The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Song Yuntang understood. The child was seriously ill, she had been abandoned by her husband's family, and she couldn't go back to her parents' home. No wonder she looked like she was dying when she saw her just now.

In today's customs, if a woman is divorced, in the eyes of everyone, no matter what the man did, it is the woman's fault. Generally speaking, a family that does not particularly care about their daughter's life or death will not accept their daughter again, not to mention that Chen is holding a sick child.

"How long has your child been ill?"

This disease is truly terrifying for ordinary people. If it cannot heal itself and is not treated in time, it will induce a series of complications and the mortality rate is quite high.

"It's been three days. A few days ago, I saw so many blisters on his face. I was afraid that others would see and talk about him, so I didn't dare take him out, let alone let him be seen by his in-laws. I just said that the child was sick and wanted to sleep and hid him in the house. The child's father saw the blisters on his face that had broken yesterday, and after knowing that, he..."

When the woman said this, tears couldn't stop flowing down her face.

The child’s father usually disappears for several days. When he comes back, he either beats or scolds the child and never cares about the child.

Even so, she was hardworking and never thought of leaving her husband's family. She only blamed herself for having a bad life. But who would have known that they would be so cruel and throw away her own flesh and blood when she fell ill, without any regard for the fact that it was a life.

Song Yuntang stepped forward to check the child's pulse, then opened his eyelids and took a look, then handed a bamboo jar in his hand to the woman.

"This will help with the summer heat. You and your child wait here for me while I go to town to get some medicine for him."

Acne is highly contagious.

There are many people in the town, and if a woman takes her child to the town, she might infect others.

As for the farm, she still had to make some arrangements before she could get the women and children in. Waiting here was the safest way.

The woman stood up, holding the child and the bamboo pot, and looked at her. "Are you a doctor, young lady?"

I saw her taking my pulse just now and she seemed very skilled.

Song Yuntang nodded and walked towards Cile Town.

"My name is Chen Xier, and I am willing to serve you like a slave in the future to repay you."

Hearing the sound, Song Yuntang stopped and looked back at the woman who knelt down towards her again. "Get up, the road is hard and it hurts your knees."

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

The woman hugged the child tightly in her arms and cried with joy.

"That's great, Fubao, we've met a kind person and we're saved!"

……

Song Yuntang came to Baicaotang and not only bought acne medicine for internal and external use, but also bought preventive medicine.

The main oral medication for chickenpox is to dispel wind and heat, remove dampness and detoxify. Then boil Phellodendron chinense in water and apply it to the affected area to relieve the discomfort of the pox.

With a two-pronged approach, recovery will take about seven to ten days.

When they arrived at the fork in the official road and the road to Zhuangzi, the woman was still waiting there with the child in her arms. Perhaps she had waited too long, or perhaps she was too tired, her eyes were drooping and she looked drowsy.

"Come with me."

Chen Xier, who was originally in a daze, was startled when she heard the voice. She stood up with the child in her arms and followed Song Yuntang to the farm.

Song Yuntang asked the woman and the child to wait a little further away, and he went into the yard first.

"There's something I want to explain to everyone. I just found a mother and child on the road. The child was sick, but it wasn't terminal. He had smallpox, which is somewhat contagious. The child's father was afraid that the child's illness would infect them, so he wrapped the sick child in a straw mat and threw him into the mountains. He also divorced the child's mother."

"I want to place them in this small courtyard first. I've also bought some medicine to prevent smallpox. If you're really afraid of getting infected, you can go home first. I'll have my second brother pay everyone back their wages in full."

Then he said, "Of course, if you get infected with pox while working here, I will cover the medical expenses."

Among the eleven men present, except Song Mazi, Song Jinsheng and Song Changbai, the rest were married, but some of them did not have children yet, such as Song Zhiye, the third cousin from my uncle's family.

He is the same age as Song Yuntang's eldest brother, but they have only been married for more than three months, and his third cousin's wife is not pregnant yet.

"The father is such a bastard that instead of treating his sick child, he just abandons him to the mountains!" someone said indignantly.

Some people also looked worried.

"It's not life-threatening. I'm not afraid of being infected, but I'm afraid of bringing the disease to my family."

Song Mazi hurriedly joined in the conversation.

"The wooden shed can be built today. If you don't mind, we can live under it for a few days."

"That's no problem. We're all rough guys anyway, and we're not afraid of mosquitoes, snakes, or ants in the mountains."

For a moment, everyone calmed down.

Anyway, no one will die if infected, and Song Yuntang took the initiative to cover the medical fees and medicine costs. No one wanted to give up the opportunity to work and earn money here.

Qiao Da looked around at everyone and looked at Song Yuntang.

"Yun Tang girl, it's better to send someone back to Rongshu Village in advance to say hello to your family. After all, you used to go back every day. If you don't go back now, your family will be worried."

Song Yuntang nodded. "Uncle Qiao is right." She looked at Song Zhiye. "Then could you please ask my third cousin to go there? Just tell him I'm busy and can't leave, so as to avoid panicking the villagers."

"it is good."

Song Zhiye took a bamboo hat from the wall and went out to Rongshu Village.

There were three rooms in the courtyard. Song Yuntang arranged Chen Xier and Fubao in the one in the corner, and asked Song Jinsheng to cook a small pot of porridge for the mother and child. He also prepared a small stove and a bucket of water for her, and let her make medicine and take care of the child herself.

"This yard is still under renovation, and there is not much furniture in the house. You can use wooden boards and straw to make do for two days." Song Yuntang said to Chen Xier in the house.

Chen Xier hurriedly shook her head. "It's no problem. I'm already very satisfied to have a place to stay. Thank you, young lady."

"You take good care of Fubao first. We can talk about other things after the child gets better. I have something else to do, so I have to go back to town first." She was always thinking about the two dogs at home.

Those two ancestors would tear each other apart when they were hungry.

"Be careful on the road, girl."

After watching Song Yuntang leave, Chen Xier returned to the house to take care of her son.

……

After Song Yuntang returned to the courtyard in the town, he first washed his mouth, nose, hands and face with light salt water, boiled the medicine to prevent acne and rice porridge on the stove at the same time, and then cut half a pig's stomach and a chili pepper to make a small bowl of stir-fried pork stomach.

As for the pepper seeds in the peppers, she collected them all in the box.

There are only seven or eight peppers left on the pepper tree. I told Xu Qingye before that I would let him try the flavor of these peppers, so I have to leave some of the remaining ones for him.

After the meal was ready, she first fed the two dogs that had been following her, and then she went into the house with the porridge and pig stomach.

Delayed for a while by the matter of Chen Xier and her son, the sour plum soup brought from the farm was not so cold anymore, but it tasted sour and sweet, and had a unique flavor in the mouth.