Farmer's Space: The rough man is wild and flirtatious

Chapter 88

The moment Du Xuan heard her voice, the inside suddenly became quiet.

Wang's gentle but harsh voice before disappeared in an instant.

After a while, he slowly asked, "Who is it?"

"Me, Du Xuan." Du Xuan walked in with a smile on her face, "I'm here to find Qiuniang."

Xie Qiuniang was standing in the yard, but Du Xuan looked and saw that there was still dust on the knees of her trousers, which showed that Xie Qiuniang should have been kneeling before.

Xie Qiuniang was still like that, her whole body seemed to exude a gloomy low pressure, and Wang said all day long that she was going to die.

It did seem to be the case, as if there was no vitality in the whole person.

He looked at Du Xuan with heavy eyes.

Seeing that Mrs. Wang didn't intend to leave, Du Xuan thought about it, then smiled shyly, "Aunt Wang, don't scold Qiuniang, she is already very attentive to the child."

There was an unhappy look in Wang's eyes, it's not surprising that she would be unhappy, after all what Du Xuan said was called meddling.

But Wang's temperament, there is a word that can be used to describe her temperament - Wo Liheng.

No matter how unhappy she is with Du Xuan's meddling words, and no matter how weak Du Xuan is in Zhao'an Village.

Mrs. Wang would not put on an overly arrogant posture in front of Du Xuan.

Even though she spoke so aggressively to Xie Qiuniang just now, she didn't have any rebuttal to Du Xuan at the moment, she nodded slightly and said, "Okay, you guys go ahead, I'll go first."

After speaking, he walked towards the backyard.

"What do you want from me?" Xie Qiuniang's voice was lifeless, and her whole person looked very gloomy.

Du Xuan looked at her, "Do you have medicinal oil? Give me some."

Xie Qiuniang's lifeless face showed some emotional ups and downs, she frowned, "What?"

"My man was injured while hunting. I had a falling out with Ding Barefoot just now. He stopped selling me medicinal oil. You must have it here. Give me some." Du Xuan said.

It made sense for her to come directly towards Wu's house after thinking about it earlier.

Xie Qiuniang's nervousness about her child can be called anxiety. Common medicines such as medicated oils and hemostatic powder must be always on hand at home.

Du Xuan can be sure that she has it, so what she needs to consider is how to make Xie Qiuniang willing to give it to her.

Although Xie Qiuniang's attitude towards her was obviously hostile last time, but Xie Qiuniang's weakness was too obvious, so Du Xuan didn't even think about it, and came directly to Wu's house.

I am full of confidence.

Xie Qiuniang stared at her gloomyly, "Why?"

Du Xuan was quite confident, "Is your child still not well?"

Xie Qiuniang looked at her warily, "What do you want to do?"

"Oh, I can heal him."

"just you?"

Xie Qiuniang's tone of voice can be said to be quite suspicious, and she looks down on her quite a bit.

Du Xuan didn't feel insulted at all, she bent her lips and said with a smile, "Yes, it's just me."

Xie Qiuniang sneered.

Du Xuan asked her, "Then what do you think about Jin Niang's daughter? She was said to have tuberculosis before."

The sneer on Xie Qiuniang's face froze, she stared at Du Xuan, her voice became colder, "If you dare to lie to me..."

The voice was indeed colder, but it was not difficult to hear that she had been shaken from the content of the words.

Xie Qiuniang glared at Du Xuan, "Come with me!"

Du Xuan followed Xie Qiuniang towards the side of the house, just when she reached the door of a room, as soon as the door opened, she felt the heat coming from the shop inside.

She frowned suddenly, "What is this for?"

Xie Qiuniang quickly gave her a hand, "Come in quickly! Don't let the cold air in!"

The window was opened a crack in the house to let the smell of the charcoal fire out.

The air seemed to be hot.

A little boy was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a thick bed quilt, his face was flushed, his lips were chapped, his eyes were lifeless, and he looked very pitiful.

Du Xuan couldn't help turning her eyes to Xie Qiuniang, "Don't you want him to recover?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xie Qiuniang said anxiously, "If he catches a cold again, how will his cough be cured?"

"He has a bad cough, didn't he get smoked by the charcoal? The child's throat is so tender, what's better than being smoked by the smoke? You're boring him so much, holding him, do you still think about it?" Has he passed this winter?"

Du Xuan didn't intend to joke with her, and her expression was extremely serious, "If you want to be safe, you have to be hungry and cold. Have you never heard of this?"

Xie Qiuniang was probably intimidated by Du Xuan's extremely serious expression, she didn't dare to refute for a while, and just shook her head obediently.

I have never heard of it!Du Xuan was speechless. Thinking about it, her mother-in-law was too patronizing to find fault with her, so how could she tell her these things.

"You're locked up in this room too. Don't you feel bad if you're locked up for a day? You know how to go out to catch your breath. Do you think the child can bear it better than you?" Du Xuan said while pushing the window open to let herself breathe.

When she uncovered the big quilt wrapped around her body, she took his pulse by the way.

There is nothing wrong with it at all, a good child is covered like this, and if the cover continues like this, there will be some problems if there is no problem!

"But!" Xie Qiuniang rushed up to hold Du Xuan's hand, "But my child is cold..."

"Who told you about the cold? Your mother-in-law or the doctor? Or do you think so?" Du Xuan asked her.

Xie Qiuniang didn't answer, but said in a low voice, "But, it's the wind and cold, he has the wind and cold, he coughed."

Du Xuan felt that Xie Qiuniang had probably been made neurotic by her mother-in-law, and she tended to get into the corner of things, and it often didn't make sense to reason with such a person.

Du Xuan only had a short thought, and made a swift move. Before Xie Qiuniang could react, Du Xuan quickly pressed several acupuncture points on her chest.

In just a moment, Xie Qiuniang coughed uncontrollably.

Xie Qiuniang looked at her in shock while coughing, and met Du Xuan's heavy eyes.

"Okay, you've got a cough too, you've got a cold, go to bed and lie down wrapped in a quilt, I'll regenerate a pot of charcoal fire for you, don't get off the bed." Du Xuan pointed to the bed.

The child under the blanket had been quite quiet before, but now he suddenly became anxious, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't, don't beat my mother!"

Du Xuan looked at her, "Is your mother nestling with you like this, isn't it hot? Isn't it uncomfortable? And she's giving you bitter medicine, isn't it bitter?"

"Hot." The child said in a low voice, as if he didn't dare to say it. After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xie Qiuniang carefully. Seeing that Xie Qiuniang didn't make a sound, he continued, "It's also bitter. But don't hit my mother! Don't let her lie wrapped in a quilt, it's uncomfortable."

Du Xuan looked sideways at Xie Qiuniang, "Okay, quickly bring me the medicated oil, I'll hurry back. If you are willing to let the child keep covering you like this, you can cover it, the child knows the pain and is not willing to let the mother suffer You are truly worthy of this crime."

(End of this chapter)