Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 101 Du Rouhui's Discovery
Pei Xiaoxiao helped him out, pecked his lips lightly, then raised her hand and patted his head: "Hey, tell me quickly."

Song Yu: "..."

He said: "When I think of Du Rouhui spying on my physical condition through my injury, I feel very uncomfortable."

"What physical condition?"

Song Yu's face was dark, and his voice was muffled: "What are you talking about!"

Pei Xiaoxiao thought about this aggrieved expression, and vaguely guessed that it might be because she couldn't have intercourse last night. It was a little funny: "Just for this?"

"Also...she just said that she would come to the city to buy medicine, and pestered me to go along with her."

After Du Rouhui became a doctor, she had spare money and bought a donkey to ride.

"So you walked with her all the way, feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I ran fast and left first."

"Then why are you depressed?"

"She's always pestering me, it's very annoying... Ma'am, we must not let her know our address in the city..."

Speaking of this, Song Yu's brows flashed with irritability: "My leg, really, I don't know if anyone else can heal it."

Pei Xiaoxiao looked up at him with a sad expression.

Song Yu sighed.

This leg, ordinary doctors really can't recuperate.

Either he goes to Beijing, or let Du Rouhui rule.

"Come on, let's not talk about her." Song Yu looked at the tiredness between her brows and eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Last night, I tossed and tossed repeatedly, and my emotions went up and down again, which was exhausting.

Pei Xiaoxiao was indeed a little tired.

Recently, she has been painting intensively, living in a strange place, and unable to take a nap every day like before. Her spirit has not been very good.

She looked hesitant: "But I'm afraid I don't have enough time."

"How about this, let's sleep for a while, and then paint when we have enough energy. Turn on a few more lights at night, so that it won't hurt our eyes when the hall is bright."

In order to protect her eyes, Pei Xiaoxiao didn't paint at night on weekdays.

If the lights are bright enough, it can be considered.

She was still hesitating, Song Yu felt sorry for her not getting enough rest, so he simply forced her to take a nap.

He also accompanied.

The yard quickly fell into silence.

The two sleeping soundly did not hear the hurried footsteps outside.

Aunt Liu hugged her grandson who was vomiting and diarrhea, and trotted out all the way to the hospital.

About half an hour later, she hurried back with her little grandson on her back, followed by a tall female doctor with a cool demeanor.

If Pei Xiaoxiao stood at the door, she would definitely recognize that this is the heroine!
It was also an accident that Du Rouhui met Aunt Liu.

She went to the pharmacy in the city to buy some medicinal materials for dispensing.

Aunt Liu came to see a doctor with her grandson.

The child is in an emergency, and the doctors in the hospital are helpless.

Du Rouhui used acupuncture to give the child a needle to temporarily stabilize the condition.

The symptoms were strange. I heard from Aunt Liu that the child had a sudden emergency after eating a Taoist talisman.

Logically speaking, although the talisman water given by ordinary Taoist priests will not have any effect, it will not harm people either.

Otherwise, if people die, Taoist priests will not be able to make money in the future.

Du Rouhui guessed that there were other reasons, so she proposed to go to Liu's house to check the environment and food and other items.

Sure enough, after checking at Liu's house, the cause was found and the right medicine was prescribed.

With the prescription, she could have just left.

But when inspecting their kitchen, Du Rouhui saw... two catties of meatballs.

The meatballs made by Lao Song’s family probably have a different recipe, and the color of the meatballs is different from other families’ meatballs.

Du Rouhui often went in and out of Lao Song's house, and had eaten a lot, so she was very familiar with it.

She could tell at a glance that it was the meatballs made by Lao Song's family.

She made an excuse to stay: "Auntie, the child's condition is not stable. I'll stay and wait for you to give him the medicine and check it again."

Aunt Liu was grateful.

I have never seen such a conscientious doctor who is grateful to decoct the medicine.

Du Rouhui was sitting beside her, making some clichés.

"Auntie, I just saw that you put a big pot of meatballs in your kitchen. If you don't put these things properly, you will have a stomachache if you eat the broken food."

Aunt Liu exclaimed: "Hey, that's not what we eat, I want to sell it."

Du Rouhui was surprised: "You did all this yourself?"

"No, I got the goods from someone else."

Du Rouhui looked curious: "Just take this little? Then they are quite easy to talk to."

Aunt Liu pouted in the courtyard next door: "A young couple came to our neighbor a month ago, and they gave it to them. It is said that their family made this meatball."

Du Rouhui's expression turned serious.

For more than a month, she wanted to inquire about the addresses of the two of them many times.

But Brother Song Yu has kung fu and has keen five senses, so she dare not follow him, so she has to go to the county town to try her luck every now and then to see if she can meet him.

The lonely man and the widow lived together in the same room for a long time, she was really afraid that Pei Xiaoxiao would not be able to resist Brother Song Yu's temptation...

If the two are together...

Thinking of this, Du Rouhui suppressed the sadness in her heart, and continued to pretend to ask:
"Come here a month ago? Since their family makes meatballs, why come here?"

Aunt Liu was also full of doubts, and shook her head:

"I'm not sure, I'm not too young anymore, I don't have any children around me, and the two of them don't usually go out, they eat outside all day, they are mysterious."

Having said that, she slapped her thigh and lowered her voice:

"Last time when I brought pastries, I saw that lady drawing a picture in the study. It was so big, like a wall, colorful and pretty."

"Painting?" Du Rouhui looked puzzled.

"Is it? I just took a look. It seems that several people are eating on the table. I can't read, and I don't know what this thing can do."

Du Rouhui smiled and said, "Maybe it's just a hobby."

Aunt Liu shook her head, continued to fan the stove, and babbled about her conjectures and the weirdness of this mysterious couple.

Du Rouhui listened with thoughtful eyes.

What this aunt said was probably Song Yuge and Pei Xiaoxiao.

Their trip this time left the next day after Shopkeeper Jiang of Jiujiang Building went.

The last time I overheard the two at Lao Song's house saying that they would not go home until after the Dragon Boat Festival.

She knew that Pei Xiaoxiao was going to help Jiujiang Tower attract guests like clouds.

Get in touch with some key information.

Jiujiang Tower, the content of the painting is that many people are eating, the Dragon Boat Festival...

She also thought of Huashi's cart, the banner of the scholar eating meatballs fluttering in the wind.

The answer is about to come out.

Saying goodbye to Aunt Liu, she glanced at the house number of Pei Xiaoxiao's yard, made a note of the location, and then went back to the pharmacy to pick up the donkey.

In the early morning of the next day, she took a painting whose brushwork was very similar to Pei Xiaoxiao, and went straight to Ke Ruyunlai.

"Who are you? Why are you helping us?"

The guest came to a box like a cloud.

Shopkeeper Zhu stared suspiciously at the woman in black with a veiled hat.

Du Rouhui raised her chin slightly, and said proudly:

"The shopkeeper doesn't need to inquire about my identity, you just need to know that Jiujiang Tower is very likely to hold a grand promotional event during the Dragon Boat Festival to overwhelm your limelight."

"If you say it casually, we will listen to you and break into private houses?" Shopkeeper Zhu sneered, "Are you going to use us as gunmen?"

She was not annoyed, took out a painting from her arms, and spread it out: "Look at this painting, is it realistic? Have you ever seen this technique?"

(End of this chapter)