The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

After pressing for nearly a quarter of an hour, the old lady's cold palms warmed up, and even the soles of her feet became warmer. Su Yueming stood up and said——

"Grandmother, Yueming will teach this pressing technique to Mama Huang and the others later, and ask them to press Yangchi acupoint for you twice a day, morning and evening."

The expression on the old lady's face has been completely relaxed, and her smile has also come up. She asked, "How do you know these medical things?"

"..." Su Yueming opened his mouth, hesitant to say anything, with a look of embarrassment.

"Speak, it's okay, there is no one else here, you can say anything today."

Su Yueming paused, lowered her head, and whispered, "When I was at my cousin's house, when I was five years old, I went to the river to wash clothes in the winter and my hands and feet were frostbitten. Every time it was wet and cold, my hands and feet were so cold that I contracted a cold disease and had no money. Even the doctor couldn't get the medicine, so I figured it out on my own, scratching my hands and feet, and after a few years, I really found a way, and now the cold disease is almost healed."

In fact, in order to show filial piety in front of the emperor, that scumbag Xuanyuan Qiche pretended to kneel in the ice and snow for three days and three nights one winter. Like people, they don't like to take strong medicines, and they often lose their temper as a doctor and smash the medicine jars to pieces.

In order to cure his cold disease and make him feel better in winter, she often went into the study without sleep or food to study various medical techniques, and even froze her hands and feet with cold water for experiments. Combined with shredded ginger, it is the most effective way to treat cold diseases, and there is no need to use strong bitter medicine.

At that time, she loved Xuanyuan Qiche to the bone, loved him as humble as dust, even if her body was broken and out of shape, it didn't matter, as long as he was fine!

However, he never cherished her dedication, and easily abandoned everything between them for Su Baixi's smile!

After hearing Su Yueming's words, the old lady's eyes clearly showed a trace of pity, and she sighed slightly.

Mrs. Jiang wiped the corners of her eyes when she heard this, and said, "I'm going to go to the river to wash clothes at the age of five. I'm a poor and sensible child. I have suffered such a big grievance, and I never said it before. Mother, this is all Da Fang's idea." , insisted on throwing it to the countryside to raise, saying that she cut off her palm."

Su Yueming knew about the conflict between Da Furen and Jiang Shi early on. Da Furen didn't care about Jiang Shi, but Jiang Shi had the support of the old Furen and her natal family. However, it is the big house, her husband died, and there is no solid backer in the house.

Therefore, she doesn't need to say some things by herself. When she behaves properly, she will be humane and add fuel to the flames.

"Ah Choo..." At this moment, Su Yueming sneezed suddenly, tears streaming down his eyes.

Jiang quickly stepped forward and touched Su Yueming's forehead, then glanced at her cheeks, flushed, she let out a low cry——

"Ah, mother, Yueming has a fever."

"Fever?" The old lady looked at Su Yueming, and sure enough, she looked uncomfortable.

Jiang looked down, only to find that Su Yueming was wearing a pair of wet cloth shoes, the uppers were dirty, they were short, and the toes could only be worn when they were curled up. Looking again, the heels were torn.

"The cold comes from the feet, so it's no wonder that it's cold. A pair of summer shoes, it's already autumn now. They look so short, and they must have been worn for several years." Jiang Shiguai said distressedly.