After taking care of all the injured people and sending them away one by one, it was almost an hour and a half after such a big toss. Eleven rubbed his eyes and rubbed his waist to relieve the fatigue caused by the continuous stitches.
Yang Shifeng brought clean water and washed her hands with Eleven's hand, "Are you tired?"
Eleven shook his head, "Fortunately, the injuries of those two people are quite serious, and the needles are not easy to sew, otherwise they would not have sewed until now. I thought it would be over in half an hour. "It's been an hour and a half."
Eleven said here, suddenly remembered something, "ah", "Oh, we forgot about Fatty! Little Fatty hasn't had milk for an hour and a half!"
Yang Shifeng opened his eyes wide, and also remembered the little fat man, his heart skipped a beat, he picked up Eleven and walked outside.
"Woooooo-"
Before entering the house, I heard a high-decibel cry from the little fat man. The cry was not to be mentioned as aggrieved. Eleven hearts were tense when he heard it. With a face full of helplessness, he hugged the little guy eagerly and coaxed, "Duanzi, don't cry, don't cry, mother is in trouble, it will be fine soon, come and feed the dumplings right away, okay?"
Grandpa Yang's heart was almost crumpled with the dumplings. His great grandson loved to laugh as soon as he was born, and he had never seen him cry. Now, hearing him cry so sadly, Grandpa Yang's heart almost hurts. No way, if he hadn't known that Eleven was treating his illness and couldn't be bothered, he would have called someone long ago.
"Grandpa, give me the dumplings." Eleven stepped forward to take the dumplings, the little guy's chubby face was full of tears, and he was so pitiful that he seemed really aggrieved.
Grandpa Yang said distressedly: "Why have you dealt with it for so long? Tuanzi hasn't had milk for a long time, he was already hungry, and at first he endured it, just kept looking out the door to find you, but now He was so hungry he could only cry!"
Eleven's heart is also twitching. My little fat man has always been able to eat, and he has to breastfeed every half an hour. Now it's an hour and a half. The little guy must be too hungry, otherwise he won't cry.
Eleven kissed the little guy's chubby cheek and coaxed softly, "I'm sorry Fatty, Mommy is late, don't cry, don't cry, Mommy will feed you milk right away."
"Woooo—" Feeling that Mother was finally here, the little fat man gradually stopped crying, and only sobbed and sobbed, his small mouth opened wide, eagerly rubbing against Eleven's chest.
I want to drink milk so much.
Eleven hurriedly took the little fat man into the room to breastfeed.
"Slow down, eat the dumplings slowly, don't choke. In the future, your parents will feed you on time, and you won't be hungry again." Yang Shifeng saw his son eagerly swallowing milk. , the two of them just got busy and really forgot about the dumplings,
How could such a small child be hungry for such a long time, this was the first time he saw the smiling dumpling cry so sadly.
The little dumpling ignored his father and pumped milk with his small fists in his hands. He drank all the milk on both sides of Eleven in a while, but his stomach was not full, so he sucked harder and harder. I couldn't breathe at all, and finally realized that my rations were gone, I was stunned, and cried again with a "wow—", but this time it wasn't a real cry, it was a fake cry, a dry howl.
Eleven is very desperate, "No, not a drop, he is not full!" But her milk is really not small.
"It's okay, I'll coax him." Yang Shifeng touched her face to comfort him, and quickly took the dumpling from her arms and patted it, "Okay, alright, darling, don't cry, mother will feed you later. You, can you play with Daddy for a while?" Saying that, Yang Shifeng lifted the dumplings high and teased him.
Seeing that he was crying and still had no rations, the dumpling had to accept this reality, stopped howling, and found that it was fun to lift high, so he threw himself into the game of holding high, and laughed "giggling".
Seeing him smile, Eleven breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, but he knew it wouldn't work. The dumplings were so big that they could eat it. If she grew up, she probably wouldn't have enough milk. Is he not getting enough to eat? This can't be done. How can I grow my body if I can't eat enough at such a young age
No, I have to think of a way.
Eleven took a paper and a pen and tried to write some medicinal herbs on the paper that were helpful for breastfeeding, and finally cut and deleted to form an effective formula.
Yang Shifeng asked, "What is this for?"
"I'm breastfeeding, drinking it should make more milk. My current amount is not enough for dumplings at all, so I can't go on like this."
"That won't have any effect on the body, will it? You can't take medicine indiscriminately."
"Don't worry, the prescription I prescribed is not harmful to the body, but after drinking it, the appetite is expected to increase greatly."
Yang Shifeng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a good thing to have a big appetite. It's better to let you grow some meat yourself. You are too thin now." After giving birth on Eleven, the baby is lighter than the original weight, which makes Yang Shifeng very worried. , I just want her to gain weight.
Eleven doesn't know if the food can be used on himself. After all, the dumplings are too edible, and the demand for milk is really large.
After playing with Yang Shifeng for a while, the dumplings would slowly fall asleep after being raised high, obediently nestling in Yang Shifeng's arms and sleeping sweetly.
At this time, Eleven had the intention to go out with Yang Shifeng and ask what happened in the morning.
Grandpa Yang knew about this, and sighed heavily, "It's a sin, it wasn't caused by the government."
Yang Shifeng remembered the notice issued by the government during this time and asked, "Is it because of the conscription?"
"That's not it."
Eleven was a little confused, "Grandpa, what are you talking about about conscription? Why don't I know."
Grandpa Yang waved his hand and sighed again, "It's the imperial court that wants to recruit soldiers. It seems that we fought hard in the northwest frontier, so we suddenly want to recruit soldiers, and each family must contribute at least one strong laborer. It just spread to the village in the past two days. Yes, there was a lot of trouble all of a sudden, but it has nothing to do with our family, you just gave birth, we didn't tell you."
"Alas, the last time I was recruited was six years ago. I didn't expect this time to be so sudden. It was really fatal."
Eleven frowned slightly, "Then why are so many people fighting? What does it have to do with this?"
Grandpa Yang explained: "It's not about money! Every family has to provide a strong laborer, otherwise they have to pay 8 taels of per capita money. Who can easily take out 8 taels of silver? Those strong laborers at home There are too many, who are they going to send? These are all contradictions. For the ones who came in the morning, it was because there was a commotion within the family at the beginning. None of the three sons wanted to go, so if they went, they would die. A few brothers moved hands."
"Later, because I wanted to collect eight taels of silver, I went to borrow money from others, but because I couldn't get the money, the two Qians also fought. In short, it was a mess, and it was all about money! "
It was indeed a mess, but the main reason was the lack of money caused by the imperial conscription. In this era, once you are recruited, you basically can't come back. If you go, you will die. If there is a way, no one wants to die. When it comes to eight taels of silver, some people still don't know if they have savings of eight taels of silver in total. Now they have to take out eight taels all at once, but they are all messed up.
Grandpa Yang patted his thigh, "It really doesn't make people feel at ease, I come here every few years, and I finally save some money and it's gone. A village like ours can't recover in two years. It won't work."
Yang Shifeng and Eleven looked at each other and didn't speak. Their family has the money to pay the money, Yang Shifeng doesn’t have to go, but not everyone can afford the money. By then, there will be no people, or they will become clansmen, either of which makes it difficult to live.
Grandpa Yang obviously thought of this, and was extremely fortunate, "Fortunately, our family still has enough money. From the eight taels of silver, Shi Feng doesn't have to go, otherwise without Shi Feng, our family will be in trouble. That's it. I don't know if the rest of the village will be peaceful in the future."
Eleven felt inexplicably that the village might not be so peaceful in the future, including their family.
... ..
Eleven tried the recipe she prescribed, but she didn't expect it to work. She only drank two meals, and the amount of milk was obviously more. Two bowls of rice, and now she can eat four bowls of rice in one meal, so the family stared straight at her, for fear that her stomach would burst.
Eleven bitterly took a bite on the little fat man's fleshy face, wanting to bite into a lump of meat, "Fat fat, it's all because of you, my mother has become a big eater like you, how can this be? Do it~"
"Wow-" The little fat man was drinking milk with relish, how could he be disturbed, he yelled fiercely at Eleven, and then he drank the milk intoxicated.
Eleven confessed, "Okay, okay, you're amazing, I won't bother you, okay, just drink it."
Yang Shifeng was once again amused by this girl.
I drank all the milk, and this time I finally fed the big-appetite little fat man, and the full-fed little fat man began to scream contentedly, waving his little arms around, as if he was full of energy. It's not over, and the strength is too great, and the hand strength is so great that I don't know why, if I don't pay attention to it, my face will hurt for a long time.
Eleven was beaten by the little fat man several times, and he was so angry that he carried him out and threw him to his father, "Here for you, take your son away, it's too annoying."
"Wow--" the little fat man called Eleven.
"It's no use calling, you're just too annoying, let's go with your father."
"Oh-ah-" The little fat man didn't want to talk about his old mother, he put his arms around his father's neck and rubbed a lot of saliva on his father's neck.
Yang Shifeng laughed even more happily, and was about to take the little fat man to play again, when the door of the room was knocked, Grandpa Yang said from outside: "Eleven, Shi Feng, come out, your second uncle has something to look for."
Eleven and Yang Shifeng glanced at each other, with unclear meaning, and went out with the little fat man.
Uncle Yang first looked at them and smiled, then turned his attention to the little fat man and clapped his palms, "Do you still remember the second grandpa?"
The dumpling said "oh oh" twice, not sure if he was answering.
Grandpa Yang took the little dumpling from Yang Shifeng's hand, then sat on the chair and said with no expression: "Tell your nephew about this, I don't care."
Uncle Yang pursed his lips, his expression was a little embarrassed, and after a while he said, "Shi Feng, Uncle Second came to ask you for help this time, it's about conscription."
Yang Shifeng nodded, "Second uncle, what do you want me to do for you?"
"Shi Feng, you know that our family will also send a soldier, but besides me, only your elder brother is suitable for my family. If I leave, the rest of the orphans, widows and mothers will not be able to survive, but you Brother, you also know that since he was a child, he couldn't lift his hands and shoulders, and if he went to war, he would be sent to death, so my family can only spend money to buy people's heads."
Yang Shifeng glanced at Eleven and knew in his heart what the second uncle was here for.
Eleven didn't say anything, just lowered his head and played with the little fat man.
Second Uncle Yang rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Shi Feng, Second Uncle's house has been enough food and clothing for so many years, and all the savings are not even eight taels of silver, so... So Second Uncle wants to borrow some money from you, But don't worry, I will pay you back after this difficult time, and I will write you an IOU, which will definitely not be bad."
Seeing that Yang Shifeng didn't speak, Uncle Yang hurriedly added: "Are you afraid that your second aunt will default on your debt? Don't worry about this, your second aunt dares not, she does not dare to offend Eleven now, and the money will definitely be paid back. Shi Feng, Second uncle can't borrow money except you, so please help second uncle."
Yang Shifeng is not afraid that the second uncle's family will default on his debts, but... He looked at Eleven again.
Eleven blinked and pinched the fat feet of the little fat man.
Yang Shifeng understood and nodded to Uncle Yang, "Second uncle, wait for me." Then he went into the room and took out eight taels of silver and handed it to Uncle Yang, but there was also an IOU with him, "Second uncle, my brother clearly settles the account, Don't mind."
"I don't mind, I should." Uncle Yang nodded gratefully and pressed a handprint on the IOU, "Shi Feng, Uncle Second, thank you, thank you for not bothering with Uncle Second and still willing to help us, Uncle Qian must be Pay you back as soon as possible."
Yang Shifeng looked at Uncle Yang's older face and half-white hair, and didn't know what to say.
After Uncle Yang left, Grandpa Yang handed the active little dumpling to Yang Shifeng, and said with emotion: "Your Uncle is really pitiful and hateful, the whole family relies on him alone, and none of the sons are useful. In this way, he is the I can’t live a good life even if I’m exhausted, alas… .”
Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, while rubbing the little fat man's bulging belly, he said: "I am more worried now that someone will come to our house to borrow money, after all, our family in the village is doing well now, said No one will believe it if they don’t have money, but if they all come to borrow it, we can’t just borrow one of them.”
Grandpa Yang also thought about the seriousness of this matter, "Then no matter which one comes back, let's not borrow it, otherwise it's not good to borrow this or not, and if the money is borrowed, I don't know if it can be recovered in the Year of the Monkey. Everyone can only live a poor life, how can there be so much money to pay back."
"But the problem is, if they all refuse, the villagers will definitely be dissatisfied. What's going on behind the scenes will also affect the shop's business. After all, we all know that our family is rich."
"This... ... ."
Eleven said on the side: "Then you will need interest, calculated according to time, the interest money of one and a half taels of silver, whether to borrow them or not."
Grandpa Yang clapped his hands, "I think this method is good, if there is interest, many people will consider whether to borrow or not, so that people in the whole village will not come to our house to borrow, if there is interest, they will still have to borrow. , that means that you really care about your family and you really don’t have money, so let’s do good deeds, and we should accumulate blessings for our family.”
When the little fat man heard his name, Wu Liuliu rolled his eyes, and yelled "Ah".
Eleven hurriedly squeezed his little fat, "Okay, okay, just calling you, don't get excited."
"Whoa-"
Yang Shifeng said: "Let's say so."