bestfiction Chapter 201: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 201: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Outside the house, Wei Ping looked up at Uncle Zeng Bao with tears in her eyes:
"Zeng Daguo, am I going to be without a mother too..."
Wei Ling, who was more sensible, had her eyes swollen from crying...
Weidong was held by Laba, the little guy stared at the door without saying a word. . .
Wei Ada looked at the little kid in his arms, frowning and opening his mouth, as if he wanted to cry but couldn't, with a complicated look in his eyes...
Mrs. Wu and her husband were used to seeing life and death, so they had no time to feel sentimental at this moment and could only do the logistical work.
Xiao Qian brought in the cooked ginseng soup.
"A Miao, this is a thousand-year-old ginseng from the palace. I'll feed it to Aunt A Yu." Her bright big eyes also turned red.
Wei Miao nodded slightly and said hoarsely, "Thank you."
Xu Ayu didn't swallow much of the small bowl of ginseng soup, and Xue Li next to him felt a little uncomfortable.
When Lu Pingsheng rushed in with a box in his hands, Wei Miao, who was sitting on the inside of the bed, had a face so pale that it seemed transparent, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
The old monk who was sitting cross-legged in front of Xu Ayu's bed was spinning the beads in his hands faster and faster.
Xue Li still bent over and used gauze dipped in sulfonamide to stop Xu Ayu's bleeding.
Lu Pingsheng didn't care about anything else and almost ran to Wei Miao's side. He put the box on the ground, opened it, took off Wei Miao's shoes and socks, and put her feet in the box full of gold.
It seemed like a long time, and also like just a moment, the gold under Wei Miao's feet disappeared visibly with the naked eye.
As the gold disappeared, the thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and it felt like the earth was shaking.
Lu Pingsheng looked at Wei Miao who was sitting upright and said softly:
"Ah Miao, don't worry. Brother Lu brought a lot. Just hold on. Brother Lu will get it."
As soon as Lu Pingsheng walked out the door, Yang Qiushi came into the living room again with two large boxes in his hands.
"Bring them all."
Lu Pingsheng reached out to take it and turned into the room.
By the fifth time, the thunder in the sky seemed tired and gradually subsided.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone through the windows again, casting bright and warm shadows on the ground.
When the last thunder sounded, the old monk who was chanting sutras spat out a mouthful of blood, which dripped onto the Buddhist beads in his hand.
Wei Miao kept the same posture and turned to look at the old monk.
"Amitabha~"
The old monk's voice sounded tired, but still compassionate and peaceful. He raised his eyes and confronted Wei Miao, his pupils expressing neither sadness nor joy.
"Oh no, it's bleeding again."
The calmness in Xue Li's voice was no longer there.
There was a flash of anger and annoyance between Wei Miao's eyebrows. Her anger came from her nature as a ferocious beast, and she also hated her own incompetence.
Unable to deal with the system, unable to fight against fate, and wanting to protect oneself, one has to go to such great lengths to do so.
The old monk thought to himself, "Not good," and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his monk's robe, "Young donor, I know a little bit about medicine..."
Meeting Wei Miao's cold and gloomy eyes, he stopped talking and directly opened the box he had prepared long ago.
A row of gold and silver needles appeared, and then with the sunlight shining in from the window, the needles were inserted quickly and accurately.
From beginning to end, Wei Miao's small body sat upright, his eyes fixed on the old monk's movements.
None of the four people in the room spoke.
"The bleeding has stopped. Hey! There is no more at all!" Xue Li shouted in surprise.
The old monk gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and closed his eyes to rest.
Wei Miao's feet were still on Lu Pingsheng's box of gold. He withdrew his gaze from the old monk and looked at Xu Ayu.
Her pale complexion seemed to have a hint of redness than before, even if it was only a hint, it made Wei Miao's anger subside a little.
Lu Pingsheng sat beside Wei Miao, blocking Xue Li's view. After all, it was really scary to see the gold disappear right before one's eyes.
After finishing the examination, Xue Li had no time to care about these details. She sat on the chair next to her with her eyes downcast, not knowing what she was thinking.
Quiet.
The air was strangely quiet.
"Hungry..."
A weak voice came from the hospital bed, breaking the long silence.
Wei Miao's body shook and he looked at the woman whose head, face and body were covered with needles.
"bitter!"
Xu Ayu felt a bitter taste in his mouth and his stomach was growling with hunger.
She wants to give birth to cubs herself, but no one has given her food yet, so she has gone into frenzy mode.
"Wei Ada, I gave birth to a child for you, but you didn't even prepare food for me..."
She thought she was yelling, but in fact her breath was barely enough. In order to make the sound, she exerted force on her facial muscles, and the intricate gold and silver needles on her face trembled, which was quite funny.
But Wei Miao couldn't see enough.
"Mom." Wei Miao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Xue Li came to her senses and hurried to the door, "Hurry, bring the food up."
Aunt Wu brought in the fermented rice wine eggs and ginseng chicken soup that were placed on the table at just the right temperature.
Wei Ada held the child tightly in his arms and looked at Xue Li with a smile on her lips.
Xue Li realized later that there were dozens of eyes of people in the living room, big and small, staring at her.
"The bleeding has stopped. He was just shouting for hunger." Xue Li smiled.
Wei Ada wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry anymore.
Xiao Qian said happily:
"That's great. I'm glad I'm hungry. I just want to eat something."
Because of the previous experience of Wei Ada being shot and recuperating, the children also understood that being able to eat means they can survive.
Wei Ran and the older ones are fine.
Wei Ping burst into tears. She was very sad and upset before because she couldn't find the big pot and couldn't see her mother.
She didn't dare cry, because crying would only cause trouble.
But now she knows she can cry, Da Guo said, this is called crying of joy.
When Weidong saw his sister crying, he immediately started howling too.
For a moment, the main room was filled with crying.
Even the baby in Wei Ada's arms started crying loudly.
Xu Ayu was in the house and heard loud crying outside. His heart skipped a beat and he looked at the silly smiling Wei Miao and asked hurriedly.
"Ah Miao, I remember your brother cried before he fell asleep?"
Wei Miao nodded.
Xu Ayu breathed a sigh of relief, and then he could easily distinguish Wei Ada's rough cry among the crowd of weeping.
He swallowed the last mouthful of ginseng soup and shouted to the outside:
"Wei Ada, you are howling so early in the morning. And your little ones are not going to school, so why are they howling outside?"
Suddenly, it was as quiet as a chicken outside.
After Xu Ayu finished yelling, he felt embarrassed.
She didn't understand why Mr. Lu and the old monk came into the room when she woke up.
The old monk pulled out countless needles from his head, face and body.
She could see clearly that some of them were made of gold and their eyes were shining.
Wei Miao saw through her thoughts at a glance. He bent down, took out the only remaining yellow croaker from the box at his feet and stuffed it into Xu Ayu's mouth.
"Mom, this is a gift for giving birth to your cub."
Xu Ayu tilted his head, raised his hand to look at the big yellow croaker in his hand, and looked at Wei Miao seriously and said:
"Ah Miao, have you been fooled? This yellow croaker seems to be much lighter!"
Wei Miao: I put it in my mouth and took a sip, then I left it for you despite my greed.
Lu Pingsheng, who was originally sitting next to A Miao with a serious face, couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw the little boy's constipated expression.