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Chapter 39 In this life, what else does she need to learn?

The next morning, Mr. Qu came to Qingfengyuan.

Lu Weiyu was teaching Lu Zheng how to write in the warm room, when she saw him coming, she quickly got up and saluted.

He smiled and said, "Uncle Grand Master, it's cold outside, come in and have a cup of hot tea first."

While calling Jixiang to serve tea soon, and calling Ruyi to serve cakes.

Just now, in order to let the younger brother write with peace of mind, the cake was not put on the table, so he was asked to eat a piece before writing.

Seeing her like this, Mr. Qu couldn't help laughing.

"It seems to be recovering well."

He didn't come over for the past few days, so he didn't worry about it anywhere else, but he was worried that the child didn't know how to cherish himself, and was too busy with the affairs of the house.

Looking at it now, all the problems she wants to solve should be fulfilled.

Mr. Qu was not polite, sat down in the living room, and signaled the medicine boy to hand over the basket of medicinal materials he had carried back to Ruyi.

"I got these medicinal materials from the medical center. The weather is bad, so it's inconvenient to go elsewhere to collect more. You should use them first."

Mr. Qu didn't ask Lu Weiyu why he wanted these medicinal materials.

It is not difficult for him to guess some prescriptions that can be prepared from these medicinal materials, and he knows what she is going to do.

only……

"Girl, have you thought about it? It's hard to explain to your ancestors."

Mr. Qu drank two sips of tea, and only asked Lu Weiyu in a low voice after the two maids retreated.

The last time he came for a routine consultation, Lu Weiyu asked him to bring more herbs the next time he came, and she made a long list.

He has prepared all the medicinal materials on the list, but the quantity is not much.

"Well, too much art is not overwhelming, I'm learning while I'm young, so I don't need it."

Lu Weiyu squatted by the basket and pulled the medicinal materials, explaining indifferently.

"My ancestors told me to hide my strength and bide my time, not to give up my studies."

"My ancestors hoped that I would be a talented woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as long as I become a talented woman in the future."

"Hehe, you are really confident." Mr. Qu was amused by what she said as a matter of course.

Lu Weiyu smiled noncommittally, but didn't explain much.

She had achieved the title of talented woman in her previous life, so what?
Didn't he live aggrievedly until the winter before the age of 20, and finally died tragically.

In this life, she doesn't ask for anything, only that her parents are alive and that her younger brother grows up well.

In her previous life, she could read at the age of three, practice martial arts at the age of four, and study medicine at the age of five.

Abandoned martial arts and Tibetan medicine at the age of ten, focusing on piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and female celebrities.

In this life, what else does she need to learn?

It's just to pick up what you learned in the previous life, review the past and learn the new.

Mr. Qu drank hot tea, and then called Lu Weiyu over to check his pulse.

These days, with Ruyi, a medical student, taking good care of her, Lu Weiyu really recovered very quickly.

Most of the time, I was forced to take a sick leave outside. From the beginning, I pretended to be half-hearted and half-true.

Up to now, it is a seven-point outfit, and three-pointers are gradually recovering.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken her younger brother over.

"Well, it has recovered... [-]%, and it needs to be taken care of carefully. Don't go outside to blow the wind and get cold, and don't think too much or bother your mind."

"When the weather gets warmer, it will naturally heal."

Qu Tailang looked at the little girl and turned into a sickly look in an instant.

He also pretended to cough in front of him, and couldn't help but frowned, wanting to stare at her.

Finally, she sighed and said as she wished.

This girl said last time that only when the mother is sick is in line with the result that the secret enemy wants, but she can't be really sick all the time.

And she has to deal with the affairs of the house and has a long-term plan.

She also wanted to use this incident of falling into the lake to let people know that she had fallen to the root of her illness, and she would get sick from time to time in the future.

Reining in the edge, turning the light into the dark, and changing from a player in the game to a bystander may have a miraculous effect on solving the problem.

Mr. Qu will naturally follow her wishes.

But in the heart of the old man, he felt that it was not a bad thing for this girl to pretend to be sick.

At least to deal with the aggression of Aunt Yang and Second Miss, I can be more soft-hearted on Uncle's side.

Mr. Qu prescribed a new prescription and reduced the dosage, which was in line with Lu Weiyu's current five-point illness.

However, at that time, Ruyi will naturally divide the medicine into two, and one set of medicine will become two sets of medicine.

"Uncle Grand Master, next year I want to open a pharmacy outside with my own ability and do some medicinal material business, but it's just the account of the uncle's house."

When Lu Weiyu was packing the medicine box among Mr. Qu, he suddenly said in a low voice.

Mr. Qu was slightly startled, glanced at her, and said angrily: "You are too impatient."

"It's better to ask him first when you go to pay your respects to your ancestor next time."

Although he didn't stop this girl from continuing to study medicine, after all, he was the one who led this girl in back then and inherited the talent of his senior sister.

But... After all, this is a matter of the Wuchang uncle's mansion, and it is reasonable to ask the old man what he means.

Lu Weiyu lowered her eyes and didn't say any more.

Mr. Qu went to follow up with Liu Er and Mei Lan Zhu Ju.

Lu Zheng took Yaotong to play with the snow in the yard.

Naturally, no one allowed him to go outside these days, let alone play in the snow.

But today Grandpa Qu came and agreed with him to play for a while.

But the child was so happy that he immediately dragged Yaotong elder brother and ran outside.

Mr. Qu left some medicine for Liu'er and the others, and told Mo to freeze and rest more.

He came out and asked the medicine boy to leave.

Ruyi catches up and offers two packs of pastries.

Of course, there is no shortage of plum cakes recently, and there is also red bean cake.

It was still hot, and the medicine boy happily took it.

Jixiang also hugged the child who was still unwilling to give up, back into the house.

Lu Weiyu saw that the younger brother was still holding two snow balls in his hands, and couldn't help but feel helpless.

"Hurry up and throw the snow away. If your hands are frozen, how can you write?"

"Sister, I still want to play for a while..." Lu Zheng acted coquettishly.

"Zheng'er is obedient, my sister is already sick with cold, don't you want to be cold too, want to drink black and bitter medicinal soup?"

Lu Weiyu looked at him with serious eyebrows on purpose.

"How about I ask Ruyi to cook another bowl later, so that you can taste how pitiful it is to be sick."

Lu Zheng was so frightened that his little face wrinkled into a ball, and he shook his head repeatedly.

"Don't drink! Don't drink! Zheng'er is wrong! Sister, don't give me the medicine soup!"

"Hmph, what are you holding in your hand? If you can't write for a while..." Lu Weiyu reminded him.

"No! No! Sister, look, there is nothing!"

Lu Zheng hastily and quietly threw the snow ball held in his two small palms backwards.

It doesn't matter whether it is thrown in the house or on Jixiang.

He wiped his little hands on his body, then reached out to Lu Weiyu, his little face was full of innocent flattering expressions.

"Not yet!" Lu Weiyu brought him a hand stove to warm him up, and asked Jixiang to pour some hot water.

He twisted the hot handkerchief and covered his hands carefully, then led him to sit on the heating kang, and covered his feet again.

Seeing his sister taking care of him, Lu Zheng lowered his head guiltyly, and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Sister, I won't be playful next time, I don't want to get sick, don't stay sick like my mother..."

Speaking of mother, Lu Zheng's eyes turned red, and a few pitiful teardrops hung on his eyelids.

"No, with Grandpa Qu here, Zheng'er won't get sick, and mother will get well soon."

Lu Weiyu wiped away tears for her younger brother with a handkerchief, hugged him in her arms and comforted him.

Mother's illness is not a disease, but she can only wait for death.

In this life, she will definitely find out the real culprit, and she will be ashamed!

(End of this chapter)