The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

"Sister, please go and persuade dad to let me go to school tomorrow. If I stay at home any longer, I will get moldy!" Zhen'er ran to the study room and hugged her eldest sister's arm pitifully. Coquettishly.

Watching a large drop of ink slowly spread out on the paper, Mo Yan was helpless, so she put down the pen, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket, planning to write again later.

Zhen'er stuck out her tongue and asked sheepishly: "Sister, what are you writing? Is it important?"

Mo Yan pinched Zhen'er's chubby little face and said in a serious tone: "I am writing about things that can save lives, which is the cardiac resuscitation I did when I rescued you from the water. After hearing about this technique, Master Shan thought it was very useful. If someone can be rescued by this method from drowning in the future, please ask me to write down the method and teach it to the children in the school. Do you think it is important?"

When Zhen'er heard this, she nodded with a sad face: "It's important!"

Mo Yan took the opportunity to pinch the little brother's wrinkled face again, sighing secretly that there was no one else who could feel it.

This guy has been cultivating in the space for several months without gaining weight. After "waking up" out of the space, he was fed a lot of soup and water every day. In just ten days, his originally round face became more and more healthy. The hair is cute, white and rosy with a healthy color, I want to pinch it just looking at it.

Zhen'er knew that she could not escape from her eldest sister's "devil's claws", so she stood there and let her pinch her. After pinching enough, he continued to beg: "Sister, tell me to let me go to school tomorrow. I have fallen behind a lot of homework. If I don't go, what will happen if Master doesn't want me?"

Mo Yan was so addicted to her hand that she became particularly talkative. After hearing her brother's request, she agreed immediately: "I'll tell dad after dinner, but I can't guarantee whether dad will agree."

Upon hearing this, Zhen'er hugged her eldest sister's arm and said gratefully: "I know you are the best, eldest sister. Others almost treat me like a baby in swaddling clothes. They wish I could stay in bed all day and not go anywhere." , even the second sister gave in to me and stopped quarreling with me, it was really boring."

Mo Yan poked Zhen'er's forehead angrily, and scolded with a smile: "You used to quarrel with your second sister, but you rarely won the quarrel. Who was it that asked me to comment and cry? You Second sister won’t quarrel with you now, but you feel uncomfortable.”

Zhen'er scratched his head and smiled, but with a round face, the smile was stupid and cute, without even a trace of the cleverness of the past.

While eating lunch, Zhen'er kept winking at Mo Yan, who was sitting opposite, for fear that Mo Yan would forget what she had promised him.

Mo Yan didn't notice, but Mo Qingze discovered it. He mistakenly thought that there was something wrong with Zhen'er's eyes. He quickly put down his rice bowl and asked in a gentle voice: "Zhen'er, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the dinner table put down their dishes and chopsticks and stared at Zhen'er nervously.

No wonder everyone is so nervous. Ever since Zhen'er fell into the water and lost his breath and came back, except for Mo Yan, everyone else has never felt at ease. They are afraid that Zhen'er has the root cause of the disease and who knows when it will break out. .

Even Mo Qingze, who only loved people who never doted on their children, was frightened. If Mo Yan hadn't repeatedly persuaded and made one guarantee after another, Zhen'er might have been just like a mother who had just given birth. , I have to stay in my room for a whole month!

Facts have proved that the little guy's recovery ability is amazing. Except for the first few days when he woke up, his legs and feet were a little uncomfortable due to sleeping for too long, there was nothing wrong with him in other places. After resting for two or three days, I started to feel more alive and energetic than before my serious illness.

Mo Qingze was worried that there was cold energy hidden in Zhen'er's body, and was determined not to let him go to school. Therefore, after waking up for more than ten days, Zhen'er really had no chance to go to school under the care of Xin'er, Li Xiu, and the others.

Zhen'er was about to cry after being misunderstood. He quickly shook his head and dragged his eldest sister into the water decisively: "This is what my eldest sister just taught me. She said that blinking like this is good for the eyes, so I tried it. It's really good." It’s not that my eyes are uncomfortable.”

Facing her younger brother's pleading eyes and her father's pleading eyes, Mo Yan nodded helplessly: "That's right, he's been bored at home for a long time recently, so I found something for him to do."

Zhen'er nodded sharply and looked at his father with his round and dark eyes: "Dad, I'm bored to death at home. Please let me go to school tomorrow. Look at me, I don't look sick at all."

As he said this, he squeezed his hand that was covered in flesh, and then squeezed his rounded face to show that he was completely fine.

When Mo Qingze heard this, he looked at Zhen'er carefully and found that after not seeing him for a while, his body had become much stronger and his face was rosy and very healthy. He really didn't look sick.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Qingze reluctantly agreed: "You can go if you want, but if you feel uncomfortable somewhere, you must tell the master in time and don't force yourself to do it."

"Yeah, yeah, I listen to dad and will never make fun of my own body!" Zhen'er hurriedly agreed, fearing that her father would regret it if it was too late.

After dinner, Mo Yan returned to the study and finished writing down the remaining steps of the CPR. After thinking about it for a while, she decided to write down the method of artificial respiration.

Single cardiopulmonary resuscitation has a limited effect, and cardiopulmonary resuscitation combined with artificial respiration can provide better treatment. It's just that in this era, people's thinking is very conservative, and artificial respiration is very outrageous. If Zhen'er's condition had not been critical before, she and Zhen'er were siblings, so they would have avoided being criticized. If they were two strangers, they would still be criticized, even if they were of the same sex.

Mo Yan is not sure how many people have accepted this cardiopulmonary resuscitation technique and whether it can actually save people. She doesn't have the ability to change people's ideas, so she can only try her best to spread this method and let more people know about it. When life is really at stake, I'm afraid most people will still choose to save others!

After writing the last word on the paper and waiting for the ink to dry, Mo Yan handed the cardiopulmonary resuscitation technique to Li Yan and asked her to deliver it to Shan Fuzi.

However, Li Yan did not go directly to the school to find her husband. Instead, she found her aunt in the room. She stuffed a few folded papers into her hands, covered her stomach and said with a painful look on her face: "Aunt, my stomach is cold. , the pain is so severe that I have to go to the latrine, but this must be sent to Shan Fuzi immediately, please help me send it there."

Li Xiu didn't know what he was thinking of. A flash of discomfort flashed across his face, but he refused Li Yan's request: "Go back quickly. It's okay to send this later."

Li Yan shook her head quickly: "No, aunt, Sister Yan Yan said she would send it right away. The single wife is waiting to use it!" After saying that, without waiting for her aunt to refuse, she went to the cabinet and took some pieces of tissue paper, and ran away in a hurry.

Li Xiu didn't know what was written on the pages, and couldn't open them to read. She waited for a while, but when she saw that Li Yan hadn't come back yet, she was worried that she had really missed Shan Fuzi's business, so she had to collect a few pages of paper, get up and walk out of the room.

Li Xiu left with her front foot, and Li Yan came back with her back foot. Looking at her aunt disappearing around the corner, imagining what might happen next, she couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.

"Yanzi, what are you doing?" Mo Yan came out of the study and saw Li Yan lying in the corner, acting strangely, and couldn't help shouting.

Li Yan was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw Mo Yan standing under the eaves looking at her strangely, and said quickly: "Sister Yan Yan, I didn't do anything, I just saw a mouse running away." I wanted to go over there and see where it went so I could get a mousetrap and catch it."

When Mo Yan heard this, she knew that Li Yan was lying. She had sprinkled anti-plague powder on the front and back of the house, and there were six ferocious beasts sitting in the house. Which mouse would have the guts to come into the house.

But Li Yan didn't tell the truth, so Mo Yan couldn't ask more questions, so she said, "Did you send those few pages to Mr. Shan just now? Why so fast?"

Li Yan said: "I just had a stomachache and went to the latrine. My aunt sent those pages to me."

"Well, that's nothing!" Mo Yan didn't think much and went back to the house after saying this.

Li Yan stuck out her tongue, wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead, and gave up the idea of ​​secretly following her aunt to the school.

Here, Li Xiu came to the door of the school, listening to the loud reading inside, but hesitated to go in.

"Hey, Mrs. Li, what's wrong with you standing here?"

An old woman in her sixties passed by the door holding a child of four or five years old. She saw Li Xiu at a glance and stepped forward to ask with a smile.

Seeing who was coming, Li Xiu quickly said, "Hello, Mrs. Zeng."

The woman Li Xiu called Mrs. Zeng was none other than the wife of another master in the school, Mrs. Zeng. The child she was holding was her grandson, who had just returned from a walk outside.

"Look at you kid, you are so polite, but you are not even happy to call me 'Mrs. Zeng'. You keep calling me old." Old Mrs. Zeng said angrily, with a kind look on her brows. She was obviously a good-tempered old man.

When Li Xiu heard this, he didn't dare to say anything. Outsiders didn't know that she sold herself to the Mo family and was a slave of the Mo family, but she knew it herself. If the hierarchy of status is accidentally disturbed and people know the true identity of their family in the future, they will probably feel very resentful and have a bad opinion of the Mo family.

Looking at the gentle and courteous Li Xiu, thinking of what Mrs. Shan had entrusted her the day before, Mrs. Zeng nodded secretly, mistakenly thinking that Li Xiu was looking for Mr. Shan but was too embarrassed to go in, so she deliberately made her voice louder: "Ms. Li, I'm here to help you." I like a good girl like you. If you have free time and don't mind my nagging, come and talk to me more often."

A flash of surprise flashed across Li Xiu's face. Just when she was about to say something, she heard a slightly messy footsteps in the yard. Her heart suddenly tightened and she hurriedly stuffed a few pages of paper into Mrs. Zeng's hand. Li: "Old Madam, this is what my Lord wants to give to Master Shan. Please pass it on to Master Shan. Thank you very much."

After saying this, Li Xiu didn't wait for Mrs. Zeng to say anything, turned around and left in a hurry.

Shan Fuzi panted slightly and chased him out. He only saw Li Xiu's retreating back. He couldn't catch up if he wanted to.

Looking at Mrs. Shan who looked disappointed, Mrs. Zeng couldn't help but laugh. She handed the few pages Li Xiu had thrust into her hand in front of him: "Ms. Li gave this to you, you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Zeng felt that her palms were empty, and she saw that Mr. Shan had already eagerly unfolded the pages.

The content on the paper was destined to disappoint Mr. Shan. Sensing Mrs. Zeng's teasing gaze, the old man blushed immediately and explained dryly: "This, this is a life-saving method written by the Junjun. I am going to teach it to you." The children in the school may be able to use it in the future..."

Mrs. Zeng was also a wonderful person. She pretended not to notice Mrs. Shan's discomfort, looked at Li Xiu's retreating back and said, "Ms. Li is a good person, kind, gentle and virtuous. I heard that many people fell in love with her. "

It is not a secret in Liuyang Village that Li Xiucheng got married. After all, when he was in his twenties, it would be unreasonable to say that he got married. She only told the public that her husband was dead and that she was kicked out of the house by her husband's family because she failed to give birth to a child. As for the fact that she ended up in a clandestine prostitution house, no one else knew about it except Mo Yan, Li Zhong and herself.

On weekdays, Li Xiu hardly ever leaves the house without going out. He has a good temper and is diligent, and has a good reputation in the village. In addition, the female worker is a good worker and often sells her embroidery work in the city. Although the villagers do not know exactly how much she earns, they can probably estimate that she can build at least one brick house in a year.

Therefore, many people in and outside the village acted as matchmakers for Li Xiu, including single widowers, widowers with children, and older young people whose families were poor and had no money to get married. Li Xiu had no intention of remarrying and sent the matchmaker away politely every time.

As the number of visits increased, the number of people who came to visit gradually decreased, but there were still some people who were unwilling to give up and kept waiting for people in various places, so they did not dare to find the Mo family directly. Li Xiu originally rarely went out, and now she was even more reluctant to go out.

Master Shan didn't know these things. When he heard that many people were interested in Li Xiu, he immediately became anxious and bowed deeply to Mrs. Zeng: "Mrs. Zeng, I will leave this matter to you."

The article is almost finished, but the author is too stupid and hasn’t caught the ending point yet, because the stupid author feels that there is still a lot of content that has not been written o (╯□╰) o