Yu Xiaocao, who was put on the kang, looked at Liu Shi with loving eyes, and didn't know what it was like in her heart. After fourteen years, she finally had a mother again, although this mother was too weak and looked unreliable.
Yu Hang patted Xiaocao's head, and said to Liu, "Mother, my little sister has been weak and sick since she was a child, and this time she has suffered such a big crime... Grandpa You said, I need to get some good things to make up for."
The house fell into a brief silence, thinking of her mother-in-law's pick and search, Liu Shi went out with a bitter expression. Xiaoshi came over, stroked her face with his cold hands, and whispered in her ear with a childish voice: "Sister, take good care of your wounds, tomorrow I will pick out bird eggs for you to eat..."
Yu Xiaocao calmed down and smiled at this big-headed little radish. After talking with the cute little guy for a while, a burst of fatigue struck, and at the moment when he fell into a coma, Mrs. Liu in the yard swallowed her breath and said: "Mother, the doctor said that Xiaocao's body is weak and needs to be mended. She will take care of it in the morning." I just drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and I want to cook her an egg custard... "
"Eat, eat, eat! No matter how rich your family is, it's not enough for you sick people to toss about! Hire a doctor, get medicine, which one doesn't cost money? When the eggs go to the next market, they will be exchanged for money. There are still some in the jar." White rice, grab a handful and cook a bowl of porridge..."
Yu Xiaocao's body was already weak, and she lost too much blood, and finally couldn't resist the call of the sleepy god, and fell into a coma.
This time, she slept for a long time, and even the porridge and medicine in the middle failed to wake her up. She felt as if she was trapped in a sticky darkness, and she struggled hard but couldn't break free from the deadly despair.
After an unknown amount of time, just when she was about to accept her fate and give up, a light spot lit up in the darkness, and a distraught and sweet voice appeared in her mind:
[Oops! How did he succeed in recognizing his master with a weak human being by mistake? what to do? what to do? Or... don't care about her, the master-slave relationship will be terminated when she dies—but, the next time I see the sun again, I don't know when it will be!]
The damn Lingzu Niangniang actually sealed most of her spiritual power with this great heaven-replenishing stone, and threw it into the human world in an unknown space. She waited for eight hundred years before being picked up by a human woman. Before I recognized my master, I died again...
If it hadn't exhausted its remaining divine power to take the human woman's soul to another dimension, and find a suitable body for rebirth, it would probably take another 800 years before it could appear in this world.
Alas... It's better to be weaker than to let it lie in endless darkness. It's just the wound on her head... It seems indispensable, and it will consume the little remaining spiritual power...
When Yu Xiaocao was amazed by this talking ball of light, she suddenly felt that the wound on her forehead was cool, and the burning pain was no longer there. The surrounding darkness gradually dissipated, and she slowly opened her heavy eyelids.
Dim oil lamps were lit in the room, and the thin Liu Shi could be vaguely seen lying on the edge of the kang, and her breathing could be heard clearly in the silence.
Yu Xiaocao recalled that bizarre dream, raised her arm, and touched her forehead, and sure enough, it didn't hurt anymore. Wasn't it just a dream? Does that golden ball of light claiming to be the Heaven-Mending God Stone really exist? And healed the wound on her head
Yu Xiaocao felt hot from being covered in the quilt, and stretched out her arms from the quilt, only to see a red rope with colorful stones tied on her thin wrist. Isn't this the only small stone she picked up in the mountain stream near the Potala Palace when she went on a trip in her life
The stone was only the size of a glass marble, and it was smooth and rounded by the impact of the stream. At that time, she thought the colorful color of the stone looked good, so she picked it up and asked someone to punch a hole and wear it on her wrist with a red string. Later, she thought it was getting in the way when making stewed vegetables, so she just threw it away and left it alone. How could he travel through time and be reborn with her
"Cao'er, you're awake! You've been in a coma for three days, and if you don't wake up, Mother will take you to the town to see a doctor." Liu, who was lying on the bedside, noticed the movement, raised her head, and saw that she was studying She who was a colored stone cried out in surprise.
Yu Xiaocao looked at Liu's steadfastly, and her first impression was that she was thin. She had a beautiful and gentle face, but was thin and pale. The hand that helped her cover the quilt was covered with rough calluses, and there were several scars on her fingers. At a glance, you can tell that this is the hands of two long-term laborers!
"Mother..." Although Liu Shi was not much older than her previous life, the maternal love in her eyes made her heart warm, and she couldn't help shouting. Since her parents died at the age of fourteen, no one has looked at her with such eyes. Yu Xiaocao's nose was sour.
"Cao'er doesn't cry, does the wound hurt? Mother help you blow it..." Liu Muyun gently blew on her daughter's gauze-wrapped head twice, then turned her head away quickly, and wiped away the tears gushing from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.
While pregnant with twins, she fell into the water while doing laundry and gave birth prematurely. Xiao Lian is okay, she is a little light but grows up healthy and healthy. Only Xiaocao, who just couldn't even eat milk when he was born, got sick twice a day, and almost couldn't make it through several times.
The child needs to take medicine for many years, but the family is not separated, and all the money her father earns from fishing and hunting must be handed over to her mother-in-law. Every time I ask my mother-in-law for money to buy medicine, my mother-in-law is always reluctant and says a lot of nasty things, and my sister-in-law is sarcastically helping me.
For the sake of the child, she can endure it. She never expected that her daughter almost died at the hands of her sister-in-law this time. The doctor clearly said that she would supplement the child with nutrition, but her mother-in-law would not even give up an egg.
Liu Muyun glanced at the dark night outside the window, her brows were full of helplessness. She has been married to Yu's family for thirteen years, and she wakes up earlier than chickens and sleeps later than cats every day, and has done most of the housework in the family exhaustedly.
She is not afraid of being tired, but no matter what she does, she will not get her mother-in-law's favor. He always bears her picky eyes and sharp sarcastic remarks, even with a few children, he is not welcome to be seen.
The rest of the family can't point to it either. Xiaocao was injured by his sister-in-law, the child slept for three days, and the elder brother and his family didn't even show their faces. Only sister-in-law and father-in-law came to the house to take a look...
"Cao'er, are you hungry? Your sister-in-law sent an egg, and I'll warm it for you with hot water." Liu Muyun helped her daughter peel the egg, watched her eat it in small bites, and smiled with satisfaction.
He said again: "Daughter, go to sleep for a while, and mother will cook. When you wake up, there is white rice porridge you like. Mother will make it thick for you, serve it with pickles, and serve it to our family. Serve a big bowl!"
Yu Xiaocao thought that before she fell into a coma, her mother asked the grandmother in this body for an egg, but she was rejected. She guessed that their family must seldom eat such fine grains as white rice and white noodles.
For this bowl of white rice porridge, Mrs. Liu didn't know what kind of sarcasm she would have to endure, so she said with some distress: "Mother, I will eat whatever you eat, don't just prepare it for me. Didn't you already eat an egg today?" ?"