Villager of Daming

Chapter 147 Group Performers Online Each Party (Part [-])
"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle, just now that pretty girl gave me sour plum soup..."

"You can't worry about his beauty. Think about your home. It's much more beautiful. Why do you think he wants to be nice to you when he brings you water once?" Master Yu interrupted his nephew.

"no……"

"What isn't it? Look at the dishes made in Xiaqiu Village. Didn't you eat at noon? Why not?" Master Yu's expression turned ugly.

"I mean……"

"What do you mean? Do you dare to be interesting? Think about the situation in your family. Your mother is sick, you only have four acres of land, and you have a younger brother and sister. Do you know that girl's family?"

"Fourth Uncle, I mean..."

"You said? You said it works? You don't need to say it, I say, I tell you, these children are all literate and able to do arithmetic, we can't think about that alone, don't you understand, Xiaocao."

"Fourth Uncle, let me..."

"What did I tell you? Tell you to do something wrong? Your uncle and I are not that kind of person! You are obedient! Don't talk, don't even think about it, go to work."

Xiaocao: "..."

He was going crazy. He remembered that some people who worked together outside always liked to interrupt what others were saying, so as not to let others finish speaking.

You take your words in half a sentence, and then wow, wow, things go elsewhere.

If you say it again, he interrupts again and continues wow wow wow...

He dislikes people like that the most, and he didn't expect the fourth uncle to be like this too, so aggrieved.

But he couldn't give up. If he changed something else, he would just leave and stop playing.

He thought about it carefully, and said, "My mother's illness."

"Your mother... what's wrong with her illness?" Master Yu was interrupting others to have fun!Stop suddenly.

"They can see my mother's illness. There is a pharmacy in their village, and the medicine in the pharmacy is provided by the palace. If I work for them, they are willing to treat my relatives, just like Huimin Pharmacy."

Xiaocao finally uttered the words and was about to cry. This is her own uncle, and someone else would have been beaten to the ground.

"That's it...then, tomorrow morning, if you carry your mother back, Xiaqiu Village won't lie to us. I've inquired, and they don't spend money to eat and sleep in Fuhua Building."

Master Yu didn't take it for granted this time. His younger sister was involved. There are five children in his family, the first four including him are boys, and the fifth is a younger sister.

"What are you doing tomorrow? We have a car here." Zhu Taiyi also received the task, the task of the village chief.

"For a while, no, now you go back, can you drive a car? I'll go with you, I can, and you can't even drive a car. You really can't find Ling'er, that girl." Zhu Taiyi continued.

"I didn't... um! Thank you!" Xiaocao wanted to explain, but suddenly gave up.

Zhu Taiyi drove to the car, brought some snacks and cooked food, and went home with Xiaocao.

An hour later, the car came back again, and the things I brought were left at Xiaocao's house, and Xiaocao's mother, Mrs. Yu, came to the store.

"Lu! How are you?" Master Yu saw his sister's tears falling down, her face was pale and her eye sockets were sunken.

"Fourth brother, I'm fine. I've taken the medicine. The medicine given by Huimin Pharmacy is working!" The woman's eyes were also filled with tears.

"Hold it down to your mother, I'll move the car to the next door and take out the original prescription." Zhu Taiyi reminded Xiaocao.

Xiaocao carried her mother down and put her on the stool. The chief's wife came over and carried a chair, and Hanhan moved the table behind.

He grasped the edge of the square table with one hand, and the table seemed weightless.

In fact, this table weighs more than 20 kilograms, and it is okay to grasp the legs normally, but grasping the upper edge involves leverage issues, and ordinary people cannot grasp it.

The woman was thin, pale, and not in good spirits. Her clothes were patched and patched, but they were washed clean.

When the chief came, he went to the place to look carefully at the woman, then rolled up his sleeves, and a child brought a basin, and he washed his hands.

Zhu Wentian followed suit, rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and laughed.

Li Chang reached the right side of the woman, sat down, and the little girl sent a pulse pillow.

Zhu Wentian sat on the left and opened his mouth: "Hey! Here, I, hehehehe!"

"Hanhan, don't make trouble, hurry up, go back to sleep, and eat delicious food at night."

The head of the village first smiled apologetically at the woman, her son and her own brother, and then spoke to Hanhan.

"No, no, hum!" Hanhan became angry.

A village elder was dissatisfied: "Did Hanhan delay you? Have you forgotten what you said when you knelt down in the sacrificial hall to ask the village guards?"

The other village elders also looked angry. Are you able to train the village guards?
"Father, why don't you just get another one for Hanhan, sister-in-law, Hanhan is the village guard of our village, I offended you, look..." the chief's wife said.

"Same as my son! They are both children." The woman nodded with a smile.

So two pulse pillows were put on, and the woman put one on each hand, Li Chang held her right wrist and Han Han's left wrist.

Li Chang squinted his eyes, and no one could tell what he was looking at.

Hanhan's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and when the saliva flowed down a little, he sucked it back with a hiss.

Li Chang's fingers moved on the woman's joints, and Hanhan followed suit as if imitating the example.

"Hmm! Hehehe!" Hanhan smiled.

"Hey! Sister-in-law, change hands, Hanhan, come, come over here." The village head said to the woman, greeting Hanhan.

The two changed positions, Hanhan raised his sleeve to wipe off his saliva, and took the pulse again.

When he sucked his saliva and hissed for the third time, the village chief withdrew his hand: "Sister-in-law! It's almost there, don't worry, there is no serious illness, just lack of energy and blood. Let me have a look at your original prescription."

"Hmm! No, uh! Enough, hehehehe!" Hanhan smiled.

The others didn't notice, but at this moment, the head of the village had a look of relief in his eyes, which can be cured.

"I'm taking it, I'm taking it." The woman took out a handkerchief from her bosom, opened it layer by layer, and inside was a folded piece of paper.

The head of the village took it and said: "Work here, let's go to the other side, you live in the same yard with my wife and the girls in the village."

A group of people turned to Fuhua Building next to it, and other craftsmen continued to work. Xiaocao was a little out of his mind, and was pushed on a stool by a craftsman. Don't interfere, something will happen.

The probability of this problem is very high, even Zhu Wentian was at that time, when he was working on the construction site, when something happened, many of them were caused by poor family conditions and working outside to earn money.

Why is the probability high?Because the people who work are at home, someone is sick, and the child has to pay the material fee to go to school, and they call to say that they have been bullied by other students.

So there is a saying: the hemp rope is only broken at the fine point, and bad luck only finds the poor.

Therefore, when Xiaqiu Village finds craftsmen to work, it always pays more money, so that the craftsmen can devote their minds to doing things.

"Hanhan, what's the situation?" When we got here, the village chief pulled Hanhan into the room.

Zhu Wentian looked at the same prescription: "Huangqi Baizhu Decoction, the reduced prescription has no ginseng, and the pulse of a woman sinks and moves slightly, with different strengths, occasional surges, and irregular movements. That is to say, both Qi and blood are deficient.

The prescription prescribed by Huimin Pharmacy can relieve the pain, but it does not cure the root cause. It can only ensure that the woman does not faint suddenly when drinking the medicine.

The reduction is too severe. I don't know if it's because the medicine is not enough, or the person who diagnosed it made a mistake? "

"Then let's prescribe the normal Huangqi Baizhu Decoction?" The chief heard the general idea, but he didn't know the details.

"No, let's use Bazhen Decoction first, to stabilize it, so as to avoid deficiency and not tonic, and after it stabilizes, it will be added to Shiquan Dabu Decoction. I will prescribe, eh!"

Zhu Wentian can't be sloppy about this, he looked at the chief after he finished speaking, and then the two of them hehehe together!

(End of this chapter)