Thanos's biological daughter in period fiction

In just two short days, the whole village was watching the spectacle unfold at Xia Laosan's house.

Many people didn't think Xia Yutang would survive. Although the slope wasn't high, the little girl had hit the rocks directly when she fell. Her bloodied head was frightening to see yesterday.

Some onlookers thought that it was just a skinny little girl who looked like a skeleton, and look how worried her family was. They were starving, where would they get the money to treat her? They might as well just roll her up in a mat and throw her on the back hill.

Of course, these people wouldn't dare say anything to Liu Fangmei, or she would tear them apart.

These past two days, no one in the Song family has dared to go out. Even when they go to work, they only do so when many people are passing by their house, running out to walk with them, for fear that Liu Fangmei will come knocking on their door with a kitchen knife.

The second son of the Song family also kicked her because his wife, Fu Bao, said that he found that little brat annoying. At that time, he thought no one was around, so he thought of kicking her.

Who knew she was so fragile, she rolled right down, and to make matters worse, Xia Jixuan saw it. Xia Jixuan was a soldier, and although they were from the same village, he was ruthless enough to beat even his own brothers.

This has been going on for so long, and no one from the Xia family has offered to help because Old Mrs. Xia is unwilling to spend money and even wants to tell Xia Laosan not to get treatment and just throw him up in the back mountain.

Actually, Song Lao Er was still praying in his heart that he wouldn't die, otherwise he would be accused of murder, which would mean he'd be in big trouble. These past two days, he'd been trembling at home, still praying that the person was alive. Whether they were mentally unstable or not, as long as they were alive, he wouldn't be considered a murderer.

Song Dazhi, the second son of the Song family, heard the commotion outside again. He quietly pushed open the door and peeked out. He found that Xia Laosan was carrying his daughter to the barefoot doctor again.

But seeing that the little girl on his shoulder had opened her eyes, he wasn't so afraid anymore. As long as she was alive, that was good. As long as she was alive, he could at least have some excuse to make excuses.

Xia Jixuan had no idea that he was so relieved; otherwise, he would have made him kowtow to that rock first before talking about anything else.

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They live in the Northeast, specifically in Hongqi Commune, Qingzhou County, Liaoning Province. The entire Hongqi Commune area has 30 production teams, and their area belongs to the first and second production brigades of Sanligou.

They are not far from the sea; it takes less than two hours by oxcart to reach a large seaside area.

Each production brigade here has about 60 households. Their village has two production brigades and about 120 households. Half of them are surnamed Xia, half are surnamed Song, and there are a few families surnamed Qiao who fled here.

Xia Yutang was being held quite high, so she could see her surroundings clearly. It was the first time she had seen her surroundings from this perspective, and it was truly amazing. In her past life, she was a burden she couldn't get rid of after her parents' divorce; she was only in sixth grade at the time.

Her parents didn't want her, and her grandmother disliked that she was a girl. Her eldest uncle, who was injured and discharged from the army, adopted her. Because she was already twelve or thirteen years old at the time, she had never been held, but she had everything that other children had.

Thinking of her uncle, Xia Yutang leaned on her father's shoulder, tears streaming down her face.

Looking up at the houses, I found them all blurred. I wiped away a tear and looked again. The houses here are mainly built of stone.

There were all sorts of stones, and the roof was a bit strange, neither like stone nor thatch. Their house was quite nice, with three large rooms and one small room built of stone, and the roof seemed to have two or three layers and was very thick.

Newspapers were pasted up inside, reducing the dust and dirt and making the room look much brighter. The house had a large kang (heated brick bed), and a long cabinet was placed on it.

The barefoot doctor, Song Dachun, lived in a house next to the brigade headquarters. His house had two more rooms than theirs; one was for medical consultations, and the other was for storing medicinal herbs. There were also many herbs drying in the yard, but they were so dark that they couldn't be seen.

As soon as they stepped into the barefoot doctor's courtyard, Xia Qingpei called out to Grandpa Dachun. That kid was quick and efficient; they'd only walked this short distance, and he'd already sent the oxcart back and come running back.

"Oh, the little girl is awake. Come, let me see..." Seeing that the little girl was awake, Song Dachun quickly reached out to take her pulse.

To avoid disturbing Song Dachun's pulse diagnosis, the rest of the Xia family held their breath and stared intently. It was only after a long while that he released his grip, at which point the family watched him even more closely, hoping for a positive outcome.

"It's nothing serious, just some superficial injuries that will heal with rest. Come on, little girl, tell Grandpa if you feel dizzy or nauseous..." After taking the girl's pulse, Song Dachun gently pried open her eyelids and found that there was nothing seriously wrong. It was just that the injury from hitting the rock needed to be taken care of properly, and the dizziness she was experiencing was due to excessive blood loss, which required proper nourishment.

"Grandpa Chun, Tangtang just woke up, but she can't speak. Her face is so pale, and she's swaying when she sits up..." Xia Qingyan was quite clear-headed and answered all the barefoot doctor's questions directly.

As a boy, she was quite observant; she clearly saw her sister's actions and expressions after she woke up.

"She fell yesterday and lost so much blood, she'll definitely be dizzy for a while. Don't let her get out of bed for a bit; let her lie down and occasionally find a place to sit up. Give her some brown sugar water every day, and red dates would be even better. Feed her plenty of nutritious foods, like malted milk powder, soy powder, or soy milk... She's probably frightened. You'll need to be patient and spend time with her, talking to her and trying to encourage her to speak; that might help." But this is uncertain; he's seen similar cases before, some people have even become mute due to fright.

Later, with the support of their families, some gradually regained their language abilities, while others remained mute for life due to personal reasons. It all depends on individual fate.

After talking about those nutritional supplements, Song Dachun realized it was unlikely he could get them now. Given the state of the outside world, it was already a miracle if they didn't starve; where could they possibly find such nutritious things?

But this little girl really needs to be nourished. She's only 4 years old, so thin and small, and she's lost so much blood. It's a miracle she didn't die.

If they aren't properly cared for, they might not survive. It seems like God is refusing to give people a way out. The natural disaster has been going on for so long, and the authorities still haven't allocated relief supplies. If we wait any longer, many people might starve to death.

"I'll figure something out, Uncle Dachun. Do you need some medicine for her?" Xia Jixuan was still very worried, after all, the daughter in his dream was dead.