Jian Shuangshuang had a dream, in which she saw fierce-looking middle-aged men and women with inexplicable anger on their faces.
They stared hard and walked towards her quickly, as if they wanted to eat her.
She wanted to deal with these people, but she saw that her body, hands and feet had shrunk.
Like a handful of dry firewood, she was stunned and her chest was broken.
Pain suddenly came over me, and my chest, forehead, and throat all felt like they had been slashed.
Cold sweat spread from her forehead to her cheeks, and suddenly a pair of warm hands touched her forehead.
Jian Shuangshuang slowly opened her eyes along with the warmth.
It was still the earthen bed, still the same thin sheet, but this time, there was no one in front of me.
There were many men and women surrounding the room, all in their thirties, and the most important thing was that they looked exactly like the "dead faces" in the dream.
Jian Shuangshuang secretly rolled her eyes.
It didn't matter if she didn't.
When she rolled her eyes, all the cells in her body were screaming, almost making her belch.
I think Jian Shuangshuang is also a police officer at the police station.
When others see her, they call her "Sister Shuang".
She is the only one who can beat others, and no one else can beat her.
That damn woman who knocked her on the head, don't let her recover.
After she recovers, she wants that damn woman to see what a thunderous wrist is.
Jane bared her teeth for a long time, and none of the people arguing around her noticed that she had woken up.
"Bah, you need to call a doctor for this stinky thing.
My mother has been vomiting all day long, and she is still gargling her mouth with salt.
Why doesn't anyone tell her to get it treated?"
Lin was still the first to speak, and she was always the first to interrupt when it came to big or small matters at home.
Especially at this time, when Mrs.
Mu was lying in her house because of nausea, she felt more and more that she could walk sideways in this house.
"The injury on her forehead is not serious, but her body bones are too weak, and her pulse is in a mess.
On the way here, I heard someone say that Ma Hou'er is angry.
I should try to keep her calm and calm in the future.
However, the injury on her forehead was not a natural one, but rather a result of being hit by something, and it was hit very hard.
It’s so hot today that it’s easy to get infected.
Remember to clean the wound every day.
Also, work as little as possible and get enough nutrition.
It is best to stay in bed for a while. " The person who spoke was Zhang Huaishu, the doctor whom Mu Dashan, the third eldest son of the Mu family, knelt outside Mr.
Mu's house all night before allowing him to come back.
After checking Jian Shuangshuang's pulse, he now told everyone about Jian Shuangshuang's condition.
“She really thinks she’s a young mistress because she needs to have some rest and nutrition.
The whole family is just waiting for her, so why not just die?"
Mrs.
Lin shouted in a high-pitched voice, and Zhang Huaishu, who was standing by, was so frightened that he almost dropped the medical bag in his hand.
When Yu Siniang next to her heard what Lin said, she glared at Lin fiercely.
"What the hell are you talking about?
Why can't our family have a rest?"
Why can't both of our families eat good food?
You haven't seen how thin she has become. " Yu Siniang kept her hand on Jian Shuangshuang's wrist, touching her little girl, which made her feel severe pain.
Zhang Huaishu didn't have time to listen to the quarrels of the old Mu family.
Before he came, there was still half a catty of roe deer meat stewed in the pot.
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It was all given by the old Lu family boy.
He was in a hurry to go back to drink the soup.
If it was too late, his mother-in-law might drink it all.
"Cure or not?"
Zhang Huaishu glanced at the people in the room.
"rule" "No cure" Two voices spoke at the same time again, but this time the targets were Yu Siniang and Lin, two women in the family.
None of the men in the family moved.
Everyone seemed to be watching.
The old man of the Mu family stood in the center of the room, wearing an old gray cloth shirt with no expression on his face.
"Dad, look, how much face has this stinky thing cost our family?"
Anyone in the village who sees our old Mu family members with their heads tucked into their waistbands will feel disgusted just by looking at them.
Now this stinky girl is going to die anyway, why should we waste that money?
This eldest brother still has to take the imperial examination, and there are still a few boys in our family who are preparing to be sent to school.
The way I see it, when this stinky girl dies, she can just throw a roll of tattered mats into the mountains.
Not to mention wasting food rations in the future, you will still die in the end. " Mrs.
Lin never considered other people's feelings when she spoke, and Yu Siniang beside her was so angry that she lost her temper.
The chest that was hit by Mrs.
Mu before was now feeling extremely stuffy.
Jian Shuangshuang wanted to tear Mrs.
Lin's mouth apart at this moment.
It was unforgivable for Niang Xipi to actually want to kill her with a broken straw mat.
Jian Shuangshuang moved her fingers and scratched her body hard, trying to scratch something out of her skin, preferably something old and dirty.
It's a pity that she can't vomit it out right now, otherwise she would feed this evil-hearted woman the filth she vomited out.
Speaking of filth, Jian Shuangshuang found that the unique sour smell in the room had gone away a lot now.
Although it still smells bad, it is not emitted from elsewhere, but from herself.
It's my mother's fault, but it's a pity that she doesn't have the memory of the original owner, otherwise she must know what hatred and resentment a child can make himself so dirty and smelly.
“Dad, please, please save Shuangshuang, and I will do more work in the future.
I've taken care of all the work at home.
You can rest at home and I'll get up early."
Mu Dashan suddenly knelt in front of the old man of the Mu family.
No matter how you say it, Mr.
Mu is the head of the family, and what he says can most importantly determine the fate of his daughter.
There is a seven to eight centimeter scar on the left side of Mu Dashan's face near his eye.
In fact, it can't be called a scar, because it was scratched by the iron plate on the plow, and it appeared last year.
When Mu Danian, the fifth eldest son of the Mu family, helped Mu Dashan pull the cows, he used a whip to whip the cows that had calves.
The cow went crazy and ran away with joy, injuring Mu Dashan who was holding the plow.
There was a lot of blood at that time, and Mrs.
Mu died without a word of treatment.
Mu Dashan just endured it without asking for a doctor.
But his daughter is different from him.
He himself is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so it doesn't matter if he gets through it.
If my daughter is not cured, she will really die.
Mr.
Mu looked at Lao San kneeling on the ground, especially the irregular scar like a centipede.
His lips moved, and just as he was about to speak, Mrs.
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Mu suddenly kicked open the door to the third son's house.
"Hey, why are there so many people around here?
They are all full and exhausted.
They don't want to go to the fields to work.
They want to eat the old woman, right?"
Old Mrs.
Mu put her hands on her waist and cursed the entire family.
"Mom, let me tell you.
My third brother and third sister-in-law are going to treat that smelly thing.
You still don't believe it."
Mu Danian, the fifth eldest son of the Mu family, approached Mrs.
Mu like a dog and started to complain.
"Hmph, Old Five, you have done something good today.
I will boil an egg for you tonight
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