The next morning, Yang Yuanliang unloaded the key parts of the music box and took an empty box to the city to find a good carpenter to paint and carve the lines, which Wang Qiuping strongly requested last night.

While this music box is magical, its shape is inevitably ugly. Yang Yuanliang also felt that there was nothing special about the box he made. Painting and carving is a trifle that should be handed over to a professional carpenter.

After work, Yang Yuanliang returned home and found a guest. The guest is Wang Qiuping's cousin. His name is Wang Dongmei. He was 20 years old at the time. He is a mother of two. His husband's family was a small guard outside the city of Lin'an.

After greetings, let Wang Qiuping chat with her, women's families, men don't mix together, cousins and sisters don't want outsiders, of course, they have to come to see the elderly.

Yang Yuanliang returned to his room and began to wipe the rest of the music box. The iron leather of this era is not good enough. Yang Yuanliang felt that the music box had to be changed many times.

After polishing it for a while, Gorou came over very unhappily and complained to Yang Yuanliang: "This Wang Dongmei really wants good things. Xianggong bought clothes for my sister and me. Why did she give it to her?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Yuanliang couldn't stop listening, and Wulan Xiangzhi said on his waist: "No, Wang Dongmei heard that her sister was very happy, so she took the child to see the old man, and by the way, she went to find her sister and couldn't wear clothes." ”

Yang Yuan's conscience understands that a small custodian can't make much money. At the last banquet, the clothes sent from Fairview Square were greedy for a woman, but at that time everyone wanted them, but they were often subdued by Mrs. Wang.

Wang Dongmei is not a foreign person, so he took this opportunity to ask about clothes, the reason is good, Wang Qiuping is pregnant, and he can't wear clothes, as an older sister to give my sister a few sets of old clothes is reasonable, no one can explain it.

But Wuling was reluctant. She used to fight with Wang Dongmei. "Give her a couple of outfits. Don't be mad at your wife. I'll buy it for you in a few days. It's almost winter now. Your old clothes are too small. Send her away. Do not move the soul of the fetus. ”

Yang Yuanliang enthusiastically persuaded Wu Liang to pinch her waist and turn her eyes white: "I'm so angry, she wants her man to earn clothes to wear!" What do I think?

"Stop talking! It won't cost a few dollars!" Yang Yuanliang didn't care much about this kind of trivial matter. Wu Lanxiang grabbed Yang Yuanliang's ear and said, "You don't know, she was too greedy and didn't break up her family." When she was a child, she had delicious food. She hid in the house and never shared ...... with us"

Like pouring beans from a bucket of Ulan carnations, Yang Yuanliang recounted everything that had happened before. Yang Yuanliang didn't praise anything.

Wang Dongmei's expression was not convinced. Yang Yuanliang's mother-in-law, Da Yuan, said: "Yuanliang! They don't know the inside story of your business, so they still have to talk about it, but if you have a business, you must think of these relatives first.

After Yang Yuanliang agreed, he picked up the bowl and ate it. At night, Wang Dongmei slept in the guest room. Wu Xiang lay next to Yang Yuanliang. She said angrily, "You didn't know how many days you were going to be at home this time. She won't go back unless you give her some favor. ”

Yang Yuanliang recalled that Wang Qiuping's cousin was a real plucking goose, but Yang Yuanliang was a bad blocker at that time. She didn't ask anything about the mansion. She also knew that Yang Yuanliang had no money and needed money to find the old lady Changyao.

"Whatever she can do!" Yang Yuanliang was unwilling to take care of this woman, so he had to let her sleep on her stomach. The next morning, Wang Taichang's palace was as leisurely as usual.

Yang Yuanliang made his own small mechanical parts, each of which had its own things, and suddenly Wu Xiang came to Yang Yuanliang and said, "The prince is not good!"

Seeing Wu Lanxiang's face full of panic, Yang Yuanliang hurriedly put down the things in his hand: "What's wrong?" Ulan said breathlessly, "Miss...... Miss...... It is red. It's a stomach ache.

Hearing this, Yang Yuanliang's soul will be lost, and his former child will be gone. She knew that this adult was not good at seeing red when she was pregnant, so she immediately took everything in her hand and ran to Wang Qiuping's house.

Looking at the room, Wang Qiuping lay on the bed with a painful expression on his face. "What's wrong?" Yang Yuanliang sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed Wang Qiuping's hand. Wang Qiuping said bitterly: "My stomach hurts badly. ”

"Lang Zhong Neng!" Yang Yuanliang shouted at his back, and Wulan gasped and said, "Go and invite me!" Yang Yuanliang wiped Wang Qiuping's sweat: "If you are generally good, how can you have a stomachache?"

"I don't know. I had a good morning. After dinner, my stomach would be red and then it would hurt!" Just then, the old lady came, grabbed the rosary, and began to recite the prayer.

"Lan Xiang, was it your sister who knocked it?" Wulanxiang said, "No!" Yang Yuanliang was not locked up. He is most afraid of the destruction of habits. In ancient times, medical conditions were not well developed. If this kind of thing is bad, it will be terrible.

While Yang Yuanliang was thinking about these questions, Wang Dongmei came with her two children. Her expression was anxious. She sat on the edge of the bed and cried, "My sister, you can't do anything!"

In addition to Yang Yuanliang's sadness, she cried all over the room. After a while, Lang Zhong came. Yang Yuanliang saw Lang Zhong and didn't say anything. He took a silver ticket of 520 yuan: "Please smile, sir!"

He looked at him, good man, so rich, and immediately pushed the silver ticket back: "The duty of a doctor is to save lives and help the wounded. Please take a step back and let me see how these patients are doing. ”

Yang Yuanliang could only step back a few times to give Langzhong a quiet environment. Lang Zhong measured his pulse, Yang Yuanliang calmed down and looked at Lang Zhong.

This man in his fifties, dressed in a medicine box, a long blue shirt, two pinches of beard on his face, and a long, determined face. He moved his pulse and ordered, "Bring the spittoon!"

Yang Yuanliang hurriedly handed the spittoon to the past. From the medicine box, Lang Zhong didn't know what wood he took to make a stick. He asked Wang Qiuping to stick out her head and tie a wooden stick to her voice and eyes.

With a loud bang, Wang Qiuping vomited everything she had eaten.

"Just rinse your mouth. Don't eat for two or three days! It's too dark to drink!" After Wang Qiuping vomited, Yang Yuanliang asked, "Won't you prescribe some medicine for me?"

Lang Jun squinted at Yang Yuanliang and said, "What medicine should she take?" That's the problem with padding and output. Luckily, I arrived early. If I'm late, the fetus will melt!"

"Compensation?" Yang Yuanliang was in a fog. He is very mindful of his diet. He doesn't let Wang Qiuping eat greasy things on weekdays.

"Lang Zhong, is my mother okay?" The man wiped the stick from his hand and said, "It's okay. Fifty visits. Remember not to give her top-ups later. You're a boy. You are very expensive. You'd better call an old lady to take care of the daily food!"

"Boy ......" Yang Yuanliang is now completely forced. He believes that Chinese medicine has a set of pulse control methods. He had been a scientist and had seen the hermits of his ancestral kingdom. But when he knew how to control his pulse, he still didn't believe he knew men and women.

After the medical expenses were settled, Yang Yuanliang did not ask Yang Yuanliang for 52 silver dollars. After sending him away, Yang Yuanliang returned to the room and asked Wang Qiuping, "What tonic did you eat?"

Wang Qiuping said embarrassedly: "It's nothing. Yesterday my sister.