Nongmen doctor girl: flirt with a sick and charming first child

Chapter 42 Heartbreaking?Acupuncture?
This sounds really heartbreaking. If it were the original owner, he would definitely run out and cry.

But she is a person who has experienced the horror of life and death, and Zhang is only a physical mother. These words cannot enter her heart at all, nor can they shake her emotions.

After Mrs. Zhang said this, she hugged Qiao Muyang and cried loudly!
What else could she do except cry?
The few copper coins hidden in the quilt were not even enough to hire a carriage, let alone go to the drugstore in the city to see Yang Yang.

At this moment, she was just venting, venting that she was incompetent, hating that she was useless and could not suffer on behalf of her son...

Listening to Mrs. Zhang's heart-wrenching cries, Qiao Muyao felt very uncomfortable.

She picked up a silver needle and walked to the bed. When Zhang was not paying attention, she stabbed Yangyang's ear tip and squeezed out a little blood.

Mrs. Zhang was stunned when she saw Qiao Muyang slowly wake up with a cry.

"do not move!"

Qiao Muyao grabbed his warm little hand and inserted a needle into the Hegu at the tiger's mouth.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the shining silver needle in her hand in disbelief, "You...you know how to prick acupuncture?"

"Keep your voice down!" Qiao Muyao lowered her voice and reminded, "Don't let them hear it. Anyway, you believe me."

Mrs. Zhang already had no backbone, but when she saw Yangyang wake up and see her skillful acupuncture technique that resembled her father's, all the previous resentment and complaints suddenly turned into guilt.

"Then...I'll find medicine for you." She wiped away her tears and whispered.

Qiao Muyang looked listless, and his gloomy eyes were always staring at Shao Qing curiously.

After taking the medicine box from her mother, Qiao Muchao picked out a few medicines and asked her to put less water in them and boil some for him to drink first.

As soon as his mother went out, Qiao Muyang sat up with his weak body. Looking at his burned, dry and cracked lips, Qiao Muyao felt very sorry.

Shao Qing took out a bunch of candied haws from the oil paper bag and handed it to him, and asked crisply: "Do you want to eat it?"

Qiao Muyang lazily asked, "Who are you?"

"I only know that my name is Shaoqing." The little girl's fleshy hands looked really cute.

Qiao Muyang wanted to pick it up, but then glanced at his sister timidly.

"I still have it at home. This pack of food is all bought for you. You play with her for a while, and I'll go see how the medicine outside is going."

With his sister's words, Qiao Muyang was willing to take it and took a bite carefully. His dull eyes suddenly became bright, "I didn't expect the candied haws on a stick to be so delicious!"

"Haven't you eaten before?"

The little girl pointed to the greased paper bag on the bedside, "There's a big bag, all of which belong to you."

Qiao Muyang nodded while eating, "It's my first time, won't you?"

The little girl shook her head, "I don't like sweets."

When Qiao Muyao rushed to the kitchen, Zhang's medicine had already been prepared. She asked her mother to do other things, saying that she would take care of it.

After finally waiting for the water to boil, Qiao Muyao controlled less than half of the bowl, then blessed the energy and coaxed Qiao Muyang to drink it with candied fruit.

Looking at the bag of snacks on the bedside, and looking at Yangyang talking and laughing, Zhang's eyes suddenly turned red when she thought of the outrageous things she had said to her daughter before.

"Well... Mu Yao, mother misunderstood you just now..."

"I understand, you are too worried about Yangyang." Qiao Muyao smiled lightly, "I didn't take it to heart at all. It's getting late, I have to go back and get busy."

She originally wanted to call Shao Qing home, but she couldn't bear to have a playmate, so Qiao Muyao had to give up.As soon as Qiao Muchao got home, she changed into the silk skirt.

When you go out to show your face, you naturally have to dress smartly. Since An Jingchen is not at home, he doesn't pay much attention to it. Naturally, it is mainly about practicality.

What's more, this silk and satin is not stain-resistant, and the silky fabric is easy to snag if you don't pay attention.

After Qiao Muyao was busy for a while, Dongzhi and Qiuyan came back with a basket of bamboo shoots on their backs, and the youngest daughter followed behind them with a bunch of candied haws.

In just a short time, they broke off two baskets. Qiao Muchao was so moved, but Sister Dongzhi said that the work was simple, and the two daughters were idle at home.

The money was not worth it. Thinking that it was lunch time, Qiao Muyao told her how to handle the bamboo shoots and then went to cook.

After the rice was ready, the three mothers also washed and processed the bamboo shoots.

Qiao Muyao brought two meat and two vegetables, as well as a day lily and egg soup to the table, and called Lao Li and their mother and daughter to come to the table to eat.

The farmers here don't seem to be so particular about it. When there are few people, men and women don't eat at separate tables.

It's a pity that I bought a new large casserole today, otherwise this earthenware pot wouldn't fit at all. Qiao Muyao rinsed the newly bought earthenware pot and put it on the earthen kiln in the house to cook another pot.

There were large pieces of firewood in the earth kiln, and the blazing fire quickly boiled the water.

After eating and resting for half an hour, the bamboo shoots were cooked. Today, I brought three cans full of bamboo shoots. Although one of the small cans was for the full house, Lao Li was still very satisfied. You have to know that many diners recently, They are all here for this bamboo shoot.

After seeing off Lao Li, Sister Dongzhi took her two daughters to break bamboo shoots.

Qiao Muyao finally had time to wash the clothes she had changed out in the past two days.

It was inconvenient to pour water in the house, and it was warmer outside than inside, so Qiao Muyao moved the large wooden basin for washing clothes to a corner of the yard.

The Ding family's mother and daughter, sitting at the door basking in the sun and doing needlework, could see all this clearly.

Ding Meng'er stared at her clothes and said angrily: "Mom, look at her changing clothes again. I don't know who she is trying to seduce by dressing up like a vixen every day."

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Chang Wenhui felt so angry that her chest hurt, "No wonder Jingchen, that kid, pays less attention to me. I heard Junjie say that she delivers food to Jingchen every noon. I don't know she is here." When delivering food, how did they arrange and slander us in front of Jingchen..."

"And this!"

Ding Meng'er gritted her teeth and smashed the shoe sole in her hand into the sewing basket, "No, we can't let her arrange it like this!"

Chang Wenhui sighed, "Jingchen won't come to the house now, and that bitch is guarding us like thieves. The academy is far from the village, and we can't go into the city like she does."

"Who says it can't!"

Ding Meng'er stared intently at the figure who was rubbing his clothes not far away. His eyes full of resentment seemed to be able to spit out fire.

"I'm not willing! I'm not willing to give up Brother Jingchen to her like this! Since she can deliver food, I can do it too!"

"Don't be ridiculous. The village is so far away from the academy, and the food will be cold by the time it is delivered." Chang Wenhui said: "People buy it hot in restaurants, but our family can't afford to deliver it!"

"No, I just want to give it away!"

Ding Meng'er said: "She gave it to the restaurant, and I gave it to me at home. I wrapped the food box in a fox fur coat. I thought that even if it was a little cooler, Brother Jingchen would be very touched by the thought of me coming so far away. "

Chang Wenhui thought it was good, "This is a good idea, then let's give it away at noon tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)