Qiu Tong thought for a while, "I don't know much about this, think about it, Lao Tzu Niang may have told my brother." ”

Speaking of which, Chunhe came over with the pillow that Qiu Tong had used before, and bowed to Yang Mo's jaw, "I sniffed it again, it's rose nitrate." ”

Rose nitrate? What is this? Yang Mo couldn't think about it for a while, and ...... Is it saltpeter? I have the impression that saltpeter is made of gunpowder, and how could Qiu Tong be allergic to saltpeter when he was a child.

"What is the rose nitrate for?" Yang Mo raised her head and asked.

Chunhe carefully removed the pillow, "If there is a boil somewhere, it will disappear quickly after using it, and it can also cure moss." ”

The boil that Chunhe said is folliculitis, Yang Mo has been to the mobile medical station, and there is a mentor and friend by his side, if it is said to be used to treat folliculitis, it must be silver nitrate, "Is the rose nitrate good?" ”

Chunhe shook his head, "Ordinary nitrate is good, there is a light scent of rose dew on it," said and looked out the window, "We haven't seen anyone in our yard use it." ”

Qiu Tong's face was a little ugly, she had entered the Yang family since she was a child, and the only thing to meet with her family was to bring some silver, her brother and sister-in-law treated her well on weekdays, and said that she saved money for her, and she would add makeup in the future...... "Seeing that it is the end of the month, I will ask someone to send a message and bring back the monthly case." "Through this meeting, it is also good to see if her family is colluding with others and deliberately making trouble behind her back.

Qiu Tong didn't know how powerful this matter was, and Yang Molan, who had experienced it once, felt it the most. When Qiu Tong and Chunhe went out of the house, Yang Molan's body was still a little weak, and although the maid sent by the Chang family to serve was dedicated, she didn't know her temperament, so the illness on her body dragged on for more than half a year before she came out to see someone, and at that time, Chang Yining's future wife Qiao Shi had frequently entered and exited the Chang family.

Qiu Tong died at the hands of his ruthless brother and sister-in-law in his previous life, Yang Mo said: "If it's wrong." ”

Qiu Tong bit her lip, "It's a big deal, I'll be a cow and a horse to compensate them, but I can't keep it in the dark." ”

Yang Mo looked out the window, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and it was about to enter summer, "I remember that your sister-in-law's pickled cucumbers and pickles are delicious, you ask people to go back for a while, and ask her to bring some next time." ”

My sister-in-law's pickles are famous far and wide, so she helped her brother and sister-in-law save some money to open a shop in the future.

Yang Mo looked at the pillow in the corner, "Does anyone take the silver nitrate to eat?" ”

Chunhe hurriedly shook his head, "It's just that you can apply some damage in your mouth, and no one has eaten it." ”

Having some information that no one else knows is her biggest weight. Silver nitrate is beneficial to water and the effect of pouring, if someone really calculates her, she will use her own way to treat her body, thinking of this, Yang Mo looked at Chunhe, and the biggest advantage of silver nitrate is that unlike rhubarb, miscanthus salt, and Epsom leaves, people with clear eyes know what they are used for.

"I'm thinking of getting some nitrate."

Chunhe nodded, nitrate is not as rare as rose nitrate, but what does the eldest lady want to do with nitrate.

Qiu Tong retired to recuperate, Yang Mo leaned on the side of the bed to read medical books, and this was what her grandmother, father, and mother left her. The words on the page of the book met her eyes, from now on she must be a person who will repay her eyes, this world is like this, only the strong can survive.

……

In the summer of the twenty-seventh year of Zhongtong, Yang Molan served 28 months of mourning, and the elders of the Yang family Yuanzhi divined for good luck, and Yang Molan took off her filial piety clothes and walked out of the house. This is the first time Yang Mo has raised her head to see the blue sky when she comes to this world.

"Do you know where Aunt Lu went?"

Chunhe was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the eldest lady who was half-leaning on the soft couch to read.

Aunt Lu is the biological mother of the eldest lady, and she and Qiu Tong talked about it just now...... Aunt Lu inquired about the eldest lady.

Yang Mo's eyes moved away from the book, and Chunhe replied: "I have been living in the suburbs of Beijing, and I asked someone to carry a letter a few days ago to see Miss." ”

Aunt Lu is the only one who gave birth to an heir for the Yang family, but it didn't take long for the baby boy to become golden and died, Mrs. Yang asked Master Puchen to do the dojo, Puchen bluntly said that it was probably a bad omen, the baby boy was buried, Mrs. Yang did the main thing to release Aunt Lu from the house, or Yang Bingzheng refused, begging Mrs. Yang to let her stay in the Yang family for the sake of Aunt Lu giving birth to Yang Molan, Mrs. Yang wanted to wait for Yang Bingzheng to return to office, and then move Aunt Lu to Zhuangzi, but Yang Bingzheng took Aunt Lu to Anqing.

Qiu Tong heard Chunhe's words, and also stepped forward, "The lord and the wife didn't have that year, Aunt Lu was pregnant again, and the result fell before the full term, the lord was afraid that the old lady would be angry if she found out, and she kept it a secret." ”

This situation seems to have been predicted by Master Puchen.

"Miss, the Chang family is very unhappy to mention Aunt Lu."

The Chang family is afraid of being contaminated with bad luck.

In modern times, as long as you have a disease, you will go to the hospital to diagnose with the help of various instruments, and modern diagnostics is very mature, but this is in ancient times, and everyone always has a wrong understanding of what they don't know. The Yang family has today, whether it is the loss of his father's officialdom or being framed by others, it has nothing to do with Aunt Lu. Yang Mo looked at Qiu Tong, Chun and the nervous appearance of the two girls, and smiled faintly, there were very few relatives around her, and she couldn't lose the opportunity to reunite with her relatives because of this fallacy.

Aunt Lu is her biological mother, a normal modern person, who would ignore her mother.

Yang Mo suddenly remembered, "Did Lang Zhong in the family say what the child born by Aunt Lu was?" ”

Qiu Tong shook his head, "Lang Zhong can't say it, everyone thinks it's weird......"

As soon as he said this, there was a sound of footsteps outside, the curtain was lifted, and the housekeeper's mother entered the door to salute Yang Mo, and said with a smile: "Seeing that I am about to change my spring shirt, I don't know what color Miss likes on weekdays, the old lady ordered the garment maker who used to give Miss to call into the house." ”

If you take off your filial piety clothes, you can come out of the small courtyard to salute the elders of the Chang family, and the Chang family will also arrange someone to measure her in order to look good.

As she spoke, a woman in a turmeric gown bowed her head and entered the door.

Chunhe looked at it with a happy expression, it was the Jiang woman who used to measure the young lady's clothes.

Mrs. Jiang's round face was full of intimacy, and she bowed down to listen to the housekeeper's mother's instructions.

"The old lady said, make a few more sets of dresses for the young lady, and if the clothes are not enough, just open your mouth."

"Enough, enough," Mrs. Jiang looked at the clothes one by one, "The clothes and materials for summer and autumn are all ready." ”

The housekeeper's mother was very happy to hear this, and called out the maid beside her, "Have a pair of skillful hands, let her make shoes for the young lady, so that the young lady will not be uncomfortable to wear." ”

After arranging everything, the housekeeper's mother saluted Yang Mo, "The slave maid still has to go to a few young ladies to arrange, so she will retreat first." ”

Yang Mo returned the salute and sent the housekeeper's mother away.

Seeing that everyone was retreating, and there was no one else in the house, Qiu Tong and Chun He glanced at each other, or Qiu Tong put down the basket in his hand first and said: "The master is from outside, have you heard about our family?" ”

Mrs. Jiang restrained her smile, glanced at Miss Yang carefully, and saw that the eldest lady had no intention of stopping it, so she whispered, "It's nothing." Sinking his head and looking a little uncomfortable, it took a long time before he smiled stiffly, "It's been measured, Miss can rest assured, I will do it myself." ”

Yang Mo turned his head and ordered Chunhe to pour tea.

The little maid also moved over and folded the pestle to let Mrs. Jiang sit down.

Mrs. Jiang didn't dare to sit down, so she only took a side.

Mrs. Jiang was obviously a little restrained, as if she didn't dare to say anything.

Yang Mo looked at Mrs. Jiang, who was pretending to be mysterious, "What is there to say?" ”

Mrs. Jiang's eyes flickered, and she sighed for a while, looking left and right at a very frightened appearance, "Miss, don't blame, there is some gossip outside, and Miss still doesn't know about it." ”

The more she said that, the more curious she became.

Mrs. Jiang looked up at Yang Mo a few times, and knew that she couldn't hold it before she said, "They all said that our wife's funeral is simple...... My wife can't get into the ground properly...... It's still ...... in the house."

The words were very vague, but everyone could understand that Mrs. Jiang was saying that the Yang Mansion was haunted.

Qiu Tong raised his brow. There are also in the evening.