The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 2 The landlord's family has no surplus
This injury was also beyond Uncle Bi's expectation. His dazed head immediately regained consciousness, but he did not forget to ask for "consultation money", "Si girl, you can see that this person is seriously injured. It's exhausting to make a shot. Remember to make me a few more lo-mei tonbu!"

"Understood, Third Uncle Bi, hurry up and start bone grafting, and the wound medicine should also be good. This young man is my third brother's lifesaver!"

Lu Xiaomi really didn't dare to look at the bloody wound, and while urging Uncle Bi to set the bone quickly, he looked around.

Feng Jian's face turned a little paler than before because of the wound.He suffered such a serious injury after leaving the house for only half a month. It can be said that he died before he left the school, which really annoyed him.

Lu Xiaomi happened to look over, and his expression was a little more grateful.Even though the fashion path in this time and space is uneven, and people's hearts are more simple and kind than in the previous life, but enduring the pain of a broken leg because of saving a stranger is really admirable.

Thinking of this, she threw a warm cloth towel and sat beside Feng Jian to wipe his hands and face.

"Young Master, if you don't mind, I will call you Brother Feng just like the third brother. Thank you so much for your rescue this time. Don't worry, Uncle Bi is the best bone doctor within a hundred miles of our place. Last year Brother Xiaodao in the backyard also broke his leg, he was the one who picked it up, and now Brother Xiaodao is still hunting without any delay."

Feng Jian endured the pain and sweated on his forehead, but he wanted to speak but was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would scream.At this moment, the sweat from his forehead was wiped off by a warm cloth towel, and his hands made him feel much more comfortable. His brows relaxed a little, and he looked over subconsciously.

The little girl was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with willow-leaf eyebrows, big and lively eyes, a delicate nose and small mouth, and fair skin. She was not very beautiful, but she was so busy taking care of him while talking softly. This is not in line with the gentleness of this age.

It may be that the children of poor people have long been in charge of the house, and she was assigned outside the courtyard earlier, so it is obvious that she is also in charge of the housework in the Lu family.

He was so distracted, but he felt that the pain in his leg was a little less.

Uncle Bi's hands and feet were quick, relying on the fact that the injured bone was intact and not shattered, it was much easier than imagined.

Soon, he reattached the injured bone, scrubbed it with spirits, sprinkled medicine and wrapped it with white cloth, and finally found a few wooden sticks to fix it.

"It's done, let's raise it for three days, and then I'll change the medicine. Remember to go to the city and prescribe some medicine for him, it will get better sooner."

Feng Jian breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his hands and thanked Uncle Bi.

"Excuse me, doctor."

"Don't bother," Uncle Bi smiled like a weasel with a hen in its mouth, waved his hand to signal Feng Jian that you don't need to thank him, and finally looked at Lu Xiaomi.

"Si girl, I'm waiting for your braised meat to go with the wine."

"Third Uncle calls me a dead girl again, not to mention braised meat, there is not even stewed soup!"

While complaining and protesting, Lu Xiaomi picked up the water basin and sent Uncle Bi out.

Father Lu took his son and asked Feng Jian's master and servant to rest well, and then went to the main room.

Lu Xiaomi thought that Feng Jian's master and servant must have not eaten, so he took the clay pot to the ear room to get buckwheat noodles.Passing by the main room, I happened to hear my third brother dancing and bragging with his father and elder brother how he was not afraid of life and death, and fought against a dozen bandits with the master and servant of the Feng family.

Father Lu was half-stupid in reading, and Boss Lu was honest and honest, and after listening to it, he exclaimed again and again, and was terrified.

On the contrary, Lu Xiaomi found out the fact that Lu Laosan was a burden and seriously dragged down Feng Jian's master and servant, so he felt even more guilty towards Feng Jian.

The water in the big iron pot was splashing and turning the flowers. Lu Xiaomi picked up the cut buckwheat noodles with both hands and shook them a few times, and then sprinkled them in. The booming fire soon boiled again.This time, the white water splashes rolled the light black noodles, the color was distinct, and it was strangely harmonious.

The only piece of bacon left in the Lu family fell on the beam of the stove and smoked for a long time. This time, Lu Xiaomi also picked it off cruelly, cut it into thin shreds, threw it into another small pot and stir-fried it, added shredded green onion and ginger. Scoop water, and finally pick out the half-cooked noodles, and finally add some fine salt, a few chopped green onions, and the hot soup noodles will be out of the pot.

In the house, the father and son of the Lu family had long since lost their minds about gossip. Three pairs of eyes were looking at the corner of the courtyard, where the fragrance came from...

"Put the table down, let's eat!"

"Okay!"

The eldest brother of the Lu family, who had been silent just now, grinned widely, as if he had transformed from an old cat on the kang to a fierce tiger in an instant, jumped up and ran to the cubicle, and brought out a square pine table about Zhang wide and narrow in the blink of an eye.

Even Papa Lu hastily pulled the chair under his buttocks, directly occupying the main seat.

The third son of Lu, Lu Qian, was a little surprised to see his father and elder brother like this.

So, when Lu Xiaomi brought the noodles into the house, she saw the three father and brother, like piglets waiting to be fed in the pigsty, staring longingly at the clay pot in her hand.

Lu Xiaomi was so angry that he didn't have the energy left, and he didn't care how his father and brothers divided the noodles, so he hurried back to the kitchen and took the tray to the East Wing.

In the burning warm room, Feng Jian's master and servant took off their coats, the old servant was actually reading a book, and the little boy in red was jumping up and down, as if he wanted to find out the secrets or treasures of the Lu family...

Seeing Lu Xiaomi come in, Feng Jian gave the little boy in red a cold look. The little boy rolled his eyes in disbelief, but he remained honest.

Lu Xiaomi was not angry, he was busy setting up the Kang table, removed the tray, thought about it and bowed solemnly.

"Brother Feng, thank you for saving my third brother's life. It's freezing cold today, and Brother Feng is unable to move. If you don't dislike the poverty of my family, you can recuperate at my home, okay?"

Feng Jian was so badly injured, and when he went out, he only took ten taels of silver, and there was not much left to spend on the way. Now where can he go if he is not recuperating at the Lu family?
Although the kindness of saving his life is beyond heaven, the Lu family treated his injuries and provided him with food.

But Lu Xiaomi took the initiative to keep people, because he was courteous and thoughtful.

"Miss Lu, you're being polite. We happen to have nowhere to go, so we'll have to bother you for a while longer."

Feng Jian's voice was calm, but there was nothing unusual in his expression.

Lu Xiaomi rolled his eyes casually around the room, picked another bowl of noodles for Feng Jian, and then backed out.The little boy in red didn't know what he thought of, and then he quietly opened the door and followed...

Feng Jian didn't seem to notice, and slowly picked up the noodle bowl.Light black noodles settled in the soup, brown bacon, light yellow shredded ginger, and green chopped green onion, just lying quietly in the large blue and white bowl, simple and fragrant.

After taking a mouthful of noodle soup, it is delicious and delicious, and the bitterness of traveling for many days seems to be easily dissipated with this soup...

In the main room, the father and son of the Lu family had just put down the bowls and chopsticks. When the youngest daughter came in, Father Lu hurriedly greeted him, "Girl, I left a big bowl for you, eat it quickly."

Lu Xiaomi lazily responded, picking up noodles with chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't have much appetite.

Father Lu was a little worried, so he asked, "Girl, what's the matter, did Mr. Feng say something? It's your third brother who provoked it. Let him go and take care of it later."

The youngest Lu was holding a bowl to drink noodle soup. After hearing this, he hurriedly said, "Brother Feng lost his temper? But his leg hurts? I'll be there in a while!"

Lu Xiaomi put down his chopsticks, waved his hands, and "taught" his nervous father and brothers.

"Brother Feng didn't say anything, and it was because he didn't say anything that I was worried. He was trying to save my third brother from getting injured, so it's right to heal his wounds at our house. However, today my brother will get back [-] Wen, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to grab the medicine. It’s not enough. Besides, I don’t think Brother Feng brought anything to salute. The bedding, jackets, trousers and shoes have to be added... Even, the food at home may not last until the Chinese New Year. Could it be that the big Chinese New Year, the village It's big fish and big meat, let's take the guests to drink the Northwest Wind?"

Father Lu and his two sons looked at each other and blushed a little while talking.

Boss Lu lowered his head and scratched at the seam of the table, regretting that he gave away most of the food today.

Father Lu also coughed twice in embarrassment, and responded cruelly, "Then... take my book to the pawn shop tomorrow for money?"

Lu Xiaomi didn't even have the strength to sigh this time. Speaking of which, it was the second time that Boss Lu went to sell grain.The first time, two carts of grain were sold for four taels of silver, so she went to buy two catties of fine salt, and Father Lu exchanged the four taels of silver for an ancient book.

She was so angry that she was half dead, but she couldn't beat her father to vent her anger.

But now that money is urgently needed, if you really send ancient books to pawnshops, I am afraid it will be "one hundred copper coins for one broken book".

"Father, let's keep it. I'll think of a way."

Sure enough, Father Lu immediately laughed when he heard this, "Ah, good..."

Halfway through the speech, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words, "I mean, let's think of another way."

Lu Xiaomi hastily took a few mouthfuls of noodles, and couldn't eat half a bowl of noodles left, so Boss Lu took over and cleaned them up.

The youngest Lu was afraid that his sister would blame him, so he rushed to help wash the dishes, but it was a pity that two of them were broken when he started...

Lu Xiaomi couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked her brother out, and finally brushed the pots and pans as her father and brother's clogged brain circuit...

The north wind was tight overnight, and the first snow was fluffy and frivolous. After being blown by the north wind, only one-third of the diehards were left, but the mountains and forests that had been dressed in white plain clothes showed more than half of their original appearance.

When Lu Xiaomi woke up early, he saw the gray-coated old servant take the initiative to help sweep the yard. He was very sorry. He waited to find out whether Feng Jian had a high fever last night, so he hurriedly made breakfast, and then urged Boss Lu to go to the city to get medicine.

It was fine to close the gate of the city last night, if you don't drink the medicine quickly today, Feng Jian's leg injury will be serious if he is in trouble.

Boss Lu also knew the seriousness, grabbed two corn pancakes and went to the city.

Lu Xiaomi boiled millet porridge, gathered some side dishes, cut up the corn pancakes and fried them in vegetable oil until golden, and then called Lu Laosan to send them to the East Chamber.

Just as the family was about to eat the leftover porridge, there was another knock on the courtyard door.

Xiaodao, the youngest son of the Liu family in the backyard, and a few friends smiled and asked Lu Xiaomi who opened the door, "Miss Xiaomi, where is your second brother? Old Master Feng said that it might not snow for two or three days, and we plan to go up the mountain again." Try your luck, come over and call your second brother together."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaomi gritted his teeth secretly, wishing to beat up his second brother.Since he was young, he practiced martial arts with that expert on the mountain, and disappeared for a few days from time to time, euphemistically calling him a hero.

(End of this chapter)