Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 73

Yichun, who was lying on the counter and looking into the side hall, had a melon-eating expression on his face, and made a "huh" sound when he saw Wen Shaoru was going to carry the medicine box for her.

Su Yuanyuan's face froze, and she pulled the strap on her back, pretending that nothing happened.

"move."

She walked out the door first, Wen Shaoru looked at Yichun with some embarrassment, said nothing, and trotted to keep up with Su Yuanyuan's pace.

Wen Shao Confucianism is located in Tsing Yi Lane in the east of the city, which is a place further east after crossing the market.

Su Yuanyuan had never seen the houses there before. Compared with the small courtyards with green bricks and green tiles in the south of the city, the earthen houses there can only be described as shabby.

As soon as I left the East Market, the original green brick road disappeared, replaced by a muddy road with ravines, and in some places there were many small puddles. full of mud.

There was no other emotion on her face, but Wen Shaoru, who was following behind him, lowered his head in embarrassment, and buried the embarrassment firmly in his chest.

In front of a mud house at the end of the alley, Su Yuanyuan stopped and looked at Wen Shaoru suspiciously.

He pushed open the fence door and signaled Su Yuanyuan to go in.

It was a small yard of less than ten square meters, with only three houses, a kitchen on the south side, and two rooms on the west and north sides.

Each room was no more than five square meters, and there was a bamboo cage on the ground, in which two hens stretched out their heads to look at her, and cooed twice.

There was an old woman who only wore a deep purple skirt, her gray hair was simply wrapped in a piece of cloth, and she only wore a pair of silver earrings on her ears, which was so plain that it couldn't be more plain.

"Mom! I brought Miss Su to show you your eyes."

Mother Wen heard the voice, looked towards the door with her unfocused eyes, and vaguely saw a woman in a white skirt.

The woman was slender, standing there gracefully, and seemed to be smiling slightly when looking at her, she didn't look like an ordinary woman at first glance.

"Hey, hey, invite Miss Su to come in."

Mother Wen guided Su Yuanyuan into the room on the north side, fumbled on the cabinet to find a rusted iron box, poured water into it, and brought it to Su Yuanyuan.

It was a very shabby and rough-fired teacup. Su Yuanyuan only took a look at it, and didn't drink it. Instead, she asked Mother Wen to sit down first, intending to see her eye disease.

"Yes, mother, let Miss Su take a look first."

Wen Shaoru asked Mother Wen to sit next to Su Yuanyuan, and deliberately opened the door wider to let the light in.

Wen's mother is not too old, she is only in her 60s. When she is old and has a son, she wants to give him the best, let him study and learn characters.

But the eyes are broken, and they are getting worse day by day.

Su Yuanyuan gently opened Wenmu's eyes. The old man's eyes had lost their original color, from dark brown to blue-gray, and there were white protrusions on the pupils, which were obviously typical cataracts.

"This is a cataract, which is generally divided into traumatic and endocrine. I think your problem should be a metabolic disorder of the lens caused by environmental factors in the eye."

What Su Yuanyuan said were some modern vocabulary, even Wen Shaoru could not understand after reading the book.

"Miss Su, I don't understand what you said!"

Mother Wen's eyes couldn't focus at all, and the eyes looking at Su Yuanyuan looked very hollow.

"Can you just tell the old man that this disease can still be cured?"

Su Yuanyuan nodded. Cataract is the most common disease among middle-aged and elderly people. Some people choose to cut it off directly and remove it from the root, while others choose conservative treatment and adjust their internal hormones to relieve it.

According to the people of this era, they probably still can't accept someone using a knife on their eyeballs. Moreover, Wen's mother is old and doesn't have anti-inflammatory needles. Su Yuanyuan still recommends conservative treatment.

"It can be cured, ma'am, I will prescribe you a medicine first, you take it first, and after the hormone stabilizes, I will give you another medicine. Within a month, your eyes will be able to see."

Su Yuanyuan is still very confident about this disease, and dared to speak to Wen's mother.

Upon hearing Su Yuanyuan's promise, Wen's mother gratefully held Su Yuanyuan's hand, and bent over to thank her, "Thank you, Miss Su! Look, it's almost dinner time, I'm going to go now." Cook, you can eat here today!"

As she spoke, she hunched over and went to the kitchen to cook.

Su Yuanyuan was startled. Healing diseases and saving lives is her job. She never thought that she would eat at the patient's home.

She subconsciously stood up and was about to refuse, but Wen Shaoru put his hands on his shoulders and pushed her back on the stool.

"You healed my mother's eye disease, and she also wants to thank you, so you can just treat it at your own home."

Wen Shaoru said this to Su Yuanyuan, but the hand never moved away from her shoulder.

Su Yuanyuan doesn't like to have physical contact with others very much. At this moment, her whole body is tense, and the hairs on her back stand up, like an unripe cucumber, full of burrs.

Am I afraid of eating your food?

What I'm afraid of is that you won't give me money!

Taking advantage of the emptiness where Wen Shaoru went out, Su Yuanyuan looked around the small room. Dirty clothes were piled up on the kang, and there were dirty things all over the floor. She moved her butt uncomfortably.

As the saying goes, eating people has short mouths and short hands, so how should she pay for medical expenses at this moment?

In the kitchen, Wen's mother fumbled to start a fire to cook. Wen Shaoru bent down and walked into this small kitchen. The height of the kitchen was too low, so he could only bend his head all the time.

There is a small cabinet more than half a meter high on the side of the wall, which is full of ingredients.

Wen Shaoru took out a thin piece of pork that was almost skin-only from a small vegetable basket, and approached Wenmu with a smile.

"Mom, let's stew this."

Although Wen's mother couldn't see clearly, her nose was very sensitive, and she could guess what he was holding with just a light sniff.

She first frowned, clicked her lips, and said in her usual tone of persuading Wen Shaoru, "Son, this meat is our food for a month!"

She walked quietly to the door with small feet and looked into the north room, and found that Su Yuanyuan hadn't noticed, so she deliberately lowered her voice, and lightly patted Wen Shaoru's hand holding the pork, feeling a little resentful Steel means, "Even if you like her no matter how much you like her, you can't get used to it a little bit, and don't weigh it in your heart whether she is worthy or not?"

She had heard about Miss Su from her own son a long time ago. She was married long ago and had a child. Her family was a little poor, but it was more than enough for her. In exchange for a month's worth of pork, she I can't bear it!
(End of this chapter)