In a daze, Xiangyun was fed several mouthfuls of traditional Chinese medicine. The bitterness was unbearable and it was hard to swallow. She was never one to wrong herself, so she spit out all the medicine in a roll of her little tongue.
"Add some honey. The medicine is too bitter and the little baby doesn't like to drink it."
The person who spoke was a little maid in an apricot skirt and coat. After scooping honey into the medicine bowl, the girl on the bed finally drank the medicine obediently.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and soon her mood became depressed again: "Miss also likes to add honey to her medicine. I usually coax her to drink it. She is a delicate girl who was raised by nobles and nobles. She has never suffered any pain since she was a child. , now living outside, I don’t know if she will starve or freeze, and if she gets sick, will anyone give her medicine..."
As he spoke, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and tears fell down in clusters. The two maids beside him couldn't help but touch the handkerchief to wipe away their tears.
"A member of the Communist Party of China is very kind and generous, and he is a rare good man. It is a pity that he only had one child for half his life, the lady. Now his life and death are uncertain, and he is seriously injured. I don't know if he can survive."
"It must be possible. Good people will be rewarded, and evil will be punished. Those gangsters who rob and hurt people will be brought to justice sooner or later."
Xiangyun's consciousness was wandering in the space, and the suppressed sobs of the maids could be heard in his ears. Only then did he realize that she had entered Zhou Yuanwai's house in the town. She didn't know how anxious her parents and grandma were when they couldn't find her. .
It's a pity that her whole body is burning uncomfortably, and her little head can't think of much. She feels like she's been put in a steamer and will be cooked in the next second.
Soon, a wet handkerchief was put on her forehead, as if someone was wiping her body to make her feel better.
Unfortunately, the Chinese medicine she drank didn't have much effect. She still had a severe fever and her nasal passages were blocked. She could only breathe through her mouth. Her throat was dry and uncomfortable, like a fish in a dry lake with its mouth open trying to survive.
No, she had to quickly find some cold medicine for children, otherwise she would burn herself into a fool.
She didn't bother to analyze what medicine shopkeeper Wang had just prepared for her. She dug out the Cold Loquat Syrup from the Western medicine shelf and took a sip while the two maids were changing their handkerchiefs.
As a result, I was in such a hurry that I choked, and a small amount of brown syrup spilled out of the corner of my mouth, which was seen by the maid Xingyi.
"The little girl choked out the medicine. Come on, get some warm water ready."
She wiped the corners of Xiangyun's mouth carefully and found that the thing she coughed up seemed different from what she had just fed. Not only was it darker in color, it was also much thicker and had a sweet fruity taste.
I didn't think much about it, I just thought the girl still found the medicine bitter, so I gave her some warm water to dilute the taste in her mouth.
Several people stood guard by the bed, not daring to close their eyes. Who hasn't encountered several siblings who had high fevers when they were young? They all stared at them all night, for fear that if someone didn't pay attention, their lives would be lost.
When the sun rose, Xiangyun, who had been suffering from high fever all night, finally woke up from his drowsiness. His back was soaked with sweat, which was sticking to his back and felt very uncomfortable.
"Wake up, wake up, you'll be fine once the fever subsides." A rare smile appeared at the corner of Xingyi's maid's lips.
While I was happy for Xiangyun, I also prayed secretly in my heart, hoping that their goodwill to save the girl would be passed on, and that her young lady would be able to get help from kind-hearted people outside the home.
The other two maids found a small coat and replaced Xiangyun's.
The little jacket is embroidered with complicated patterns, which are incredibly delicate. Although it looks a bit old, the fabric is not dull at all, which shows that it was expensive to make.
When Xiangyun put on his coat and tiger head hat, he turned into a cute little girl carved in pink and jade.
"She's so handsome. The coat our lady wore when she was a child fits her perfectly."
"When I came here yesterday, I saw that the little girl's lining was made of rough material, and I thought she was a child from a farmer's family. Now that she looks fat and cute, she should be the child of one of Shopkeeper Wang's rich relatives. ?”
While several people were guessing, the housekeeper came to send a message, saying that the little girl's family had found her and were waiting in the front hall.
Maid Xingyi picked up Xiangyun and walked to the front hall. What she saw was a tall and burly farmer and a young woman whose eyes were red from crying.
"Abao!"
Mrs. Zheng cried all night and almost went blind. Now when she saw her daughter, her nerves, which had been frightened all night, finally relaxed. Her whole body seemed to have suddenly lost all strength, and her feet were so weak that she could not walk.
The maid looked at the two men in shabby clothes in surprise, and then looked down at the pink doll in her arms.
Is he really this family's child?
It was shopkeeper Wang who came forward in person and recognized Lin Laosan, who came to the store to exchange medicinal materials that day, so the maid handed over the child.
Xiangyun felt sad when he saw his mother crying with tears on her face. She seemed to have aged several years after only one night. He lay on his mother's shoulder and choked with sobs.
The grievance of being bullied by the Zhao siblings all night suddenly broke out at this moment. There was a babbling sound in the throat, and two indistinct "two~two~" sounds were squeezed out.
Unfortunately, both Lin Laosan and Zheng were crying until they died, and their voices were louder than hers. The family of three hugged each other, and no one noticed her pronunciation.
"Abao, it's all my fault. Mom didn't think much of you and let you be tortured by that bitch Zhao all night. Mom is sorry for you."
Lin Laosan, who was nine feet tall, also had tears streaming down his face at this moment. He wiped his sleeves over and over again but could not stop the raging tears.
"Don't be afraid, Bao. If dad wants to avenge you, he will definitely make the person who bullied you pay the price!"
The couple said goodbye to Shopkeeper Wang and the Zhou family, and rushed to Lianhua Village with their daughter in their arms.
When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the villagers who had received the news and the boys from the Lin family were already waiting at the entrance of the village. Seeing the wilting A Bao wrapped in a robe, they finally let go of their worries.
"Just find it, just find it."
"If a child is frightened, remember to burn incense in the temple, catch a carp, take off the fish bone on the head, tie it with a red rope and hang it on the bedside. It is used to summon spirits. The effect is particularly good."
Tianci had already run home to report the news. Lin Laoer ignored the cold weather and immediately ran to the creek to fish.
Lin Laosan carried her daughter and walked towards home. From a distance, she saw Mrs. Lin coming with a wheelchair. If it weren't for Mrs. Zhang's support, she would have fallen to the ground in a second.
Even so, she still turned the wheelchair quickly, even if the stones on the road hit the wheels and threw her off several times, she didn't care.
Xiangyun had never seen his grandma in such a sorry state before. He stretched out his arms and crawled into her arms.
The grandfather and grandson hugged each other and cried heartbrokenly. Even the villagers nearby couldn't help wiping their tears.
"Abao, grandma's good granddaughter, you have suffered a lot. The Zhao brothers and sisters who were killed by a thousand swords are not things. Wuwuwu, if you have any bad luck, grandma won't want to live anymore."
Old Mrs. Lin had never cried like this in half her life. She hated herself for knowing that Zhao Ruoxia was a bad person, but she repeatedly let her go. In the end, she harmed her granddaughter. She was angry that she was a cripple. Everyone could go to her granddaughter, but she was the only one who looked like a cripple. I can only wait anxiously for news at home.
"Grandma will give you justice, wuwu...grandma won't let them go!"
The Lin family formed a circle around Xiangyun. They had been like ants on a hot pot all night. Now they finally relaxed and were filled with fear.
After crying and shouting, Mrs. Lin did not indulge in her emotions for too long. She still had important things to do. No matter what, she had to deal with Zhao Ruoxia, the family troublemaker, today.
As long as she is here, the Lin family will never have peace.
"Boss and the third child, go and invite Uncle Yu and a few well-respected elderly people in the village. Tell them that our Lin family is going to divorce our evil wife today and ask them to be witnesses."
