The best farmhouse

Chapter 62 Healing
Uncle Zhao couldn't bear it, the bed sores on Zhao Bingnong's body were already the most serious.

In addition to Zhao Bingnong's current physical condition and age, even if all the carrion is cleaned up, it is still unknown whether it will be better.

"Channiang, cleaning up the carrion is a bit painful, you can ask your grandpa if he would like to clean it up."

Uncle Zhao also felt uncomfortable. He was about the same age as Zhao Bingnong, and he was still a playmate who grew up together. Now seeing Zhao Bingnong like this makes him feel very sad.

How could Zhao Canniang not know these things.

Kneeling down, Zhao Canniang asked Zhao Bingnong in a low voice: "Grandpa, did you hear what Uncle Zhao said? Can you hold on, as long as Uncle Zhao cleans up the rotten flesh on your body, you will be fine with the medicine at that time." , Grandpa, would you like to clean up?"

Now Zhao Bingnong just feels uncomfortable on his back, a little itchy and a little painful, but he can't move his hands, so he can only bear it.

For Zhao Bingnong, enduring pain is no longer a problem.

Knowing in her heart that Zhao Canniang is also filial, she said, "Zhao Fugui, please help me clean it up. I would rather die than live. Now that I have such a filial granddaughter, I want to live for two more years. As long as Canniang doesn't despise me as an annoying person." .”

Hearing Zhao Bingnong's brisk tone, Zhao Canniang was also relieved.

"Grandpa, don't say that. Since I picked you up, I definitely won't do things that are inferior to pigs and dogs. Grandpa Zhao, do it!"

Seeing that both of them agreed, Uncle Zhao asked Shunzi to bring the medicine box over, and then began to clean up the carrion on Zhao Bingnong's body.

Shunzi also took a cloth ball and bit Zhao Bingnong's mouth.

That kind of pain, how could it be unclear.

Although Uncle Zhao was very old, he moved very quickly. The rotten flesh on Zhao Bingnong's body was separated bit by bit by Uncle Zhao with tweezers.

Zhao Canniang had never seen bed sores cleaned before, but it is certain that such a method is absolutely impossible to use in modern times, how can I say it!Uncle Zhao used the tweezers to pick up the carrion with great precision and speed, and his movements were extremely skillful, but it was a little painful, and sweat dripped from Zhao Bingnong's forehead.

Zhao Canniang couldn't bear to continue watching, and quietly left the room.

Standing outside, breathing the fresh air, but feeling uncomfortable in her heart, she didn't have parents before, let alone grandparents, but she longed for the warmth of home. The first lesson the director of the orphanage taught them was to be grateful .

But Zhao Canniang felt disgusted by what the Yue family and the Chu family did.

A quarter of an hour later, Uncle Zhao came out, looked at Zhao Canniang with a tired face, and then said: "Your grandfather has too much carrion. Considering his body, I can only roughly clean it up, but you can also clean it up." Don't worry, I have the ancestral medicine for golden sores, which is very good for wound healing, but I will take two or three more medicines, and I will come to give him medicine every day in the future."

Zhao Canniang was grateful in her heart, as long as it can be good, even if it costs more money, it doesn't matter.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhao, how much is the money?" Zhao Canniang knew that Grandpa Zhao also wanted to support his family.

Uncle Zhao thought for a while and said, "Hey! This golden sore medicine has two ingredients, which are quite expensive, and I only charge you a little money. You can give me [-] Wen, and I will give you [-] Wen each time!"

This is already the lowest price for Uncle Zhao. After all, he can't get many medicines by himself, so he needs to go to the pharmacy to buy them.

At this price, Zhao Canniang also knew that Uncle Zhao didn't want much.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!" Zhao Canniang kept this kindness in her heart.

After giving the money, Uncle Zhao left.

Zhao Canniang was so busy until now that she remembered that she hadn't eaten yet, and seeing that the sun was about to set, she entered the house.

Zhao Bingnong has been turned over, after all, it is uncomfortable to lie on his stomach all the time.

"Grandpa, how do you feel?" Zhao Canniang asked in a low voice while standing by the bed and looking at Zhao Bingnong.

Zhao Bingnong smiled slightly, his face full of kindness.

"Grandpa has nothing to do, and it's not easy for your family. You spent a lot of money this time!" Zhao Bingnong didn't know Zhao Canniang's situation, but just stayed there. He really would rather die than live.

Zhao Canniang shook her head, and then said: "It didn't cost much! My brother wants to work at the Tianxiang Restaurant in the city, and he earns two hundred Wen a month! My mother and I can also earn money, so we can get by. Grandpa, don't worry. .”

Zhao Canniang was kind to Zhao Bingnong because she couldn't bear the suffering of this old man.

"Grandpa, I'm going home to prepare meals, and mother is still waiting for my reply. You wait for me, and I will come over in less than half an hour at most."

Zhao Bingnong nodded: "Chan Niang, go and do your work, don't worry about me." Zhao Bingnong took a deep breath of fresh air as he spoke.

In the room over there, he had breathed the turbid air for two years, and now he breathed this fresh air, and he always felt comfortable all over his body.

Zhao Canniang was walking on the road, but she was thinking about the next thing in her heart.

Undoubtedly, what the family needs now is money, but for this money, Zhao Canniang is helpless, and the matter of money can only come slowly.

Thinking of Chen Zhongqiu, the son of the Chen family whom he met only during the day, he was so generous, and the family only had a dozen or so taels of silver now, and he didn't know when he would be able to save enough money to repair the house.

Back at Yadong, Mrs. Qin had already prepared meals and was looking anxiously into the woods.

Seeing that Zhao Canniang came from another path, Qin was overjoyed and immediately stepped forward: "How is Canniang?"

Qin was very worried that this matter would not be successful.

With a smile on her face, Zhao Canniang said: "Mother, please rest assured, the matter has been settled. Grandpa has been placed in the shack of Uncle Zhao Dafu's house, which is at the fish pond. Mother, we must treat him well in the future. Grandpa!" Zhao Canniang actually had the urge to cry because she couldn't stand it.

Mrs. Qin stretched out her hand to touch Zhao Canniang's head, and said softly: "Yes! Mother listened to Canniang, and will treat your grandfather well in the future. Is your grandfather's quilt enough? There must be no food! I Cooked rice porridge."

In order to prevent things from succeeding, Mrs. Qin cooked the rice porridge early. Mrs. Qin bought this rice because she felt sorry for Zhao Canniang, so she bought a pound of it back.

Zhao Canniang was overjoyed, and said, "Mother, I'll take the meal to Grandpa. I'll talk about anything when I come back."

Zhao Canniang walked directly to the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, and looked at the gruel in the pot. Qin's heart ached for the child. Although it was gruel, it was very thick. Smelling the familiar aroma of rice, Zhao Canniang just Feeling extremely happy, she hasn't eaten rice for a long time?

You must know that she used to like rice the most, and she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't eat it for a day, but after traveling here, let alone rice, she couldn't get enough of corn mush.

(End of this chapter)