"Where were you before? I don't think you're going home."
At the dinner table, Wang Cuilian asked Blacksmith Luo.
The scolding in the tone should not make you think that they are quarreling.
This is a conversation that often happens at the dinner table of thousands of farmers. And it’s usually what a wife says to her husband.
Blacksmith Luo picked up his chopsticks and dipped them in the vegetable and meatball soup, and then started to eat vegetables.
At the same time, when he heard Wang Cuilian's words, he chuckled and said, "I just happened to see the fourth child escorting Wangsheng out of the courtyard at the door, so I went over to say a few words to the fourth child."
Wang Cuilian raised her eyelids and asked, "How is He'er? It's not a big deal, right?"
He said he was sick last night, and today he invited the doctor. For this reason, the fourth child rushed back from the Taoist temple.
Blacksmith Luo said: "I have vomiting and diarrhea, and I also have a fever."
Yang Ruoqing also heard this and frowned slightly.
It seems that this is a very serious cold. It is accompanied by fever and vomiting. The viral infection is very serious.
It's strange to say that the weather is now summer, and there are no fans or air conditioners in this era, so He'er actually caught a cold.
She probably did something herself, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.
Blacksmith Luo saw Yang Ruoqing's frown and mistook her for hearing the word "vomiting and diarrhea."
So when Wang Cuilian was about to ask again, Blacksmith Luo interrupted her and said, "Eat, eat, eat first!"
Next door, four rooms.
At this time, He'er's house had been cleaned up by Liu Jinchuan.
The front and rear windows were also opened for ventilation.
During the ventilation process, Liu Jinchuan even found a hat for He'er to wear.
After ventilating for a while and getting rid of all the strange smells in the room, Liu Jinchuan closed the window again and went to the kitchen to boil medicine for He'er.
During this process, Mrs. Liu also stayed in He'er's house and did not go anywhere.
But her mouth kept chattering endlessly.
That was all kinds of criticism towards He'er.
Yang Huaming was busy checking with Wang Sheng about He'er's condition, asking about follow-up treatment and the possibility of recurrence of the condition in the next few days.
Yang Huaming simply couldn't spare the time to control the Liu family.
It wasn't until Yang Huaming sent Wangsheng out of the four-bedroom courtyard and chatted for a while with Blacksmith Luo who he met on the road at the entrance of the courtyard that he returned home.
When I came to He'er's room, I found He'er sitting on the bed, with his cotton hat covering his nose and mouth, leaving his chin exposed.
But Mrs. Liu still stood in front of the window with her hands on her hips, pointing at He'er and continuing to scold him.
Yang Huaming listened for a few times, all of which were about emotional output.
There are simply no practical words and any life experience that can actually help He'er.
Throughout the article, Chao He'er vents Liu's own dissatisfaction.
Admittedly, Yang Huaming also thought that He'er was disobedient because he must have abused his body to become like this. It was a hot day when other people were sweating even wearing single clothes.
It was better for her to sit in bed and play with a hat on her head. She did everything by herself and brought the blame on herself.
However, as Ms. Liu is He'er's biological mother, things are already like this, and there is no need to express her emotions anymore.
"Okay, okay, my daughter is so sick, please stop saying those words. Even if you say them, they are useless nonsense!"
Yang Huaming scolded Mrs. Liu, and his feet were already at the bedside.
"It's a hot day, and the doors and windows are tightly closed for you. Why are you still covering your head with your hat?"
If you don't take it away, your face will be covered with prickly heat and boils.
Just when Yang Huaming reached out to pull off the cotton-padded jacket covering He'er's face, he suddenly found that He'er's face was covered with tears and his eyes were already red from crying.
And Yang Huaming remembered very clearly that when he left this house and accompanied Wangsheng to the main room to fill out the prescription, He'er was not like this.
Obviously, this was what Mr. Liu had scolded him during the period after he left.
Behind her, Mrs. Liu was startled when she saw He'er's appearance.
After being stunned, she continued to point at He'er's nose and curse: "Look at you, you have tormented yourself into this state just for a poor old bachelor like Li Lao'er. You are really cheating on yourself, you are so shameless... …”
"Okay, okay, stop scolding!"
Yang Huaming turned around and scolded Mrs. Liu.
He pointed at the door of the house: "Get out and go to the kitchen to cook. If you let me see the pregnant daughter-in-law running the house again, I will slap you to death!"
"Jinchuan couldn't help but insisted on burning it. I didn't force her to burn it..."
"What are you talking about? Are you looking for a slap now?"
Yang Huaming slapped him hard, and Mrs. Liu was so frightened that she shrank her shoulders, put her arms around her head, and ran out of the room cursing.
In the side room, Yang Huaming turned around and looked at the eldest daughter He'er who was tortured on the bed until she became inhuman. Yang Huaming let out a long sigh.
"Your mother said that you don't sleep well every night and sit in the yard watching the stars."
"Your mother also said that you bathed in cold water and pricked yourself with scissors and embroidery needles."
"You said you made yourself look like a human and a ghost. Why?"
"Is it because you died and invited Mr. Li to come over for a feast?"
He'er hugged her knees with her arms, sat on the bed, buried her head and still sobbing.
Yang Huaming knew that she was mute, and she was holding back so many words that she couldn't speak out. She was anxious, and the people around her were also anxious.
A feeling of distress filled his heart. Yang Huaming came forward and sat down by the bed, gently holding He'er's shoulders with his hands.
Only then did I realize that my daughter, who had been so plump and plump before, had now lost a lot of flesh on her shoulders and arms.
"He'er, listen to my father's advice. As a human being, we can't put our hot face on someone else's cold buttocks."
"That Mr. Li, please forget about him. He really doesn't deserve your concern!"
Heer raised her head when she heard Li Laoer's name. She raised her hands to gesture with Yang Huaming.
Yang Huaming understood her mute words. He shook his head and said with a wry smile: "What a silly girl. Do you still think that the reason why people didn't come to see you is because they are busy with the crops and can't get away from it?"
"Daughter, your father and I are a man. I was very romantic when I was young."
"You don't understand a man's thoughts, but daddy does!"
"This man, if he really cares about a woman, no matter if she is an older girl or a younger wife, he will find other ways to get her close to her!"
"Daughter, you have to remember one thing. If a man doesn't take the initiative, he just doesn't like you, and he just doesn't have you in his heart!"
"Men are the most straightforward. When it comes to something he really likes and wants, he will try every means to get it!"
"If he doesn't take the initiative, he just doesn't like it. You must remember it!"
