nucmednet Chapter 221 Physical Discomfort
Chapter 221 Physical Discomfort
Han Zhibai said, "I'll go to the tiankeng to harvest vegetables this morning, and then go back to the valley in the afternoon to find dry firewood. Wet firewood doesn't dry easily in this season."
"It's just right to go to the mountain in the valley and take a look at the maple forest!"
The last time they went to collect firewood, Han Zhibai took her to a maple forest on the mountain. The scenery was unique, and she went up the mountain to collect firewood and admired it for several days in a row. After not being there for a while, she guessed that the maple leaves must be redder and more beautiful.
"it is good!"
Tiankeng.
The peanuts and mung beans placed in the shade were about 70% dry. The two men pulled and beat them.
There were still some peas planted in the field, not many, so they pulled them all out and put them in the backpack. They also went to the sweet potato field and cut a few baskets of sweet potato vines.
While cutting, she remembered something, "Oh, we need to dry some of these vines. When winter comes, we can add water to the pot and mix them with pumpkin, radish and cabbage to cook for the poultry."
There are no fresh vegetables in winter, the weeds are all frozen to death, and we have to prepare food for the poultry to survive the winter.
"I've done this before. There are a lot of sweet potato vines in the valley vegetable fields. Let's see if it rains in the next few days. If it rains, I'll wait until it clears up and then put them out to dry."
Han Zhibai carried out several baskets of cut vines and asked Xiao Hei to carry them.
She stood in the vegetable garden, watching most of the crops being harvested and the fields left bare. She couldn't help feeling melancholy for a moment. Only sweet potatoes, a few fruit trees and konjac were left in the fields.
The sweet potatoes can be harvested at the beginning of next month, and then the camellia trees will have to be dug up and brought back to the valley to plant.
It was not yet noon when they finished their work and they hurried back to the valley.
After returning to the valley, the two hungry people cooked some rice and steamed two dishes in one pot. There were steamed eggs, which the two little ones could eat. After eating, they were so sleepy that they went back to the nest to take a nap, and Xiaobai was snoring.
After eating and cleaning up, the two men took their machetes, shouldered their backpacks, pushed the cart, and went up the mountain without stopping.
They first picked up a few carts of firewood from the foot of the mountain where there were many broken logs and pushed them home. Most of these were thinner firewood, and whole pieces of firewood were usually easy to find on the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain.
Xia Qingyue and Han Zhibai pushed the cart to the maple forest. They saw some nice whole firewood around. Some were broken logs that were carried onto the cart, and some were dead and dry and still sticking in the ground, so they were chopped into pieces with machetes.
After working for a while, they were all sweating and tired. They found a flat place with stones, sat down and ate and drank the water, sesame peanut candy, walnut and red date candy they brought with them.
After eating and drinking, I regained some strength and walked to the maple forest not far away.
From a distance you can see tall and straight maple trees in front of you, their leaves as red as burning fireballs.
Walking into the maple forest and looking up, you will see a large area that looks like a burning sea of fire. When the breeze blows, the fluttering leaves are like little red elves, jumping and dancing.
The leaves were falling. She lowered her head, with the palm of one hand facing upwards. A maple leaf fell lightly, and she couldn't help but sigh:
"Autumn is gone, winter is coming, other plants are withering, but this maple tree is the only one that resists the cold at this time of year, strong as iron, and the leaves on the branches are full of vitality."
Two leaves fell on her head, and Han Zhibai raised his hand to take them away. "In about half a month, they will also wither. Let's come up there often when we have time."
He took her hand and they walked through the woods, enjoying the unique beauty of the season.
Over the next two days, they threshed sorghum ears at home in the morning, went up the mountain to collect firewood in the afternoon, and also prepared some water, snacks and food to have a picnic in the maple forest, having a great time both physically and mentally.
In the middle of the night, Xia Qingyue, who was half asleep, vaguely heard the crackling sound of raindrops. She was awakened and turned over to continue sleeping. In a daze, she suddenly felt something wrong under her body. She touched the back of her pants and it was wet and sticky.
I have my period!
She shuddered all over and quickly sat up. She groped in the dark to light the lamp oil on the bedside table and looked back at the bed. Fortunately, she had put an old piece of clothes on the bed before going to bed these days. The blood was on the old clothes but not on the sheets.
I quickly changed my underwear in the room, wiped it clean, put on a night sanitary pad, and finally changed into a clean pair of pants. I put the dirty ones aside and will wash them tomorrow.
The next morning, Xia Qingyue woke up after the hour of Chen. She threw off the warm quilt and got up. Her whole body felt like it was placed in a refrigerator that was constantly releasing cold air. She was so cold that she shivered all over and sneezed several times.
"Oh my god, why is it so cold today!" She quickly picked up the down clothes beside the bed and put them on.
She rubbed her cold hands, opened the door and walked out. The sound of rain falling outside reached her ears clearly.
"It's raining?"
“No wonder it’s so cold!”
There was no oil lamp in the main room, and the light was dim. I could vaguely see two little ones sleeping in a nest.
There were footsteps coming from the utility room, followed by a light that was getting brighter and brighter.
Han Zhibai came over holding an oil lamp, "Qingyue."
He was about to ask her to go eat when his eyes met her abnormally flushed face. Worry gathered in his eyes. He raised his hand to touch her forehead, "It's a little hot. Are you dizzy? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
If I hadn't asked her about this, she wouldn't have noticed it. But when she was asked about it, she carefully felt her physical condition. "I feel a little dizzy and I don't have much energy. I'm having my period. It should be related to it. I just need to rest."
"I don't think so. It's windy and raining outside, and it's very cold. Qingyue, go back to your room and lie down. I'll make you a cup of brown sugar ginger tea!"
He turned and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.
After a while, he came to Xia Qingyue's room with a bowl of steaming brown sugar ginger tea. As soon as he entered, he saw her hurriedly stuffing something under the bed.
"Drink it while it's hot."
Xia Qingyue took the brown sugar ginger tea, blew on it slightly, and sipped it. Not long after she finished drinking it, her body began to heat up and she felt a little better. "Much better. I want to go to the bathroom later, wash my clothes, and then lie down on the bed to rest."
He stared at her, raised his hand to touch her red face, and then touched her small hands, both of which were hot. "Where are the clothes? I'll wash them. You can't stand the cold at this time."
Xia Qingyue's eyes widened for a moment, her gaze wandering, "These are all personal items, I can wash them myself."
"I can, I'm fine, I just have my period and I'm not feeling well, it's no problem to wash clothes, you can add some warm water to wash!"
Seeing that she insisted on her opinion, Han Zhibai didn't know what to say, "Then you go to the toilet first, and I'll heat up the breakfast and come out to eat later."
"it is good."
After Han Zhibai left, Xia Qingyue bent down and picked up the dirty, blood-stained pants hidden under the bed. A faint smell of blood floated in the air.
She pursed her lips and looked at the dirty clothes in her hands, wondering how she could have the nerve to give these things to him to wash.
Throw the dirty clothes into the wooden basin, pick up the clean cloth for wiping and the menstrual belt, and go to the bathroom.
Just as she reached the door of the utility room, she felt dizzy and her head was spinning. She held on to the door frame to barely stand, and overlapping black shadows appeared in front of her vision.