Su Jiaojiao's ankle was only an internal injury and not an external one. Therefore, after taking a bath, the medicine on it was washed away.
After spraining, a cold compress would usually be needed within 24 hours. It just so happened that it was the beginning of September and the night was slightly chilly. Su Jiaojiao tore off the gauze and raised her leg as she waited for Song Qinghan to come over with a cold towel.
He had just fetched the well water from the Su family's well. It was ice-cold.
Song Qinghan's face was taut as he came over to apply the cold compress on her as if he had done something serious. When his eyes landed on the red and swollen area, a trace of discomfort flashed through his eyes.
"Hiss —" The moment the towel touched it, Su Jiaojiao sucked in a breath of cold air.
The temperature of the red and swollen area of the ankle was higher than the rest of the area. When it was suddenly touched, she felt a little uncomfortable and dull pain.
Song Qinghan thought that he had used too much force and quickly let go of his hand. He asked nervously, "Does it hurt?"
Su Jiaojiao laughed, "No, it's just too cold. Continue, continue."
As she spoke, she kicked his stomach with her other foot.
Song Qinghan then applied the cold compress on her again.
This time, she still felt a little uncomfortable, but Su Jiaojiao resisted the pain and did not move. After a while, Song Qinghan wet the towel again.
He applied the cold compress a total of three times before he stopped. Then, he held her foot and applied the medicine.
However, just as he was about to move, Su Jiaojiao suddenly pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "It hurts …"
The oil lamp was dim, and Song Qinghan's heart ached. He looked up at her and said with a guilty conscience, "You're doing it yourself? My hands and feet are clumsy and I'm afraid of hurting you again. "
Su Jiaojiao shook her head. Song Qinghan was about to continue persuading her when he heard her soft and tender voice whisper, "I'm in pain. Da Bao blew on me. What about you?"
Song Qinghan had always been in low spirits. He felt that his family had brought a lot of trouble to Su Jiaojiao. If it wasn't for his family, how could Su Jiaojiao have her current reputation? If it wasn't for him, how could such a cherished person get hurt?
Sun Fang was very angry when she saw her daughter get hurt. She casually said that she was not willing to let her daughter get hurt at all.
It was also because of this that his mind was filled with discomfort. How could he be in the mood for romance?
However, this sudden sentence made his heart skip a beat, and he looked up at her in a daze.
He only saw that the girl's eyes, which were still a little immature, contained a little bit of a smile and a thick layer of shyness. Even though the light was dim, he could still feel the heat on her cheeks.
Song Qinghan's heart warmed, and he said softly, "I'll blow on you too."
As he spoke, he seriously held up her foot and gently blew on it. "Phew —"
Su Jiaojiao never knew that there was a mechanism in her feet. Her waist trembled, and she almost accidentally made a strange sound. Fortunately, she bit her lips tightly and did not make a sound, but her breathing was a little chaotic.
Just as she felt a little better, she saw the handsome young man curl his lips into a smile. "Shall I apply medicine for you?"
"Not enough! I still need to blow on it! "Su Jiaojiao spat out four words with a straight face.
Just now, she was momentarily confused by the man's charm and the strange feeling in her body. She did not seize the opportunity at all.
"Okay." Song Qinghan smiled dotingly and blew on her foot again.
Su Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and pretended to move carelessly, lifting her foot.
Just then, her injured and swollen ankle accidentally touched his lips. It was soft and a little warm.
Su Jiaojiao: Success!
She gave a thumbs up to her clever self!
Song Qinghan was also stunned for a moment. The touch on his lips disappeared in an instant, leaving him stunned for a few seconds. Then, his face was Honghong, and he did not dare to speak. He silently took a cotton swab and medicine and applied it on her foot.
At this moment, the air seemed to have become a lot thicker, making people feel sticky.
Su Jiaojiao secretly glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Seeing that he was not angry, she secretly tried to calm her little heart down. But halfway through, the matchmaker, who was covering its eyes, buzzed: [Madam Host, this mission is not complete yet!]
It was all because it did not dare to look just now. Who knew … it did not succeed.
Su Jiaojiao's face froze: "Say that again?"
The matchmaker trembled and weakly explained: [The mission is for the husband to kiss, not accidentally touch. Madam Host's husband has to be the one to initiate …]
Su Jiaojiao: "…"
She glanced at her ankle, which was already applied with medicine, and thought hesitantly: Can I say another shameless thing now?
The matchmaker did not dare to say anything.
Su Jiaojiao looked at Song Qinghan's serious expression and covered her face. It was all because she was shy and did not dare to say it directly, so she played tricks. She would not take advantage of this loophole in the future!
Fortunately, the mission was effective for 48 hours. There was another mission tomorrow night!
She could do it!!!
*****
Because Su Jiaojiao was injured, Zhao Sisi specially went to town the next morning to buy some snacks and pastries for her: "I'm sorry. It's all because of me that you were implicated. Otherwise, this would not have happened."
She felt that it was her own responsibility and was full of guilt.
Su Jiaojiao knew that it had nothing to do with her. She wanted to refuse, but she ran away after giving her the snacks. Su Jiaojiao could not run away by herself, so she could only accept it.
The mung bean cake and chestnut cake tasted very good. Su Jiaojiao liked it very much, but she liked the snacks from the system more.
But this damn system was deceitful. It could only give her one small snack a day, the kind that could be eaten in one bite.
Previously, it even showed her something like oden and barbecued meat.
But she could only eat one skewer a day. The spicy strips that she had saved up were almost finished. Su Jiaojiao could take out the salt and pepper dried fish and share it with Song Qinghan, the Su parents, and the three children.
So she did not have many snacks left.
Fortunately, she had money. She could not bear to use up the marriage fund of one yuan every day. But occasionally, she could buy things there, so she could still eat a lot of snacks.
Today's snack limit was not used. Su Jiaojiao saw that she was the only one left in the house, so she silently called for Honghong. In the blink of an eye, a steaming and sizzling lamb skewer appeared in her hand.
Su Jiaojiao took a deep breath and let out a satisfied howl. It smelled so good!
From what she ate, she knew that Su Jiaojiao's ankle had a problem, so she needed the bone-nourishing soup.
Song Qinghan deliberately took the time to go to town and bought two tubular bones, two pig trotters, and some meat. He also bought Su Jiaojiao's favorite food back.
The tubular bones were still used to boil the soup, and the other things could be braised.
The two hens at home laid one or two eggs every day. Those eggs were quite big, but not all of them were double-yolk eggs. Every two or three days, there would be a particularly big egg. When they opened it, they would definitely see double-yolk eggs.
The two of them did not eat much of these eggs, so they left some behind and decided to braise them for later use.
At this time of the year, some food would not spoil so easily.
Because she asked her two brothers for help yesterday, Su Jiaojiao asked Song Qinghan to send a portion of these things over.
The two sisters-in-law looked at the fragrant braised meat and the thick and delicious bone soup on the table, then looked at the coarse grain rice that they had originally prepared. They finally understood that their family's food had improved because of Su Jiaojiao. Zhang Qian's expression was strange for a moment, then she whispered, "Mom, I plan to make two pairs of slippers for Xiaomei and Brother-in-law. What size are they?"
Sun Fang looked at her eldest daughter-in-law with joy in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Jiaojiao is a size 35. Qinghan doesn't know, but it seems to be about the same size as Eldest Brother's. You can make them a little bigger. Anyway, it's fine if the slippers are a little bigger."
"Okay." Zhang Qian nodded.
Sun Fang smiled and said, "Jiaojiao gave us some cloth before. I'll give it to you later. Make two pairs for yourself too."
Zhang Qian immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, Mom."
She finally understood that even if Xiaomei really took advantage of her, she would not lose out.
After lunch in the afternoon, Song Qinghan went to work.
He wanted to take advantage of the fact that it was still early to finish his work in advance so that he could cook for Jiaojiao when he came back.
Now that the family had everything, and his skills had improved, he could cook by himself. He tried not to trouble his parents-in-law.
Su Jiaojiao continued to take an afternoon nap.
When she woke up, there were three more children in the courtyard.
Da Bao happily came over to support her. "Auntie, Grandma asked us to come over and take care of Auntie."
Su Jiaojiao was embarrassed. She wanted three children to take care of her? Her mother dared to say that.
She limped and hopped into the kitchen with Da Bao on one leg. She planned to make some food for them and herself. Of course, it was not a proper meal, just snacks.
After looking around the kitchen, she found that the most convenient was still the rice noodle rolls. Thus, she asked Da Bao to start the fire, and Er Bao and Xiao Bao to carry the firewood.
Previously, Su Jiaojiao wanted to make an oven. Of course, she wanted to make it out of mud. Previously, she had seen an educational video online. Unfortunately, she did not think that she would be able to use it. After watching it, she forgot about it. She did not know if Song Qinghan could succeed in making it.
Having three children by her side was better than staying at home alone and not being able to go anywhere. At least, she could talk to them.
She made several portions of rice noodle rolls and asked Da Bao to give one to Zhao Sisi next door.
Zhao Sisi had not gone to work yet. Su Jiaojiao felt that she was slacking off. However, thinking about her family's connections, she thought that it was not a big deal.
When it was time to get off work, Song Qinghan had already come back early to prepare the meal. He left the three children to eat together.
As soon as they finished eating, Song Qinghan went to wash the dishes. Su Jiaojiao vaguely heard someone crying in the village. The crying was very sad, and it was many times more painful than Song Qinghan's mother's wailing.
She felt a little uncomfortable listening to it. "Da Bao, go and see who is crying?"
"Okay!" Da Bao quickly ran off. After a while, he came back and said with a frown, "It's the person in the cowshed. The old grandpa fell and broke his leg …"
Cowshed?
Su Jiaojiao thought carefully and quickly remembered. In the original owner's memory, there was a person in their village who was sent from the city to reform through labor. It was said that he had made a mistake and brought along a teenage granddaughter.
For many years, the old man and his granddaughter had been obedient and took care of the cow very well. Most of the people in the village were not bad people. Other than the first few years when they would pee, they turned a blind eye to it. No one cared about them.
This old grandpa … Su Jiaojiao did not know what the situation was. However, according to the common situation in the village, many people were not bad people. Some were framed, and some were misjudged. Now they had ended up like this …
Su Jiaojiao was thinking about it when she suddenly felt that the voice seemed to be much closer to them.
She ran to the door on one foot and saw a person wearing a pile of patched clothes kneeling in front of every door. He knelt in front of every door and begged them to lend him some money. In the future, he would pay them back for firewood.
Some people would give him some things, while others would say a few words.
That person did not pester them. He cried and said a few words of thanks. Then he pulled a handcart and went to the next house. He was not slow and was even a little anxious. His thin body was so weak that it seemed like he could fall at any time.
On the handcart, a skinny old man's legs were full of blood. He seemed to be dying.
This scene was a huge shock to Su Jiaojiao, who grew up in a blessed nest.
Especially according to her memory, Su Jiaojiao knew that this was a girl. However, looking at her appearance, she could not tell her gender at all. This was because she was too skinny. Of course, her face was also dirty.
Su Jiaojiao shouted to the kitchen, "Qinghan."
Song Qinghan immediately came out.
Su Jiaojiao said softly, "Go and get ten yuan."
Song Qinghan had been listening the whole time. When he heard that, he decisively took the money.
Coincidentally, their house was next.
However, some of the young men who were watching the show said, "Don't go. This woman is very stingy. She doesn't even give her mother-in-law a cent. Why would she give you money?"
After that young man said that, he was punched by Da Niu. He sullenly shut his mouth.
The girl hesitated for a moment and looked at Su Jiaojiao. Her eyes were red and swollen, but she still whispered, "Can you lend me a little money …"
They could not afford to pay it back, so they did not dare to borrow too much. If each family only borrowed a little, they would be able to pay it back.
"Wait a moment," Su Jiaojiao said. The girl's eyes lit up. She looked at her carefully and expectantly.
When Song Qinghan handed her the money, Su Jiaojiao directly handed it over. "Take it. Hurry to the hospital."
The young man who spoke was originally unconvinced. However, when he saw the big money, his eyes suddenly widened and his face turned red. He was shocked. Why was this shrew suddenly so generous?
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