In the first year of Hongwu in the Wei Dynasty.

Shanghe Village, Songshan County, Southeast.

Fang Ru has been lying in bed for three days.

There was nothing in her eyes these three days, only the thick black beams and the roof covered with sparse mud tiles and straw...

How long has it been since she seen such a pointed roof?

In other words, the abandoned old house in my hometown is still a spire with beams. However, the houses built later were made into flat roofs, with cement paint and white paint. The roof can also be dried with rice, peanuts, quilts, etc.

This wooden beam is a round and thick one. How long has it been since I saw this kind of log?

The walls are covered with red mud, not smooth, with traces of applying layer by layer. The ground is also covered with mud, not smooth, and there are traces of water in the uneven pit.

The decoration in the room is very simple.

There is a three-foot-high four-legged wooden shelf in the corner of the room, and a red suitcase about two feet long and two feet wide and deep is placed on it. The red paint is already mottled, and it can be seen that it is a bit old.

Next to the suitcase is a bench with some debris on it.

Next to it is a triangular wooden shelf against the wall. There is a shallow-bottomed wooden basin on each layer, and a gray and old cotton towel is also placed on it.

There is a two-foot-high square cabinet near the head of the bed, with three buckets, and I don’t know what it contains.

The bedside table is a simple table, like a simple dressing table for women. There is nothing else on the table except a wooden comb and a needle and thread basket.

Apart from that, there is no other place in the house.

Of course, there are still beds.

A very simple shelf bed surrounded by shelves on three sides. Four wooden pillars stand on all sides, and old gray tents with several patches hung...

Fang Ru lay on the bed, staring blankly at the hole in the tent above her head. She was in a daze, not knowing where she was.

The mind was changing like a lantern, like a needle prick, and it hurts. The chest was blunt as if someone was pulling it with a blunt knife.

Cold tears rolled down at the corners of my eyes, and a pillow filled with straw...

Fang Ru woke up drowsyly and woke up, unwilling to move.

It was not until she felt someone shaking her gently that Fang Ru opened her sore and swollen eyes and squinted at the person coming.

The person who came had a good appearance, with sword eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, thick and thin lips, and a little dark complexion. He looked pretty good. His body was so delicate that he was a little white and slightly wrinkled. But even so, he could tell that he was born with a clothes rack.

He has a tall and well-proportioned figure, no more than one point.

The visitor was holding a large thick porcelain bowl in one hand and shaking her gently with the other.

Fang Ru blinked her sore eyes and stared at him without saying a word.

The man was a little uncomfortable when Fang Ru stared at her blankly, and felt a little depressed, as if the other party was looking at a stranger.

The man frowned slightly, resisted the strange feeling in his heart, his eyes turned down, moved to the bowl in his hand, and said softly: "This is the porridge I just cooked. I cut the meat back early in the morning and chopped it up and cooked it together. You haven't eaten or drunk for the whole day, so I'll help you get up and eat some."

The man put his rice bowl on the dilapidated square cabinet at the head of the bed and acted to help Fang Ru up.

Fang Ru turned her head tilted.

A trace of darkness flashed in the man's eyes, and he took his hand blankly.

Fang Ru struggled to support her with both hands, gritted her teeth and supported her upper body, dragged her whole body backwards, and wanted to lean back against the bed frame.

Seeing that she had difficulty getting up, the man stretched out his hands forward and wanted to support her, but in the end he didn't reach over.

He clenched his fists and quickly helped Fang Ru pick up the straw pillow on her pillow and put it upright behind her so that she could lean on it more comfortably.

The straw pillow quilt stood up and leaned against the old bed frame. Fang Ru took advantage of the situation and leaned forward. She gasped slightly. She had no food and drink all day, and she was exhausted and it was so difficult for her to get up.

The man helped Fang Ru pull up the quilt that was invisible to the color of Hui Lao, and then lifted the earthenware bowl from the square cabinet at the bedside.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he squeezed the spoon with one hand and stirred it in the bowl. He scooped a large spoon and blew it and handed it to Fang Ru's mouth.

Fang Ru's ancient Jing glanced at him without wavering, and then turned his head inward again.

Without saying a word, he just reached out to pick up the bowl. The thick porcelain bowl was a bit heavy, and Fang Ru's hands sank down, almost unable to hold it.

The man bluffed his hands under the thick porcelain bowl with some concern, for fear that she would not be able to hold it for the moment.

Seeing that Fang Ru didn't even look at him, her eyes became dimmer and darker. She looked at Kong Kong's hands blankly, a little helpless and a little disappointed.

After a few breaths, she looked up at Fang Ru and saw that she was holding the bowl with difficulty in one hand and slowly scooping porridge with spoonfuls of porridge with the other hand, her movements were quiet and elegant.

Just be willing to eat.

The man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed it tightly again.

She still stared at Fang Ru well, watching her movements slowly but gracefully eating the vegetable and meat porridge in the bowl.

That was the meat he bought at the market early in the morning, and after he came back, he cut it down and cooked it himself.

After eating a bowl of vegetable and meat porridge, Fang felt a little warmth in her stomach, and she had recovered a little strength and no longer had to twitch like she had just now.

The man took the empty bowl over, looked at her and said, "You should keep it safe. If you have anything, call me, I'm outside. Don't worry about Wan'er, if you have the eldest and second sister-in-law help you take it, you..."

The man found that Fang Ru had closed her eyes and slid into the quilt again, so he stopped talking awkwardly. He adjusted the pillow slightly so that she could make it more comfortable and helped her tuck the quilt.

He stared at her for a while and said, "Then you have a good rest, I'll go out first. If you have any questions, call me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ru heard the man's tiptoe footsteps and the sound of the door gently closing, and the old wooden door creaked twice.

Then I heard a sharp voice from a woman outside the door: "...I have been lying for three days, but I still can't get out of bed? I want to be a young grandma! I'm waiting for my mother-in-law to serve tea and water!..."

"Mom, whisper more."

"What do I do to whisper! Ah? I just poured it on the ground, oh, it became expensive? Who has never fallen on the ground? Only she is expensive! She hired a doctor and bought medicine! She also had to eat meat porridge! All work here and outside require me to make this old bone!...Oh, I'm so cruel..."

"Mom, she didn't say she wanted to eat meat porridge, I wanted to buy it for her to eat."

"You've been able to do it? You are a big man who doesn't work hard, so you come back to serve your wife and go into the kitchen! You still have the face to say to you!"

"Isn't she not able to get up? Besides, it's not a big deal." The man tried to defend himself.

Then I heard the sharp female voice say, "Oh, why did I give birth to such a bad thing? I said I would marry a wife who could work in the fields. Do you prefer her to see her face and a few big words. Can this be used to make a verbal quiz or drink?"

After a pause, the voice sounded again: "Also, where did you get the meat money today? Did you secretly save your private money? Are you still filial to others when you raise your wages?"

"Okay, I have learned to save my private money! Oh, what's my life? I've got you five of you big, and I can't wear a new piece of clothing all year round, and I haven't seen any meat for several months. This wife is so lucky! Oh, my life is so miserable. As a son, I have learned to save my private money on my back!"

I heard the man's voice a little nervous and deliberately lowered: "Mom, I don't have it! I borrowed this money from my third cousin..."

The female voice suddenly raised her head: "I borrowed it? You borrowed it? You still want me to pay it back after borrowing it? Oh, I'm so crazy. My second wife, hurry up and marinate the meat in the kitchen with salt. What kind of meat will you eat when you are not in the New Year or the New Year! If I don't speak, no one is allowed to touch that meat!"

"Mom, Jinniang..."

"How is she? She has been lying down for a few days and has been taking medicine for a few days. Isn't that money? Whoever fell to the ground and clamored to eat meat? If she disliked my family's lack of meat, she would go back to her parents' home! Who would show this way to death?"

...

Fang Ru closed her eyes hard, pulled the dusty quilt and covered her forehead, and tears rolled down her cheeks...
Chapter completed!