The slices of mutton are thin and tender, and the stew is extremely delicious. The noodles are smooth and melt in the mouth. Coupled with the hot soup sprinkled with pepper, it is so delicious that one can't wait to eat it.
The two steamed stuffed buns were sweating all over. They never ate such delicious food since they lived in rhinoceros village. How happy they are!
Qiao Wangshu is afraid of spicy, and the taste of pepper is a little choking. She takes a mouthful, whips twice, her cheeks are bulging, her face is red, and she is going to kill Qiao Weimeng. Qiao Wei had a wonderful meal.
Mutton and vermicelli soup is enough. Brother and sister don't eat it together. Qiao Wei eats the rest.
Shuanzi's father ate a bowl of dumplings, a bowl of mutton and vermicelli soup, a leek box and half a scallion cake. In the end, his stomach couldn't hold any more. Generally, he gives people sports cars regardless of food. He was ready to eat his own pancakes, but little Joe ordered such a big table for him. It's not ambiguous what the mother three eat and what he eats.
He didn't read a book and didn't know what to say, but he felt that Xiao Qiao's manner was different from that of ordinary village women. He was generous, neat, straightforward, and accounting, but he didn't care about every detail. He was a man's measure in life and work, not like the man who would do that kind of business in the rumor.
"Father Shuan, are you full?" Qiao Wei asked politely.
Shuanzi patted his round belly and said, "I'm full! I can't walk any more. "
Qiao Wei smiles: "if it's not enough, order something else."
Embolus father quickly waved his hand: "I really don't need it. If I eat it again, I'll have to fry it."
Qiao Wei see embolus father is really full, smile, said nothing more, asked the side of the son and daughter: "how about you? Would you like something else? "
The little guy shook his head. They could hardly stand up.
Qiao Wei looked at the mutton and vermicelli soup on the table: "you seem to like it very much. My mother also bought some mutton and vermicelli to stew for you."
After checking out, Qiao Wei went back to the market and bought some thick bedding and fresh meat. In fact, she wanted to buy a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but after asking the price, she balked. The paper of this dynasty is more expensive than the gold. It's really not affordable for these poor people.
In the afternoon, the party returned with a full load.
Before leaving the market, Qiao Wei bought some sugar gourds and asked her son and daughter to give them to their friends when they returned to the village. Of course, they also had a share.
The two steamed stuffed buns were very happy. They used to eat other people's food, but now it's their turn to give it. There's no need to be embarrassed any more.
The carriage swayed out of the town. Just after noon, the sky was early, and the sun was shining on the body, dispersing the chill of winter. One side of the steamed stuffed bun, full of food and drink, nestled in Qiao Wei's arms, wobbling, and gradually became sleepy. Qiao Wei opened a quilt and covered them. Their eyelids sank and they fell asleep.
Qiao Wei was also a little sleepy. She closed her eyes slightly and planned to squint for a while. Unexpectedly, after a short time, she felt that the carriage was in a hurry. She fell forward for a while. She woke up most of the time when she was sleepy. She hugged the child in her arms and said, "what's the matter, father embolus?"
Embolus father way: "front seem to have an accident son."
In order to avoid the wind, Qiao Wei sat with her horse on her back. Hearing the speech, she turned her head quickly. She saw that on the path which was not spacious enough, there was a big family carriage, surrounded by a group of servants, crying. I don't know what happened. The road was blocked by them, and father shuanzi's carriage couldn't get through.
Father shuanzi jumped to the ground and went to inquire about the situation. Those people were worried, but their attitude was excellent. They talked with father shuanzi carefully. "There's an old lady sitting in the car. She suddenly falls ill. They're going to send someone to the town to see a doctor, but the old lady's situation seems not good," he said
The ancients seldom curse themselves. If they can't say it well, it's really not optimistic.
Qiaowei put the children on the quilt: "I'll go and have a look."
Qiao Wei went to the carriage and gave a cursory glance. There were two coachmen nearby. There were six horses, each of which was tall and powerful. Compared with shuanzi's, it was just like a cloud and mud. Then look at the servants, four servant girls, four little boys, two middle-aged servants and two middle-aged male servants. They are all of good appearance and bearing. Qiao Wei had just visited the cloth shop in the morning. The most expensive material in it was Haizhou satin, which was less than half a hundred taels of silver. Even the village head's wife couldn't afford to wear it, but all these people were made of Haizhou satin.
The first one should be the maid in green Bijia. She knelt down on the outside seat and cried. The rest of the people were standing at the bottom.
Qiao Wei calmed down, looked at her and said: "this..." Auntie? madam? What was the name of a maid in ancient times? By the way, it's mom. Qiao Wei couldn't shout out, so she said, "is your old lady ill? What's the situation? "
"I don't know. The old lady is talking to me. Suddenly, her face is not right. Then, she falls down..." she said
"My father is a doctor. If you don't mind, let me have a look," Qiao Wei said
The servant looked at Qiao Wei suspiciously. Can a woman understand medicine?
In normal times, it is impossible for a maid to be near the old lady, but in case of emergency, she can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.This is indeed a luxury to the extreme carriage. As soon as Qiao Wei goes up, she feels a valuable and simple atmosphere. However, Qiao Wei doesn't look at these things, but quickly looks at the old lady. The old lady opens her eyes, but her eyes are dull, her face is pale, and her face is very painful.
Qiao Wei checked the old lady's body and surroundings: "when the old lady talks to you, she is eating?"
The servant nodded in a daze.
Qiaowei touched the old lady's neck: "something is stuck in her trachea. I need to open her trachea."
The servant woman followed Qiao Wei's hand and was shocked: "do you want to cut my old lady's throat? Are you crazy
Qiao Wei said: "she has obvious dyspnea, cold sweat, incontinence and disorientation. If she goes on like this, she will suffocate to death. If you want to save her or not, you can do it yourself. "
The servant herself saw that the old lady was dying. She knew that the little woman didn't bluff her, but the little woman's method was too dangerous. The doctor didn't dare to use a knife on the old lady. Can a country doctor do it?
"You You Are you sure? "
Qiao Wei said: "it's hard to say that surgery is risky. It's not an operating room. The risk of infection is very high. But it's a postoperative problem after all. Without surgery, she doesn't even have the chance of infection. "
There was no chance, which put out the servant's last hesitation. If the old lady has any problems, they will be responsible for them. It's very rebellious to use a knife on the old lady!