Nongwomen's Spring

Chapter 94: Even if I Jump into the Yellow River, I Can’t Clean It Up (4)
Zhang Qian looked at him with a silly smile, loving and loving him now, she took out the handkerchief she carried with her to help him wipe the corners of his mouth, and asked, "The old Liu's family asked you this time because whats the matter?"

Liu Jun slowed down his eating, self-mockery flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly, "What else can I do? It's what Mrs. Dazhu and the others said this afternoon. The fourth child is a useless thing. He can read it at home. After reading so many books, he actually read them like this, and our Liu family lost all face."

"Did he fail the exam this time? Can't he take the exam again next time?" Zhang Qian picked up a chopstick for him and continued to ask.

When Liu Jun heard this, he snorted again, "He won't be able to take the exam again in his life, do you know what he did, he actually went to bribe the examiner, but this year someone found out about it, he won't be able to enter the exam room for the rest of his life .”

Now Zhang Qian finally knew why Liu He was crying so miserably. The reason is that the son she has always been proud of will not be able to enter the examination room in the future. If he cannot enter the examination room, it means that he will not be able to be an official. Liu He The dream of this official lady was shattered.

In the next few days, there will be a farce at the old Liu's house. At the beginning, Liu Jun went to help out for a day or two. Later, Zhang Qian saw that he was busy with the workshop every day, and went to the old Liu's house after returning. Over there, I felt sorry for him immediately, and on the third day when Lao Liu's family sent someone to invite him to go, Zhang Qian stopped him, and Liu Jun didn't go.

Although the old Liu's house was full of smog, the new Liu's house was not affected at all, and they closed their doors to live their own lives.

In the blink of an eye, time soon came to the day mentioned in Fengyun Zhanxin. For this matter, Zhang Qian specially picked last night to tell the two members of the family about the arrival at home tomorrow.

As soon as Liu Jun heard that Feng Yunzhan had invited the person over, he immediately agreed without saying a word, and said that everything in the family should be arranged by Zhang Qian.

As soon as it was time for lunch, Xinliu's family finally welcomed a temporary resident.

It was a little boy who was only about four or five years old. When he came, he was carried out of the carriage. His little face was pale, as if he was about to die at any time.

When Zhang Qian saw this situation, she immediately frowned, grabbed Feng Qi who was about to drive back, and asked through gritted teeth, "Feng Qi, why is the person your young master handed over to me a sick person? Why isn't he here?" Explain this in the letter."

"Miss Liu, I don't even know about this." Feng Qi showed an innocent expression.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Qian sighed, let him go, and waved her hand as if she thought she was unlucky, and said, "Okay, okay, you can go back."

After staying at the gate of her own courtyard for a while, Zhang Qian turned and entered the house.

In the room, the little boy was lying on the bed dying, his face covered with red dots was covered with sweat, and even the clothes on his body were wet.

Zhang Qian stood at the door and looked at it for a while, but finally she couldn't bear it anymore, she walked in and put her hand on his forehead to touch it, and the scalding temperature spread into her palm.

"What the hell did they do? You're so sick that you don't even want to find a doctor for you." Zhang Qian helped him take off his wet clothes while talking.

Halfway through, a letter slipped out of his clothes and fell to the ground.

Zhang Qian bent down to pick up the letter, put the little boy on the bed first, and opened the envelope. Feng Yunzhan's handwriting came into Zhang Qian's eyes. It said what disease the little boy had. To save this little boy.

"Damn, Feng Yunzhan, you bastard, don't let me see you next time, you dare to cheat me and send a child with smallpox to my house." He threw the letter on the ground, pointed at it and cursed at Feng Yunzhan.

"Water, I want to drink water, water." Just as Zhang Qian was about to scold again, at this moment, the little boy lying on the bed opened his eyes slightly, and weakly called for water.

Zhang Qian turned her head and glanced at the weak little guy, her heart softened immediately, she sighed, and said to him, "Little ghost, it's your fate to meet me, Zhang Qian, don't worry, I won't let you That's how you died."

After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zhang Qian turned around, went to the table, took a cup, walked behind the screen and dodged into the grass garden.

The current grass garden has changed a lot. Zhang Qian planted a lot of things in the open space of the house. Now all the vegetables at home are picked from here. After looking at the vegetables for a while, Zhang Qian went to the stone mill and filled half a cup. Spring water, Zhang Qian didn't dare to stay here because she was worried about the little ghosts outside. After installing the spring water, she turned around and left the grass garden.

After leaving the grass garden, Zhang Qian stepped out from the screen, quickened her pace, walked up to the little boy with the spring water in the cup, helped him up, let him lie in her arms, and said softly to him, "Little devil, water Come on, open your mouth."

The little guy who had his eyes closed didn't know if he smelled the spring water in Zhang Qian's hand, or he was a little awake. After Zhang Qian finished speaking, his closed eyes slowly opened a crack.

Seeing this, Zhang Qian smiled, and whispered to him again, "Little devil, here comes the water, open your mouth and drink."

The little guy opened his mouth, and the water in the cup flowed down his throat into his stomach, his burning stomach, and his body, which seemed to be roasted in a fire, immediately cooled down.

Zhang Qian looked at the water in his cup and drank it, then put the cup aside, slowly helped him lie on the bed, covered him with a thin quilt, and said, "Little devil, my name is Zhang Qian, You can call me Sister Xiaoqian, if you have any questions, come and ask me after you get better, you should rest now, okay?"

Maybe it was too tired from illness, the little guy closed his eyes shortly after drinking the spring water and opened his eyes, breathing shallowly.

The little guy slept until the next morning and didn't wake up until the next morning. The little guy drank spring water yesterday, and the fever on his body last night subsided. This morning Zhang Qian came over to take a look and found that even the red spots on his face had started disappeared.

If it wasn't for Feng Yunzhan's letter yesterday saying that this little guy had smallpox, Zhang Qian looked at the blisters on his body that looked like little red spots bitten by mosquitoes today, and couldn't believe it. The frightening smallpox.

The little guy woke up and lay quietly on the bed, motionless, with a pair of round black eyeballs spinning around.

When Zhang Qian came in, he saw him like this. If it weren't for the little red spots on his face, his little actions just now would have made him look a little cute.

"Little guy woke up, get up and have a drink, okay?" Zhang Qian approached him with a smile on her pretty face, and said to him with a smile.

The little guy stopped rolling his eyeballs and fixed them on Zhang Qian's body. The black and round eyeballs showed panic, and his little hands tightly grasped the quilt covering his body.

(End of this chapter)