A kind smile, pity-loving eyes, and family members are surrounded and caring. You must be sick to get these things
Yuan Wanran stood on tiptoe and poured the brown sugar water from the pot into the pot on the pot. The soup was steaming hot mist, and the unique sweet aroma of brown sugar was radiated.
A whole poached egg lies at the bottom of the bowl, soaked in a dark brown semi-clear sweet soup. The egg yolk is round and full, the surrounding egg white is white and tender, and the skirt is generally wide and spread out.
She gulped in her throat and swallowed her saliva
A female call came from the dormitory, Erya, are you laying eggs in the stove? Is the soup ready?
Yuan Wanran was shocked and replied: Come on
In a hurry, she forgot to use cloth to cushion her hands and held up the pottery bowl with her naked hands.
The soup was hot and quickly roasted over the pottery bowl. Her hands were hot but she didn't dare to loosen a little, nor did she dare to walk fast, for fear of sprinkling some sugar water was wasted, so she had to grit her teeth and endure the heat and pain in her palms. She put the bowl on a wooden tray on the table and hurriedly brought it into the bedroom
No matter how stupid a person is, everything is difficult, and everything is slow. Aunt Yuan sat on the edge of the kang, without even looking at Yuan Wanran, took the tray and said casually
Yuan Wanran shrank her shoulders. Every time she was disliked by her mother, she felt that she was really bad.
Aunt Yuan put the tray on the kang and said to the kang: Ah, the sugar water is here, drink it, your illness will be cured
Yes, get up and drink
On the stool beside the kang, the head of the family, Yuan Dalang, crossed his legs and held the tobacco pipe to vaguely urged him. After drinking, you are at home to recuperate. Your mother and your sister are so at ease.
No hurry, the sugar water will be ready to burn the child, so I will blow it cool first. Aunt Yuan scooped up a spoonful of sugar water and put it in front of her mouth to blow air
Yuan Wanran vented her breath on her hands to relieve pain in her palms, while her brother Yuan Zhiyong lay on the kang and did not move the wind, facing the inner wall directly
It's brown sugar boiled eggs again? Yuan Zhiyong asked
Aunt Yuan said: It's Ah
Yuan Zhiyong said dejectedly: I've eaten the trunk
At least get in some
Don't eat
How can the body eat when you are sick and hungry? Otherwise, what do you want to eat?
Yuan Zhiyong's words came with some spirit, chicken soup
Alas, this... Aunt Yuan glanced at her husband
Hara Dalang moved the cigarette pipe out of his mouth and sneered: Your mother is sick, it's all right to fill a few bowls of hot water. If you have brown sugar water, you should be happy secretly.
Aunt Yuan laughs with her, baby's father, please calm down, the child is sick
Isn't it a disease? It's so greedy
Yuan Zhiyong taught his father to sarcasm and kept silent. Yuan Lao Madam advised him to eat soup again and again, but he didn't respond.
Yuan Dalang snorted and said: Erya, you have eaten this bowl of brown sugar water
Yuan Wanran stood still. Whenever her brother felt despised the lack of things, her father would tell her to enjoy it, and her brother...
Why should she touch my food? Yuan Zhiyong turned over and sat up
Yuan Dalang said: Who taught you not to eat? Erya, eat, eat openly
Yuan Zhiyong picked up the pottery bowl and leaned to his mouth. He didn't expect the pottery bowl to be hot, so he picked up the bowl and asked to put it back on the kang quickly and sprinkle some sugar water.
Oh, but Pity saw it, Aunt Yuan hurriedly held her son's hand and blew it frequently
It's so good to be sick. Yuan Wanran sighed secretly. She had been blowing her hands for a long time, but no one noticed it.
If she could get sick, her parents would look at her right...
After a while, Aunt Yuan glanced at Yuan Wanran from the corner of her eyes, her eyebrows slightly closed, and her brain was covered with wood. The eldest brother burned his hands. If you are a sister, you should take water to let him cool down.
Yuan Wanran quickly fetched water from the stove, and before turning back into the room, he heard Yuan Dalang say: ...If you pick the best, you will be able to give your sister food one day, and you and your sister should change each other. She never nods a headache, a fever, and a sad voice.
Yuan Wanran smiled silently. The food toys my father gave her could not keep up with the amount of her brother. However, there were many verbal praises compared to her mother who only had her brother in her eyes. My father really felt sorry for her.
Yuan Zhiyong curled his lips, she didn't dare to stay alone when it was dark, fearing ghosts and death
Girls are timid at home, she works hard, you should learn
No matter how hard she is, can she pass on the incense to the Lao Yuan family like me?
...Boy, you said you didn't go to school when you were sick, and you were so excited to eat food and drink. After eating candy water, you got back to school.
Yuan Zhiyong has a bitter face, Dad, I'm sick
When did you get sick, it would be better if you have something delicious and good to drink? Humph, I even made up the chicken soup. I have a few chickens at home, so I can eat them if I am sick?
Later, Yuan Zhiyong finally got chicken acne after eating the chicken soup he had dreams
At that time, a child in the village had just lost chickenpox. The Yuan couple rushed to ask the doctor to go to the clinic for treatment. Yuan Zhiyong's illness was actually still stable. When he got to the doctor's mouth, he added five points, and Yuan Zhiyong complained to the sky. The Yuan couple was like a frightened bird, taking medicine without hesitation and worshiping Buddha
During those days, what Yuan Zhiyong wanted to eat, his family immediately prepared. When Yuan Dalang came back from the field every day, he entered the room and looked at his son like a gust of wind.
Yuan Zhiyong was itchy and wanted to scratch it. Aunt Yuan was afraid that her son would leave scars, so she stood by the bed and stared at him. Yuan Zhiyong was sore and cried, so she comforted her every way.
Yuan Wanran knew that being sick would have to suffer, and she would also bother her family. However, when she witnessed her brother being carefully cared for by her parents, she still couldn't help but hope that she would get sick too.
Seven or eight days later, Yuan Zhiyong finally got ready
For his illness, the Yuan family was treated with medical treatment and asked the gods for divination. He spent a lot of money. Yuan Dalang and his wife felt sorry for their efforts to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. They negotiated with an old widow in the village and asked Yuan Wanran to go to her house to do miscellaneous work every day.
Since then, Yuan Wanran got up early and went to the field with her parents. In the afternoon, she went to the old widow's house to work, and was so busy that she was not touching the floor every day.
The child has limited physical strength. Although at night, she slept until dawn when she touched the pillow, she still couldn't sleep enough. She worked harder than she worked day by day.
Half a month passed, one day, Wanran got up, obviously tired and fever
Am I sick? She repeatedly pressed her hand on her forehead to test it. It was indeed unusually hot, so she told her mother.
Aunt Yuan stretched out her hand, brushed her fingertips across her forehead, and then took it back with Qingting. She turned around and carried the hoe.
Where is the fever? The family’s money is tight, don’t pretend to be sick and avoid being lazy
Hara Dalang kept urging outside the house, but Hara Wanran couldn't go down to the field.
Every moment that day, she had more headaches and discomfort. She once tried to tell her father, but before she could speak, Yuan Dalang smiled and said: Erya is the most obedient, she works hard
Dad is praising me, Yuan Wanran thought, I'll bear it and rest when I get home tonight
In the afternoon, she carried a basket to go up the mountain to pick pig grass for the old widow, and was cutting vegetables on the hillside. Suddenly, she was dizzy and turned black and she didn't remember anything.
When she woke up, her headache was split and she was getting even more feverish. Looking around, she was already at home
There was a sound of talking at the door, and it was a medicinal farmer in the village. Fortunately, I was picking herbs by. If no one noticed it, the child was alone on the mountain at night, and I was afraid that the wild dog would not be taught to eat it?
The couple of Yuan Dalang thanked him repeatedly, thank you very much, I carried her back from afar. I'll accept these eggs.
I would like to say something too much: if the child is young, he is too tired, be careful of the root cause of the disease, such as not growing big in the future...
Yuan Wanran recalled her previous relationship from the adult conversation. She was exhausted when she beat pig grass and fainted.
She forgot that she was discomfort and thought with a smile, "I'm sick, I'm so sick that I fainted. My mother will never misunderstand that I'm pretending to be sick and avoiding being lazy."
After a while, her mother's foot sounded back to the bedroom from the door. Yuan Wanran sat on the bed, holding her breath and waiting.
At that time, the sun set, the farmhouse was short and the house was dark, and her fear of darkness was filled with joy.
After waiting for so long, it was finally my turn to get sick. Her heart was pounding, and she opened her eyes wide to see her mother's expression, her kind smile, and her pity-loving eyes...
Slap Mother was black and slapped her young shoulder. She was weak and soft. After this slap, she fell on the bed.
Yuan Wanran stood on tiptoe and poured the brown sugar water from the pot into the pot on the pot. The soup was steaming hot mist, and the unique sweet aroma of brown sugar was radiated.
A whole poached egg lies at the bottom of the bowl, soaked in a dark brown semi-clear sweet soup. The egg yolk is round and full, the surrounding egg white is white and tender, and the skirt is generally wide and spread out.
She gulped in her throat and swallowed her saliva
A female call came from the dormitory, Erya, are you laying eggs in the stove? Is the soup ready?
Yuan Wanran was shocked and replied: Come on
In a hurry, she forgot to use cloth to cushion her hands and held up the pottery bowl with her naked hands.
The soup was hot and quickly roasted over the pottery bowl. Her hands were hot but she didn't dare to loosen a little, nor did she dare to walk fast, for fear of sprinkling some sugar water was wasted, so she had to grit her teeth and endure the heat and pain in her palms. She put the bowl on a wooden tray on the table and hurriedly brought it into the bedroom
No matter how stupid a person is, everything is difficult, and everything is slow. Aunt Yuan sat on the edge of the kang, without even looking at Yuan Wanran, took the tray and said casually
Yuan Wanran shrank her shoulders. Every time she was disliked by her mother, she felt that she was really bad.
Aunt Yuan put the tray on the kang and said to the kang: Ah, the sugar water is here, drink it, your illness will be cured
Yes, get up and drink
On the stool beside the kang, the head of the family, Yuan Dalang, crossed his legs and held the tobacco pipe to vaguely urged him. After drinking, you are at home to recuperate. Your mother and your sister are so at ease.
No hurry, the sugar water will be ready to burn the child, so I will blow it cool first. Aunt Yuan scooped up a spoonful of sugar water and put it in front of her mouth to blow air
Yuan Wanran vented her breath on her hands to relieve pain in her palms, while her brother Yuan Zhiyong lay on the kang and did not move the wind, facing the inner wall directly
It's brown sugar boiled eggs again? Yuan Zhiyong asked
Aunt Yuan said: It's Ah
Yuan Zhiyong said dejectedly: I've eaten the trunk
At least get in some
Don't eat
How can the body eat when you are sick and hungry? Otherwise, what do you want to eat?
Yuan Zhiyong's words came with some spirit, chicken soup
Alas, this... Aunt Yuan glanced at her husband
Hara Dalang moved the cigarette pipe out of his mouth and sneered: Your mother is sick, it's all right to fill a few bowls of hot water. If you have brown sugar water, you should be happy secretly.
Aunt Yuan laughs with her, baby's father, please calm down, the child is sick
Isn't it a disease? It's so greedy
Yuan Zhiyong taught his father to sarcasm and kept silent. Yuan Lao Madam advised him to eat soup again and again, but he didn't respond.
Yuan Dalang snorted and said: Erya, you have eaten this bowl of brown sugar water
Yuan Wanran stood still. Whenever her brother felt despised the lack of things, her father would tell her to enjoy it, and her brother...
Why should she touch my food? Yuan Zhiyong turned over and sat up
Yuan Dalang said: Who taught you not to eat? Erya, eat, eat openly
Yuan Zhiyong picked up the pottery bowl and leaned to his mouth. He didn't expect the pottery bowl to be hot, so he picked up the bowl and asked to put it back on the kang quickly and sprinkle some sugar water.
Oh, but Pity saw it, Aunt Yuan hurriedly held her son's hand and blew it frequently
It's so good to be sick. Yuan Wanran sighed secretly. She had been blowing her hands for a long time, but no one noticed it.
If she could get sick, her parents would look at her right...
After a while, Aunt Yuan glanced at Yuan Wanran from the corner of her eyes, her eyebrows slightly closed, and her brain was covered with wood. The eldest brother burned his hands. If you are a sister, you should take water to let him cool down.
Yuan Wanran quickly fetched water from the stove, and before turning back into the room, he heard Yuan Dalang say: ...If you pick the best, you will be able to give your sister food one day, and you and your sister should change each other. She never nods a headache, a fever, and a sad voice.
Yuan Wanran smiled silently. The food toys my father gave her could not keep up with the amount of her brother. However, there were many verbal praises compared to her mother who only had her brother in her eyes. My father really felt sorry for her.
Yuan Zhiyong curled his lips, she didn't dare to stay alone when it was dark, fearing ghosts and death
Girls are timid at home, she works hard, you should learn
No matter how hard she is, can she pass on the incense to the Lao Yuan family like me?
...Boy, you said you didn't go to school when you were sick, and you were so excited to eat food and drink. After eating candy water, you got back to school.
Yuan Zhiyong has a bitter face, Dad, I'm sick
When did you get sick, it would be better if you have something delicious and good to drink? Humph, I even made up the chicken soup. I have a few chickens at home, so I can eat them if I am sick?
Later, Yuan Zhiyong finally got chicken acne after eating the chicken soup he had dreams
At that time, a child in the village had just lost chickenpox. The Yuan couple rushed to ask the doctor to go to the clinic for treatment. Yuan Zhiyong's illness was actually still stable. When he got to the doctor's mouth, he added five points, and Yuan Zhiyong complained to the sky. The Yuan couple was like a frightened bird, taking medicine without hesitation and worshiping Buddha
During those days, what Yuan Zhiyong wanted to eat, his family immediately prepared. When Yuan Dalang came back from the field every day, he entered the room and looked at his son like a gust of wind.
Yuan Zhiyong was itchy and wanted to scratch it. Aunt Yuan was afraid that her son would leave scars, so she stood by the bed and stared at him. Yuan Zhiyong was sore and cried, so she comforted her every way.
Yuan Wanran knew that being sick would have to suffer, and she would also bother her family. However, when she witnessed her brother being carefully cared for by her parents, she still couldn't help but hope that she would get sick too.
Seven or eight days later, Yuan Zhiyong finally got ready
For his illness, the Yuan family was treated with medical treatment and asked the gods for divination. He spent a lot of money. Yuan Dalang and his wife felt sorry for their efforts to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. They negotiated with an old widow in the village and asked Yuan Wanran to go to her house to do miscellaneous work every day.
Since then, Yuan Wanran got up early and went to the field with her parents. In the afternoon, she went to the old widow's house to work, and was so busy that she was not touching the floor every day.
The child has limited physical strength. Although at night, she slept until dawn when she touched the pillow, she still couldn't sleep enough. She worked harder than she worked day by day.
Half a month passed, one day, Wanran got up, obviously tired and fever
Am I sick? She repeatedly pressed her hand on her forehead to test it. It was indeed unusually hot, so she told her mother.
Aunt Yuan stretched out her hand, brushed her fingertips across her forehead, and then took it back with Qingting. She turned around and carried the hoe.
Where is the fever? The family’s money is tight, don’t pretend to be sick and avoid being lazy
Hara Dalang kept urging outside the house, but Hara Wanran couldn't go down to the field.
Every moment that day, she had more headaches and discomfort. She once tried to tell her father, but before she could speak, Yuan Dalang smiled and said: Erya is the most obedient, she works hard
Dad is praising me, Yuan Wanran thought, I'll bear it and rest when I get home tonight
In the afternoon, she carried a basket to go up the mountain to pick pig grass for the old widow, and was cutting vegetables on the hillside. Suddenly, she was dizzy and turned black and she didn't remember anything.
When she woke up, her headache was split and she was getting even more feverish. Looking around, she was already at home
There was a sound of talking at the door, and it was a medicinal farmer in the village. Fortunately, I was picking herbs by. If no one noticed it, the child was alone on the mountain at night, and I was afraid that the wild dog would not be taught to eat it?
The couple of Yuan Dalang thanked him repeatedly, thank you very much, I carried her back from afar. I'll accept these eggs.
I would like to say something too much: if the child is young, he is too tired, be careful of the root cause of the disease, such as not growing big in the future...
Yuan Wanran recalled her previous relationship from the adult conversation. She was exhausted when she beat pig grass and fainted.
She forgot that she was discomfort and thought with a smile, "I'm sick, I'm so sick that I fainted. My mother will never misunderstand that I'm pretending to be sick and avoiding being lazy."
After a while, her mother's foot sounded back to the bedroom from the door. Yuan Wanran sat on the bed, holding her breath and waiting.
At that time, the sun set, the farmhouse was short and the house was dark, and her fear of darkness was filled with joy.
After waiting for so long, it was finally my turn to get sick. Her heart was pounding, and she opened her eyes wide to see her mother's expression, her kind smile, and her pity-loving eyes...
Slap Mother was black and slapped her young shoulder. She was weak and soft. After this slap, she fell on the bed.
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