Chapter 24： Deterioration of expression

Chapter 24 Expression degradation

Feizheng's family conditions are extremely ordinary, and she can't expect her family to mail her anything. Instead, she frugally saves food from her mouth and sends it home.

Fortunately, the team had just divided the meat. She sheepishly cut out two taels, "Auntie, there's nothing delicious here. Don't be too short on the meat. Make some minced meat porridge to make up for it more than anything else."

An Zhixia nodded, and Fang Songyan took over with a smile and pulled her sister to bow: "Auntie, we will give you sparrows, wild pigeons, field mice, and bird eggs later."

Took the two children back to the kitchen, An Zhixia boiled a pot of brown sugar and **** water, and watched them drink it in big gulps, making them sweat. She quickly heated up six steamed buns and made a pot of egg, radish and pimple soup.

Knowing that her brother was fine, the little girls were very hungry and ate voraciously. Each of them ate two steamed buns and two bowls of soup before narrowing their eyes and smiling sheepishly at her.

Fang Songyan rushed to wash the dishes, but An Zhixia pulled him down and sat down. Each of them stuffed a small handful of dried hawthorn to eat.

It was just a few bowls and a pot, and she quickly washed them with warm water.

Looking at the two dirty children, she reheated the hot water and gave them a good bath. She combed their hair several times with a comb, applied lice-killing medicine, and covered them one by one with cotton quilts and hugged them to the kang. superior.

An Zhixia gave each of them another pack of isatis root. After all, six-year-old Fang Songyan fell ill with a high fever not long after the article. She was afraid that if she made a mistake, she would be taken away by the plot master.

The two children were frightened today. Now that they had eaten and drank enough, they were lying in comfortable quilts, and their eyes couldn't help but turn red with happiness.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep. My sister is watching over you. Tomorrow morning I will bake you pancakes to eat, with spicy radish pickles and millet porridge, okay?"

They nodded repeatedly, closed their eyes obediently, and soon began to snore.

Qi Yunlan looked at them complicatedly, and moved her mouth, remembering An Zhixia's temperament of not taking any advantage, but she didn't say anything.

Chen Sike just muttered a few words in a very low voice.

An Zhixia glanced sideways, and she immediately covered her head. She was so frightened.

I remembered that the cotton in the clothes of the two children had become stiff and very thin, and the patches were piled up in a mess. Unable to remove and wash them, she took some cotton and cotton cloth and quietly took them to the kitchen.

In the dim light, An Zhixia thought about the children's small bodies, and then the scissors clicked on the cloth. She was afraid that someone would notice something wrong, especially since their father was a big boss in the article, so the cotton-padded clothes she made were made of pure cotton.

Lately, she has become more and more efficient at work, and has absorbed most of the skills of the original owner.

She didn't sleep all night, and when there was a noise in the yard, she just finished biting off the thread and rubbed her sore neck. An Zhixia stood up and moved her hands and feet slightly, her bones making crisp sounds.

Her eyes were a little sore, so she took out two drops of eye drops, closed her eyes and rested for a while, then took the cotton clothes back into the room and put them on the warm kang to warm them.

“Have you not slept all night?” Fei Zheng rubbed his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

“I’ve almost prepared everything for the New Year, and I don’t need to work in the fields, so it’s okay to miss a sleep.” She said with a smile, and her forehead lightly touched the children’s, but there was no fever. She breathed a sigh of relief and saw the children trying to open their eyes in confusion.

She patted her gently and said, "It's still early. Let's sleep a little longer while my sister goes to make porridge."

The two children hugged each other again and passed away.

As she cooked millet porridge, she remembered that Fang Lixi's clothes were too thin. After thinking for a moment, she started cutting her clothes. The children's health is important, money is something external to the body, and besides, she has a few taels of cotton and a few feet of cloth from a supermarket.

The clothes are bigger and they can wear them for two or three years, and they can repay the debt no matter what.

The two little girls are very young and don’t even remember what their family was like when times were better. It can be said that in their memory, this is the first time they wear new clothes. Close-fitting and comfortable autumn clothes, warm cotton clothes, and clean and beautiful blouses. Their hair was skillfully braided by An Zhixia and **** with colorful hairbands. Except for the red frostbite on their little faces, they were no different from little girls in the city.

They happily touched their clothes from time to time and looked at their sisters again, feeling very happy. However, they would also run to the alley for ten minutes and half an hour to look in the direction of the village entrance.

After a long while, An Zhixia made each of them a bowl of milk. For lunch, they had fried meat with dried beans, scrambled eggs with chives, rice steamed in a small wooden barrel, and they drank pork rib soup.

By evening, she had sewn Fang Lixi’s clothes and put them on a quilt weighing seven kilograms.

"Brother is back." The two little girls went to look outside the door again. When they saw the bullock cart slowly driving into the village, they shouted happily and ran over.

An Zhixia also came out. When the bullock cart approached, he took a closer look at Fang Lixi.

The little boy grinned brightly at her, his face flushed. If he hadn't been pressed down by the wall, he would have jumped up immediately.

"What did the doctor say?" she asked as the bullock cart continued to drive toward the cowshed.

"He said that it is a medical miracle that a person can be rescued. At least he has never heard of anyone who was rescued after several hours of resuscitation after drowning and cardiac arrest. He chased us and confirmed it several times. Although two ribs were crushed, But compared with death, it's nothing. Just tie it with a chest strap and the pain will last for half a month. The child will recover quickly. Drink more bone soup." An Zhiqiu told his sister in detail.

Fang Yuan just pulled the corners of his lips to express gratitude and kindness when she looked over.

However, he may not have smiled for a long time, and the expression on his face is a bit distorted, even ferocious. Coupled with the brown scars on his forehead, his chin that has been turning green after a day of neglect, and his tall and straight body, it is very similar to what an old man would say. The bandit leader who can speak the local dialect.

An Zhixia tried her best to ignore his strong sense of presence, and Gao Ti finally felt relieved, "I'll go back and make some millet porridge, and I'll make bone soup at noon tomorrow."

As she said that, she pulled her brother back.

One night, my brother’s hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chin was stubbled, making him look quite miserable. She feels sorry for her brother. Even though she has replaced the original owner halfway, she deeply feels the care and love from her brother these days, and regards him as her only blood relative in this life.

Let her brother go and wash up while she rolled up her sleeves and prepared dinner.

I cooked red dates, wolfberry and millet porridge, boiled ten eggs, and made a pot of clear soup noodles. Except for Fang Lixi, everyone else used potatoes as toppings for roasted pork.

An Zhiqiu ate three bowls of noodles, ate an egg, and drank a bowl of millet porridge with brown sugar. He held his warm and full stomach and sighed: "I finally came to life."

(End of this chapter)