Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 175

Just when Nanny Chen was worried, Mrs. Wang looked crazy, and Mrs. Wang was about to write a divorce letter, the child in the nurse's arms suddenly burst into tears.

The baby's soft and loud cries woke up Mrs. Wang who was in a rage, and at the same time woke up Mrs. Wang who was collapsing and mad.

The two had a meal together.

Seeing this, Mother Chen hurriedly said: "Madam, please appease your anger first, the most important thing is to see a doctor for fourth brother."

Mr. Wang calmed down his anger, and said with a sad face: "Where is there more to see, the doctor has already said that the chance of recovery is less than [-]%."

It is said to be [-]%, but in fact it is just the doctor's words to comfort the patient's family. To put it bluntly, it is hopeless.

Lord Wang squatted down in pain, not understanding why things had come to this point.

He is thirty-three this year, has been married for more than ten years, has married two wives, and an aunt, but now he only has one daughter, Sister Xiang.

After finally having a son at the beginning of the year, he happily edited the book and asked his wife to bring his daughter and newborn son to Beijing for a reunion.Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Xinde's son's face turned red and yellow, and when he called the doctor again, he said that he could not be saved.

He had already lost two sons and a daughter before him, and now facing his third son who was about to die young again, he felt as if his heart was being stabbed. Then he looked at the second wife, Mrs. Chen, who had ruined the life of his child because of his stupidity. Anger rose again.

"[-]% is also hope, you have to try it." Chen Nanny is still persuading.

"There is no hope." Madam Wang Chen also spoke this time, the madness on her face was gone, replaced by a trace of dead silence.

"Yes, there is hope!" Mother Chen exclaimed as if suddenly remembering something, "Ma'am, do you still remember the tea shed where we stayed on the return journey, and the lady who brought us water? Didn't it say that her baby also suffered from jaundice?" , and said that the illness is as serious as that of the fourth brother, but now her baby is very normal, so the fourth brother must be saved, and he can be saved."

Her words brought the desperate couple back, and Mrs. Wang hurriedly asked what was going on.

Nanny Chen told the story quickly, and Master Wang said anxiously after hearing this, "Then what are you waiting for, send someone to ask quickly! Where was the child treated? How was it cured? Ask quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes." Nanny Chen jumped up from the ground.

Mrs. Wang, who was ashen-faced, was also shocked, and murmured: "I'll beg her, I'll beg her." As she spoke, she got up on the ground.

Just when Wangfu was trying to find a car to find someone, Wen Shu, Mrs. Zhao and Goudan were happily eating wontons in the tea shed outside the city.

The hot wontons just out of the pan were tender and smooth when bitten down. The crispy sweetness of spring bamboo shoots accompanied by the rich aroma of meat oil exploded on the tongue, and Wen Shu narrowed her eyes happily.

It was the first time that something made her feel happy, and at the same time, she regretted that her father was not here, otherwise she could taste this unique taste of spring together.

The aroma of wontons gradually spread around through the chimney, attracting caravans from the official road.

A group of more than a dozen people in the caravan, all tall and burly, were driving eight carriages full of goods towards the capital. As they approached, the aroma of food in the air became clearer and clearer. It is also getting more and more people.

A square-faced man rode on the horse and said, "Brother, where does this smell come from, why is it so greedy?"

The eldest brother in the lead has a scarred face, and his face looks a bit fierce, but he laughed loudly when he heard this: "It's been a long time since I ate breakfast, and the fifth brother is hungry again."

The square-faced man who spoke didn't blush at all when he heard the words. Instead, he raised his head and patted his stomach a few times: "This five internal organs temple is too big to serve."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone laughed.

The elder brother in the lead squinted his eyes for a while, then stretched his fingers forward suddenly: "There seems to be a tea shed in front, and the fragrance should come from there, let's go, let's go and see what the store has made to eat, so that the fifth brother is so good. I'm thinking about eating ghosts." As he spoke, the caravan hurriedly speeded up.

In the teahouse, Wen Shu had just eaten a few wontons when he heard the sound of horseshoes outside.Yuan Dao was passing by again, so he didn't care, and continued to eat her wonton with his head down.

Unexpectedly, when the chariots and horses approached, they did not pass quickly, but stopped, and drove the horses from the opposite side of the official road to the open space on the left and right sides of the tea shed.

Visitors!
Wen Shu was taken aback, and hurriedly put the bowl in his hand under the stove behind him.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao also took Goudan's bowl and asked him to eat it behind the house, and put her own bowl behind the stove with Wen Shu's.

"Shopkeeper, if you have anything to eat, bring some here." A group of people squeezed into the tea shed.

Wen Shu hurriedly put on a smile and greeted, "There are solid steamed buns and Erchen soup, how many guests are there?"

"That's all." The square-faced man frowned, and sniffled dissatisfiedly, "The store has delicious food, just say hello, isn't it afraid that my brother can't pay the money, and the solid steamed buns don't have such a fragrance."

Hearing this, Wen Shu still didn't understand, it turned out that it was attracted by the aroma of bamboo shoots and fern wontons.

It's just that there weren't many wontons, and after the three of them ate, there was only one bowl left, which was still raw, and they planned to take it home and cook it for her father.

"There's only one bowl of bamboo shoot and fern wonton left, I'm afraid it won't be enough for a few masters to eat."

"Then pack it now, we'll wait."

"I'm really sorry, the spring bamboo shoots and bracken have just been used up."

Hearing this, the people in the caravan were greatly disappointed.Who has never eaten steamed buns? They come here for the aroma, not for eating steamed buns.The leading elder brother was about to say, forget it, let's go to the city to eat again, when he heard the neighing of horses outside the door, and immediately a green cloth carriage stopped in front of the tea shed.

Two women, one old and one young, jumped out of the car in a hurry and ran straight in.

"My lady, help me, lady."

Seeing the people outside the door, Wen Shu and Mrs. Zhao were both taken aback.

At this time, Nanny Chen had already rushed in, rushed straight to Mrs. Zhao, and said eagerly: "Please help my lady."

Mrs. Zhao looked at her blankly, not knowing, so she asked, "Ma'am?"

"Dare to ask my lady, who cured your child?"

Unexpectedly, she came to ask this question. Lady Zhao turned her head and glanced at Wen Shu, not knowing whether she should say it or not.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Mrs. Wang only thought she was angry, knelt down as soon as her eyes turned red, and begged, "I was wrong before. I wrongly paid my lady for my kindness. I will apologize to you here. I only hope that my lady has a lot of blame. A clear way, save my son's life."

The noble lady who was domineering before suddenly knelt down in front of her, and Mrs. Zhao was really flustered. After hearing what she said clearly, she didn't know why she came here.

It's just that the fruit belongs to Xiaodong's family, so it's up to her to decide whether to give it or not.

"Ma'am, you don't need to be like this, I." She turned to look at Wen Shu again.

The patient was crying and begging to come to the door. After all, Wen Shu was not that hard-hearted. Seeing Mrs. Wang's crying eyes were swollen, she couldn't help sighing.

"I cured it, madam is here to ask for a prescription?"

In less than an hour, this madam seemed to be a different person, kneeling in front of them with tears all over her face.Thinking about it, if the child had not reached a critical moment, it would be impossible to lose his composure to this point.

(End of this chapter)