Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Song Jinxiu hurried back to the inpatient department in the backyard and asked her sister to boil the medicine.

While the herbs weren't good, they were effective. Of course, they had to be boiled and used. I had to use some space medicine to cover it up. Perhaps with both methods, the swelling in my brother's leg would subside quickly.

Using the excuse of going to the toilet, Song Jinxiu entered the space.

There are quite a few Chinese patent medicines in the space, all of which were forced upon her by her senior brother who came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine.

I found a red-headed old man who could treat injuries, inflammation and swelling, and got two boxes of Western anti-inflammatory medicine.

The red-headed snake was torn into pieces and mixed into the anti-inflammatory mud made by the senior brother.

This was something her senior brother had conscripted for her to do before.

Looking at the only two bottles of medicinal mud, Song Jinxiu felt a little sad.

Once it's used up, it's gone. I don't know if I can still make it based on the recipe my senior brother left behind.

However, no matter how precious the item is, it must be taken out and used, and the brother's legs must be saved as much as possible.

This child is a good brother. With him around, life in this ancient time will be much easier.

After leaving the space, I met the medicine boy who was holding a clay pot and asking his sister which room his brother lived in.

Song Jinxiu looked at the contents of the pottery jar and asked, "Is this medicinal mud supposed to be applied to the wound?"

"Yes," the medicine boy said, and walked towards Song Chunsheng's ward.

Song Jinxiu quickly stopped him and said, "Well, little brother, give it to me, we can make it ourselves."

The medicine boy looked at her in confusion, then sneered in disdain.

Yes, this family can’t afford the nursing fees. Didn’t you see that they made the medicine themselves?

He said disdainfully, "Do you know how to do it? Do you want me to show you?" He then added, "Demonstrations are free."

Song Jinxiu was speechless.

But he really couldn't let the medicine boy demonstrate, because she wanted to mix the medicinal mud in the space. With this medicine boy following her, how could she do anything?

"I understand. The paste is evenly distributed. My brother doesn't have any wounds on his legs, so there's no need to pay attention to the wounds."

Seeing that she really understood, the medicine boy handed her the mashed medicine paste and took out a clean old white cloth. "After the paste is done, wrap it gently with this cloth. Don't dirty the bed."

The ward was not big. Song Chunsheng patted his younger brother who had fallen asleep from crying himself tired, and looked at his legs with worry.

If this leg is sawed off, what else can he do?

Although he used to walk with a limp and it looked ugly, he was still able to find food for his younger sister and brother.

But if I saw it off, wouldn’t I become a burden?

I was so naive just now. I couldn't bear to abandon my sister and younger brother. In a fit of rage, I agreed to the amputation.

Twenty taels,

If I could save twenty taels, it would be enough to buy me two mu of land. This way, after my sisters get married, I can still support myself.

Well, let’s just wait and see if the doctor tells me to amputate in two days.

Song Jinxiu had no idea that her brother had already made arrangements for his funeral in his mind.

She walked in with the clay pot and saw her brother in a daze. Before he could come to his senses, she stuffed the anti-inflammatory medicine into his mouth.

Picking up the bowl of water on the side, he said, "Drink the water and swallow it."

Song Chunsheng instinctively drank the water and swallowed the food in his mouth, then asked, "What is it?"

Song Jinxiu remained calm and said, "Oh, the medicine the doctor prescribed."

Song Chunsheng didn't suspect anything and drank two more sips of water.

Song Jinxiu brought a stool and asked him to place his injured leg on it so that he could apply medicine later.

He turned his back to block the pottery jar and poured the medicinal mud mixed in the space directly into the pottery jar. Then he picked up the bamboo strips and began to paste it on his brother's legs.

Of course, you should apply the layer in the space first, and then apply the one in the clinic on top.

After wrapping it with an old white cloth, I looked at the bed and found that there was no rope or anything else to lift the injured leg.

So she simply put a stool on the bed and placed her brother's injured leg on it to lift it up.

Song Chunsheng asked: "What is this for?"

Song Jinxiu explained, "Raising your legs is good for blood circulation and will help reduce leg swelling quickly."

So that's how it is. Song Chunsheng thought that his sister heard this from the medicine boy.

"Well, this makes me feel much more comfortable. My legs don't feel so stuffy anymore, and there's even a slight coolness. It seems the medicine is working."

Song Jinxiu smiled. This was certainly more comfortable than hanging her legs. The cool feeling was because her brother had mixed borneol into the medicinal paste.

I pulled my younger brother towards the head of the bed to prevent him from bumping into his older brother's legs when he fell asleep.

"Brother, you and my little brother can get some sleep. I'll go check on the medicine."

"Okay, go ahead."

Looking at his elder sister's back as she left, Song Chunsheng felt very relieved.

My eldest sister has grown up.

She used to suffer injustices at home and always quarreled with her stepmother, but she never won. Every time, her father would beat her before she would stop.

Moreover, my sister only makes a fuss at home and is very timid when meeting strangers.

But today, she dared to go into the pawnshop and question the doctor.

Then see her taking care of her younger siblings and herself, doing things in an orderly manner, just like her mother, and being able to make her own decisions.

People's abilities are forced out.

He thought that if he died, his sister might be forced to support the family.

Then he can rest assured, right?

Song Jinxiu left the ward, gave a few words to her sister who was making medicine, and then left the clinic.

They, the brothers and sisters, didn't even have a change of clothes, and they were still wearing padded jackets.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, so I need to buy two sets of spring clothes.

Coming to the street, Song Jinxiu looked around this ancient county town.

I don’t know if it’s because this street is rather deserted, but there aren’t many people on the street.

I couldn't find a ready-made clothing store, and after asking around, I realized that there was no ready-made clothing store in this county.

"Little girl, girls can't be so lazy. It's not okay for you to be so old and still not know how to make clothes. Listen to your aunt, when you have money, go to the cloth shop and buy some cloth and make clothes yourself at home."

Song Jinxiu was taught a lesson by a kind-hearted old lady.

But I also learned from her that the cloth shop was on another adjacent street.

Song Jinxiu thanked the aunt for her kindness and hurried to another street.

Sure enough, this street was a bit more lively.

The cloth shop didn’t sell ready-made clothes, but the tailor shop next door made clothes for people.

Not knowing how much material was needed for a set of clothes, Song Jinxiu first found the owner of the tailor shop and told her the heights, weights and body shapes of the brothers and sisters.

Then, with her help, I bought enough cloth for two sets of clothes for each of the four people, and agreed to come and pick up the finished clothes in three days.

I also bought two pieces of white cloth to make sweat towels.

They were kicked out of the house with nothing, not even a towel to wipe their faces, and not even a basin to wash their faces.

So Song Jinxiu started her shopping spree.

Pots, basins, rice spoons, spatulas, kitchen knives, etc. She would buy whatever she passed by.

Turn around, throw it in the space when no one is around, and then continue buying.

I bought some rice and noodles, and then went to the market to buy a chicken. It was afternoon, and there were no vegetables for sale, but there were some dried beans, so I bought some.

Now it is spring and everything is ready to go. She bought some grain and vegetable seeds, as well as a hoe and a machete.

There were more and more things in the space, and Song Jinxiu felt like she was living a new life.