Chapter 3: Little Things
Xiao Anniang bowed her head and was silent.
It turns out that it's not just Chen Shimei, but also a son-in-law.
She waved to the maidservant, then lay down and closed her eyes.
The maidservant pursed her lips, put down the tent, and lay down on the floor herself.
Next.
Xiao Anniang wiped Mrs. Xiao's face with a handkerchief dipped in water, and Mrs. Xiao kept grinning and looking at Xiao Anniang.
"An'er." Mrs. Xiao looked at Xiao Anniang happily and called her name over and over again.
It's good, it's good! In the past, her An An'er would ignore her, but now her An An'er will talk to herself and smile at herself, it's so good!
Xiao Anniang agreed with a smile.
Xiao Anniang turned her head to the side and said to Aunt Fu, "Aunt Fu, has my mother invited a doctor over the years?" ”
Aunt Fu's originally happy face suddenly became a little gloomy, and she sighed, "Please, why didn't you please." I've asked a lot of doctors over the years, but it's all useless. ”
"Those doctors all said that the lady was weak and needed to take care of her. Nothing else can be said! After speaking, he stomped his foot indignantly, "What a bunch of quacks!" ”
Xiao Anniang smiled and attached Mrs. Xiao's forehead with the back of her hand, feeling a little cold.
She turned around, waved her hand and said, "Su Qing, go get me a pen and paper." ”
The maidservant standing at the door was stunned, and Aunt Fu gave her a look and said yes, and ran away.
Xiao Anniang stood in front of a Quartet case, raising her hand to hold the pen, but she didn't put down the pen for a long time.
The maid Su Qing stood aside and watched Xiao Anniang's movements with some apprehension, when Xiao Zesong was there before, he had taught the lady to recognize words and the three-character scripture. But after the master left, the lady never took a pen again!
Although the lady is literate, but that is all when the lady was a child, after all, she has not studied seriously, and she has been wasted all these years.
Looking at Xiao Anniang's pen that had not fallen for a long time, Su Qing's grinding hands were a little sweaty, sticky and greasy.
I don't know what the lady wants to write, why she suddenly wants to write. Why didn't you put pen to paper?
Xiao Anniang lowered her head slightly, her hand holding the pen was a little stiff, and she wanted to write something but seemed to be unable to move.
She felt that someone was buzzing in her ears and was messy, as if someone was scolding and scolding in her ear.
She suddenly felt a throbbing pain in her heart and her pupils constricted violently.
If you don't have a heart, how can it hurt.
Retract your hand and place the pen on the inkstone with your hands hanging at your sides.
A pair of hands in her sleeves trembled, her fists clenched, her joints blue.
The breathing was heavy, and the whole person felt a little trance.
My heart trembled violently, as if I saw a little girl lying on a low table writing, but there was a man standing next to her who was scolding something.
It took her a while to calm down, and because Xiao Anniang was bowing her head just now, no one saw Aunt Fu and Su Qing.
Xiao Anniang sorted out her emotions and raised her head, smiled, and said to Aunt Fu, "Aunt Fu, go and call Uncle Fu, I have something to order." ”
Aunt Fu nodded slightly and exited the room.
Xiao Anniang moved her wrist in her sleeve and stretched it out again.
I took a pen and wrote without hesitation this time.
The fonts are fluid, some are casual and some are rigid.
Su Qing stared blankly at the paper where the ink had not dried, and looked at a large number of words on it in one go. Although she doesn't know words or words, she can still see whether she looks good or not.
Su Qing couldn't help but swallow and saliva, this is really, really beautiful!
By the door, Aunt Fu came in and called, "Lady." ”
Xiao Anniang turned her head and saw Aunt Fu and Uncle Fu standing by the door, smiled, and beckoned to Uncle Fu standing outside the door, "Uncle Fu, you come in." ”
Uncle Fu walked in and asked, "What do you have to tell the lady?" ”
Xiao Anniang smiled and nodded, "I have something to do, you go and help me do it." ”
As he spoke, he picked up the piece of paper on the table and handed it over, "You go and grab a few pairs of medicines according to this prescription." ”
Uncle Fu was stunned for a moment, took the paper, and took a quick look.
Aunt Fu also stretched out her head curiously to look at it, although she couldn't understand anything.
Ginseng, wolfberry, ejiao, angelica......
After reading it, Uncle Fu looked up at Xiao Anniang in confusion and asked, "Lady, I don't know who wants to use this recipe?" ”
"It's just to make up for the body, I want to make up for my mother." Xiao Anniang smiled.
Uncle Fu sighed, a little clear, lady is trying to treat Mrs., okay? It's nothing. I just don't know why the lady suddenly remembered this.
It's just that this ......
Uncle Fu looked at the prescription and looked up at Xiao Anniang, a little eager to speak.
Xiao Anniang looked at Uncle Fu slightly sideways, "But what's wrong?" Uncle Fu, you just say it. ”
Uncle Fu moved his lips, and wanted to open his mouth to speak several times but closed it. This is also a rare piece of filial piety, if you just refuse......
In the end, Uncle Fu still sighed helplessly and gritted his teeth and said, "Lady, now the family's expenses are barely supported by the shop, and there is no extra money at home." Really, I really don't have the money to get such a good medicine! ”
Xiao Anniang was stunned for a moment, then smiled again and asked, "What other shops are there at home?" ”
"Now there is only one tea shop, and the business is not good, and I can barely meet the family's expenses every day." Uncle Fu shook his head, thinking about what a beautiful situation their Xiao family had in Dingzhou.
Xiao Anniang nodded to show that she understood, and said with a smile, "It's just money, it's just a little thing." ”
Uncle Fu was stunned, silver money is a little trivial? That's it? Then he shook his head with a wry smile.
is just a little lady in the boudoir, she doesn't understand the suffering of the world, and she doesn't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive.
Xiao Anniang looked at Uncle Fu's expression and didn't explain much. Just waved him back.
Picked up the paper again, folded it in half and gave it to Su Qing who was standing behind, "Help me put it away first, I'll use it in a short time." ”
Su Qing nodded seriously and solemnly put away the paper.
In the courtyard, Xiao Anniang wiped the sweat on Mrs. Xiao's head with a handkerchief.
"Mother, it's sunny outside, let's go inside." Xiao Anniang said with a smile.
Mrs. Xiao didn't care what Xiao Anniang said, just nodded vigorously, and looked at Xiao Anniang with bright eyes and grinned vigorously.
Xiao Anniang pulled Mrs. Xiao into the house.
Mrs. Xiao sat on the chair, and Xiao Anniang wiped her face with a handkerchief dipped in water. He brought another cup of tea to her lips.
Aunt Fu felt relieved and a little sad on the side.
"Miss, you." Aunt Fu wanted to speak and stopped.
Xiao Anniang looked at her sideways and smiled.
"I know what you're going to say." Xiao Anniang turned her head, and her subordinates kept moving.
Aunt Fu was a little dumbfounded, and then sighed.
The lady and the lady were supposed to be the noble lady and the ladies, but now they have become like this.
"Lady, this kind of family has also suffered you and your wife over the years." Aunt Fu was still a little sad when she said that, and her voice was choked with a hint of choking.
Xiao Anniang looked at Aunt Fu and smiled, "Life is made by people, even if it is bitter, it is self-inflicted." ”
He shook his head with a smile, "Actually, it's nothing, our family is short of money now." Money is nothing, as long as money can solve it. It's just a little thing, a little thing. ”
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(I have something to say here, I'm the sixth year of junior high school.) A rookie writer, I also have a job in real life, and I'm busy. Plus it hasn't stabilized, so the update is unstable. Writing a book is an amateur thing, so I'll write a little bit and post a little bit. )