Chapter 0051 Picking up snakes and soaking them in wine
Mo Xiu left very directly, and sometimes I don’t understand how he can come and go like this.
Holding the black snake jade bracelet, I slowly walked back amid the panting sounds from across the wall.
I saw Qin Mipo sitting on a bench to one side to rest, looking at me: "How is it?"
I shook my head at her and helped her up: "A man came into the bathroom."
Qin Mipo turned her head and saw Wei Changshun and a group of young people playing Poker under the eaves. He seemed to have won and laughed loudly.
Next to them were people who were working with them, playing with them, or standing and watching, and no one noticed that one person was missing.
Qin Mipo sighed, with a sad face: "Go back."
I was stunned for a moment and looked at Qin Mipo. It was obvious that she knew something.
Everyone was either playing cards, drinking and flattering each other, or busy cooking. No one paid any attention to us.
When I helped Qin Mipo leave from one side of the house, I saw a young man patting Wei Changshun on the shoulder.
Then Wei Changshun narrowed his eyes and smiled, and the young man sneaked away.
Qin Mipo obviously saw it too, and sighed softly, "Retribution."
I helped her back. The early summer afternoon sun was so hot that it hurt our skin.
Thinking about what Mo Xiu said, I turned my head and glanced at the bright self-built house of Mrs. Wei's family: "Is Gu Xiaolan having a hard time since she can't have children?"
"It's not that it's bad." Qin Mipo's voice was cold, and it seemed that under the sun, she even stopped coughing.
Gu Xiaolan had not gotten pregnant for half a year after marriage. A check-up revealed that it was due to her health problems. She took medicine for another half a year, then tried in vitro fertilization and went to Huilong Village to pray for a child, but it seemed that none of them worked.
After more than three years of marriage, in the next two years, the Wei family beat and scolded her.
First, they scolded her for not being able to have children and for spending so much money; second, they scolded her family for accepting so much dowry.
Gu Xiaolan was still very dull at that time, so the Wei family became more and more displeased with her and only wanted to cut their losses.
It is actually quite easy to make money with a woman, not to mention that the father and son of the Wei family work as cement workers outside and they come into contact with middle-aged men.
"Did you see that house?" Qin Mipo turned her head and pointed, saying with a wry smile, "It was built the year before last. It was completed in the first half of the year when Gu Xiaolan died."
I felt a chill in my heart as I listened to this, and whispered, "How did Gu Xiaolan die?"
"He committed suicide by drinking pesticide." Qin Mipo looked at the rice field next to her and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you see the rope at the head of Wei Changshun's bed?"
"When I couldn't have a baby, I took all kinds of medicine, talismans, and various folk remedies every day." Qin Mipo began to cough softly .
Her face flushed red. "Later, when I realized I couldn't have another baby, I started thinking of ways to use her to make money and build a new house. If she died, she would just be left with a coffin and some thin clothes. I heard she could still be sold, so I thought about taking her to sell."
"If Wei Changshun hadn't failed to marry Gu Xiaolan in the past year, even if she came back this time, she would only be..." Qin Mipo began to cough violently.
I quickly took out a cup of water for her and let her drink it.
It was not far away at this time, and those who were playing Poker seemed to be laughing loudly.
When she returned home, Qin Mipo had walked around several times today and was very tired. She sat under the eaves and kept coughing.
I went to boil some water and took a look at the Chen father and son.
They were unconscious and couldn't eat or drink porridge or water, so leaving them like this was really not a solution.
But if I were to do as Mo Xiu said and burn them directly, not only would it be hard to explain, I would also not be able to get over the hurdle in my heart.
Chen Quan only has one grandmother, and the Chen family will no longer take care of them, otherwise they would not have asked me to take care of them.
Send him to the hospital. It costs money every day and I am penniless now.
When I think about this, I feel that money is a big problem.
Chen Quan and his son were still lying peacefully on the bed, neither alive nor dead.
I walked out, sat under the eaves, and called the town hospital, asking them to bring Chen's father and son over.
Grandma Qin Mi sighed, turned around and went back into the house. When she came out, she handed me two stacks of money and said, "Pay the medical expenses first and find someone to look after you."
I guess the village chief had raised this issue last time, so Qin Mipo asked me to carry it in .
The hospital has nurses, and you can pay them together.
I didn't have any courage left now, so I took the money and nodded.
When the ambulance from town arrived, Qin Mipo and I had already had dinner.
I accompanied him to the hospital, after all, he had to pay the hospital bills and so on.
The nurse accompanying me in the car kept looking at me with sparkling eyes.
After all, I have been in and out of the hospital several times during this period of time. People would be surprised if they didn’t know about me. There is also a dead person in the Chen family in the hospital.
When we got to the hospital, because the Chen father and son were forced to be discharged last time, the hospital probably heard the whole story. Although I didn’t have an ID card, they still admitted me and arranged a nurse for me.
After I finished all this, I looked at the father and son lying on the bed with tubes intubated, and I suddenly felt relieved.
The town hospital is not too far from my home, so I took a taxi to my home under the cover of night.
The house had been boarded up and a banner saying it was for sale at a low price was hung on it.
I took a few glances and then walked straight into the shop next door.
Aunt Liu’s noodle shop closes after lunch at around 2 or 3 in the afternoon, but she will still fry the next day’s臊子 in the evening.
She was busy, and when she saw me, she looked outside, pulled me in, closed the door, and sighed, "Why are you here? The Chen family is selling their house recently, don't let them see it, or they will say something to you."
Although Aunt Liu speaks her mind, she is still quite enthusiastic.
"I'll cook you a bowl of beef noodles. It's got freshly fried臊子 and it smells delicious." Aunt Liu looked at me with sympathy.
He said cheerfully, "I'll make you another soft-boiled egg, the kind with runny yolk. Your dad always specifically asks for this every time he orders noodles for you."
My heart ached as I listened to this. The day before the accident was my 18th birthday and my father even cooked yellow thorn fish soup for me.
The fish soup was boiled to a milky white color, and on top lay two soft-boiled eggs that my mother had fried slightly yellow. The yellow color flowed out when you bit into them, and your mouth was filled with the fragrance of eggs...
I turned my head and looked over there involuntarily. It was just separated by two walls, but I could no longer go back to that home.
There were several bottles of medicinal liquor on the counter, one of which was snake wine.
The wine here at Aunt Liu's place is sold by the ounce and by the glass.
The price is written on each glass bottle, from low to high, and the one at the innermost is snake wine.
The thing soaked inside was a spotted belly snake, weighing at least two kilograms. The brown snake body was coiled in the glass bottle, almost filling the entire bottle.
The herbs were squeezed to the edge of the bottle, and even the color of the wine became darker.
I took the cup and turned on the faucet below.
Nowadays, glass bottles are all placed from the bottom like this, and there is no need to open the lid, which is quite safe for snake wine.
The glass cups at Aunt Liu's house are specific, each cup weighs exactly one ounce.
As soon as I put the wine in, the smell of alcohol spread. Aunt Liu came over and grabbed me: "Do you want to drink?"
"You can't drink this. This snake wine is specially made for me by your father. The medicinal effect is too strong and it is not suitable for you." Aunt Liu hurriedly took the wine I poured and opened the glass lid.
She poured the wine back and said, "You have noodles. I fried two eggs for you. In the future, come and eat whenever you have time. I won't charge you. If you have any problems, tell me. Although I can't help you, I can still give you some advice."
I stood aside and watched the wine pour in.
The pit viper moved a little because of the wine.
I tilted my head to take a look. The snake's eyes were tightly closed. I didn't know if it was alive or dead. "Is this the snake my dad collected? Vipers are said to be very poisonous, right?"
“No matter how poisonous a snake is, it will still lie quietly at your doorstep for your dad to pick up and soak in wine.” Aunt Liu pushed me to sit down.
As if to enlighten me, he smiled and said, "You forgot that your father was born to be in the snake wine business."
"From time to time, snakes would crawl over outside your house, coiled up and motionless like dead snakes, and your father would pick them up and soak them in wine." Aunt Liu seemed a little sighing.
He sighed and said, "There are actually people selling snake wine in this town, and there are also many people selling it at the market, but which one is as effective as your father's snake wine?"
"There are people out there who specifically ask others to buy your father's snake wine, saying that everything will be good after drinking it. Look at your father, he sells snake wine, but you wear the best and use the best things. Your mother plays cards and mahjong every day, and her life is very good." Aunt Liu's eyes were full of envy.
He smiled bitterly, "We are nothing like you. We have to get up early to open the shop, and fry the sauce at night. We work hard for several days, but we still don't make as much as your father does with a bottle of snake wine."
My heart slowly trembled as I looked at the viper soaked in amber wine: "Then who did my father sell the wine made from the snake he picked up in front of the house to?"
