Chapter 17

"Si ya, it's time to get up and take medicine." Deng Jingu pushed her gently.

Seeing that her eyebrows were tied, she said, "don't feel bitter about the medicine. You can get rid of the fever after taking it. You'll get better, but do you feel dizzy?"

Deng Jingu's voice was like a buzzing fly, which made her have more headache.

Lin Anxin looked at the top of the account and said how she felt that the top of the account was turning around.

Is it true that she has a fever? She reaches out her right hand and touches her forehead. Er, she finds that she can't find out whether her forehead is hot or not.

"Come on, get up quickly and take the medicine. I'll cook some white rice porridge for you secretly later."

Deng Jingu's mind is very simple. Lin Anxin is his own family. He should treat her better.

Lin Anxin wanted to say thank you, but he just moved his mouth slightly, and the words turned into other words: "how's your father?"

"Well, I've asked the doctor to look at it. If my leg is seriously injured, I can't be a peddler any more." Deng Jingu helped her up and put the warm medicine bowl in her hand.

Is that lame? Lin Anxin blinked.

"Doctor? Didn't you send it to Guo Lang's home? " Lin Anxin knew from his memory that there was only one doctor near here, and the only one in the town was an old doctor. However, the old doctor's medical skills were the best in the whole town, and he never went out to see a doctor on weekdays.

"Well, my father was sent to Dr. Guo's home. However, this doctor is not the cowherd old doctor in our town. He came to visit friends from the other side of Fucheng. It's said that this doctor is very interested and specializes in treating traumatic injuries."

Lin Anxin nodded and understood that the doctor from Fucheng was a professional orthopedic doctor.

"Your father should be lucky to meet such a good doctor."

Deng Jingu nods and tells Lin Anxin what happened in the afternoon.

It turned out that this afternoon, Deng Jingu came back to call Ji Chunhua for money, and then hurried to Guo Langzhong's house. When he arrived at the entrance of Huaishu village, he saw a lot of people around Guo Langzhong's house. One of them stretched their necks and looked inside. Now and then they smacked their mouths and talked about it. Most of them were evildoers. If God didn't have eyes, most of them sympathized with the Deng family.

Of course, there are those who don't know the Deng family, and they have to gloat again. Such people are in a bad mood. Other people's families are in bad luck, as if their family had a big bargain.

"Oh, look, the fierce lady of the Deng family is here."

Ji Chunhua is a hot tempered and can't help but offend people in the village.

Some of them have relatives in Shangtang village. Naturally, they know that she is not easy to provoke.

When Deng Jingu heard those old women speak ill of their mother, his handsome face became more and more black.

Ji Chunhua has a bad temper, but she is devoted to her children. Deng Jingu naturally can't tolerate others to gossip about his mother.

Clenched the fist, wants to rush up the theory.

Ji Chunhua held out her hand and said, "the tongue grows on people. Can you manage this or that? You can stop three or five people with only one hand, but you can't stop a thousand mouths. "

"Take me to see your father quickly."

Ji Chunhua, who is so anxious, has no fighting spirit now. She doesn't look at those smelly girls who challenge her.

Deng Jingu followed Ji Chunhua and walked in a way out of the crowd.

Ji Chunhua doesn't care if the mud splashes on her body. She rushes into the hall of Guo Langzhong's house. There is a temporary bed with a simple wooden door in the hall.

There was a man who had been fished out of the mud. Guo Lang Zhong was taking a handkerchief to clean Deng Dalang's wound. A wooden basin was placed on a stool beside him, with black water in it. The handkerchief in his hand was dyed bright red by wiping the wound.

Red as gorgeous, red as dazzling.

"Dalao, Wuwu, the driver of the carriage is really dying. God, you are blind. Why don't you let Lei chop that wicked thing to death? Why do you let a good man like my Dalao suffer this disaster? Wuwu, Dalao, if you have a weakness, how can you leave my mother and son? How can you tell us how to live?"

Ji Chunhua is a typical country woman. Even if she is crying, she can also cry out a cadence, a zigzag and eighteen crooked, and even cry so that the onlookers' eyes become red.

"Alas, the world is getting worse now. I'm afraid the pillar of the Deng family is useless. Alas, it's a crime."

"No, I heard it was knocked down by a carriage. The horse was frightened and its hoof fell on his right calf."

"Poor thing, if it didn't rain, the road would be easy to walk, and it would not be blown down by the carriage, nor would it be hurt, nor would it fall into the water because of avoiding the horses."

"Well, who is to blame? If he was not greedy for a few pennies, how could this happen?"

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Deng Jingu stood on the steps at a loss, listening to these people's comments, his two fists were almost pinched out.

"Mother!"

He called Ji Chunhua heavily, calling Ji Chunhua who lost his mind to be steady."Let's not get in the way of doctor Guo."

After thinking about it, he said, "mother, what dry clothes did you bring for my father?"

Before he went home to call Ji Chunhua, Guo told him to bring clean clothes for Deng Dalang.

I'm also afraid that his leg injury has not been treated yet, and he will have a new disease.

Ji Chunhua shivered and handed him a small burden from her arms.

After Deng Jin took over the drum, he asked Mrs. Guo for a basin. After boiling some warm water, he took it to wash Deng Dalang's hair. Then he asked someone to help him change his clothes and dry his hair.

So busy down, Guo Lang side has given Deng Dalang wound treatment, and on the hemostatic drugs.

"Dalao's blood has been cured for the time being. It's just to heal his wounds. I'm afraid I have to go to the county."

"What, you have to go to the county? Doctor Guo, I brought the medicine money. " Ji Chunhua's heart is more and more bottomless after hearing this. She doesn't have much money at home. When she goes to the county, she doesn't know if she has enough money on hand.

Doctor Guo waved his hand. He was busy just now, and he was getting older, so he couldn't bear it.

He said to Ji Chunhua, "I can cure a minor injury or illness here. I've just seen a leg injury like Dalao's. all the bones are cracked. At least I have to go to the county town to cure it. That is to say, it's cured. Alas Fortunately, your golden drum is now able to support your family. "

The rest of the words, Guo Lang did not say clearly, but Ji Chunhua and Deng Jingu's heart a Deng, this word means that Deng Dalang's leg is useless.

"Blind dog's eye, why do you have such a thing to do? The coachman who has harmed my Dalao should go to hell. He will never be able to live beyond his life. If you don't report such a serious crime to him, you will also report it to his descendants. Wuwu, why is my mother so unlucky..."

Ji Chunhua even scolded, but also no object to vent, scolding scolding sitting on the door sill, crying out of breath.

Deng Jingu seems to have grown up and matured. Even though his eyes are red and his heart is very worried about Deng Dalang, he still can't resist being wronged outside as he used to be. He just runs back to cry with his parents.

"Mother!"

"Jin Gu, how can we live in the future! The one who has been killed by a thousand swords will not be killed by a carriage when he goes out. "

Guo Lang Zhong had a headache when he saw him there. Mrs. Guo couldn't take a look at him and urged Deng Jingu: "you'd better hurry to find a bullock cart and ask for one with a shed. It's raining in the heavy rain. Don't go to the county town, people will Your mother is flustered. She doesn't have an idea for a while. The old lady sees that you are a good child. Go and find a bullock cart, and then find some men to help send them to the county. "

When she said this, she didn't know what she thought of. Her eyes flashed and she said frankly: "there are many people, and we are not afraid of being bullied."

All those people in the county town have a high eye and look down on the people in the countryside most. They are poor people, who can also have the idea of trampling on the countrymen.

Deng Jingu got Guo Pozi's idea and decided to go to Shangtang village in coir raincoat.

Although he knew several people in Huaishu village, his friendship was not good enough to roll up his sleeves to help when he could call for help.

He had to go back to Shangtang village to shout, and the bullock cart must also shout in his own village.

At the same time, Deng Jingu regretted that he did not insist on persuading his father to go home first and not to go to that village.

Who knows, because Deng Dalang has almost sold the goods on hand, he wants to go home early and give the money to his mother-in-law, which will make her happy.

However, when he left the village, he was caught in the rain. There was a storm, and the muddy road became more and more difficult to walk. Then he was blown down by a carriage coming from behind. Because the muddy road was too slippery, he didn't completely avoid the horse's hoof for a while. Finally, he was trampled by the horse's hoof and hurt his leg.

Deng Jingu rushed back to Shangtang village. When he arrived at the entrance of Shangtang village, he happened to meet Zhou Changgen, who was driving his family's donkey cart.

Zhou Changgen came in a hurry after hearing the news that Deng Dalang had been hit by a carriage.

"Golden drum!"

He parked his donkey cart at the entrance of the village. He was going to ask a nearby family if Deng Dalang was at home or where.

When he got out of the donkey cart, he saw a figure running from Huaishu village. He was familiar with the figure. As the figure got closer, he found that it was Deng Jingu.

Zhou Changgen yelled at him.

"Cousin!" When Deng Jingu saw the elder, his eyes became moist. He was still a half year old boy. He was afraid of such a big event.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhou Changgen stood there with a paper umbrella on his feet and a pair of clogs.

"Silly boy, when something happens, I don't know how to ask someone to send me a letter. I know that I'm just like a calf. I don't know. My uncle always looks at things more far than you.""Cousin!" Deng Jingu choked and yelled, this is the real family!

He was very grateful that Zhou Changgen could come, even if he just came to see his father. This made Deng Jingu's heart calm. Finally, there was someone who could help him.