Siheyuan: The farm in my mind is in your hands.

"You, did you come to Huating County from Sijiu City?"

Chen Jianghe asked, trying hard to suppress his excitement. He had a feeling that the person in front of him was the one he was looking for.

Sure enough, when the person on the bed heard Sijiucheng, he suddenly struggled to get up.

But after being bedridden for a long time, she was almost unable to move.

Chen Jianghe looked around for the light switch and suddenly remembered that electric lights were not yet popular in rural areas at that time.

This is also the reason why it was pitch black everywhere when you first entered the village. It was still the era of kerosene lamps in rural areas.

According to the original development history, it would take 20 years for rural areas to start laying electrical wires and installing electric lights.

He took out a flashlight from his bag, of course, the most primitive one he found in the system mall.

This old-fashioned flashlight requires two batteries for power and has appeared on shopping mall shelves as early as 54. Using it here will not arouse suspicion.

Chen Jianghe did not intend to tell anyone around him about the system, not even his blood relatives.

Such fantastic things will only bring them trouble and trouble.

Under the dim light of the flashlight, Chen Jianghe finally saw the person lying on the bed.

What a face it was, so swollen and yellow that you could almost see the tissue fluid under the skin.

Not only the face, but the whole body of the patient is like water-injected meat, with a horrible transparent feeling.

Is this still a human being?

(Author: All descriptions in this book are purely fictional and have nothing to do with reality.)

The moment he saw Chen Jianghe, the patient made a humming sound in his throat, and it can be seen that he was very excited!

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time, eat something first." Chen Jianghe choked up at one point.

He quickly took out a package of brown sugar millet porridge from his bag, thought about it, and added some milk powder into it.

Of course, it is still served in the aluminum lunch boxes of this era, and every detail must be in place.

While feeding the patient with porridge, he also gave a portion to the child, letting the child drink the porridge and eat roasted sweet potatoes at the same time.

When the child saw the person on the bed drinking, he also lowered his head and started drinking.

What a filial child, Chen Jianghe thought to himself.

"Slow down, there's more."

He didn't expect to encounter such a situation during his trip to Huating County.

He thought that perhaps his original mother and sister had passed away, otherwise it would be impossible for there to be no news for several years.

I also thought that the other party might have really done as Sha Zhu said and remarried without wanting him to know.

I never thought that it would be like this now.

The original body's mother was bedridden, and her sister and brother-in-law Zhao Qing were temporarily missing.

There was only a child of three or four years old left, who ran to the ditch in the middle of winter to dig up water chestnuts to eat.

The child probably weighed only about 10 to 20 kilograms, about the same as a larger cat. It was obviously caused by long-term malnutrition.

but.

Fortunately, he came.

Otherwise, this will be a pain that Chen Jianghe will never be able to let go of in his life.

He had heard of malnutrition caused by hunger, which is medically known as edema.

I heard this from some elderly people before I traveled through time, but I didn't have any direct experience at the time and just thought it was an exaggeration by the elderly.

Some things are better seen than heard.

Soon, his mother finished a bowl of millet porridge with added ingredients, but her body still needed to rest before she could recover.

The child drank a bowl of porridge, and half of the roasted sweet potato was left in his hand, which was taken away by Chen Jianghe.

"You can't eat it all at once. Your stomach can't handle it. I'll save some for you to digest before you eat."

He was not sure whether this child was his original sister's, so he just gave himself the title of brother.

The woman on the bed was staring at Chen Jianghe from beginning to end. There was obvious light in her eyes, but she did not dare to blink, for fear that she was dreaming.

This was her own son whom she had given up several years ago. If her son had not come to find her, she would have died with regret in this life.

In his heart, Chen Jianghe already regarded the other person as his mother in this world, but at this moment he felt like there was something stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

The child was already drowsy after eating, so Chen Jianghe put the child on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Well, not a quilt, just a layer of hay-like plant straw inside the quilt cover.

……

We can't ask him to just move out a few quilts at this time.

Fortunately, when he entered the house just now, he found a few sticks in the corner of the yard, which should be able to be used for heating.

"You take a rest first. I'll go close the door and bring something to keep warm."

After Chen Jianghe finished speaking, he took out a kerosene lamp from his bag. It was not that he didn't want to use candles, but kerosene lamps were safer.

There were two people in the room, one was asleep and the other couldn't move. If he went out and a fire broke out, it would be a disaster.

After lighting the kerosene lamp, he went out with a flashlight.

It's completely dark outside now, and I can only rely on the light of the flashlight to illuminate the road under my feet.

Chen Jianghe walked around and found that the nearest house to the yard was about twenty meters away, with a bare space in the middle.

When he walked over, he found that the door was closed from the inside, so he didn't knock.

Looking from the outside of the house, most other people's houses have adobe walls.

The wall of Zhao Qing's house is made of half adobe and half wooden sticks, so he should be considered a family of average means in the village.

After all, I am a outsider, and if I rashly go to someone else's house late at night, it might cause panic to others.

Besides, it was impossible for a normal person to carry too much food and drink with him, so he turned around and went back to Zhao Qing's yard and locked the door from the inside.

At this time, the inside of the wooden door is still a mortise and tenon structure. Just push the blocking wooden bar to the left and it will be inserted.

In costume TV dramas, masked men can use a blade to push the door open from the outside, which is very close to reality.

However, a hole was drilled in the door of Zhao Qing's house, and a stick was directly stuffed into it, so it could not be opened from the outside.

But Chen Jianghe did not add this layer of insurance, there was no need!

Before he came, the family was so poor that there were only two people left, and one of them was sick. They would cry when a thief came.

After searching for some dry wood in the yard, Chen Jianghe turned off the flashlight and entered the door with a small bundle of firewood in his arms, which were dry pine wood blocks that were particularly resistant to burning.

Tomorrow I will crush the burnt charcoal and nothing will be visible.

After he lit the fire, the room, which was originally cold, became warm.

In the light of the fire, the faces of the two people sleeping on the bed, one big and one small, were coated with a layer of fiery red.

Chen Jianghe ate something, sat down on a few chairs, and gradually fell asleep.

In other words, his physical fitness has long surpassed the limits of human beings, otherwise anyone else would catch a cold even with a fire.

It was just dawn the next day.

Chen Jianghe woke up and found that he was covered with a bed sheet, which was two layers of blue-gray coarse cloth.

It should be that my mother asked the children to come over and cover me with quilts in the middle of the night because there were no extra quilts at home.

The house is drafty everywhere.

Besides, the pine wood from last night was gone. It was obvious that someone had added more firewood in the middle of the night, and there were still warm embers.

"Uncle."

The child, who was obviously much more energetic, called out timidly when he saw that someone had woken up.