Su Qingluan actually didn't remember the entire Thousand-Character Essay, but the first part was more familiar.
So she simply wrote down only the parts she remembered clearly.
Looking up, she saw that it was still some time before noon. She saw two children lying on the table writing the homework she had left as slowly as if they were embroidering. Then she said hello to her parents and planned to go to the job announcement to see if there were any. No one noticed.
Although it had rained heavily for two consecutive days and today was the Qiao Qiao Festival, Su Qingluan thought that nothing would happen, so she went over to try her luck to see if she could recruit one or two people to help.
In order to match this lake blue chest-length underskirt, Yang sewed a pair of light blue cloth shoes for Su Qingluan, with fresh daylily patterns on them. Although the materials were simple, they looked quite delicate. .
Su Qingluan carefully avoided areas with stagnant water along the way, and walked on the clean road towards the notice board at the entrance of the village.
Not far away, I saw several girls gathered under an elm tree, not knowing what they were talking about.
Su Qingluan originally wanted to walk over directly, but the familiar voice made her stop subconsciously——
"Hey, what should I do?"
"Do you want to just pull it out?"
"Don't touch it. I heard that the three boys from father-in-law He's family used to do it randomly and folded it inside. The whole hand was rotten and almost killed him!"
"Stop talking!...I...I don't want to die yet...!!"
"Bah, bah, bah! It's unlucky to talk about death!"
kindness? It seems quite serious? After all, it involves issues such as "life and death".
Su Qingluan was half curious and half wanted to see if he could help if there was really a problem. He took two steps towards the group of people. The more he walked, the more he felt that this familiar feeling was not an illusion.
Although they are all from the same village, they always look a bit familiar, but Su Qingluan feels that these girls seem to have interacted with him before.
"What are you doing there?" Su Qingluan stopped and asked.
Several people heard the sound, and the four people outside turned sideways and looked towards Su Qingluan. Su Qingluan thought to himself: Oh, no wonder it sounds familiar and looks familiar. It turns out that it was because Mu Xingzhi was talking to him by the river before. Those people who are looking for trouble.
But weren't these people quite quarrelsome at that time? Is this reconciliation again?
Sure enough, it’s an accident that sisters really love men~
With such casual teasing in mind, Su Qingluan noticed that the four people outside turned sideways and moved away, revealing another person from the middle. He was squatting on the ground holding his right wrist with his left hand, crying with tears in his eyes, and his face was full of panic. At a loss.
And the exposed skin of the little girl's right wrist looked like something was lying on it.
Su Qingluan walked two more steps and saw clearly - it turned out to be a tick. It had pierced its entire head into the little girl's arm, and the surrounding skin was slightly red and swollen.
The girl was very scared and subconsciously wanted to touch the tick. Su Qingluan frowned and shouted quickly: "Don't touch that insect!"
Immediately, he couldn't help but rushed over in three and two steps, grabbed the girl's arm, and made the remaining girls around him stunned.
Su Qingluan rushed forward and discovered that the girl bitten by the tick was the one standing in the middle and front of the girls, who seemed to be the leader of the small group.
Now, her original domineering attitude was gone. She no longer glared fiercely at others, but instead held her arms and looked very helpless.
"You...you were last time..." The girl whose arm was held by Su Qingluan obviously recognized Su Qingluan and subconsciously wanted to pull her arm out of her hand.
Su Qingluan shouted: "Don't move! It's not fun if the tick's head is broken into the flesh!"
When the girl heard this, she immediately dared not move.
The girls surrounding them obviously always had the girl in the middle as their main focus, and now they were all panic-stricken.
After a while, the girl named Liu'er asked timidly: "Sister Tian Xing'er... can she... be saved...?"
When she asked the last four words, Liu'er's voice was trembling and very soft, as if if she spoke a little louder, she would disturb the passing gods and take her little friend away.
As soon as Liu'er said these words, the remaining three girls all looked nervous, and Tian Xing'er's face turned pale with fear.
Seeing that the little girls were so frightened, Su Qingluan sighed in her heart: They are still children...
"Don't worry, you haven't pulled off the bug, so it's not too serious." She smiled slightly and tried to calm her tone to appease the emotions of the few girls. Then she turned to look at Tian Xing'er, "You Follow me back to my house first, I have a way to help you get rid of this bug."
As soon as these words came out, the remaining three people looked wary, obviously thinking of the "bullying the few with more" on the riverside.
"I also need to go!"
"I am coming too!"
"Then I'll go too..."
"Okay, okay, you all go, come with me." Su Qingluan smiled helplessly, thinking that these little girls were quite united.
Although it's not far from the Su family's yard, it's still half an hour away. In addition, Tian Xing'er was afraid that the tick would suddenly break off, so she was cautious, so she walked even slower.
So on the small road in the village, I saw a row of six girls with different looks. They were supposed to be chatting and laughing. Five of them had solemn faces, and the other was speechless. The whole group of six seemed to be performing some strange ceremony. Usually, I walk on the road without saying a word.
After dilly-dallying and spending nearly double the time, Su Qingluan finally arrived home. As soon as I entered the house, I raised my voice and asked, "Mom, do we have any incense sticks at home?"
"Yes, yes!" Yang answered from inside the house, lifting the curtain, and then asked curiously, "Da Ya, didn't you say you wanted to go to the notice board at the head of the village to see it? Why are you back so soon?"
Su Qingluan looked back at the five little girls standing at the door of the courtyard: "Here, someone was bitten by an insect. Do you still have the ointment that Uncle Liang gave to Dad before?"
Shopkeeper Liang said that the ointment not only reduces swelling and pain, but also removes poison. In this era without hydrogen peroxide or iodine, we can only trust this medicine first - after all, my father used it with good results.
Yang raised her head and glanced at the few little girls who were a little confused and uneasy, and then at her own daughter. Her eyes were a little strange, but she didn't say anything, so she lit the incense sticks that Su Qingluan wanted and sent them over, and then went back. Get the ointment.
"Oh, by the way, please bring me a bowl of salt water."
"Hey, what trouble does the family have?" Yang smiled and turned around and left.
Su Qingqing turned around and walked towards Tian Xing'er holding the incense stick.
