.] &Z:7 | C b@ ȟ -T T0 L% -T 7 There is only one thought that is to save the child, so at this time there is nothing else: "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

"You just take care of the children, and you don't care about anything else. "Xuan Wenbao seems to have aged a lot now.

Feng Shi hugged the child, sighed, and there was no other way.

Xuan Wenxin and Wang hid in their rooms and whispered.

"You see, the fifth child has been retributed, he took our San Lang away, and now their child is almost dead. As soon as Wang said this, he was relieved.

"What else can that sick kid do? It's not that if you're sick, we also have to pay for the medical bills, are you stupid?" Xuan Wenxin went with Xuan Wenbao this time, and when he saw Xuan Wenbao pay the silver and heard the doctor's words, he thought that the doctor said that it would be best to use ginseng to raise him in the future, and he felt distressed.

Wang didn't go this time, she looked at Xuan Wenxin in surprise: "What do you say? We will pay for this medical expenses? Hasn't Qilang's medicine money always been the responsibility of the eldest brother?

Xuan Wenxin waited for Wang's glance: "The eldest brother said the medical expenses at that time, and the medicine expenses for the illness brought by Qilang's mother's womb were the medical expenses. ”

"What? Then the medical expenses for this incident are going to be paid out by our public school? Why didn't this dead child die all of a sudden?" Wang couldn't help but start cursing the child.

Xuan Wentao sighed and continued: "There is something worse, do you want to listen?"

When Wang heard this, he quickly waved his hand: "Don't tell me, or I'll be angry." But after saying that, I couldn't let go of it, and I didn't know what was going on, and I was also making trouble: "Don't sell it, say it quickly, if you don't listen to me, your heart is also panicked." ”

The doctor said that if there is a condition, Shichiro should eat some ginseng and other supplements, saying that he is weak and much younger than children of the same age. Xuan Wenxin sneered and continued: "Ginseng? If he eats ginseng, we all have to drink the northwest wind." ”

When Wang heard this, he almost jumped up: "What? ginseng? This doesn't make people live?"

Xuan Wenxin then said: "It's just the doctor's suggestion, our family doesn't have that condition, and it is estimated that my mother will not be able to agree, so I am afraid that the old five will make a fuss." ”

Wang's attitude was not about himself: "Make a fuss, make a fuss, anyway, we don't have money, if they dare to talk about the money in the public to eat ginseng, I will spend money to continue to find San Lang." ”

Xuan Wenxin actually knows more about his family: "My mother is more slamming the door than us, this matter depends on how the old five and the two of them toss, and if you can't prepare it, you still have to fight the eldest brother's idea." ”

As soon as he said this, the Wang family calculated again: "But if you want to fight over there, you still have to come forward, this good opportunity is given to them, aren't we compensating?"

"I don't think my father may go to ask the eldest brother, because don't you know this person, Dad? For the sake of the family's face, he may go, but for a child who has no hope, he won't really care too much. "Xuanwen has a bottom in his faith.

"Also, you said that you started to scare me when you came back, and you scared me for a while, and in the end it was fine. Wang relaxed all of a sudden.

"Didn't I tell you about this one thing at a time, just now you mentioned San Lang, when did you say San Lang will come back?" Xuan Wenxin is also looking forward to his son's return, because he was already counting on this son to support his old age, and now if this son can't be counted on, what can he do?

"You ask me, who do I ask, I want to have a few sons now, one or two can't be counted on, three or five, there is always one who can be counted on, right?" Wang touched his stomach: "Why is there no reaction at all?"

"It's not something you want to do. "Xuan Wenxin also wants to have a few more children now, but he has been a little unable to do it recently.

Speaking of this, the Wang family got angry: "There were originally seeds, but you planted lotus leaves in your belly, who do you blame? If you plant them in my belly, our son will hold them in his arms." ”

Xuanwen was ashamed of this matter, but a man, he didn't want to be said like this by the Wang family all the time: "This matter is over, and I admit that I was wrong, what do you still want?"

"I want to have a son, I don't want to do it for the good of our family. ”

"Gotta have it, let's not talk about it, okay? Let's try to have a son. ”

"As you said, I'm a good time these days, and you can't be perfunctory to me at night. ”

"I want a son too, what am I perfunctory. ”

"I'll wait for you on the kang that night. ”

……

Xuan Miaoer drew a lot of drawings this afternoon, before dinner, she went to the calligraphy and painting workshop, because she had made gift boxes and the like before, Xuan Miaoer asked Hua Jiye to find someone to study the process of making paper shells and cardboards, although the cost is not cheap, but it can be done.

The emergence of these has made a lot of changes in this era, in fact, Xuan Miaoer hopes that there is any coated paper, what white cardboard, what matte paper, but these are not realistic, I just told Hua Jiye about these things, but the process is not up to it at all.

But with the paper shell and cardboard, Xuan Miaoer is very happy, as long as it is made more finely, it can still be used to make greeting cards.

When she arrived at the calligraphy and painting workshop, Xuan Miaoer still felt that it was cordial, because this was her first big business in ancient times, and it was also what she liked, so every time she came, she had to look around.

Now there is no trace of the fire caused by Qin Miaomiao, and now the calligraphy and painting workshop is larger in scale and more unified in modeling, and the employees are wearing the same clothes, with the logo of the painting workshop printed on it.

Each position has a fixed person in charge, if it weren't for the dress, I would really think it was a modern factory.

After reading them all, Xuan Miaoer went to the master of engraving again, let them see the greeting cards she had drawn, and then left a few drafts of more traditional greeting cards, so that they could study them again, and they believed in the experience and craftsmanship of these old gentlemen.

After explaining, Xuan Miaoer took a lot of white cardboard in the workshop, and she had to try to make some more when she went home, after all, those old gentlemen's craftsmanship was more conservative, and she still had to dare to innovate.

When I left the workshop, it was already dark, and walking on the snow, creaking, it was very interesting.

When he got home, Xin Che handed Xuan Miao'er a letter, which was written by Xiao Jin, the ninth prince.

Xuan Miao'er looked at the words on the envelope and smiled: "This letter is probably full of anger." After saying that, he took the letter into the house, sat down in front of the dresser, lit a candle, opened the letter, and looked at it