The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Yunshu returned to Wenzhai, quiet like a changed person, either sitting in a daze at the window, or sitting in a daze on the bed.

"Yunshu?" Yunjin is very worried, these days Yunshu talk less, where like before, chirp like a swallow in general.

Yunshu looked back: "Yunjin, I may not be able to wait for him."

"Nonsense, uncle Hua... Hua..." The cloud brocade sighed a tone, call what all became a problem, simply don't call: "he is a person of promise."

Yun Shu lay on the bed, some decadent closed his eyes: "am I too headstrong?"

In fact, Yunjin admires Yunshu very much, because she can live as she likes, but she has her own goal cloud dance since she was a child.

She can't learn the strength of Yunwu, but she knows that it's to help her brother, and she's her brother's sister. Yunwu can always prepare to make peace with her brother for dayanjiangshan, and she can, and has been working hard for it. On the contrary, Yunshu can live as she likes and pursue the people she likes. She's a sister. Although she's twin, she still hopes to protect her sister, Look at her happiness.

"Don't think about it. Do you remember Uncle Rowan?"

Yun Shu certainly remembers Luo fan. When she was in Wenjia village, Luo fan was the one who went to see Hua Wuyi every year. Hua Wuyi also said a lot about the three of them, including her father. She was very envious of what they had experienced in the past few years.

"I heard that Luo fan was very poor when he married Miss Bai and borrowed money from grandfather Jin." Cloud brocade hooked to hook lips Cape: "say, accompany father to get these people of the world, all seem to be money like excrement."

Yunshu hasn't spoken for a long time. She has been with Hua Wuying all these years. Although she won't suffer a lot, she really doesn't have much money. Most of the time, she has to use her medical skills to earn some money and secretly make money for them.

Suddenly, he got up and stared at Yunjin: "do you mean he went to change?"

Cloud brocade also just guess, but see cloud Shu finally come to life, very firm nod: "yes, must be."

"I want my brother to give me a lot of dowries. When he marries me, he is my son-in-law. Why worry about money?" Yun Shu sighed, and lay on the bed again: "do you think my silver is not his?"

The cloud brocade is helpless, put down the book in the hand to come over, gently knead the back of the cloud Shu: "you ah, how don't understand?"? He is a man of blood. Should the world say that his wealth is due to his marriage to the princess? "

Cloud Shu Du wears a mouth, what does this have? Husband and wife are one, aren't they?

"What's more, look at the people around my father. Who has entered the official career? Which one got the Royal favor? If he marries a princess, he will not come back. Do you think the person he wants to marry is a princess or Yunshu? "

Yunjin's words make Yunshu's eyes red: "elder sister, is he stupid?"

"No Yunjin shook his head: "he just wants to get a wife, not rich, but you are a princess after all, and his friendship with his father, you are doomed to be criticized when you come together, so you can't be humble, and you can't take any dowry."

Yunshu sat up, his face puffed into a ball: "without dowry? Folk women have dowries when they get married. Liu Hong also brings a ruyi embroidery room. Can't I bring dowries? "

"Folk women's dowries are prepared from the beginning when they can make needlework. Every needle and thread is hope. Their parents will also prepare some. That's a gift. Yunshu, have you prepared dowries for yourself?"

In ancient times, women were not young at the age of 17, and many of them would marry. Yunshu found that he had not prepared any dowry at all.

"I'll go to my mother." Yunshu ran out like a gust of wind.

Yunjin has a gentle smile at the bottom of his eyes. His eyes are sentimentally attached to Yunshu. After Yunshu gets married, he should go back to Yandu. Yunwu is a rare teacher and friend. He still needs to learn more skills.

Completely don't know worry for what matter of cloud Shu at the moment is holding Wen Ruolan's arm, bitterly beg.

"Mother, please teach me needlework. I really want to prepare my dowry."

Without waiting for Wen Ruolan to speak, Dongfang Yi, who is reading next to him, can't hide his smile. Who can't learn? Looking for Wen Ruolan? After so many years of marriage, he did not dare to compliment Wen Ruolan's actress.

"Go, I will not." Wenruolan helplessly pushed away Yunshu: "if you really want to prepare the dowry, you'd better go to study with Yunjin."

Yun Shu pursed her lips and sat beside her: "she hasn't come out of the cabinet either. Do you know what to prepare?"

This makes Wen Ruolan blush. She suddenly thinks of the things that she was given by her mother before her wedding. When she looks at Yun Shu again, she can understand her mother's mind.

But Hua Wuying hasn't heard from her. Besides, she hasn't written a single word about her marriage. Can't she give Yunshu the family treasure she has treasured for many years?

After thinking about it, "my mother will draw some patterns for you, and you can take them to Ruyi embroidery room. The embroidery workers are very clever, and you can do some by yourself. How about preparing the dowry?"

"Well, thank you." Yunshu doesn't know, but the designs used by Ruyi embroidery house these years are all from Niang's hands. Those things have never been seen before in the world, so she thinks Niang's needlework must be very good.

Wen Ruolan takes out a pen and paper and begins to sketch. She wants her daughter to wear a wedding dress. Although the world can't accept wearing white on a big wedding day, even red can be beautiful.

Yunshu is not idle. He runs back to yangyunjin and asks her to embroider her belly pocket, vamp and even sew the inner garment.

She is busy after a while. She only occasionally gets distracted and thinks about where Hua Wuying is going to get money. But when Hua Wuying comes back, she wants to marry him like an ordinary woman, because Yunjin is right. Hua Wuying married her Yunshu, not Dayan's princess.

In March, when the grass grows and the birds fly, the plum trees outside the door take out their tender green leaves. Wen Ruolan gives Yunshu the manuscript he has designed, and Yunshu plunges into Ruyi embroidery room. Every day, he is very busy.

Although she was a little bit more relaxed, she was a tough woman in her heart. She devoted herself to needlework and found another pleasure.

Wenfu.

Wen Ruolan and Yunjin sit on the couch, while Yunjin cooks tea, while Wen Ruolan concentrates on sorting out the Pharmacopoeia. This is a habit she has always insisted on. She hopes to write a pharmacopoeia one day and pass it on to the world. After all, she brings these things, hoping to solve many people's problems.

"Mother."

Wen Ruolan looked up and saw that Yunjin had sent the fragrant tea to him. He hooked his lips and said, "good luck."

Yunjin laughed: "mother, you and father may be very lonely in the future."

Wen Ruolan didn't think about it. Looking at the smile in Yunjin's eyes, he was a little sad. Yunshu was anxious to marry Hua Wuying. Yunjin was at the age of marriage, let alone Ziyu. Where can the king of a country let his parents enjoy the happiness of ordinary people?

"It doesn't matter. Your father and I can go anywhere and see you."

"Mother says Hu counts. No matter where Yunjin falls in the future, mother and father will visit Yunjin." Say, cloud brocade comes over to gently lean on Wen Ruolan's side: "mother's pharmacopoeia wants to give cloud brocade a dowry."

"Cloud brocade." Wen Ruolan stretched out her hand to her daughter's shoulder: "Yunwu's mind Niang knows, your mind Niang also knows, but Niang can't bear your sisters to fight for Dayan's country like this. If you meet someone you like, you can fight for it like Yunshu."

"Mother, I understand."

Wen Ruolan's heart is sour and astringent. Does his child really understand?