The first peasant concubine of the prosperous age

Chapter 2
But the more I listen to Yang Yaoyao, the more chill I feel. This predecessor is really the best. It seems that he has been trying his best to climb up to those wealthy sons in the town, so that he can fly to the branches and become a phoenix. Unfortunately, because there is no advantage at all, people hate him and can't avoid it.

The corners of Yang Yaoyao's mouth kept twitching. Although the predecessor of emotion had no capital, he had been working hard to be infatuated with love, and had provoked several famous young masters. It seemed that if she wanted to live a peaceful life in the future, she still couldn't go to the town.

But what makes her strange is that since she likes glory and wealth so much, why did she pick up Zhang Xi and marry him by threatening him with the grace of saving her life? Seeing that Mrs. Zheng is angry, she should stop asking, she will know sooner or later of.

Maybe because the snow has been falling, no one is encountered on the road, and the road on the mountain is also covered with thick snow, which can reach the ankles when you step on it. Maybe you have been running, but you don't feel too cold, Yang Yaoyao thought, she You should be more active. This body is no better than in the previous life. It is too weak, and it still feels cold when lying on the kang.

Yang Yaoyao looked at the somewhat clumsy Mrs. Zheng struggling to walk up the mountain, holding her with one hand, and said from time to time, "Big sister, watch the road carefully."

"This mustard grass is a good thing. It is specially used to cure your man's illness. It can be cured for a month after cooking and drinking. In half a month or so, it will be Chinese New Year. It should be able to last until the Chinese New Year. When the Chinese New Year is over, the mustard grass will also It can grow a little more..." Mrs. Zheng pushed aside the snow under the tree with her hands, and pulled out a few mustard grasses.

In the previous life, Yang Yaoyao had never heard of this kind of herbal medicine at all, but according to Zheng's words, this herbal medicine seemed to be able to expel poisonous gas. Could it be that Zhang Xi was poisoned?
"Sister Zheng, do you think my husband will be in good health? He is poisoned!" Thinking of this, Yang Yaoyao's eyes flashed faintly, making it difficult to discern her true thoughts.

"Oh, I don't know. When you were not there, your father spent a year's savings to invite a doctor to see him. The doctor shook his head and said it was hopeless. Your father didn't give up. He was afraid that your reputation would be even worse after you became a widow. Alright, I’ve been looking for prescriptions everywhere, and I don’t know who I met. They gave me such a recipe, but I didn’t expect it to be quite effective after drinking it..."

When Yang Yaoyao heard Zheng's father talking about her predecessor, her heart changed. In this life, she has parents and elder brother, and has a few acres of land in the village, but due to poor harvest, she spends most of her time in the town. To help others earn a living, even though the days are so hard, they still try their best to give her the copper coins they have saved.

And she also seemed to understand that the eldest brother was 21 years old and hadn't married yet because of her bad reputation.

In the future, I still can't ask for money from my parents and elder brother. It's time for my elder brother to marry a daughter-in-law. No matter how I live, wild vegetables can also be eaten, and I don't think there is anything wrong with eating wild vegetables and steamed buns these days.

Back home, Yang Yaoyao almost turned into a snowman. Brother Zhao, the man of the Zheng family, watched them come back, and rubbed his hands in a naive manner: "Mother, this brother has already fallen asleep."

"It's good to go to sleep, big sister, hurry up and boil the herbal medicine and give it to brother Zhang to drink, so that you will feel better the next day, big sister, call me if you have something to do, we will go back first." Zheng ordered After Yang Yaoyao said a few words, he dragged his man away.

Yang Yaoyao wanted to express his gratitude, and invited the Zheng couple to have a meal, but he caught sight of the empty jar, and Zheng was naturally a very winky person, so he was afraid that Yang Yaoyao would be in trouble, so he left in a hurry .

Yang Yaoyao frowned and looked at the stove, it was too simple, to be precise, she was too poor, looking at the empty tank, she was very worried, she didn't know what to eat today, it seemed that there were no wild vegetables.

"Huhu..." Listening to the whistling sound of the north wind outside, Yang Yaoyao looked outside the door, the snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, the wind was blowing in through the crack of the door, it was bitingly cold, she would Rubbing her hands vigorously, she thought to forget it, let's go hungry tonight, and wake up her cheap husband first.

"Gulu, Gulu..." Just like that, Yang Yaoyao finally boiled mustard herbal medicine in his hunger. Smelling the pungent smell of the herbal medicine, Yang Yaoyao really wanted to faint, but looking at the blue-faced Zhang Xi , or carry it over.

Gently put his fingers on Zhang Xi's nose, feeling that he was still breathing, Yang Yaoyao relaxed slightly, then sat on the side of the kang with a broken medicine bowl, and shook Zhang Xi vigorously, "Husband, it's time to drink the medicine. "

But no matter how Yang Yaoyao shook Zhang Xi, he just frowned, couldn't wake up at all, and his forehead was still sweating. Looking at Zhang Xi like this, Yang Yaoyao's eyes changed slightly. She knew that Zhang Xi was very sick. Seriously, if you can't drink this medicine, it may be difficult to live until tomorrow.

In fact, when she came to this world, her heart was cold. Although she lived with Zhang Xi for just five days, she got used to having such a person by her side. Now that there is no cough in the room, she feels a little uncomfortable. Habit, she thinks that in her heart she really doesn't want Zhang Xi to have trouble, and after being rescued, they can get back together, and they can live their own free lives.

Thinking of this, Yang Yaoyao blew the medicine, poured it into Zhang Xi's mouth with a broken spoon, but Zhang Xi's mouth was closed tightly, and even a little medicine could not be poured in. In this way, Yang Yaoyao was helpless now, and wanted to kick Zhang Xi to the ground with some gritted teeth, but when she thought about the time she had just transmigrated, Zhang Xi still took care of her meticulously, and she never disliked her for being lazy in the past five days. As soon as he felt guilty, he thought of a way.

Yang Yaoyao looked at Zhang Xi seriously and said, "Husband, I have no other choice. It's not that I want to take advantage of you, but just to make you drink medicine." Whether Zhang Xi could hear it or not, Yang Yaoyao said to himself.

After finishing speaking, he closed his mouth and took a big gulp of the medicine, then leaned over, put his mouth on Zhang Xi's, pried it open little by little, and began to pour the medicine juice for him. At first, Zhang Xi still kept his mouth shut tightly. , but because of Yang Yaoyao's persistence, the medicine was finally fed in.

Yang Yaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, she had tried her best, depending on his good fortune, he would have his life when he woke up, if he left like this, she had tried her best and there was no need to feel guilty.

In fact, she always felt in her heart that Zhang Xi would definitely survive. Just through the matter of feeding the medicine, she could feel that her cheap husband must not be as simple as an ordinary villager, otherwise she would not be so vigilant and fell into a coma like that. His mouth was tightly shut, and he couldn't even pry it open.

Just after drinking the medicine for a while, a lot of sweat broke out on Zhang Xi's forehead. Yang Yaoyao looked for a hand towel to wipe him, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. There was a big hole in a wooden cabinet. Yang Yaoyao went forward to rummage through it, and all she saw were her clothes, bright red and purple, which looked vulgar.

The corner of Yang Yaoyao's mouth twitched a few times, and finally picked up a piece of clothing and tore off a piece of cloth, dipped in water and wiped the sweat off Zhang Xi's forehead.

(End of this chapter)