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Chapter 391, The General and the Patient (5)

After a heavy snowfall, the village was basically closed.

Huo Qinghua and the six of them huddled together in the hut.

There is a brazier in the middle, and it's snowy outside so it's relatively bright inside.

Xi Dan was taking a nap while Huo Qinghua made him a leopard skin coat.

Old beggars also take naps. There is nothing to do in winter. It’s not like hiding in bed all day. Of course, beggars don’t have a bed.
Beggars have to be lenient, otherwise, how can anyone live better than beggars?
The old general sighed.

The old beggar was like a conditioned reflex: "Would you like some water?"

The old general looked at his daughter: "The winter solstice is coming."

Huo Qinghua: "Thinking about your ancestors? Don't you understand what they did? It is said that being a general kills too much, and he is doomed to die a happy death. A general who has lived for a hundred years is definitely suitable."

The old general vomited blood angrily.

Huo Qinghua continued to provoke: "You have no grievances or enmity with them, each is the master, but what is the master doing? Think it's just killing the enemy? How many of your subordinates have died? Are you at ease? Forget it, the past was buried in snow Yes, new flowers will bloom next year."

The old general coughed so hard that he suffocated himself.

The old beggar was in a hurry.

Huo Qinghua slowly tidied up and made the old general comfortable.

The uncle was silent.In fact, why should the Lou family memorize some things?
Others kill enemies for meritorious deeds, but what does the Lou family do in the end?
Huo Qinghua told the old beggar: "Serve carefully, someone will take care of you in the future."

The old beggar nodded, no matter what else, he was the most sympathetic.In this situation, it is better to be a beggar.

The next day, the old general didn't wake up either.

Huo Qinghua fed him medicine and let the old beggar talk beside him.

The old beggar didn't know what he was thinking: "Being a beggar, I also want to get a wife and taste the taste of women. So a few of us went behind the widow's door and watched her and her daughter taking a bath. I'm going to wipe it! Unexpectedly, mother and daughter !”

The old beggar was probably too involved and forgot that Huo Qinghua was a woman.

Xi Dan coughed.

Beggars look really wretched.

Finally, the old general is about to wake up from nausea, please stop talking.

The old beggar stopped, and the old general fell into coma again.

On the third day, the old general didn't wake up again.

The old beggar risked his life and was immersed in the fireworks of March: "The dog chased me hard, and I got into a young lady's yard through the dog hole. There were many clothes drying in the yard, and they were colorful. I stole a bellyband and hid two clothes on my body. When I take it out and smell it, it smells delicious. Sometimes I dream that I married a young lady and my son won the first prize in the exam."

Huo Qinghua: "Why don't you think your son will become a general?"

The old beggar: "What's so good about the general? Everyone says, like the Lou family, he's dead."

The old general opened his eyes.

The old beggar probably just came back to his senses: "Alas, these are dog emperors, and they will finish sooner or later. The emperors take turns to do it."

Huo Qinghua asked: "Who did that young lady marry afterward? Where is your son?"

The old beggar shyly said: "Begging goes everywhere, who really cares about her, it's just a dream."

Huo Qinghua: "There is still a dream, maybe it will come true?"

The old beggar was fascinated at the moment: "People should be more realistic, some eat and some sleep."

Huo Qinghua checked the old general's pulse.

The old general was in poor spirits and drank medicine every day.

The snow has almost melted before seeing improvement.

Others only think of winter when they see it, and it is very common to get sick in time for the season. Maybe the body will be better in spring, better than the wheat in the field.

Huo Qinghua thought to herself, the old general can still give you ears of wheat.

After the snow, the sky is not too bad, the old beggar is opening up wasteland in front of his new house, and he will plant what can be planted first.

Huo Qinghua started planting with a hoe.Some young men from the village came to help.

It's better if there are more people. It's about an acre. Plant some radishes and garlic.

A road needs to be built here, otherwise it will be inconvenient to enter the village when it rains or snows.

The sun is good, the uncle moved the chair out.

The two sick men, the old general and the prince, were wrapped in rice dumplings and sat on chairs, watching the villagers busy building roads.

If the villagers want to come here, they are willing to communicate with the village, but they are not abandoned, and they are still thinking about them when there are good things.

Or the blessings from one side will overflow from the road to the other side, and the situation will be different than if there is no road.

If there is no water, it is dead, and if there is no road, it is also dead, so people cannot have no road.

A group of children were playing, five or six-year-old children, tattered, with grass tied around their waists, cold, not only had a runny nose, but also had something to eat in their hands and stuffed it into their mouths.

Children are greedy and can pick out anything because they usually don’t have enough to eat.

The adults scolded twice, they came here like this, maybe they can eat better.

When Huo Qinghua came, two girls from the village also came, they were the kind of country girls who couldn't be more rustic.

If you want to talk about this kind of village girl, she didn't let you live.

A village girl was tidier, looking at Xiao Jiang shyly, coughing and coughing, she seemed to be sick.

Huo Qinghua didn't bother to care, even if she coughed and dug some grass and fried it, she would come here like this.

The boys in the village don't know what to think.

Now that the road has been cleared, the furniture has been moved from Muramasa's place, and it's time to officially move in.

Who wants to live in thatched huts if they have a new house, but uncles and old beggars always clean up and clean up. Since the money is spent, they pack up and live in it, just to have a good time.

Huo Qinghua and the boss live in the two rooms on the east side, there is a little space in front, and a pharmacy is built over it.

The old general and the four are on the western side, and they can live well. The old general has to be taken care of at night.

The kitchen has a shed to the main house, so don't worry about rainy days.

It is best to have a well at the back because there is a spring.

Therefore, the well is not deep, and the water is enough for my own use. I built a well platform so that I am not afraid of water from the back mountain flowing in on rainy days.

There are only a few steps back to the mountain, and there are not many flat lands in front, just open vegetable fields.

On the ground, pagoda trees, hibiscus trees, and camellias were planted.

When the weather is fine, you can move the table and drink tea in the sun in front of the door.

It's cold, so I'm inside the house, the main hall is big, and finally there is no need for six people to squeeze into the thatched hut.

The huts over there are well repaired, and several families in the village still want to live there.

Huo Qinghua didn't care.

Get settled here and prepare for the New Year.

In the first year, Huo Qinghua planned to go to the city and get something back.

Cough cough, Xi Dan is already a son or son, looking at her.

Ahem, the old general is upset, he always feels that his daughter is going to make trouble.

Huo Qinghua had no choice but to give up: "Uncle, be careful, it's good if you don't get back empty-handed."

The uncle understood that he would not take the little beggar with him this time.

The mountains were covered by heavy snow, and there was food, firewood, and meat in the house, which could last until March next year.

The old beggar said with emotion: "Fortunately, Chai Duo."

Only when there is a lot of firewood can I be willing to burn it. The house is warm and not as deserted as a new house.

The old general looked outside from time to time.

Huo Qinghua thought to herself, only the uncle is familiar with the old general.

Finally, the uncle came back safely years ago and carried some things on his back.

The old general closed his eyes as if sleeping. He was old and haggard, as if he could sleep forever.

The uncle didn't have much to say: "Concubine Zhen's son wants to be crown prince, and the fight is fierce."

Concubine Zhen is the younger sister of the Marquis of Hanyang, the favorite concubine, and has such a relationship with Lu Jiao's son.

The beloved concubine wins, it depends on whether the concubine Zhen can have the last laugh.

(End of this chapter)