On New Year's Eve when Hong Tu was five years old, she, Cuiying and Huang Qiong, went to her grandmother's house with her mother to pay New Year greetings. The two sisters were sitting in the room reviewing their homework. Hong Tu walked up to her father and asked him for something. While playing with fireworks, she knew that her father had bought a large bunch and placed them on the cabinet, but she did not dare to take them easily and had to obtain her father's permission.
After all, it was the Chinese New Year, and Craftsman Liu was not as strict with his children as usual. Fireworks and firecrackers were bought and set off. Seeing Hong Tu with a red silk braid on his braid coming over to ask for fireworks, he said cheerfully, "Go get one and put it outside."
Craftsman Liu was about to relieve himself and rushed straight to the toilet. Before he came out of the toilet, he heard Hong Tu's frightened cry. He tightened his trousers and came out, only to see sparks in the sleeves of Hong Tu's cotton-padded jacket. It was a firework that had fallen in. She threw it away desperately, but she couldn't. Throw it out and cry loudly. Ma Daoying came over immediately after seeing her, took her hand and patted the sparks away, but the sleeve of the cotton-padded jacket was still smoking.
Without further ado, Craftsman Liu hurried over and tried to extinguish the fire, but it couldn't be extinguished. Ma Daoying took off the cotton-padded jacket from Hong Tu. Cuiying and Huang Qiong put down their books and rushed over to help put out the fire. They scooped out water with ladles. After pouring it on the sleeve with sparks, there was only a slight "chirp" sound, and the fire on the sleeve was finally extinguished. Cuiying said that the burned cotton-padded jacket could be worn after repairing it; Huang Qiong was concerned about her sister's injury. A black lump appeared at the junction of her left wrist and palm, so she told her mother that Hong Tu's hand was burned. , please ask a doctor for treatment.
Let’s talk about it in two days! How can I invite people to New Year's Eve? Before Ma Daoying could answer, Craftsman Liu interrupted. In this way, Hong Tu, who had burned his hand, screamed in pain, and his face was wet with tears, one by one falling on Ma Doying's caring hand. Ma Daoying asked Hong Tu to put her burned hand in cold water. She felt a little comfortable and didn't cry anymore. However, when she took it out, the swelling swelled even more.
The next day, Hong Tu's wound suppurated. This is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Looking for the doctor - Hong Tu kept calling.
My child, it’s not a good idea to go to a doctor for treatment on the first day of the new year. Even if you find a doctor, you don’t know if he will be willing to treat you. When Ma Daoying said this, Hong Tu started to cry again.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Craftsman Liu sent Hong Tu to a doctor named Hua Yu outside the mountain for treatment. Hua Langzhong specializes in treating burns. When he saw that the wound on Hong Tu's left hand was suppurating, he blamed Craftsman Liu for not sending the child earlier. The burn must have been several days. Although this can be cured, it will leave scars.
Craftsman Liu said that he was burned on New Year's Eve. How could he bother Mr. Hua on New Year's Eve? Mr. Hua sat there and wrote the prescription, calling his wife Liu Ying, who was his assistant, to help prepare the medicine.
Liu Ying is a young woman with an apple-shaped face, a garlicky nose, delicate features, short stature, and a bit fat. She was careful in her work. She took the prescription and went to make the medicine. However, Hua Langzhong is tall and tall, and he is still so big even when he is sitting down. He was holding a tweezer, holding a piece of cotton wool, and rubbing it on the burn on Hong Tu's left hand to remove the rotten pus on the skin, but it was very painful. Hong Tu kept crying. Hua Langzhong saw the child. I was nervous, so I kept saying: Don't move, it will be over in a while.
Craftsman Liu also shuddered when he saw the red flesh inside the skin of the burn on Hong Tu's left hand. At this time, he suddenly recalled that the fortune teller once told her fortune, saying that she would have a fire demon when she was five years old. This prophecy really came true. This incident also reminded him of the baby boy who died a few days after he was born, and he suddenly felt sad because there was no one in the Liu family to continue the family life, and he was really worried that the heir's energy would be ruined by him.
Hua Langzhong was really good at medical skills. After a week, the swelling on Hong Tu's left wrist burn disappeared, and the pus slowly shrank. After another week, it was basically healed, but a scar as big as a copper coin was left. Hong Tu is still young and doesn't know how to be shy. She just feels ugly. Seeing this, her elder sister Huang Qiong comforted her and said: It doesn't matter, sister. When you grow up, buy a bracelet and put it on your wrist, which will just cover the scar.
What is a bracelet? Hong Tu asked doubtfully.
It's a ring-like thing. Sister Cuiying interrupted and pulled Hong Tu to the door. She pointed to a ring door knocker and said: This is what it looks like. Hong Tu shook his head when he saw it and said: I don't like such dark things.
oops! I'm just talking about its shape. In fact, the real bracelet is made of jade. It's very beautiful. It's white, blue, green, red, and colorful. Sister Cuiying explained vividly.
Sister Cuiying, I like red bracelets. Hong Tu said that this color matched the color of her name.
According to what you say, I will wear an emerald bracelet. Cuiying smiled teasingly. Huang Qiong said, "Of course I want a golden bracelet." Cuiying said this is the richest color, congratulations! The three sisters sat in the clear shade of the bamboo garden and chatted.
Suddenly, Hong Tu screamed and touched her neck. Cuiying came over and saw a caterpillar, maybe shaken by the wind from the bamboo branch, and it happened to land on Hong Tu's collar and crawled into her neck. Hong Tu stamped her feet and screamed in panic, and kept picking at her collar with her hands, but to no avail. Huang Qiong was still smart. She said, sister, don't move. I have a way to get this caterpillar out.
As expected, Hong Tu stopped moving, tears hung on her brows, and she stopped crying.
Huang Qiong took out a piece of soft paper from his clothes, grabbed the caterpillar, twisted it into a knot, threw it to the ground, and then kicked it with his foot. There was a "pop" sound, and the caterpillar was like a firecracker. The tube burst as if kicked. Yes, the soft paper was slightly moistened by the thick liquid that overflowed from the broken body of the caterpillar. Cuiying used a stick to push aside the soft paper and saw that the caterpillar died miserably, was beyond recognition and turned into a ball of flesh.
Cuiying said: Sister Hong Tu, don’t cry, sister Huang Qiong has avenged you. Hong Tu walked towards her, scratched the area where the caterpillar had just disturbed, and said, Sister Cuiying, I feel itchy here.
Don't scratch, it's poisonous gas. Cuiying said, carrying Hong Tu on her back and heading home. After walking for a while, she felt it was difficult, so she asked Huang Qiong to carry her. Hong Tu stopped crying, but the hand was still scratching her neck.
Back home, the two sisters rushed to tell Ma Daoying everything about Hong Tu's encounter with the caterpillar. When she saw her mother, Hong Tu started crying again, even more sadly. While crying, she pointed at her neck and said: It's itchy, it's itchy.
Ma Daoying pulled Hong Tu over to look at her neck, which was indeed a large area of redness and swelling. He said don't be afraid, child, your mother will heal you. Then she ordered Huang Qiong to bring a wooden basin and put a bottle of boiling water in it; Cuiying brought a towel and handed it to her mother. Her mother asked Hong Tu to take off her coat, lowered her head and stretched her neck, looked at the red and swollen parts, and put the towel on Soak it in hot water, squeeze it dry, fold it into a piece, and apply it steamingly on it, over and over again. Hongtu feels itchy and screams.
Don't scream, don't scream, it's poisonous gas, burn it to death and you'll be fine. Ma Daoying comforted the child.
Cuiying watched from the side and helped add hot water. Huang Qiong kept saying: Mom really has a way. Ma Daoying said: You two sisters should not take your sister to play in the bamboo garden in the future, so as not to be contaminated by the poisonous gas of insects.
Hong Tu didn't complain about itching again that day, but Ma Daoying found that her hands were still scratching her neck.
