Nongmen space small landlord

Chapter 62 Patriarchal
Walking to the side of the house is a small room with good lighting. The doors and windows are closed now, and only a few coughs and the crying of a child can be heard occasionally from inside. The crying is like a cat, and it sounds extremely weak People are distressed.

Li Dazhuang also followed. After all, he helped find Ye Qiu, so it was impossible for her to come here alone. In addition, he was also curious about whether Ye Qiu really knew how to see a doctor, so he followed along on his own initiative.

The man opened the door and went in. Li Dazhuang saw Ye Qiu standing at the door with a strange expression on his face, and was about to ask what was wrong, so he heard her say, "Brother Dazhuang, I don't like the smell of blood very much, tell him to open the door and window, wait a while I'll go in again."

He answered and hurried into the room to convey the message.

The weather is still cold right now, and although there is a charcoal fire at home, it is not very warm.

Hearing Ye Qiu's request, the man hesitated for a while, looked worriedly at the pale lady who was lying there, and finally opened it cruelly.

Ye Qiu stood at the door for about a quarter of an hour, feeling the smell had dissipated a lot before entering the room.

It's not that she is squeamish, she is afraid that if she can't control herself and do something bad to that little life, she will have to take three more lives at that time, she doesn't want to become a cold-blooded executioner.

Looking at the well-behaved and delicate girl in front of people, when he entered the room, he suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and when he looked up again, she was that young and smart little girl Ye Qiu again.

The smell of blood in the room was still there, but it was within Ye Qiu's tolerance.

She first glanced at the struggling baby, motioned for the man to pick it up, and then went to lift the woman's quilt, and as expected, the skirt of her belly was dyed red.

Then look at the situation where the woman's breath is too much and her breath is too little, and you know that if you don't do anything, this woman really has no chance to live.

"Prepare the hot water, spirits, and catgut first. By the way, is there no one else in your house?" Ye Qiu quickly finished ordering before realizing that only Li Dazhuang was a little short of staff.

Before she could reply, she turned her head and saw the man's face full of embarrassment and guilt.

She followed the man's gaze to the most spacious room in the yard, and suddenly understood something.

As soon as she came here, she smelled someone in the room, but when she heard someone coming in, she saw it.

And the location of this man's house is good, not to mention the area is also large, and the decoration inside doesn't look like the family is poor.

Although I don't know why the people inside didn't show up, it's definitely not a good reason.

"This... my mother is not in good health and resting, and my younger sister is afraid of this..." Sure enough, the man had an explanation, but he couldn't say it before he finished speaking.

Ye Qiu was too lazy to take care of other people's housework. Although there were not enough people, it was not impossible.

He asked the man to hand over the child to Li Dazhuang, and asked him to find things first.

As soon as the other party left, she found a piece of paper in the room and wrote a prescription with the small charcoal pen she carried with her.

Not long after the man came back, he had hot water and spirits, but he didn't have sheep intestines, but he knew where to buy them, and Ye Qiu gave him the prescription, "Hurry up, find an enthusiastic neighbor to grab the medicine according to this prescription, Wait for an hour, it will be time to use it."

The man didn't even ask much, just nodded and left.

Not long after he left, the baby in Li Dazhuang's arms began to cry. He obviously had never taken care of a child before, so he was in a hurry, afraid that if he was not careful, his rough skin would hurt the smooth and tender child.

Ye Qiu saw him standing stiffly like a machine, and was about to raise something, when a sharp voice came from the room, "Why are you crying, the mother who follows you is a debt collector, dead That's good."

It was an elderly woman's voice, and the words were vicious and harsh.

That morning, there was only one elder and one junior, obviously they were talking about a man's mother.

Li Dazhuang looked over indignantly, "Who are these people? I'm sorry for this lady. No wonder her body dragged like this. Those people want her life."

Who said no?
Ye Qiu, who has been brought up by Zhao because of her gender since time travel, has a deep understanding.

She understands that the ancients valued the succession of the family, and valued sons over daughters, but there was no contradiction between them. Those who said that girls deserved to die were simply taking the opportunity to show their true nature.

Unfortunately, Ye Qiu hated this kind of people.

She glanced across the room leisurely, and finally retracted lightly, then took the baby girl in her arms, and patted it lightly a few times.

Ye Qiu had hugged a child before, but he didn't like it very much.

Most of the babies just born are wrinkled and extremely ugly, and they will gradually get better after more than half a month, and the one in her hand can be said to be the ugliest she has ever seen, um, really ugly.

Li Dazhuang was surprised, "She doesn't seem to be crying anymore."

"It's because this baby is born too weak and uncomfortable that she will cry. You see what I did. I will try to press it later, and she will stop crying."

It was only then that Li Dazhuang realized that Ye Qiu was placing one hand on the child's stomach, and his fingers were sliding regularly. Under her movements, the child not only didn't cry, but calmed down, obviously going to sleep.

Surprised, he stared at the child for a while. Seeing Ye Qiu handing over the child again, he took it carefully. Seeing that the child was about to cry again, he hurriedly imitated Ye Qiu's movements and rubbed the child's stomach. Sure enough, he saw the child Quiet, and soon fell asleep.

Ye Qiu looked at Li Dazhuang who was "exuding maternal love", smiled and shook his head.

At this time, she looked towards the bed with feeling. The comatose woman woke up at some point, and she was a little surprised by the stranger in the room, and then she looked at her child worriedly.

It was only after realizing that the two of them were coaxing their child with no malicious intentions that they breathed a sigh of relief.

With this relief, she frowned, the blood in the room thickened again, and the woman's complexion became even more ugly.

"Auntie, go to sleep when you're tired. The child is resting well. You'll be fine when you wake up from sleep." The little girl murmured dreamlike in her ears, and someone put something sweet in her mouth. She couldn't remember how long she hadn't eaten something with a smell, and she passed out unconsciously.

Ye Qiu watched the woman fall asleep, so he asked Li Dazhuang to stand with his back, and went over to lift the woman's clothes.

The water in the kitchen was also ready but no one took it. Ye Qiu had no choice but to do it by herself. She was so strong. When she easily brought the wooden basin bigger than her two heads into the room, Li Dazhuang looked at it with surprise. a while.

But Ye Qiu ignored him, she quickly wiped the woman's wound, ignored the stimulation of strong alcohol to sterilize it, and before the woman woke up, she took the wound she asked from Zhao Shun last time. The needles that came out were washed with wine.

When the man came back in a hurry with his things, what he saw was the little girl gesticulating on his wife with that thick and scary needle.

(End of this chapter)