noffsinger Chapter 39 Trap
Chapter 39 Trap
Wang family.
At this time, Mrs. Wang had also prepared dinner and brought out three bowls of vegetable porridge.
The porridge is made by boiling previously dried wild vegetables with a spoonful of ground millet flour in the shell.
After watching her husband start eating, Mrs. Wang brought a bowl to feed her eldest son. After Wang Zeben took a sip, he spat it out.
"What kind of pig food are you making? It's bitter, astringent and irritating to the throat."
Wang Zeben glared at his mother.
Mrs. Wang watched the food spit out onto the kang, and hurriedly picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth with a distressed look on her face.
Chewing and mumbling,
"My dear son, I want to give you something good to eat, but there is nothing to eat at home."
"It's all that evil family's fault. We just lent them some food, and they hurt you like this. If they pretend not to hear us, we'll just lend them a few bags of food."
"Why did it have to get to this point, with injuries and blood?"
Wang Zeben listened to his mother's nagging. He was already irritated by the pain from his wound, and then he remembered that it was his mother's bad advice that caused him to get injured.
Thinking of this, he pushed Wang Pozi hard with his uninjured arm.
Mrs. Wang was caught off guard and was suddenly pushed by her eldest son. In order to protect the food in her hand, her head hit the table next to her.
The blow was quite severe, giving me a severe headache and seeing stars. I even dropped the bowl in my hand and it broke into several pieces.
Mrs. Wang didn't care about her dizzy head, and she cried out in pain, and hurried to pick up the porridge that fell on the ground.
He ate the top layer without soil, and went to the kitchen to get a bowl to put the rest.
I plan to wait a moment, add some water and then eat it.
Neither Wang Zeben nor his son cared about the bump on Wang Po's head. Wang Zeben was only thinking about how to make something delicious. The food his mother made was pig food, which he could not eat at all.
Wang Kangshi was planning in his mind how to take revenge on the Qin family and get their food and money back.
Looking at her little son who was still unconscious, Mrs. Wang called out a few times but seeing no response, she pushed him again.
Seeing that he was still unconscious, she touched her youngest son's forehead with heartache, and was relieved to see that he didn't have a fever.
He picked up the porridge in his hand and asked his eldest son if he wanted to eat it. He saw Wang Zeben turned his head away in disgust.
Only then did Mrs. Wang pick up the porridge and quickly took a few mouthfuls.
After thinking about it, I left half a bowl so that I could heat it up for my youngest son in case he woke up.
At night, the youngest son Wang Dezhe developed a high fever, and his groaning woke up Wang Deben who was beside him.
He was already feeling hungry, and now hearing his brother groaning made him even more irritated, so he woke up his mother rudely.
Mrs. Wang touched her youngest son's forehead, was startled, and hurriedly woke up her husband.
Wang Kangshi looked helpless at this time, as there was no medicine to treat the cold at home.
The villagers all endure minor illnesses, and only those who have some money at home will go to see a doctor.
Not to mention that his family is extremely poor, even if he were rich, he would have nowhere to see a doctor now.
I had no choice but to ask the old woman to put a cool cloth on my youngest son's head and change it frequently, hoping that my youngest son could survive.
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The three members of the Qin family were unaware of the chaos at the Wang family's side, and were worried that the thieves would come again, so Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang planned to set a trap by the courtyard wall.
Judging from the previous footprints, the thief climbed over the wall from outside the courtyard, and the snow pile outside the wall was quite high.
After walking around the house, I found that it was difficult to climb over the wall anywhere else except this place, and my own door was also very sturdy.
Last time, one of them climbed over the wall and opened the door from the inside.
Lu Qingqing planned to set a trap in this area with high snow.
Insert some sharpened bamboos into the courtyard wall, and use a broken bowl at home to put the sharp end facing upwards, pour water on it and freeze it to the top of the wall.
Worried that it wouldn't hold properly, I poured a few more layers. Wearing thick gloves, I pinched and tugged, only finishing when I felt it couldn't be pulled any further.
I also found two strong sticks and planned to use them to prop up the door at night.
Before, we would fasten the door panel from the inside at night, and then we would put two wooden sticks on top to ensure that it could not be pushed open from the outside.
Grandma Qin found the bell that Qin Lang played with when he was a child, and directed the two to hang a rope around the outside of the trap and tie the bell to it.
After trying a few times, as long as I touched the rope, the bell would start to swing, and the sound was crisp and clear, which could be heard clearly in the house.
After the trap was made, Lu Qingqing polished the arrowhead in her hand until it was shiny.
At dinner, Grandma Qin made white flour dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut and vermicelli. The sauerkraut dumplings had thin skin and large fillings. The unique flavor of sauerkraut filled my mouth with every bite.
Taking a sip of hot dumpling soup is really a treat in the cold winter.
After dinner, Lu Qingqing began her daily archery practice, more diligently than before, and only stopped to rest when she could no longer lift her arms.
When bandits attacked, she was forced to fight even though she hadn't mastered her archery skills yet. It was like in a previous life, when she planned to cram all night before an exam, but ended up falling asleep as soon as she picked up her book, and woke up the next day to find she had an exam.
It's the same feeling, it's so uncomfortable!
Grandma Qin watched the two children practice seriously without disturbing them. She quietly boiled some hot water for them to wash up after practice.
Before going to bed, Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang lay on the kang.
Under the oil lamp, Grandma Qin picked up the clothes that Qin Lang had torn while working and started mending them.
After chatting for a few sentences, the two fell asleep. They were both exhausted after doing too much work that day.
After Grandma Qin finished mending the clothes, she looked after the two children for a while, then turned off the lights and lay down.
When she woke up in the morning, Lu Qingqing couldn't help but feel annoyed and slapped her head.
I wanted to be more alert last night, but I fell asleep soon after I lay down.
Grandma Qin found it very funny and said with a smile:
"Little girl, you are at the age when you are growing up, how can you not sleep? Don't make it hard on yourself. I am old and sleep lightly. If someone comes, they will hear it. Don't worry."
Lu Qingqing remembered that the last time the thieves came, it was Grandma Qin who heard them and woke them up.
I scratched my messy hair awkwardly. My hair was already messy because I didn't sleep well, and it became even messier because of this.
Qin Lang also came in from outside at this time. Seeing Lu Qingqing's messy hair, he immediately pointed at her and laughed.
"Daya, your hair looks like a bird's nest on a tree. Oh, it's just a little off here."
As he said that, he walked forward and pulled the hair by her ear.
"It looks even more like it this way, grandma. Tell me, do you think it looks like it?"
When Qin Lang pointed at her and smiled, Lu Qingqing was still a little confused, but now she finally reacted.
He stood up, put on his cotton coat, and chased after Qin Lang, pretending to hit him.
When Qin Lang saw that Daya was annoyed by his laughter, he quickly hid behind Grandma Qin and made faces at her.
Grandma Qin watched the two children playing with a smile on her face. After a while, she called Lu Qingqing over and braided her hair.
After raising her hair for a few months, Lu Qingqing's hair is still a little yellow and looks very frizzy.
Grandma Qin sighed inwardly, the girl's health is still not well.
Thinking of this, he ordered Qin Lang to fetch snow to boil water, as the well water was now frozen.
Since it started snowing, our family has been drinking snow water.
At breakfast, Grandma Qin shared the remaining sauerkraut dumplings from yesterday with the two of them, keeping only five or six for herself.
He specially heated up a few more white flour buns, and when he saw Lu Qingqing finish eating the dumplings, he stuffed another bun into her hand.
Lu Qingqing knew that Grandma Qin was good to her, but her stomach had become smaller due to hunger at the Lu family, so she couldn't eat much.
Although I have been in the Qin family for a few months, my appetite has gradually increased.
But she really couldn't finish a big plate of dumplings, a steamed bun, vegetables and dumpling soup.
He had no choice but to break off half of the steamed bun and stuff it into Qin Lang's mouth. As expected, both of them were full this morning.
The Qin family was having a great time, but the Wang family was in turmoil again.