Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Can't give up

There is no work in the fields in winter, so An Zhixia is responsible for preparing the three meals a day for the brothers and sisters to be fragrant and delicious. By the way, they feed the little long-term worker Niu Wang, and they stay in the house knitting cashmere sweaters.

 Finally, before the end of the year, both brothers and sisters put on slim-fitting, comfortable and extremely warm cashmere clothes. There are two sets for each person, An Zhiqiu's is black and red, and hers is red and ginger. After making cashmere clothes, she used elastic cotton to make autumn clothes and autumn trousers. Of course, she also had a white shirt that marked her status as an intellectual.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the New Year pig is slaughtered in the village, and each household is given some pork.

An Zhixia also followed the trend and started organizing the New Year's Eve meals. According to rural custom, meals from the first to the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year must be prepared before the thirtieth. Each meal only needs to be heated once, so everyone uses all their skills and makes more tricks.

 She thought about the recipe for two days and took her brother to work in the kitchen.

Having finished the steamed buns from before, she continued to steam two large pots, including one pot for steamed buns, one pot for sticky bean buns, and another pot for flower rolls. She also made some pastries, such as date cake, mung bean cake, pumpkin cake, rice dumplings, glutinous rice cake, glutinous rice balls, etc.

 After steaming, put it on the bluestone outside the house to freeze solid, then pick it up and store it in an urn.

 An Zhixia continued to make fried goods: radish balls, sugar cakes, twists, spreads, various fried meats, fried sweet potatoes, yams, mushrooms, lotus roots, tofu, French fries, etc. She also braised a pot of meat, tofu, sausages, and dried vegetables. The soup with all the ingredients was fragrant and kept floating in the small courtyard in winter, as if it was attached to a hook, making people couldn't help but stretch their necks and shrug their noses.

"Hello, Xiaoan educated youth?" A pretty girl wearing a floral jacket and two short braids stood at the door of the kitchen and greeted with a smile, a slight pear dimple on her lips.

The voice was crisp and full of youthful wantonness.

"Who are you?" An Zhixia is a beauty and voice-controller. She is beautiful, but she can't look at her all the time, so she still maintains great enthusiasm for beautiful people and food.

"I am Fang Hongye, and my father is the village chief," she said with a smile: "That kid Niu Wang is not sensible and has eaten a lot of your food. Our family has nothing to give back, so I just thought about you coming from the city. As an educated youth, I probably don't know how to make shoes, so I made two pairs, but you can't be dissatisfied.”

As she spoke, she put the shoes tightly wrapped in oil paper on a clean chair, shyly raised her feet and left, shouting without stopping.

This, is this my brother's first wife in the novel? Looking at this bright and smooth woman, An Zhixia felt that if she were her brother, it would be difficult for her to resist this kind of luck.

"Zhixia, who is here?" An Zhiqiu asked casually as he only saw the back of a woman.

"Ah," An Zhixia was confused and pointed at the oil paper bag: "I just gave some food to the village chief's grandson, and his sister-in-law gave me two pairs of shoes. The people in the village are so honest," she said with a sly smile. concluded.

An Zhiqiu glanced at her sister and asked curiously while unpacking the oil paper bag: "How many good things have you given to others, and made people bother to make shoes as a gift in return?"

The shoes were single shoes with thousand-layer soles, and the stitching was neat and beautiful. He couldn't help but take off the cotton shoes on his feet and try them on. "Oh, I can't say they fit really well."

 After her brother said this, An Zhixia thought more. Does she want to let the plot develop, let her brother and Fang Hongye get together, and then work twice as hard to get out of the predicament; or is she still ruthless and the one who beats the mandarin ducks?

Before she could think about it, a child rushed in, shouting as he ran: "No, someone fell into the river! Sister educated youth, fell, fell into the river..."

An Zhixia quickly called Fei Zheng and asked her to put out the fire in the stove. After asking the child for the location, she dragged her brother and ran to the river.

"Xia Xia, don't worry, brother, go take a look first." An Zhiqiu ran very fast with his long legs, and disappeared out of the alley in two or three times.

An Zhixia did not dare to delay and continued to run with gritted teeth.

There is a river surrounding the village in Hetang Village. The river surface is wide and the water flow is slightly fast. Therefore, even if the river freezes in winter, people dare not step on it easily for fear that the ice will not be thick enough and they will fall in. Only some playful and courageous children secretly go to the river to dig ice to fish, regardless of the dissuasion of adults, and accidents happen every year.

When she was about to run out of breath, she finally saw the crowd gathered around her. He pinched his waist, held his breath and ran again, "Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly."

They were all half-grown children, and when they heard the sound they hurriedly moved out of the way.

An Zhiqiu was all wet, holding a pale boy with closed eyes in his arms. The two little girls each held one of his legs, crying until they were about to die.

Seeing his sister coming, he shook his head with an ugly expression and said in a sour voice: "When I arrived, the water was still bubbling, but after I rescued her, she was out of breath."

Niu Wang stood aside awkwardly, blaming himself: "I'm sorry, Sister Zhixia..."

 No amount of excuses can save a life.

An Zhixia gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, quickly teaching her brother the first aid measures for drowning that she had recited seven or eight times a day. Clear the mouth and nose of debris, empty water, artificial respiration, external chest heart massage, over and over again.

An Zhiqiu was tired. Yang Jiong, who came after hearing the news, immediately performed artificial respiration and external chest heart massage.

“Forget it, this child can't be saved,” it had been more than half an hour. More and more people came from the village. Seeing that they still insisted on rescuing, some people couldn't help but whisper to persuade him.

 “Yeah, it's been such a long time…”

Some wives and aunts turned away with red eyes and refused to look, "This child has suffered a lot. Now that he is gone, maybe he will be reborn into a good family."

"Continue," An Zhixia stared closely at Fang Lixi, who was lying on the ground, gritting her teeth and saying, "It's too early to give up now. Many people recovered after working for several hours."

An Zhiqiu supported the girl unconditionally. Seeing that Yang Jiong was weak, he took over and continued to perform artificial respiration and external chest heart massage in turns.

When Fang Yuan rushed over, the man who was more than 1.8 meters staggered, his eyes were about to burst, and he was extremely sad, angry and desperate. His fist suddenly hit the ground covered with gravel, and blood spurted out instantly.

An Zhixia has calmed down now, "Comrade Fang, the child is still waiting for you to save. We cannot give up easily until the last moment."

 Seeing that Fang Yuan's eyesight had regained some clarity, she described the rescue measures in detail.

Fang Yuan cleaned the wound briefly and immediately took over from An Zhiqiu, doing every step extremely well.

The two little girls kept talking to their brother. Their hoarse and childish voices made the adults bite their lips and shed tears.

 After rescue after rescue, no one spoke a word, and they all secretly prayed for a miracle to happen. But the sun had already set, and Fang Lixi closed her eyes tightly without any reaction.

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