Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

Chapter 9 Her little girl is still well-behaved

Wen Minghua was closest to her, dropped the chopsticks in his hand and pinched the back of her neck to prevent her from rolling off the table. Yang Jianmin on the other side of her also reacted and pulled her arm with one hand.

"Jianmin, take your sister back to the room."

Wen Minghua let go of her hand, looked at Manni who was not frightened, and then said to Yang Jianping who was sitting opposite her:
"Jianping, look at your sister."

After that, he followed Yang Jianmin back to Yang Manchun's room.

Manni didn't show it on her face, but she was also worried in her heart. She thought of the years she spent lying in the hospital bed.

She followed Wen Minghua into Yang Manchun's room and stood at the door, timidly watching Wen Minghua arrange things.

Yang Manchun had been put on the bed by Yang Jianmin, and Wen Minghua saw that in just a moment, Yang Manchun, who was sweating profusely, was holding his head in his hands and still crying out in pain.

She reached out and touched her forehead. As expected, it was frighteningly hot.

"Jianmin, go get a basin of hot water."

She said something to Yang Jianmin, who looked a little panicked, and went to the living room to get the liquor that Yang Gensheng had not finished drinking before. She also took the antipyretic medicine that was always available at home, poured half a cup of warm water, and then returned to the room again.

Asking Yang Jianmin to support Yang Manchun, she forced the medicine into her mouth. When she swallowed it, she sent Yang Jianmin away:
"Your brother is watching your sister. Go wash the pots and dishes."

She was actually a little panicked. Fever in this era was not a time when modern medicine was developed. If it couldn't be brought down through her physical cooling, she was really afraid that the girl would go crazy with the fever.
"After washing the pots, go check to see if the tires on the bicycle are airy."

If the temperature cannot be lowered, even late at night, you will have to go to the hospital.

After Yang Jianmin went out and closed the door, she undressed the girl, used a handkerchief to twist hot water mixed with white wine, and wiped her body, including her chest and back, the soles of her hands and feet, and her neck, before putting the bed on the bed. The thin quilt was draped over her body.

Worried about Manni who had been standing by her side, she ordered Yang Jianping to wash Manni's hands and feet, and placed Manni on the other side of Yang Manchun's bed. Watching her close her eyes, she felt relieved.

In less than half an hour, she herself was drenched in sweat, and her heart was filled with excitement as soon as she relaxed.

After taking a look at Yang Manchun, who was still flushed, she went back to her room to change clothes.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wen Minghua's thoughts drifted away again.

When she was very young, about seven or eight years old, her parents were busy with business, so she stayed with her grandma in the countryside.

One time, on my way home from school, I encountered a downpour, and all my clothes and schoolbags were soaked through.

But when she returned home, she happened to encounter her grandma who had locked the door and didn't know where she had gone. She sat alone by the threshold to dry the books in her schoolbag, and at the same time put on her soaked clothes until they were half dry.

That night, she developed a high fever.

In rural areas at that time, if a child had a cough or fever, they would not be sent to the hospital in the middle of the night.

Her mother also mixed wine with hot water to wipe her body, then put a ball of batter mixed with wine in the middle of a piece of white cotton cloth about one foot, and then placed the batter-wrapped cotton cloth on her chest. .

In this way, she survived two fevers during the seven or eight years she stayed in the countryside. It was not until she was admitted to high school and returned to her parents that she would be sent to the hospital if she encountered any cold or fever.

Wen Minghua retracted her thoughts and turned her gaze to Yang Manchun, whose face was no longer very red. She probed her forehead with her hand and found that her body temperature had indeed dropped a lot, so she felt relieved and climbed into bed next to Manni who was sleepy. Polar fell asleep.

In her sleep, she seemed to have returned to modern times and saw her parents, both in their 50s, hugging each other and crying in her room.

She called them, wanting to tell them that she was still alive, alive when they were teenagers, but it was like there was an invisible film between her and them, so they couldn't hear her or see her.

She could only kneel on the ground and cry, and then watched them disappear in front of her.

……

She was suddenly awakened, and the obvious wetness in her ears told her that she had indeed cried just now.

Turning her head to look at Yang Manchun's separated bedroom, which was only five or six square meters, she couldn't help but sigh again.

After Yang Gensheng returned from another job and was assigned to a cotton spinning factory, the factory allocated him two houses totaling twenty square meters.

There is no kitchen and no toilet.

He divided the two rooms into four, giving two rooms to his three children: Yang Jianguo, Yang Jianmin and Yang Manchun. The youngest son, who was only two or three years old at the time, lived with the couple in the bedroom in the living room.

When the younger son turned five, he was kicked out to live in the same house with his two older brothers.

Because there were so many sons, there was definitely not enough room for one bed, so Yang Gensheng went to find wood and made a bunk bed himself, and put it in the room, which was also only five or six square meters, for his three sons.

Wen Minghua took another look at the bed she was sleeping on, and thought about Yang Jianmin who was about to get married. This time she really sighed.

"mom?"

It was Yang Manchun's voice.

Wen Minghua sat up and saw the dim light coming from the small window. Then she realized that the sky was already slightly bright. No wonder Yang Manchun had woken up.

"Does your head still hurt?" Yang Manchun lowered his head, tears streaming down his face again.

Wen Minghua closed her eyes and got out of bed.

"Get up when you have nothing to do. Why are you crying so early in the morning? Your father is dead, but my mother is not dead yet! You cry as soon as you open your eyes. Do you expect me to die with your father?"

I have never seen a girl who can cry like this. She cries when she is scolded and cries when she is not scolded. This morning, she just opened her eyes and she continued to cry.

She didn't understand. If there was something that she couldn't talk about properly and she had to shed tears like this, would she be able to solve the problem by shedding tears like this?
"Mom, wuwu, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

She would never go to Li's house again in the future. She just begged her mother not to be angry again and never abandon them like her father did.

Yang Manchun hugged Wen Minghua's legs and knelt at her feet crying until he was out of breath.

Last night, she had a headache and was confused, but her mother was so anxious that her second brother carried her into the house, gave her medicine and wiped her body. She knew that, but she couldn't move or speak.

Then she fell asleep and had a nightmare.

In the dream, not only was her father gone, but her mother also didn't want them. She said that they would be fine in the future, and then fell down. No matter how the brothers and sisters cried, her mother lay on the bed and ignored them.

She was so frightened that she cried. She knew that she made her mother angry and she didn't want them.

In the dream, she was panicking. They no longer had a father, how could they no longer have a mother?

At that moment, she regretted extremely. What good could Li Changchun do? For him, she actually made her mother who had always loved her so angry that she died?
In her dream, she hugged her mother and cried heartbrokenly. She made a wish in her heart that as long as her mother could survive, she would rather never marry again!

Maybe she cried too much in her dream, so she woke up with a start. When she woke up, she saw her mother and sister huddled together on her bed.

At that moment, I felt indescribable grievance and joy.

What's aggrieved is that her mother obviously still loves her as much as before, why did she scold her so fiercely yesterday?
Fortunately, what she had last night was just a dream, and her mother did not want them like her father did.

"..."

As soon as she put on her shoes, her legs were hugged. Wen Minghua lowered her head and looked at Yang Manchun, who was kneeling in front of her and crying into tears, and still stretched out his hand to pull her up:

"When did I say I don't want you anymore? I haven't paid back what I owed you in my last life. If I don't pay it back in this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to close my eyes until I die. So don't worry, unless you marry someone and don't want me, otherwise I will be a Your mother!"

She buttoned up Yang Manchun's slightly open buttons,
"Wash your sister's face and comb her hair, and I'll make breakfast. You've tormented me all night, and you won't let me go when you wake up in the morning."

She lowered her head and pinched the sleepy face of Manni, who was sitting on the bed rubbing her eyes and looking at them.
"Your sister was made of water in her last life. Are you planning to become flooded in this life?"

After saying that, she couldn't help but laugh, then glared at Yang Manchun and left the room.

Manni followed Yang Manchun to the ground sleepily, and she held hands and went out together.

……

"When you get up, you don't wash up or help me make breakfast. What are you doing standing at the door? You're satisfied with scaring me to death, right?"

Wen Minghua took a step back, almost not stepping on Manni who was behind her.

She glared. Anyone who opened the door and saw two young men standing at the door would be shocked, right?
Yang Jianmin grinned. Could he say that the two brothers were frightened awake by his sister's cry?
A few days ago, her mother fell down crying and remained silent for most of the day, which had frightened them. They had just heard Yang Manchun cry so hard, and they thought...

Wen Minghua glared at them angrily:
"Go wash up first, and then help me cook!"

Breakfast was made by mother and son together, pumpkin porridge with pickles, and she also cooked eggs for Yang Jianping and Man Ni.

"Mom, you eat."

Yang Jianping peeled the egg given to him and put it into Wen Minghua's bowl.

"You think I don't want to eat? Aren't there only two left? If you are given something to eat, you can eat it. After you eat it, let me study hard. I will tell you to be filial to me in the future."

No, this is a bad habit. Why do you keep opening your mouth and keeping silent?
Wen Minghua forked the eggs into Yang Jianping's bowl with chopsticks, then looked at Manni, who was eating the sweet eggs, with a satisfied look in her eyes. Well, her little girl is still well-behaved.

Manni, who was praised by her for being well-behaved, actually didn't think of giving the eggs to her at this moment. It was only after she saw Yang Jianping's actions that she realized that she should give the eggs to her mother first.

So when Wen Minghua's eyes turned to her, she stretched out the hand holding the egg:

"eat."

With a simple word, the other three brothers and sisters in the family immediately looked up at her. They all couldn't believe it. The youngest sister in their family spoke?

Wen Minghua was already surprised yesterday. Now she saw Manni asking her to eat eggs. Although she was excited about Manni's behavior, it was much better than the other three.

"Well, mommy eats it."

She followed the place where Manni had chewed, gently bit a small piece with her teeth, and then looked into the little girl's blinking eyes and said with a smile:
"It's so fragrant and delicious."

(End of this chapter)