Lin Laosan watched as the lips of the baby in his arms gradually became blue and purple, and the small bamboo pole-like limbs became stiff and twitching. Every move was like a sharp knife being stabbed into his heart. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and immediately ran to his wife, shouting.
Mrs. Zheng took the child and placed it close to her chest. The soft touch in her palms and the girl's increasingly weak breathing suddenly reminded her of the little baby who had died in infancy. Her mother's love overflowed in her heart, and her eyes instantly filled with tears.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, come and see what happened to the doll?"
She had given birth but not raised one, and her experience was not as good as that of her sister-in-law, who already had two sons. When she encountered a problem, her first reaction was to ask her sisters-in-law for help.
Ms. Zhang, who was comforting her noisy little son, and Ms. Zhao, the second daughter-in-law, stepped forward when they heard the sound. They were startled when they saw the children in their siblings' arms.
Mrs. Zhang reacted quickly and opened the little girl's swaddling clothes. Seeing her twitching non-stop, she hesitated and said: "It's terrible, it looks like a child having convulsions. This disease can be fatal when it occurs. It's very dangerous!"
Lin Laosan and Mrs. Zheng were extremely sad. They didn't know what infantile convulsions were. When they heard that the illness was fatal, their hearts trembled with distress.
"Go to the doctor, Sanlang, go to the doctor quickly!" Zheng's voice was choked and hoarse, and she pressed her cheek against the girl's forehead, wishing she could suffer for her.
She could no longer accept the death of a living little life in front of her eyes. This was undoubtedly more uncomfortable than killing her.
Lin Laosan was equally anxious. They fled the famine together as a whole village. The wealthier families in the village left the village half a month earlier. The Lin family had to take care of their paralyzed old lady, so they set out several days late. At this time, they were already far behind. Behind the line.
The only barefoot doctor in the village who knew medical skills was at least seven or eight days' walk from their home, so there was no hope of getting there.
"Third brother, where did you pick up a half-dead wild child? You don't have to worry about bad luck being passed down by her to a girl. This girl looks like she will be short-lived at first glance. Find a place to throw it away quickly!"
The second daughter-in-law, Zhao Ruoxia, frowned in disgust and pulled Tianji and Tianrui behind her, for fear of being exposed to bad luck.
She wanted to say a few more words, but was frightened by Lin Laosan's dangerous tiger-like eyes, she winced, her mouth dropped, she rolled her eyes and became silent.
You must be crazy to think about children. Picking up a girl's movie as a treasure. Not everyone can give birth to twins like her. Those who are destined to be unlucky and have no children must accept their fate!
Lin Laoer gave Zhao Ruoxia a tug and said, "Just say a few words and go change mother's mattress. As long as there is a sister-in-law here."
Zhao Ruoxia frowned: "Why is it me again? I was the one who changed her last night! Why is it still me today? Am I the only daughter-in-law in your Lin family?"
The old woman is now paralyzed from the lower half of her body. When summer comes, the smell from her lower body will kill people. She has always loved cleanliness and hates helping the old woman clean up the mattress.
Lin Laoer said in a deep voice: "Because the person lying there is my mother, and because you were married by the third matchmaker and the sixth wife of our Lin family, the sister-in-law helps the elder brother carry the pole during the day, and the third brother and his wife are responsible for the food for the whole family. What about you?" , apart from being sore here and there all day long, what else can you do?”
Zhao Ruoxia was wrong and saw her husband's face becoming more and more gloomy, so she could only stomp away, not forgetting to take away her two sons before leaving.
Sister-in-law Zhang worriedly touched Xiangyun in the arms of her three younger siblings: "What a beautiful girl, with delicate features. She will definitely be a beauty when she grows up. It's a pity..." She was born at the wrong time.
Even if the third child and his wife could cure their little girl, they would not even be able to fill their stomachs in the lean years. If they could find food to feed a newborn baby, they would probably starve to death.
She didn't dare to say anything, for fear of rubbing salt into the wounds of her third brother and sister. Looking at them, it was obvious that they had lost their hearts for the child.
"Is my sister hopeless?" Lin Tianci's eyes turned red.
Lin Tianfu had tears on his face. He was choked with sobs and did not dare to cry anymore. His face turned red from holding back: "It's me, it's all my fault..."
He thought that his crying had scared his sister, and he felt so guilty that he wished that his third uncle would hit him to vent his anger.
Everyone looked bad. Boss Lin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly slapped his forehead and said in surprise: "Look at my stupid brain, how could I forget such an important thing? Why should I find a doctor? Won't my mother seek medical advice?" "
"Dalang, what are you talking about? When did my mother know how to heal?" Ms. Zhang thought her husband was confused.
She had been married into the Lin family for almost ten years, and she had never heard of her mother-in-law having medical skills. If this were true, how could the Lin family live in such poverty and become rich long ago.
Lin Silang, the youngest of the sons, was also full of doubts: "Yes, brother, how could I not know that my mother can heal diseases? Third brother is so anxious, please don't cause trouble."
"The third child wasn't even born back then, and he didn't have anything to do with you. Of course you don't know." Boss Lin glared at his younger brother, hesitated for a long time, and finally told this old news.
"Mom didn't grow up in our village. According to her, she worked with Yiyou as a doctor for several years, specializing in treating gynecological diseases. Of course, minor problems such as headaches and fever are also included."
"Back then, a member of the town's family suddenly contracted a serious illness. Many doctors were consulted but they could not find a cure. The family heard about my mother's skills from somewhere and asked her to come."
"My mother has been away for three days. When she came back, she felt as if she had lost her soul. She smashed the medicine box that she had always cherished. She never went to see a doctor again and was not even allowed to mention it to her family. As time went by, no one remembered her. I used to practice medicine.”
Lin Laoer had some vague impressions, but after all, he was young at the time and didn't remember much: "It seems that something like this happened, so what are you waiting for? Third brother and sister, hurry up and take the child over to show your mother!"
"well!"
Hope rekindled on Zheng's face, and she hurried towards the flatbed truck where Mrs. Lin was resting.
As he approached, he heard Zhao Ruoxia's voice stirring up trouble.
"Mom, they say no one has a filial son when he is sick for a long time. We, the couple, are different from those heartless people. We have never considered you a burden.
"Neither my sister-in-law nor my siblings are willing to do this kind of dirty and tiring work. I am the only one who is willing to serve you comfortably."
Lin Laoer's face turned red with embarrassment. He was an honest and honest man, so he hesitated for a long time and couldn't come up with any explanation.
Mrs. Zheng didn't bother to argue, and Mrs. Zhang didn't bother to argue. Everyone gathered in a circle around Mrs. Lin and quickly explained the situation of the child.
The soft little girl's originally round and beautiful eyes were tightly closed at the moment, her little face was wrinkled together, and she was enduring great pain, which made people feel uncomfortable.
With her life at stake, Mrs. Lin couldn't think too much: "Come closer, let me take a good look..."
Xiangyun woke up from her dream and felt a pair of strong fingers on her forehead, pressing on the Shuigou point on the tip of her nose. The pain made her scream out, and she opened her mouth to make a milky baby cry.
"Wake up, wake up, mom is really capable!"
"Just wake up, it'll be fine, just wake up!"
Mrs. Lin's face did not relax at all, and her illness was gone, not to mention that for such a young child, the danger was still ahead!
"Find some thin-leaf willow branch tips, mix them with rushes, mash them with rice wine grains, heat them in a casserole, and stick them on the baby's belly button and forehead. You have to move quickly, or the Daluo God will not be able to save her!"
Everyone took action immediately. Lin Lao Er fetched the rice wine hidden in the compartment of the trailer board and had never been willing to drink it. Lin Lao Er climbed up the willow tree to pick the tenderest branch tips. Lin Lao San and Shi Lang took the fire sticks and went to the forest to find wicks. Grass, Zheng and Zhang set up a fire to heat up the casserole.
The family has a clear division of labor, and even a few young men picked up baskets to collect firewood.
Soon, rice wine and willow branches were all ready, but rushes were missing...
In years of severe drought, all the edible grass growing in the ground has long been eaten away. Lin Laosan sat down on the dirt in despair, covering his face with his hands: "I'm useless!"
Mrs. Lin kissed the little girl's face and leaned half of her body on the trolley. She felt extremely sad in her heart. With tears in her eyes, she saw a pool of light yellow, thin strips lying under the trolley.
After taking a closer look, he screamed in surprise.
"Lamp... rushes, there are a lot of rushes here!"
