The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

When we got home, Grandma Qin was lying on the kang with her eyes closed, coughing from time to time. Her cheeks were unnaturally flushed, and it was obvious that she was no longer conscious.

Lu Qingqing hurried forward and touched Grandma Qin's forehead. Her fever had gotten even worse.

Qin Lang sat beside her, patting Grandma Qin's back, his other hand unconsciously stroking the wooden teething stick. Lu Qingqing knew that Grandma Qin's illness made Qin Lang even more nervous.

Lu Qingqing hurried to find some herbs to treat the cold and started to boil them in the kitchen.

After feeding Grandma Qin the thick Chinese medicine juice, he was worried that the two of them would get sick, so he added water to boil the herbs in the jar.

The medicinal soup boiled this time was much lighter in color. I thought I was trying to coax Qin Lang into drinking the medicine, but he glanced at the medicine bowl, picked it up and drank it in one breath. The bitterness of the medicine made him wrinkle his nose.

Seeing Lu Qingqing looking at him, he said:

"Grandma said that I have to take my medicine well and stay healthy so that I can take care of my family."

"Daya, you have to take your medicine obediently too."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and touched the top of Lu Qingqing's head.

Lu Qingqing also closed her eyes and swallowed the whole thing in one gulp, leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.

It was not until the afternoon that Grandma Qin regained consciousness.

Seeing the two people lying on the kang with red eyes, he patted their heads and comforted them:

"Grandma is fine, don't worry."

Lu Qingqing was afraid that the cold wave would come again, so she hung all the quilts and mattresses in the house on the walls, doorways and windows, and also hung straw mats on the outer walls.

There were not many beddings, so Lu Qingqing also moved to Grandma Qin's room. The three of them slept on a big kang, which was warmer.

A few more braziers were lit in the room, which made it much warmer.

But Grandma Qin's illness was intermittent and never fully healed.

During this period, Zhuzi's family and the old village chief's youngest son Lu Tianxin came to visit and chatted with her. Seeing that Grandma Qin was not in good spirits, they went back.

The snow kept falling, the weather was getting colder, and the snow on the bottom layer had frozen.

In the village, families who had previously cleared snow from the streets had to stop doing so.

After being outside for a while, I felt my hands and feet were numb from the cold. It was too easy to get frostbite, so each family started cleaning their roofs and yards.

The snow on the road kept piling up, getting thicker and thicker. In some houses with low walls, the snow outside the yard was even almost as high as the walls.

Grandma Qin had been coughing badly. Lu Qingqing was worried about her health, so she took the opportunity to sweep the snow and took out a pheasant from behind the house.

After twisting the pheasant's neck, he rolled it into the snow nest. When he felt it was done, he ran back to the house to take it.

When Grandma Qin saw the pheasants being carried, she thought that the pheasants had run out of the mountain out of hunger due to the lack of food in winter. She was very happy and felt better.

Lu Qingqing cleaned the pheasant and made chicken soup. Seeing Grandma Qin drink it, she felt a little relieved.

They fed Grandma Qin some tender chicken, but she ate a little and stopped, insisting that the other two eat some.

Lu Qingqing gave Qin Lang the chicken feet and wings, as these were his favorite parts.

I simply ate two pieces of meat and stopped moving. Grandma Qin needed nutrition to replenish her body.

After a few days of eating chicken soup and Chinese medicine, Grandma Qin finally felt better. She sat up and watched Qin Lang play with a knife, praising his knife skills, saying they looked as good as his grandfather's.

I watched Lu Qingqing practicing archery again. She was finally better than before and no longer missed the target so often. I praised her for her great progress.

Seeing that Grandma Qin was happy, Lu Qingqing and her friend practiced more vigorously every day.

Finally, when Lu Qingqing practiced without missing the target, Grandma Qin finally got better.

She felt bored staying in the house for too long, so she would go out for a walk every day.

In fact, there was nothing to see outside. It was all white outside and the snow covered the entire village.

Most of the trees in the village died in the drought, and before winter came, the villagers cut them down and took them home to burn for fire.

There was not even a big tree to be seen in the whole village. When I went out, I saw only a vast expanse of white and couldn’t even find the road.

If you look closely, you can see the occasional roofs exposed after the snow is swept and the rising smoke from cooking fires, letting them know that there are still people in the village.

Grandma Qin lost a lot of weight after this illness.

Lu Qingqing started to cook different dishes every day. Since there was not much bacon at home, she followed the method taught by Grandma Qin and made bacon with the pork in the space.

The newly made bacon is more tender. When she ate it for the first time, Grandma Qin said that the fried bacon was softer and tasted better.

There was enough food at home, so Lu Qingqing didn't worry about food shortages. With three meals a day and a midnight snack, the three of them gained some weight.

Qin Lang grew so fast that the legs of his cotton trousers became shorter.

This time it was Lu Qingqing who patched it up for him. Thinking that he was growing fast, she added an extra piece to the trouser leg.

When the sewing was finished, Qin Lang wore the mended cotton trousers and happily walked around the house to show them off. Grandma Qin also praised her for her good sewing.

In fact, Lu Qingqing herself knew that the stitching on the trouser legs was crooked and uneven.

However, she would naturally not go against her family's kindness.

That night, Lu Qingqing was still asleep when she was woken up by Grandma Qin.

Qin Lang, who was beside him, had just gotten up and whispered:

"Someone's coming in from outside. You and grandma should be careful. I'll go over and take a look."

Seeing Qin Lang pick up the Tang sword and walk quietly to the door and stand there, Lu Qingqing also picked up the bow and arrow.

The windows of Grandma Qin's room were sealed shut, and only the door and the window of the room where Lu Qingqing had slept before were accessible.

Let Grandma Qin follow Qin Lang not far behind, while Lu Qingqing carried a bow and arrow and walked to the window of the room where she had slept before.

After thinking about it, he took out a kitchen knife and held it in his hand.

The room was pitch black, with only some light coming through the window.

There was movement at Qin Lang's place first. Someone used a knife to pry open the door block little by little.

Hearing the noise coming from Qin Lang's side, Lu Qingqing was about to go over when she saw a figure appear at the window.

The black shadow held a long stick in his hand and went to the window to open it.

The window was fastened with a rope from the inside. Seeing that the window could not be opened, the man took out a knife and cut the rope along the seam of the window.

Before the rope could be worn through, there was a chopping sound at the door.

Then a man's scream was heard, and a dark shadow outside ran quickly towards the door.

Seeing this, Lu Qingqing hurriedly ran towards the door, put the kitchen knife into the space, and took the bow from her back while running.

With his right hand, he pulled out an arrow from the quiver at his waist, the tip of which had been sharpened.

When he ran to the door, he saw a dark shadow lying on the ground. Qin Lang was holding a Tang sword and looking at the door warily.

Two tall figures rushed in from the door, one holding a hatchet and the other holding a long stick.

The man holding the hatchet chopped at Qin Lang. Lu Qingqing quickly put the arrow on the bowstring and pulled the string quickly with her right hand.

With a whoosh, the arrow hit the wrist of the man with the hatchet.

He screamed in pain and the hatchet fell to the ground.

At this time, another person had helped the person on the ground up. Seeing that the situation was not good, he whispered, "Quickly retreat."

The three of them ran quickly towards the door, and the Qin family's door was already wide open.

Qin Lang wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Grandma Qin.

"Don't chase after desperate enemies. These three dared to climb over the wall and rob people. Chasing them will only make you lose your life."

Lu Qingqing hurried to light the oil lamp, and only felt relieved when she saw that Qin Lang was not injured.

At this time, there was a large pool of blood on the ground at the door.