it is more like robbing and paying back.
The Chen couple just watched Qianye leave.
The image of Chino being hopeless kept replaying in my mind...