Chapter 92—Where the Heart Belongs (10)

One day later, Mu Qing scraped together another 100 taels from Li Shimin, personally pledged four boxes of money, and went to the countryside to transport back all the military uniforms, and distributed all the cutting costs. The peasant women held the money skewers obtained from their skillful work, and all of them smiled happily, and said to each other that this foreign benefit was making up for the expenses of the New Year's Festival, and they used it to buy some rice and noodles to enrich themselves, and there was no hunger this spring. A few of them are quick with their hands and feet, and there are many women and girls in the family, because they have earned enough, they have come to thank Mu Qing. The villagers are pure and thick, and the wild bamboo shoots and horn millet are fresh, and some of them are stuffed in the arms of Ah Liu and Ada.

It was enough to cope with most of the day, and on the way back, Ah Liu looked at the baskets and said with a wry smile: "I have exhausted all the money I have used to chew and chew, and I can survive a few days in exchange for these." ”

Mu Qing rubbed his sore shoulders and said with a smile, "You don't have to complain." Let's just make do with three or five meals, turn around another day, and then we'll be fine. But if you don't miss those neighbors, not to mention that they live with this money, how will they win the trust of others in the future? ”

Dozens of cars drove straight to the barracks, and there were already soldiers waiting on the side of the school field, just waiting for the cars to come and distribute summer clothes. From afar, I saw Yinghua in a dark green round-necked single uniform, mixed among the generals, talking and laughing, the whole look was bright, Mu Qing looked at her, and smiled slightly, even Ah Liu said, "Yinghua should have been raised in the army and grown into a man who went to make contributions, but he gave birth to a daughter by mistake." ”

"It's my daughter, isn't she also serving in the army now? It can be seen that what kind of fate should be, and there is no escape. Mu Qing replied with a smile. Just got out of the car, and in a blink of an eye, Yinghua had already called "Sister", and Huan ran to her, her face was red, and there were some sweat marks on her forehead. Mu Qing raised the silk palo and wiped it twice, "If you should order it to go out, but it's all passed on?" ”

Yinghua showed a little sly smile, "My brother-in-law has already taught me, don't worry, it's all right." Not far away, the soldiers who lined up to wait for the distribution of summer clothes waved their arms and laughed loudly, and after listening carefully, no one complained that Xia Yi came late, and his mouth was full of praise, but he couldn't hear a word about Tang Guogong, and the sound in his ears was all Erlang.

Mu Qingzi was relieved, but she had never been concerned about Erlang's affairs. After delivering the summer clothes in the army, it was almost twilight, and it was tossed all day, and the straight people were scattered. Hurried back to the house, Du Ruhui hadn't come back yet, so she didn't even skip dinner, and lay down and fell asleep after bathing and changing.

I was too tired, but my sleep was shallow, and I couldn't sleep very deeply. I don't know how long I slept, but it seemed to be completely dark, and there was a faint light in the room, followed by the sound of Suosuo. Blindfolded, she got up lazily and asked casually, "What time is it?" ”

"It's more than halfway through."

Listening to the voice, it turned out that Du Ruhui came back, she hurriedly stepped on the ground, took a collar and wrapped it, and reached out to untie the leather belt on his waist for him, "What time is it?" How did you come back? Have you eaten anything in the evening? After a busy day, I haven't had dinner seriously, maybe I still have some cakes...... "As he spoke, he went to the back kitchen to get some food for him.

He reached out and grabbed her, looking at her eyes, still in a dream, he couldn't bear it, but she had to take a deep breath and said, "Sleepy? ”

She nodded, muttering, "I have been circling around the countryside for most of the day, and I have been escorted to the camp in ...... uniform" Only halfway through speaking, she woke up a little, and saw that he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, there must be something important, so she smiled and changed her words: "I'm not sleepy at this time, I've been awake for seven or eight minutes." He raised his hand and rubbed his sour eyes.

"Zhang Changshi found out the news that his wife will take her young son to the Jingxin Nunnery in the north of the city tomorrow, so that the child will not eat grains for many days, and it is useless to seek medical treatment, so there is no way, so he has to go to the Buddha to ask for it." Du Ruhui turned around and lit two more lamps, picked the wick, and the inner room suddenly lit up a lot. "Do you remember the healer who treated you at this time? Today, when he got the news, he went to pay homage to him, and according to his meaning, this is not some fatal disease, but you can be cured. ”

Mu Qing couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly, "In the past, I just read some pharmacopoeia and medical books for the sake of stubbornness, and I have explored a few ancient prescriptions because of curiosity, how can I heal people." He has only checked my pulse a few times and talked casually, so how do you know that I can be cured? ”

Du Ruhui reached into his arms, took out a folded piece of crumpled yellow rough paper and handed it to her, "The prescription prescribed by the doctor, he said that you can see it at a glance." ”

Hesitantly, she took the rough paper, which smelled of the bitter smell of herbs, a sheet of wrapping paper in which the herbs were wrapped, and looked like the healer had taken them and written them down. Flattened the candle flame close to it, and wrote hastily on it: The child has a lot of mange, the spleen and stomach are lost, and the small knife blade stabs the Venus Mound in the palm of both hands, and then feeds it with the golden decoction medicine in the chicken every day, causing it to vomit, stop the medicine for three days, and heal in seven days. Seeing this recipe, Mu Qingguo suddenly saw that the method of stabbing and cutting treatment had been read in the ancient medical books, but this method was fierce and domineering, and he had never dared to try it lightly.

She picked up the paper again and read it carefully, and the word "Zhao Cang" was signed at the end of the recipe, which must be the name and surname of the doctor. signed casually, but it was very casual and casual, Mu Qing smiled quietly in his heart.

"How?" Du Ruhui asked.

Mu Qing smiled and said nothing, only nodded firmly.

"In this way, tomorrow I will ask you to go to the Pure Heart Nunnery and meet Mrs. Changshi once."

Now that the bait has been decided, the two of them have half set their hearts. To this day, such things are just at her fingertips, so she has not seen the slightest panic. A moment of sleepiness came upon her head, and now that he had returned, he taught her to calm down, and to sleep more peacefully than before.

Early the next morning, Mu Qing was already standing under the big locust tree at the gate of the Jingxin Nunnery in the north of the city. This day is not the incense day on the fifteenth day of the first month of each month, and there is little traffic at the gate of the nunnery. She was afraid of missing the opportunity, and before dawn, she was already waiting here, from the sinking of the moon to the brightness of the sky, and then to the chirping of birds and birds in the trees, until the sun climbed, and stood for nearly two hours, I don't know what the lady of Changshi plans to do, whether she will really come today.

Ah Liu had asked her several times if she had to wait, and she was also anxious in her heart, and she didn't know how many times she answered, and a carriage vaguely appeared on the bluestone brick road in the distance, with a blue canopy, which looked like an official faction, and the people who drove the car were very careful, and they didn't even dare to raise the whip, and drove the horse slowly to the side of the nunnery.

That's it. Mu Qing raised the corners of his lips, called Ah Liu and hurriedly carried the basket containing incense and candles, and the two went to the nunnery first.