Mr. Big Air's First Lady

Chapter 2 Unforgettable
When passing by the kitchen, Wan Ning heard a few people talking inside.

One of them said: "Oh, this old cold leg hurts when it rains."

Another said: "Yeah, sometimes I just want to own this leg!"

"Who said it wasn't.".
After hearing these few words, I walked over from the kitchen. The rain was too loud, and I couldn't hear what I was saying at a distance.

When they came to the firewood room, Mrs. Lu took the handkerchief handed over by his son Wen Yuze and wiped his head and face indiscriminately. He couldn't get his clothes still wet, so he took Wan Ning to wash his body with hot water.

It's summer now, she'll be fine if she soaks in the rain for a while. I haven't seen many exiled prisoners standing in the rain, washing themselves with the rain.

If you are worried about getting sick in the rain, then you can drink a bowl of ginger soup and sweat a little, and you will be fine.

In extraordinary times, that's the only way to go.

At this time, Wen Maoyi came from the kitchen with a bucket of hot water, Wan Ning and Lu Shi quickly walked away from the door to make way for him.

Like Lu's, Wen Maoyi didn't wear a bamboo hat or coir raincoat.

Wan Ning looked around, the firewood house was about the size of two rooms.

The firewood inside had obviously been rearranged and moved to the middle of the firewood house, and built into a wall to form a firewood wall, dividing the firewood house into two, leaving a passage in the middle that was only big enough for one person to enter and exit.

The vacant space outside the firewood wall was covered with hay, just enough to rest.

Wen Wanning's elder brother, Wen Yuze, a ten-year-old boy, is currently resting on the hay outside.

He couldn't eat well or rest well during his exile, and now he doesn't even have the strength to speak.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll lose my life if I don't reach the place of exile.

Wen Maoyi and Lu's were also much thinner than they remembered.

Wan Ning saw it, and felt that earning money must be done as soon as possible, at least before going on the road again, let everyone eat some meat to nourish their bodies.

Wen Maoyi carried hot water through the channel in the middle of the firewood and put the bucket inside.

After coming out, he said to Lu Shi and Wan Ning: "Hot and cold water are ready, you go and wash first."

"After you finish washing, Ze'er and I will wash again."

"Okay." Lu took Wan Ning through the firewood wall, and then took out a long gown from his backpack and hung it at the entrance of the passage, so that a private space was temporarily formed inside.

There is a bathtub inside, which has been mixed with water, beside it is a basin of cold water, an empty wooden basin, and a bucket of hot water brought in by Wen Maoyi just now.

"Mom, you just got caught in the rain, you should wash first."

"Okay." Mrs. Lu didn't push back. She was also afraid that she would get sick at this time, and if she didn't talk about her discomfort, her husband and children would be worried.

There are iron chains on the hands and feet, and there is no way to take off the clothes. You can only untie them, and then quickly wipe them with a hot towel.

Wan Ning helped wipe the places behind her that were out of reach.

After wiping, the water in the tub was already half black.

Her body felt refreshed, and Lu Shi only felt refreshed. The only fly in the ointment was that she couldn't change into clean clothes.

Twist the prison uniform to get as much water as possible into the empty tub before putting on the prison uniform.

Wan Ning also wiped her body in this way, but she first used the water in the bathtub to scrub it first, and then changed to clean water and wiped it again.

After they finished scrubbing and came out, Wen Maoyi went in to take the dirty water out and pour it out.

It was raining outside, and it fell directly at the door of the woodshed.

Afterwards, he put on the bamboo hat and coir raincoat that Wan Ning had replaced, and went to carry hot and cold water.

After Wan Ning came out of the firewood wall, she lay down directly on the dry grass.

Her head was broken and shed a lot of blood before, and her body was weak because of it. Last night, she had a fever again. Today, it was rained and windy again, and the fever was even worse, and now her body is even weaker.

If it was a normal child, he would have been burnt out by now, but Wan Ning managed to survive with her strong mental strength.

Now, she wanted to lie down and rest, and it felt so good not to have to hold on.

On the last trip, Wen Maoyi brought a food box, which contained several vegetarian buns, porridge, and boiled medicine.

Wan Ning got up, ate a vegetarian bun, drank half a bowl of porridge, drank the medicine, and then lay down again.

After lying down, Wan Ning quickly fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until the next morning.

Opening her eyes, Wan Ning felt refreshed. She stretched out her hand and touched her forehead. The fever subsided, and the tiredness on her body also disappeared. She was very energetic!
The others were also awake, and everyone seemed to be in high spirits, with smiles on their faces.

Ten-year-old Wen Yuze has changed most obviously. Yesterday he looked like he was dying, but today he is full of energy: "Sister, you are awake!"

"Come on, Daddy changed some salt, come and wash your teeth and face!"

"Father said that he will buy buns for us to eat later! Meat buns!"

The door was closed, and the room was a bit dark, and Yixi could hear the sound of rain outside, crashing.

Wan Ning went to wash up, and Wen Maoyi said, "I'll go to the kitchen to buy some food, and I'll ask them to help make medicine by the way."

In the post station, the exiles were only provided with two meals a day, lunch and dinner, and each had only one bowl of porridge.

If the exile wants to eat something else, he has to spend money to buy it.

Although the exiles were exiles, when they were taken into prison, all valuables on their bodies were confiscated by the officials, but when they were exiled, there would always be relatives and friends to see them off.

Seeing off relatives and friends is not just a few words, but some money will be given to them so that they can spend on the road and suffer less.

Wen Maoyi put on the bamboo hat and coir raincoat, opened the door, and went out.

When he came back again, he was carrying a food box in his hand.

After eating breakfast and drinking the medicine, Wan Ning stood by the window and looked out.

On the surface, he was watching the rain, but he was actually thinking about how to make money.

The only way she can make money now is by selling prescriptions.

From Yuan Wen Wan Ning's memory, she infers that the medicine in this world is not well developed, at least not as powerful as the mortal medicine in her original world.

Therefore, the prescription should be able to sell at a high price.

Now, there is a problem, that is, she doesn't know what herbs are available in this world, and how effective they are - she is capable with bare hands, but she can't use them.

If she is still in exile, walking on the mountain road, she still has a chance to meet medicinal herbs.

Now, trapped here, except for the fever-reducing medicine her parents bought for her, she has no way to get in touch with other herbs.

It seems that the plan to sell medicines to make money can only be postponed.

There is another question, that is, what kind of prescription does she want to buy?
After figuring this out, Wan Ning stopped watching the rain and came back to sit on the haystack, staring blankly with her parents.

Wen Yuze was playing while holding the hay, muttering softly in his mouth, not knowing what he was playing.

When it was almost noon, the officials in the post station came to the woodshed to carry firewood in coir raincoats and bamboo hats.

The person who came was an elderly man who walked tremblingly and looked like he might fall down at any time.

Wen Maoyi stepped forward to help the uncle: "Old man, you can't move firewood like this. If you fall in the rain, it's a trivial matter if the firewood gets wet. If you fall again, it will be a big deal." .”

"Look at this. You give me the coir raincoat to wear. I'll help you carry the firewood. You can rest in this woodshed for a while. After I finish moving, you will go back?"

The uncle looked at Wen Maoyi with gratitude in his eyes: "Then, thank you young man."

After finishing speaking, he began to take off his coir raincoat, "Oh, my legs are old and cold, and they start to hurt when it rains. It hurts so badly. I'm getting older and I can't stand it."

Old cold legs, Wan Ning knows, is the cold air entering the body and accumulating in the legs. It is fine when the weather is warm, but once it is rainy, it will start to hurt.

There are many reasons for the formation of old cold legs, some people have been in the water all year round, and some people have cold air intruding into the wound when their legs are injured and treated, and so on.

If the arm is injured and the cold air invades, you will also have this symptom, but the name is different, but the cause is the same.

No matter what the cause of this disease is, Wan Ning has a way to cure it, or just alleviate the symptoms, it depends on whether the world has the medicine she needs.

However, she still needs to know whether the medical skills in this world can treat this symptom.

Taking advantage of her young age, Wan Ning looked at the old man curiously, and asked innocently, "Grandpa, why don't you take your medicine?"

Before the old man could speak, Lu said first: "Wan Ning, there is no cure for this old cold leg."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the old man with a trace of apology: "Don't take offense, old man, the child is still young, so he doesn't know this."

Wan Ning realized that her opportunity to make money came, so she said, "Mother, I once read a fragmented copy, and there is a prescription for treating old cold legs."

After finishing speaking, he asked naively: "Is this prescription lost? So no one will cure old cold legs now?"

Lu who doesn't understand medical science: "."

Without waiting for the others to react, Wan Ning immediately said, "Father, mother, can I make the medicine and sell it? Then we won't have to worry about running out of money along the way!"

"You also have money to buy meat, don't you?"

Wen Maoyi, who was moving firewood, Lu Shi, who hadn't reacted yet, and the elder brother who had been listening, were all a little dazed and didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of them.

The old man was the first to react: "Little girl, what kind of medicine is that? Is it expensive?"

The old man knew that these exiles were from the families and clansmen of high officials in the city, and they must know a lot. It was normal to have one or two fragments of ancient books in the family, so he didn't doubt Wan Ning's words.

Another reason why he is so eager is that they are exiles, and they will leave when the rain stops. If they don't buy them sooner, he will definitely regret it!

It is true that after passing this village, there will be no such shop, so don’t worry!

Only the other three who knew the situation had some doubts about what Wan Ning said.

Before they could ask their doubts, the old man and Wan Ning started chatting with each other.

Wan Ning: "The medicine is an ointment made from several kinds of medicinal materials. When it is applied to the painful area, the ointment will heat up, so that the leg will not hurt so much. I don't know if it can be cured."

In the absence of certainty, she did not say that the disease can be cured.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it can relieve the pain, it's okay." The old man didn't mind, anyway, it couldn't be cured anyway, just relieving it was enough.

Only people with old cold legs know that when the disease occurs, they really want to have their legs amputated!

"Whether the medicine is expensive or not, I have to wait until I see the price of the medicine to find out."

Hearing what Wan Ning said in a precise manner, the old man was a little excited: "That, that..."

The old man had several thoughts in his head, but because Wan Ning was now an exile and a baby, he couldn't open his mouth.

Seeing that Wan Ning spoke clearly, the other three stopped asking. Even if they still had questions, they had to wait until the old man had left before asking.

The old man racked his brains and finally came up with a solution when Wen Maoyi delivered firewood to the kitchen twice. He asked Wen Maoyi cautiously, "Can you sell this prescription to the pharmacy?"

This is the best solution. In this way, even if they leave, the prescription is left behind, and he won't have to worry about finding a place to buy the medicine. In the future, he won't have to suffer any more when it's rainy!
What a great idea!
Hearing these words, Wan Ning was in high spirits!
In fact, she said that she had a prescription before, but she just wanted to find a chance to go to the pharmacy. After she smelled the medicine in the pharmacy, she could write a prescription for ointment to treat old cold legs.

But she hadn't thought of how to use this excuse to go to the pharmacy, and now, this old man actually helped her think of it!
This is really drowsy to send pillows!
The old man only asked Wen Maoyi because Wen Maoyi was the head of the family.

This kind of important matter of selling prescriptions is of course decided by the head of the family.

Wen Maoyi glanced at his daughter before replying: "Old man, this prescription is from a fragmented book. It hasn't been tested yet. I don't know how effective the medicine is. Even if we want to sell it, people won't believe it?"

It's not that he doesn't believe in prescriptions, but that he doesn't really believe that his daughter can memorize the prescriptions. What if he remembers it wrong and the ointment made out has no effect?
Therefore, when he spoke, he did not say death, but left a way out.

After hearing what the old man said, he felt that it made sense.

He was impulsive before, but now he has calmed down after hearing Wen Maoyi's words, and he is not sure that a little girl can remember the prescription.

"That, that..." The old man didn't know how to deal with it again.

One person counts the short and the other counts the long. The old man decided to leave here first, go back to the kitchen to discuss with other people, and see if there is any countermeasure.

The old man took the coir raincoat from Wen Maoyi, put it on, and left.

After the old man left, Wen Maoyi asked his daughter, "Why haven't I heard you talk about this before?"

Wan Ning has already figured out the answer to this question: "I've never heard of this disease before."

Well, this answer is too unexpected, but it is very logical for children.

In addition, among the acquaintances of their family, there was indeed no one with old cold legs, so Wen Maoyi believed it.

Then he asked: "Then where did you read the fragmented copy?"

Although Wen Maoyi is the first son in the family, he is not liked by his parents. After getting married, he was kicked out by his parents to live alone. Therefore, the family does not have many books, let alone ancient books.

And Lu's natal family is not a scholarly family, and there are no fragments of ancient books.

Wan Ning: "I saw it at the bookstall, but I don't have any money, so I didn't buy it back."

These are not important, the important thing is: "Do you still remember the prescription?"

Wan Ning nodded solemnly: "Yes! I have a photographic memory!"

Whether the daughter has a photographic memory, Wen Maoyi and Lu's don't know, because girls don't need to take scientific examinations, and the knowledge of characters is just to avoid being blind, and there is no need to recite anything.

The talents of the daughter's family are in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as female workers, and there are also some who are good at reciting poems and writing poems, but not many.

Therefore, the two couples really don't know if their daughter has a photographic memory.

If this was replaced by a son, then they must know.

(End of this chapter)