Don't be too sweet

Chapter 588 Make it! (ten)

Chapter 588 Make it! (ten)
"Second brother, you see me as the main character, so you purposely get close to me and add drama to yourself," He Shanshan squinted.

"What is the protagonist?" He Leiluo was once again attracted by the novel words.

The two brothers and sisters whispered, chatted and laughed, and also told about He Qianer's falling into the water by the way.

"Why did she fall into the water?" He Leiluo's first thought was: "Could it be that she accidentally fell into the water while doing laundry for the family?"

"No, my mother and I are the ones doing the laundry, and she arrived later," He Shanshan said solemnly.

"Then why did she fall into the water?" He Leiluo couldn't understand.

"I'm not the roundworm in her stomach, how would I know," He Shanshan rolled her eyes.

"Little sister, don't say it so disgusting," He Guangming couldn't help reminding when he heard it.

He Shanshan stuck out her tongue playfully, and gave He Guangming a bright smile: "I know that elder brother treats me best."

He Guangming smiled dotingly and helplessly.

He Leiluo refused to accept it, and wanted to talk to He Shanshan, why is the eldest brother the best to her, is he not good as the second brother?
He Shanshan thought of He Leiluo being fooled by He Qian'er's green tea watch... She gave He Leiluo a sideways look, knowing that she couldn't tell, unless one day He Leiluo could see clearly by herself.

At home, because people who went out to open shops came back, it became lively and lively again.

After dinner, as usual, Uncle Li and the others came to help make egg noodles.

The weather is good recently, and when they cook, they will add an extra [-] catties. Usually at this time, the front yard will be occupied by dried egg noodles.

When He Shanshan arrived, she practiced whipping in the backyard.

He Shanshan originally didn't intend to pay attention to He Qian'er, but...

The well is very close to the kitchen, and the kitchen is between the front yard and the back yard. She saw He Qianer come out to dig water from the well.

He Shanshan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and followed He Qian'er to the empty room next to her.

He Qian'er didn't know that there was actually a board that could be snapped off from the wooden wall, and then she snapped it off to look inside.

He Qian'er slapped the well water on her body with a distorted expression, and her face turned pale instantly.

He Shanshan: "..." You can do it!

She was already wondering if she should add more bitter medicines such as Coptis chinensis when preparing the antipyretic medicine.

As for licorice, a medicine with a comprehensive bitter taste, should it be used less or not?
He Shanshan knew He Qian'er's target, but when she attracted people to look at her again, He Qian'er had already wiped cold water on her bed, fell ill on the bed, and she didn't leave any evidence behind!
This is inconvenient in ancient times, no mobile phone, no video recorder, alas...

While waiting, He Qian'er fell ill and was burning faintly.

"Aren't you going to ask for a doctor?" Zhang Qiao frowned, and just stayed at her house for a night. There are so many problems with this money...

Zhang Qiaoshou was not particularly patient in the first place. Her patience was given to her husband, son, and daughter, and there was not much left. At this moment, she was already getting a little impatient.

But after all, He Qian'er lives in her home, so he can't watch what happens to He Qian'er.

bother.

"No, I'll do it," He Shanshan raised her hand, "Mother, you forgot, I've learned some pharmacology. Although it can't cure serious illnesses, it's not a problem to prescribe antipyretics like this!"

When Zhang Qiaoshou heard He Shanshan say "learned some pharmacology", he couldn't help but think of He Shanshan's words like "crooked and crooked, crooked and eccentric", and felt a little uncomfortable.

"You are not a doctor, so don't learn this in the future," Zhang Qiaoshou whispered.

"Mother, didn't you see a doctor first?" He Shanshan blinked and asked.

"Sure, you can prescribe a prescription," Zhang Qiaoshou knew that the barefoot doctors in the next village didn't know as much about medicine as He Shanshan, so he turned a blind eye.

　Ask for tickets, ask for tickets, ask for tickets, ask for recommended tickets, monthly tickets, thank you sisters...please...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)