Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11 Yang Huazhong's Injury

Yang shi fell to the ground, and the pain was so painful that she almost didn't lift it up.

In a hurry, he pulled the hair of the woman in front, and the woman let out a painful scream.

Fortunately, the person next to him quickly supported it and didn't fall, but the hair was torn off by Yang's alive, revealing a bald scalp with a large fingernail.

That woman was the daughter-in-law of Butcher Zhang in the village, and she was also a notoriously pungent householder. There was one cucumber missing from the vegetable garden, and she could scold the master for two hours.

The daughter-in-law of the Zhang family saw that Mrs. Yang had pulled her hair, Mrs. Yang was still sitting on the ground baring her teeth and scolding, without a single word of apology, the face of the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family immediately improved.

With his hands on his hips, he stared at Yang's glossy and powdered face and spat fiercely, "You black-hearted, horse-faced mother-in-law, clumsy and unsteady, fell to the ground, and pulled aunt's hair, you must not Damn wow..."

Yang raised his hand to wipe the saliva from his face, groaned, and rubbed his sore waist to get up from the ground.

Without saying a word, he put his hands on his hips, bowed his back and buried his head, and slammed into Zhang's daughter-in-law's belly like a cow with crazy red eyes!

"Oh hey..."

The daughter-in-law of the Zhang family let out a scream like killing a pig, her eyes straightened from the pain, and when she recovered, the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family raised her hand and grabbed Yang's hair.

The two of them rolled into a ball in the courtyard of Lao Yang's house, and they cursed in a daze!

The initiator here, Yang Ruoqing, had already squeezed into the house of the Sun family and his father Yang Huazhong.

The room was also crowded with people, but compared to the outside, the room was quieter, and the big guys didn't dare to gnaw, listening to the diagnosis of Uncle Fu who was sitting beside the bed.

Yang Ruoqing quietly moved to the corner of the bed and stood behind Sun shi.His eyes fell on Yang Huazhong, who was lying on the bed in front of him, his lips clenched tightly.

Dad Yang Huazhong lay there upright, his eyes closed, the blood on his face was wiped off a bit, and the wound on his feet was also treated, and it was wrapped like a big zongzi.Faber was still there to diagnose other parts of him.

Old Yangtou, fifth uncle Yang Huazhou and uncle Yang Huaan were standing by the bed with their necks stretched out. Mrs. Tan was supported by two women and sat on the bench beside her. Mrs. Sun’s tears could not be stopped. He fell down, but he didn't dare to cry, so he covered his mouth with his hands and looked at Fu Bo.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at everyone, and then turned to the bed.

At this time, the sun is about to set, and the light in this room is not good. Now so many people are pouring in. Yang Huazhong is covered in blood and mud. She wants to see his complexion to judge the injury. Will not work!

Fortunately, from her own perspective, she could see that the village doctor, Uncle Fu, was touching something on Yang Huazhong's legs. The old man's face was not very good.

Yang Ruoqing's heart became dignified. Could it be possible to save her life, but what kind of disability would she leave behind?

She was really afraid of what was coming. She had just turned this thought in her mind. By the bedside, Uncle Fu put his hand away, turned around to think about it, and said to the old Yang family who were standing by the bed:

"Brother, your eldest son has a great life, and this fate is saved. Let your eldest fifth come to my house with me later and bring back two medicines for the eldest son to drink. He lost a lot this time. Blood, blood is the foundation of the human body, at least do something good to make up for it, so as to avoid the root cause of the disease in the future."

"Yes, yes, of course." Old Yang nodded again and again, "The other place, the third child, is all right?"

Forber paused for a while, his face suddenly became solemn, he glanced at Yang Huazhong's legs, frowned, and said solemnly: "I am afraid that the legs of the third child will be useless!"

Old Yangtou and Mrs Sun breathed a sigh of relief from Bo Fu's previous half-sentence.But the half of the words that followed, made the hearts of the old Yang family just warm, and fell into the cold water basin again!Unable to bear the blow, Mr. Sun rolled his eyes and slid off the stool.

Fortunately, Yang Ruoqing's eyes and hands were fast, and she supported Sun's family, otherwise Sun's forehead would hit the ground and a blood hole would have been smashed.

No one cared about Sun's side, the room was full of gloom and mist, and Tan began to cry again.

Yang Ruoqing struggled to support the Sun family, her heart was also very heavy, her eyes fell on Yang Huazhong's leg, she was afraid that the scooter would crush the bones and tendons in her leg when it rolled over.

Putting aside the medical technology of this ancient era, it is difficult for Yang Huazhong to stand up again!

Here, Lao Yangtou deserves to be the head of the family. Although his face has changed, he still insists on asking Uncle Fu: "One leg or one pair?"

"A pair."

"Really... there is no cure at all?" Old Yang asked again.

Uncle Fu sighed, "If this matter is left to the wealthy and powerful gentlemen in the big places in the county, perhaps there is still [-]% of the hope that it will be left to the village family in the backcountry, hey..."

For the rest of the words, Fu Bo did not say completely, just shook his head, stood up, began to pack his medicine box and left the room.

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The third child of the old Yang family broke his legs and became a crippled man. He would lie on the bed for the rest of his life, unable to take care of himself with excrement and urine. In just a short time of eating dinner, he had already spread from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. The conversation of the villagers of Changping Village at the dinner table at night.

In the backyard of Lao Yang's house, the air was strangely oppressive, and everyone felt like a huge stone was pressed against their hearts, making it hard to breathe.

A waning moon hangs on the treetops. It was supposed to be cooking dinner, but it was cold in Lao Yang's kitchen.In the front and back yard, except for Yang Huazhong's house and the wing of the old Yangtou Tan family opposite, there are still lights, and all other houses are dark.

When Yang Ruoqing pushed open the door of Yang Huazhong's house, she only saw that in the low and simple house, Yang Huazhong was still lying upright on the bed, his eyes closed and he fell asleep.

Mr. Sun was sitting on the small stool beside the bed, wiping away tears.

On the table in front of the bed so old that the paint was peeling off, a soybean oil lamp was dancing, the weak light could only illuminate a field the size of a sieve, and the rest of the room was shrouded in darkness.

Sun didn't know whether it was because she was tired from crying, or she had something in her heart. She didn't realize it until Yang Ruoqing walked up to her.

"Qing'er, you are not lying in the room this evening, why did you come to this room?" Sun shi just opened his mouth, and his voice was uncharacteristically hoarse.

"I can't sleep, come and see Dad." Yang Ruoqing said softly, standing beside the bed, carefully looking at Dad, who was lying on the bed, her lips were white, her nose was blue and her face was swollen, her brows were faintly wrinkled.

The injury was really serious. Not to mention the pair of legs that were about to be abolished, Yang Huazhong had to stay in bed for a long period of time before he could recover because of the injury and the degree of blood loss.

(End of this chapter)