Chapter 8: Confrontation or Strife (1) (3)
Yao Jinfang saw that Muqin's mood had completely improved, and the symptoms on his body had almost been cured. There is no need to worry about the poor recuperation environment in the village, and the disease is repeated, so I agreed. Before leaving, Yao Jinfang prescribed another prescription for Xylophone:
Ginseng, cinnamon (remove the coarse skin, do not see the fire), Chuanxiong rehmannia (washed wine, steamed and roasted)
Poria cocos (roasted), Atractylodes macrocephalus (roasted), licorice (burned), Astragalus membranaceus (to reed)
Sichuan angelica (washed to remove reeds) white peony medicine
After she went back, she would crush the ten herbs into fine powder, 6g per serving, add 3 slices of ginger and 2 red dates to boil at any time, which can warm up qi and blood. If you keep taking it, you will be completely cured.
After Mao Sheng thanked him for his kindness, he helped the xylophone to get into the new car of the foreign company. A few people returned to the village in such a beautiful manner.
That night, the foreign company called Niang Huoyazi to kill an old hen and stew a big pot of chicken soup in a large clay pot. He asked Zhu'er to help carry him to the xylophone's house.
Mao Sheng was very uneasy when he saw it. He said that it was a pity that the chickens that could still lay eggs were too much to spend.
Xylophone is also not happy to say that there is no need for this. I'm getting better, how can I eat your chicken?
The foreign company said that I didn't stew it for you. I just want to get a guy and ask a few people to celebrate the success of buying a car for me. Saying that, he also asked Zhu'er to call the people, the summer solstice and the official seal to drink a glass of festive wine.
Muqin said that if you want to drink festive wine, you have to call Uncle Zhenfu to do it at your house. What's going on here?
The foreign company replied that this wine must be drunk from you. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be where I am today.
The words of the foreign bank made xylophone very moved. She even asked your brother to stir-fry a few more dishes, and called your small group of people together to enlighten each other. In the future, you all have to choose a place to settle down, so that you can help you work together.
Mao Sheng arched into the pot house, hurriedly fried a few home-cooked side dishes, and served them all on the table of the Eight Immortals placed in the hall. He took out the rice wine he had brewed at home, poured a big bowl for everyone, and said that today, we will drink it openly, and no one is allowed to play tricks.
Zhu'er said sadly, uncle, you still kill me. Such a large bowl of wine is enough for me to drink for ten days. If I really get drunk, who will serve me?
Xia Zhi told the Tao to ask your daughter-in-law who you haven't met to serve.
Gongzhang laughed and said, who knows where his daughter-in-law is hiding now. Maybe you're still playing at some old man's house.
Jing'er seems quite fair. He said that he would ask Zhu'er to drink half a bowl of bar. The rest of the people who drink a lot will be called to drink for them.
The people coaxed and said no, today they are happy to buy back the car of the foreign bank, and the sister-in-law's illness is good, and the village is also settled, which is a veritable celebration wine. Even if you are drunk, you have to drink it. Whoever doesn't drink it will be stuck in their necks.
Xia Zhi and the official seal were even more coaxed, and Zhu'er said that such a big person has reached the age of marrying a daughter-in-law and giving birth to a baby, why is he still pretending to be delicate and tender. When will I grow up?
This tone of eloquence caused the room to burst into laughter. They all thought that they were filled with garlic and pretended to be adults and dogs.
During the banquet, several cubs were very envious of the foreign bank, saying that he would find the way to his home, when would he be able to find the path. When they talked about this, the cubs showed all kinds of expressions. Some are jealous, some are coveted, some are sorrowful.