Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 18 Precious Medical Book
An Ran was awakened by the sound of thunderous snoring.

It was her grandfather who was right. Father Wang opened his mouth slightly, snoring one after another, just next to her ear.

An Ran stared at the roof. The roof had a mortise and tenon structure. Next to it were some medicine shelves with dried herbs on them. There was a strong smell of herbs in the room, which was a bit unpleasant. It was different from what she smelled yesterday.

In order not to disturb the normal operation of the medicine hall, Father Wang also got up early, and the first reaction was to look at Fubao next to him.

"Ouch, my Fu Bao woke up so early. Grandpa touched his forehead. It's not hot anymore. Come on, let's go home. It's time for your mother to worry about you."

Last night Wang Yonglin went back to report that he was safe. Fubao wanted to stay at the pharmacy for one night. Li Zhenxiang and Wang Yonglin were waiting outside the pharmacy early in the morning.

Father Wang wrapped Fu Bao like a zongzi, and put the socks high on the outside of the thick cotton trousers, making them bulge out in big balls, afraid that a little wind would leak in.

Now An Ran can only show her two round eyes, watching her mother running over anxiously, like a lost treasure has come back.

In the early morning, the town is filled with cold fog, and as long as you go out, you will be covered with a layer of cold air.

The traffickers and pawns were shuttling back and forth, their heads were steaming after sweating, and they were carrying their burdens and shouting.

Dr. Ji was holding a medicine box and was breathing white. Before he could enter the door, there was a long queue outside the medicine hall, and some even knocked on the door and shouted.

Tongyuan opened the door and yawned. Seeing so many patients, he shook his aching head.

"Master, you're back! Are you okay? Are you tired? Have you had breakfast? I'll buy it. Give me the medicine box and I'll pick it up."

Tong Yuan was very enthusiastic when he saw his master, and his master came back well.

In fact, he knew that this trip to the Lin Mansion was a narrow escape, and no one should follow his master. He was the master's little tail. If his life was not endangered, his master would take him with him wherever he went.

"Go, order some small pickles." Doctor Ji was surrounded by people outside before half of his foot fell into the threshold of his house.

Shanming went to the pharmacy to see people this morning, and everyone had left, and the beds were neatly made.

Carefully, he discovered several books next to the folded quilt.

I thought it was Tong Yuan who threw it around after reading it before, and was going to pick it up and put it in the bookcase.

But these books are so unfamiliar, it seems that they don't have these books at home, especially one or two are full of pictures and texts, the books are very neat and rarely read by people.

Like discovering a new world, I can't help but read these books, and gradually become fascinated.

Doctor Ji didn't see Shanming. In the past, he was in the hall seeing patients.

"Shanming~ I'm back, your master."

Hearing the master's cry, the young man's thoughts came out of the books. These books were simply treasures.

"Master! Master! Look at these books." Shanming cherished the five thick books in his arms and ran to his master quickly.

"Fengfenghuohuo, is there any book that your master hasn't read? Let's go eat first and check your blood. I didn't sleep well yesterday."

Shanming breathed evenly and suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Master, take a look, it's really a good book."

Dr. Ji took the book and flipped through it, his tired eyes lit up, and even opened his eyes.

"This...is wonderful!" Doctor Ji flipped through each book, especially the beginning and end, he wanted to see if there were any private chapters or writers, even geniuses!
"Where did this come from?" Doctor Ji couldn't let go.

Shanming truthfully told what happened last night, and he thought Uncle Wang should have stayed behind.

But why did Uncle Wang come to them for medical treatment with such high medical skills.

Doctor Ji was thoughtful, he became more and more curious about the person behind him, his heart was like a cat tickling, he wanted to meet this expert.

Why would such a strange person refuse to show his face, and why didn't he help the Wang family to heal their illness? These books are probably the painstaking efforts of one person's life, so how could they be given away.

"Shanming, you have a consultation today. If there are too many people, let them go to another house, and the master will return when he goes. By the way, keep this book well, and close the door early at night. Write these books, and if you can't win, go to Songbaiyuan Find a few students who are good at writing."

He wouldn't take the book with him, and if he accidentally dropped it, he didn't take it with him either.

"Master, where are you going again? Don't you eat your porridge and steamed buns?" Tong Yuan saw the master leaving the medicine hall just after buying breakfast.

Doctor Ji didn't realize until halfway, where does Brother Wang live?

There was nowhere to vent the impulse in my heart, so I had to go back and look forward to seeing people next time.

When An Ran returned home, all her brothers came to see her, whether Fu Bao was thin or not, and whether Fu Bao was okay.

"Don't touch Fubao, your hands and claws are like ice bumps." Zhang Guihua grabbed her son.

Especially Wenbo, he likes Fubao so much, he touches and kisses him every now and then.

"But Fu Bao likes it. You see her laughing so much that she is drooling. Fu Bao didn't even eat when he came back." In Wen Bo's eyes, if he doesn't like to eat, he is seriously ill.

"Go, go, go, she drools because you pinch her face every day. If you pinch her too much, she will drool."

Li Zhenxiang didn't want other children to see her daughter, for fear of catching Fubao cold.

The frost outside the house beat the dead branches and leaves, and they creaked when stepped on.

A woman hurriedly walked outside the yard, standing outside the door and shouting.

Liu Chunlan wiped her red hands and ran out the door: "Aunt Li, what's the matter?"

"Your aunt has gone, go quickly, I have to inform other people."

Third Aunt Li was a messenger, and she had to notify other relatives to go.

Only then did Liu Chunlan remember Aunt Yao, her father-in-law's family had four sisters in total, and her father-in-law was the third child, with two on top, an older brother and an older sister, and a younger sister on the bottom.

My eldest aunt died of an incurable disease a few years ago, and it was my aunt who went there this time.

Liu Chunlan thought it was a big deal, she was from her old life, and she didn't have much contact with the people there.

Father Wang who heard the news was silent for a while, sighed deeply, and started to smoke.

None of the daughters-in-law understood what was going on. If your sister was gone, shouldn't you be sad and rush to the funeral? What does this mean?
Fang Cuiying has a sharp eye and a careful mind, so what else could happen, the relationship is definitely not good, and they haven't had much contact for so many years, the relationship is not bad, maybe there is a past relationship.

Waiting for the men in the family to come back, Father Wang shook his straw sandals and asked Liu Chunlan to take ten copper coins.

Looking at the father-in-law, it means that their family will not go. There is so much hatred between the brothers and sisters, and they don't even take a last look when they die. Don't forget about the money at all.

Father Wang found an acquaintance to drag over his share money. The past is the past, and he will always remember it in his heart. Death is like a cloud, and it is enough for him to bring a share of money.

(End of this chapter)