Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 60, I’m really just sleepy
  Wang Qingsong calmed down. It was too dark inside just now and he couldn't see clearly.

I don’t know if I saw it wrong.

He took a deep breath and tried to squeeze through the gap in the wall.

But there was no reaction.

At this time, he already understood that he had to use the Bagua Mirror to open it.

Feeling the movement outside the roof and windows, he gave up the idea of ​​opening it again and waited for a while before going in to take a look when no one was around.

Then he stood there and looked at the wall.

"Green Pine!!"

Suddenly, a voice shouted, making him turn around.

Turning around and looking, there was no one at the door.

Only then did I see someone shouting from the window next to the kang.

This is what Zhao Qishan shouted.

Now is not the time to take a closer look.

He turned to look at the wall and left immediately.

After coming out, the cold wind outside calmed him down.

He looked at Zhao Qishan and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Zhao Qishan was on the ladder next to the window, delivering buckets of mud to the people above. When he saw him coming out, he smiled and said, "Don't go in there yet. We are working up there! Don't let it collapse and hit you. You will be in trouble. Come out first." , once it’s done and dried, it won’t be a big problem.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief and walked out directly.

"Okay, uncle, we are busy, I'm going back first!"

The dizziness he felt before was much lessened, but he still felt uncomfortable. He was going to go back and take a nap.

Come back when you wake up.

Hearing this, Zhao Qishan smiled casually: "Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll tell you when it's done!"

"Hey, okay, thank you, uncle!"

He said hello and left the yard.

Before leaving, I looked at the house and was a little worried about being seen in that place.

But there is nothing we can do now, we can’t stop it!

Worried, he rushed to Widow Feng's house.

After returning, the three of them were still lying on the kang.

My younger sister Xiaomai is still swollen. Like the people in the village, she hardly gets off the kang except for eating when she is not busy with farming.

Widow Feng was in worse health than her younger sister, so naturally she was also unable to work on the kang.

As for jujube.

If you don't have breakfast, you won't get up, so you can save food.

breakfast?

I haven’t seen anyone cooking breakfast in the morning for more than a year. After all, all I had for lunch was soup and water. Where do you get the food for breakfast in the morning?

He glanced at the pile of firewood outside.

Chai rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea.

The character "Chai" is ranked first, which shows its importance.

It can be seen that firewood is not that good.

Every year during the slack season, every household begins to store firewood for the winter so that they can have a comfortable winter.

But these two or three years are different.

The big trees nearby were all cut down a few years ago and used as fuel for steelmaking.

There are no mountains nearby. If you want firewood, you have to go to the mountains dozens of miles away to collect firewood. The villagers used to go there together.

The few corn stalks in the village fields alone cannot withstand the burning.

Buy coal to burn?

Think more.

Have you ever seen a rural household burning coal?

The cheapest coal is 18 yuan per ton, lump coal is 8 yuan per ton, and briquettes are more than 25.3 yuan per ton.

If this family uses coal in one winter, no matter how much they save, they will still need a ton of coal. Who in the countryside can afford it?
  The firewood at Widow Feng's house looked like a pile, but in fact it was not enough to burn.

He knew in his heart that it was because of the two of him that Widow Feng had such a fever at night.

Usually I would light a fire at night and get into bed when the kang was hot. Sometimes I would wake up from the cold in the morning.

I have to find a way to get firewood.

"Is Qingsong back?"

While thinking, Widow Feng's voice came from the room.

"Hey, it's me, aunt!"

Putting his thoughts aside, he went directly into the house.

At this time, the three of them were already awake, but they were just lying on the kang and did not get off.

Xiaomai blinked her bloated narrowed eyes and looked at him: "Brother, where did you go?"

"Oh, let me take a look at our house."

Hearing this, Xiaomai let out a light ooh.

Seeing this, Widow Feng asked, "How's it going? If it's okay, you can come up and take a nap."

Wang Qingsong was about to come up. Hearing this, he took off his clothes and said: "Uncle Qishan said that everything can be done today, and we should be able to move in today."

By this time he was extremely sleepy.

Widow Feng also noticed something was wrong with him: "What's wrong with you? It's not a cold, is it? When I saw you come back yesterday, I felt something was wrong!"    "Well! I went to my brother's place yesterday and he had a fever."

As he spoke, he got into bed.

Widow Feng was surprised: "You have a fever? Are you okay? Has the fever gone?"

"It's so cold!"

The cold skin touched Xiaomai, causing Xiaomai to scream.

Then I felt my hand being taken by Mai: "Brother, let me warm you up. Are you feeling better?"

As soon as I took it over, I asked if it was warm.

Wang Qingsong smiled: "Well, it's warmed up."

After finishing speaking, he said to Widow Feng: "The fever has gone away. My brother took me to the hospital."

I didn’t say much about being sick.

"Hey, then you should go back to sleep for a while. I'll call you when I have dinner at noon!"

Wang Qingsong turned around and said: "Auntie, let's eat corn steamed buns for lunch. Don't eat watery ones. If I'm not awake, don't call me. I'll eat when I wake up."

"Eating something dry?"

Widow Feng struggled for a while and said seriously: "You can't eat like this! If you don't have enough to eat or drink, you will definitely be poor if you don't calculate. You have to be careful with your food!"

Wang Qingsong said nonchalantly: "Auntie, I know, just for these few days, don't drink water after these days! Otherwise, you and Xiaomai will be slow to recover from your illness."

His eyelids drooped and he said, "Auntie, don't talk anymore, I'll take a nap."

Then he covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep soon after.

When Widow Feng saw this, she said nothing more, but she was still a little worried.

It feels like Wang Qingsong is still a child, a bit greedy. How can he eat like this? Sooner or later something will happen if he eats like this.

Think about it, forget it, wait until today.

"Hey, I'm going somewhere. Don't you have any money to spend? I'll have someone burn some paper money for me tomorrow."

"Let's go, don't come."

……

In his daze, Wang Qingsong heard a humming sound.

It's like praying for blessings, but also like offering sacrifices.

The voice sounded familiar again.

When he opened his eyes drowsily, he saw three slightly worried faces.

He was confused for a moment: "What are you doing? Why is Grandma Seventh here too?"

The seventh grandma is a generation higher than the captain Zhao Datian. She is a well-known goddess in the village and nearby, specializing in communicating yin and yang matters.

And they claim to pass on a female rather than a male.

Daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law are fine.

Very effective.

But I'm fine.

But the problem was that he was really just sleepy.

I got up early in the morning and stayed there for ten hours. I came back and worked hard for less than an hour, which was equivalent to a whole day.

I should have been sleepy.

In addition, he used the Bagua Mirror, so he slept very comfortably.

The dizzy feeling before has also disappeared.

It's just that his body is a little soft. If he is allowed to sleep for a while, he will probably be able to sleep through the night.

Widow Feng saw that he was normal and breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, you kid, you won't wake up no matter how much I call you! It's almost time to make dinner. I just called Qi Nai."

Wang Qingsong had already climbed up at this time.

At a glance, behind the door, he saw an old lady wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket, squatting there and talking.

I muttered and didn’t know what to say.

There is a pair of bowls and chopsticks placed on the ground in front of her, with three chopsticks standing upright inside. The old lady holds the chopsticks in her left hand, and with her right hand, she pours water from the bowl up to her head.

He muttered: "Hua, are you missing your son, right? Don't you have any money to spend there? If you miss your son, let him go and see you."

Talking and talking.

He let go of his hand and saw three chopsticks standing there.

Seeing this scene, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief.

Without looking back, she shouted: "Lan, come here quickly. If there is no rice, any other food will do. It's Xiaosong's mother."

"Hey, good~"

Upon hearing this, Widow Feng brought a handful of corn cobs over and handed them to her.

It's just that there isn't much corn on the cob.

It was supposed to be rice, but where can I get rice now?
  Seeing this thing, the old lady was confused for a while.

Okay, we can't get much food today.

However, she still muttered something professionally and threw the corn cob towards the chopsticks, causing the chopsticks to fall down.

Then put the chopsticks down and place the bowl upside down on the chopsticks.

He supported his knees with his hands and stood up shakily.

Widow Feng hurried over to help her.

After the old lady stood up, she revealed a set of missing front teeth, a face with wrinkles and a trace of age spots.

The hair is also half silver.

(End of this chapter)