The Concubine's Frivolous Daughter: Nine Thousand Years Old with a Monster

Chapter 395 Master, you finally woke up!

Sighing softly, the peasant woman put the lid back on the pot, then drove up the purple bud that was burning beside the stove, sat down by herself, and used the tongs to poke the half-burned firewood piled up in the stove. , Hollow out the center so they burn better.

Ziya and Aunt Qingyao saw that they had nothing to do here, so they went into the back room to guard Yucixin who was still asleep.The second child was able to borrow the woodshed, and after throwing the unconscious Su Chan in and locked her up, he turned around and walked back to the yard without caring about her.

He had just returned to the courtyard, and was thinking about whether to go to other farmhouses to see how the hidden guards were settling in. When there was a rustling sound of rain, countless raindrops fell from the sky. After it drenched on his body, he put down his plans and walked towards the house.

As for the old man who had followed from the cliff, he had already entered the house at some point. He was sitting at the dilapidated square table, even in such a simple farmhouse, it was hard to hide his expression Immortal temperament.If you use modern words to explain, it is like a magic stick wherever you go.

It has been raining outside the house, and the cold wind is also blowing into the house through the gaps in the door or window, blowing the candles in the house flickering constantly, and the candles are bright or dim.

The peasant woman sat on a low stool next to the stove and added firewood to the hearth from time to time. Ziya went to the back room to look at Yu Cixin, and before she woke up, she left Aunt Qingyao to look after her while she returned to the stove. Before helping the peasant woman.The second child leaned against the door with his arms folded, his head bowed in thought, without saying a word.

"Auntie, are you the only one in your family?" Ziya is usually a lively person, but now the surroundings are so silent, she can't help frowning, and while passing firewood, she looks for something to say.

"Yes." The peasant woman nodded in response.

"What about your family?" Zi Ya tilted her head and continued to ask.

Hearing this, the peasant woman stopped adding firewood in her hands, and after a long silence, she replied, "They died, many years ago."

There was an indescribable sadness and loneliness in the peasant woman's voice, which made Ziya's heart sour. She thought the conversation was plain, but unexpectedly touched the sadness of the peasant woman.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Zi Ya said to her apologetically.

"It's okay, it's been so long, I've already seen it off." The peasant woman shook her head and said with a faint smile.

Seeing the forced smile on the peasant woman's face, Zi Ya pursed her lips and said nothing.After a few minutes, she raised her head and asked the peasant woman with some curiosity: "Auntie, may I take the liberty to ask, they mean how did your family members die?"

"How did you die?" the peasant woman repeated, then lowered her head and thought for a while, then replied sullenly: "When my husband went hunting in the forest the year before last, it happened to be raining heavily. On the way home, he passed a ravine. Accidentally slipped and fell into a ravine, hit his head on a big rock and died."

The peasant woman said, her eyes were a little wet, but she still smiled and continued: "As for my son, five years ago, when he was just crowned, he was fighting outside, and when I went to the city to buy and sell things, he went I went to the city together, and it was at that time that I heard that there was a notice for recruiting soldiers in the city. He ran to see it, and when he got home, he told me and my wife that he was going to be drafted into the army, and he was going to protect the soldiers on the battlefield. Jia Weiguo. His father and I did not agree. After all, he was the only child in the family. If he went to the battlefield and had any accidents, how would his father and I live? But this child did not listen to my father and me. That night While his father and I were asleep, he sneaked off to join the army, and never came back after that."

Having said that, she turned her face to the side, raised her hand and wiped her reddened eye sockets with her sleeve, choked up, and then said: "Later, after the war was over, the government sent people to our mountain to distribute sympathy funds. Only then did I know that my son died for the country on the battlefield, and the one who didn’t even have a bone died for the country!”

Hearing the peasant woman's words, and seeing her crying because of thinking of her husband and son, Zi Ya felt very uncomfortable for a while.She secretly blamed herself for being talkative and curious, and at the same time comforted the peasant woman.

It took about half an hour before the peasant woman calmed down. She wiped the tears off her face with her sleeve, looked at Ziya and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I couldn't bear to think of their father and son just now. live."

"Auntie, it's me who should say sorry, I started the conversation first, I didn't know it would stir up your sadness, and I didn't know you would."

"Okay, stop talking, it's all over." The peasant woman shook her head at Zi Ya, signaling her to stop talking.Then she suddenly let out an "oops", only then did she notice that the chicken soup simmering on her stove had already exuded a strong aroma.

She hastily lifted the lid of the pot, looked at the whole old hen in the pot whose bones and frames were scattered, and hurriedly used a spoon to put some soup into a bowl to taste the taste. The chicken soup was neither salty nor light. It was incomparable, and the heat was just right, so she patted her chest in relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it didn't go through the heat, the taste is just right."

As she said that, she took out a porcelain pot from the cupboard, scooped up part of the chicken soup with ginseng, wolfberry, red dates, angelica, and the boiled and broken chicken into the porcelain pot, closed the lid and pushed it into the pot. In front of Ziya, she pointed to the back room and said: "Here, the chicken soup is ready, please send it to your master quickly, this chicken soup should be drunk while it is hot."

Seeing the steaming chicken soup scooped into the porcelain pot by the peasant woman, Zi Ya quickly thanked her, and carefully carried it into the back room.Then let Aunt Qingyao, who was sitting by the bed watching, scoop it up with a small spoon, blow it cold one by one, and feed it to Yu Cixin who is still in a coma.

Yu Cixin didn't wake up from the blood loss coma until noon the next day. She moved her body, rubbed her drowsy head after sleeping for a long time, sat up from the bed, and subconsciously touched her lower abdomen. , Feeling that there was still a slight bulge there, her hanging heart finally settled down.

Afterwards, she lifted off the quilt covering her body and got out of bed to put on her shoes, and slowly looked at the room she lived in. Looking at the simple layout around her, she knew that she should be in a farmhouse. .

At this time, Zi Ya walked into the room with a cup of steaming chicken soup in her hand, and suddenly saw Yu Cixin standing in the room looking around, and said in surprise and nervousness: "Master, you finally woke up ! Are you feeling better? Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you need a doctor to show you?"

Yu Cixin shook her head at her, indicating that she was fine, and then saw Zi Ya exhale softly, and the tense expression on her face relaxed.She put the chicken soup in her hand on the low stool beside the bed, took a clean bowl, poured some soup into the bowl, and handed it to Yu Cixin, and said with a smile: "Master, come, auntie said In this chicken soup, she added a lot of wild fresh medicinal herbs in the mountains and forests, and pregnant women can nourish their bodies after drinking it. Master, you were injured yesterday and lost so much blood, so drink it while it is hot."

(End of this chapter)