Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 4 Wowotou is harder than a stone

Chapter 4 Wowotou is harder than a stone

Originally, this grass temple was very dilapidated, and after living in it for so many years, it was even more dilapidated, with sloping house pillars, a roof that could not shelter from the wind and rain, half of the doors and windows had collapsed, and the ground was full of potholes.

The grass temple is not big, it was separated into three rooms by Zhong's wooden planks. The outermost one is the kitchen, and the warmest one in the middle is Yan Xiaosi's room. The next door to Yan Xiaosi's room is Zhong's. The mother and daughter's room, the mother and daughter huddled together in a small room, the toilet was outside, and Zhong's was surrounded by wooden boards.

Yan Xiaosi took his eyes back, and felt a little mourning in his heart.

This crossing is really a gain and a loss.

She dares to say that the slums in Africa are better than here.

"Mother, here comes the water."

Yan Shuxue walked in with a basin of cold water.

Mrs. Zhong asked her to put the basin at Yan Xiaosi's feet, and Yan Shuqin handed Mrs. Zhong the rag for washing her face.

There is a family of five people, and this is the face mask that has been used for two years. The mask has been washed white and has been patched in several places.

Mrs. Zhong took the handkerchief, dipped it in the water basin, wringed it dry, and folded it and put it on Yan Xiaosi's face.

With the cold handkerchief pressed against her face, Yan Xiaosi felt that the burning pain on her face was relieved.

Zhong Shi patiently applied it to him for a long time, and said, "After applying it for a while, the swelling has subsided a lot, but I don't know when these bruises will heal and whether they will leave scars."

Zhong Shi looked at Yan Xiaosi with a worried look on his face.

Although she raised Xiao Si as a son, in the end, Xiao Si is a girl, and the girl eats with one face. If it is destroyed, it will be troublesome.

Yan Xiaosi didn't care about the bruises on her face.

She is a doctor and knows that the bruises on her face will disappear in a few days.

"Mom, let's eat, then let the bruises stay for a few more days, it's still useful."

Zhong Shi didn't understand the meaning of her words, and when she heard her cry of hunger, she asked Yan Shuxue to take the water basin away and play with the tableware and chopsticks.

Afraid that the food would be cold, Mrs. Zhong returned the previously prepared wowatou and wild vegetable soup to the pot to warm it up. After placing five sets of tableware on the table, she turned around and went to the earthen stove, and lifted the wooden pot lid off. , took out a bowl of wild vegetable soup from the big iron pot, and walked back to the table to put the things on it.

A family of five sat around a tattered wooden table, a stool made of wooden stakes sat under his butt, and the rice bowl on the table was also made of wood. Yan Xiaosi held a wooden bowl in his hand. , feel a little rough.

There are only four in Wowotou, but there are five people in the family.

The three sisters Yan Shuqin kept eating the bowl of wild vegetables.

Mrs. Zhong took one of the nests and handed them to Yan Xiaosi's bowl: "Eat it quickly, this thick noodle nest is rough and hard, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Qin'er, Xue'er, Yun'er, hurry up and eat."

Mrs. Zhong divided the remaining three thick-faced wowotou among the three sisters Yan Shuqin.

Yan Xiaosi picked up the thick noodles in the wooden bowl, which was almost like a stone.

She broke it with all her might, but she couldn't break it, so she had to break it hard and handed half of it to Mrs. Zhong: "Mother, I'll give you half of it, I caught a loach just now at the Yantang. , grilled and eaten."

Yan Xiaosi often went to the weir pond outside the village to catch loach and roast it, and Mr. Zhong believed it.

"Cough cough."

(End of this chapter)