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The expectant gaze of the Kid made Liu Qingxi unable to refuse, and of course, he would not oppose: "Of course, but Er Zhuzi is injured today and needs to rest. We can go tomorrow!"
"Okay!" Liu Qingyan obediently agreed.
However, still worried about his good friend, once back home, he would see something delicious and say, "Sister, let's bring this to Er Zhuzi!"
"Let him play with this!"
"This one..."
Liu Qingxi helplessly looked at the seemingly moving house Kid and shook his head with a sigh: "Alright! Today I'll listen to you!"
In fact, the Kid, with Zhang Wuliang's help, would also go to visit.
Later that night, at Zhang Wuliang's home.
Er Zhuzi, who had been unconscious for an entire afternoon, groggily woke up, only to see darkness all around him. He was suddenly frightened; why couldn't he see anything?
"Ah!" A scream echoed loudly in the quiet night.
Liu suddenly woke up and quickly lit the oil lamp: "Er Zhuzi, you're awake? Is there anywhere uncomfortable? Are you hungry?"
The caring face before him and the warm words in his ears made Er Zhuzi realize that he was actually fine!
"Woo woo woo~~~" The fear from the moment he was bitten and the sudden relaxation now created a huge contrast that brought tears to his eyes.
"Alright, alright, don't cry. It's okay now!" Liu had initially planned to scold her son when he woke up, but at this moment, her heart softened completely; how could she bear to scold him?
"Mom, I'm hungry!" Er Zhuzi looked up with tearful eyes.
Liu wiped her tears with her sleeve, patted Er Zhuzi's head, and tucked him in: "Wait a moment; I'll go make you something delicious!"
Thinking back over the years, poisonous snakes rarely appeared in the village; unfortunately, today was just when her son encountered one.
It’s also her fault for not properly watching the children; they shouldn’t be allowed to run around everywhere.
While thinking about this, Liu quickly rolled out a bowl of noodles, sprinkled some chopped green onions on top, and the rich aroma was mouthwatering.
White noodles are not something one can eat every day; even during the New Year, everyone can only have a taste!
Er Zhuzi picked up his bowl and began to wolf down the food, prompting Liu to anxiously remind him from the side, “Slow down, slow down! If you don’t have enough to eat, there’s more!”
At the same time, Liu Qingxi was awakened by a startled scream nearby.
She got up and walked over to Liu Qingyan’s bedside.
The child was sweating profusely, repeatedly mumbling, “Er Zhuzi, run! Run!”
His feet kicked back and forth while his hands clutched tightly onto the blanket.
Sigh! Liu Qingxi knew he was scared by what had happened; after all, just moments ago they were playing well together when a friend suddenly collapsed in front of him. Even adults would struggle to remain calm, let alone a child.
Gently stroking his head with her left hand and lightly patting the blanket with her right, she said, “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Er Zhuzi is fine now; everything is okay! Just sleep well! Your sister is here; there’s nothing to fear!”
Gradually, perhaps feeling the warmth from his sister, Liu Qingyan began to calm down and drifted off to sleep.
Once he was sound asleep, Liu Qingxi returned to her own bed.
When they first moved in together, they shared a bed. However, since there has always been a rule that boys and girls should not share a bed after the age of seven, they eventually had another bed made for them.
A curtain was hung in between, giving them each their own independent space.
After sleeping until dawn, Liu Qingxi woke up early to tidy up and then prepared to take Liu Qingyan along to visit the village chief's house.
When Liu saw the visitors arrive, she was momentarily stunned but quickly understood what was happening. As a mother, she wondered why her son was the one who got hurt while all the other children were playing without any injuries.
So for Liu Qingyan, who was playing with Er Zhuzi, her attitude was not particularly warm.
Liu Qingxi understood the situation as well; after all, everyone experiences this kind of imbalance. It's like when students in modern schools see their classmates studying the same amount of time but getting better exam results and various scholarships, leading to feelings of jealousy.
So she took the initiative to step forward: "Aunt, how is Er Zhuzi doing today? I came with Yan to check on him! Here are some things to help him recover!"
She actively offered the gifts, mainly the dried wild game, which is rare and something that farmers are reluctant to eat.
Liu's expression improved slightly; at least compared to other families, Liu Qingxi was the first to come and visit.
"You girl, just coming to check is enough; why bring anything?" However, her hands were quick as she took the items and turned to place them on the stove.
"Qingxi, Qingyan, you two go inside and take a look! Er Zhuzi just woke up! Have you eaten? You can have something here!"
"Aunt, no need for that; we’ve already eaten. You go ahead and keep busy!"
Liu Qingxi followed Liu Qingyan into the dark room where Er Zhuzi lay on a one-meter-wide bed, the blanket dark and somewhat damp.
Seeing his good friends, his eyes brightened: "Yan, you’re here!"
"Yes, yes! My sister and I came to see you. Are you feeling better?"
"Ah, I’m fine now, but my mom won’t let me go out to play!" He hung his head and pouted unhappily.
"Er Zhuzi, you need to take care of your health. Only when you're well can you play with Yan and the others. You have to listen to your mom, okay?" Liu Qingxi gently patted his head.
The kid nodded but then bit his lip, looking at Liu Qingxi with an expression that suggested he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What’s wrong? Just say it!" Liu Qingxi smiled.
Taking a deep breath, Er Zhuzi gritted his teeth: "Sister Liu, did Yan mean what he said to me yesterday?"
"Huh??? Liu Qingxi had several question marks above her head: 'Yan, what did you all talk about yesterday?'
Liu Qingyan scratched her head and chuckled, 'Sister, I forgot to tell you, Er Zhuzi and the others want me to teach them how to read and write, hehe.'
'Sister Liu, is that okay? I also want to learn. Once Yan learns, he can teach me!' He knew that learning together was impossible; the family was not literate.
What a big deal this was! It turned out to be this: 'Of course, that's fine. It's great that you want to learn. However, Yan doesn't know how yet. Once he learns, you can all start learning!'
Er Zhuzi jumped up from the bed with a shout: 'Sister Liu, you don't oppose it?'
His previously pale face flushed with excitement.
This was an incredible thing; after all, reading and writing were like a craftsman's skills—reluctant to pass their craft on to others.
Liu, busy by the stove, quickly ran over: 'Er Zhuzi, what's wrong with you?'
Seeing her son bouncing around on the bed, she scolded, 'What are you yelling for? You scared me to death!'
Her heart was still racing.
'Mama, Mama, I have good news for you! Yan is going to teach me how to read!'
'What?' Liu exclaimed in shock, dropping the rolling pin she was holding onto the floor."
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