"I can't do it, I can't do it!"

Hearing Cong Ye's categorical words, Ouyang Lanlan and her daughter Qian Ying hurriedly knelt down again. You don't need to look, just listen to the sound, you know that they are already touching the ground with their foreheads and kowtowing hard.

Cong Ye pulled the two up, and was about to explain, but heard Qian Ying say eagerly:

"Uncle may not be from our town north and doesn't understand the customs here. What my mother said just now is not bad at all, this is such a custom here. If our uncle had saved us and given us money and had not taken us in, our mother and daughter would have no way to live here, and if we did not commit suicide, we would only be ridiculed and spurned by the world. ”

"W-what kind of custom is this?"

Cong Ye seemed to be talking to himself, but Wu Zi was still a little unconvinced.

At this time, I heard Qian Ying say:

"We also have a custom here, that is, once a man touches a woman's feet, it means that the man has taken a fancy to that woman. Similarly, if a woman agrees to be touched by a man, she agrees to marry the man. ”

Speaking of this, Qian Ying suddenly stopped, and then turned her head to look at her mother, who was already leaning against her clavicle fossa.

Ouyang Lanlan's face was already red, and when she heard her daughter suddenly talk about it, she had to speak.

"Master, it can be seen that the master does not understand this custom, and besides, the master also had to touch the slave's feet in order to treat the slave's maid. Now that I, Ouyang Lanlan, have become the master's slave, the master can do whatever he wants. ”

Yes? What do you mean by whatever you want? Do you marry if you want to, or don't marry if you don't want to?

Congye didn't know what to say. If it was really as Qian Ying said, if she didn't accept her mother and daughter as maids, if they really committed suicide, wouldn't she hurt them? However, I didn't come here to beg for a wife, or come here to live, what kind of slaves and maids did I take?

"If the master doesn't like our mother and daughter, or it's really inconvenient to accept us, it's okay to sell us."

When Ouyang Lanlan said this, she raised her head, and a pair of eyes with long eyelashes looked at Cong Ye's face for a moment.

"Yes, uncle."

"Sister-in-law Ouyang, Xiaoying, it's not that I don't want to accept it, this is your home, I'm just a wanderer. Where is the reason why a wanderer goes to someone's house to take people as slaves and maids? Why not? ”

Seeing that the mother and daughter both raised their heads and waited for themselves to continue, Cong Ye swallowed his saliva before continuing:

"As for us, there is no division between master and servant. Home, or your home, lend me this east room to live in. Anyway, when I go out, I have to rent a house, and how about treating my sister-in-law, and the money I give you, as if I gave you the rent? ”

When the mother and daughter heard this, they immediately knelt down again.

didn't kowtow, but Ouyang Lanlan said with a little choked up:

Since Lan Lan's body was cured by her benefactor, Lan Lan naturally committed suicide again, thus disappointing her benefactor's kindness. In this case, I will ask the benefactor to sell our mother and daughter. ”

Well, what is this, you can't take it anymore?!

"Okay, sister-in-law Ouyang, Xiaoying."

Hearing Cong Ye's words, the mother and daughter thought that Cong Ye was really going to sell their mother and son, although they didn't sit directly on the ground, Ouyang Lanlan's body still tilted towards her daughter's side, if Cong Ye hadn't grabbed her quickly, I'm afraid the mother and daughter would have fallen to the ground.

"You misunderstood, I promise to take you."

"Really?!"

Like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw, the mother and daughter raised their heads at the same time and looked at the leaves with expectant eyes.

"Really, but I have a few requests that I wonder if you will agree?"

"Master, the lives and lives of our mother and daughter belong to the master, as long as the master can accept us, there is nothing we can't agree to."

"What I'm going to say is, first of all, don't call me a master, I'm not used to it."

"And what do we call you?"

"My sister-in-law will call me Cong Ye, and Xiaoying will call her brother or uncle, decide for herself."

Mother and daughter looked at each other, and finally Ouyang Lanlan said:

"Okay, sir, I just hope that my lord will not call me sister-in-law in the future. Otherwise, it will be a joke to outsiders. Just call me Ouyang Lanlan. ”

promised on her lips, but she still screamed one by one, and Cong Ye had no way to take her.

"Second, the three of us will eat together when we eat in the future, otherwise I won't eat either."

"This ,......"

Looking at the resolute look on Cong Ye's face, the mother and daughter nodded in agreement.

"Third, I'm going to run a clinic from tomorrow, so go and help me."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir."

After talking for a long time, only the second and third mother and daughter did so.

"Do you have any other orders, sir?"

"No, let's sit down and eat together."

sat down, but the mother and daughter still didn't move the chopsticks. It wasn't until Cong Ye agreed that it was okay when there were no outsiders at home, that the mother and daughter began to eat with Cong Ye.

In this way, Cong Ye stayed at Qian Ying's house, while treating Ouyang Lanlan's heart and lung disease, Zhang Luo rented a shop on Yushu Street, which is still prosperous in Zhenbei City, and opened a clinic.

When naming the clinic, Cong Ye still used the "Allure Medical Center", but in accordance with local customs, a gourd was hung in front of the medical center. This is also the real origin of the hanging pot to help the world. This can't help but make Cong Ye wonder in his heart, what is the entanglement between this time and space and the time and space where the earth is located? Or is the allusion of hanging pots just one of the few coincidences in the two spaces?

Of course, Congye's clinic does not sell medicines and does not prescribe prescriptions.

Allure Medical Center is only acupuncture, and Congye no longer treats patients by dredging meridians. Doing so is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also easy to attract people's attention. With acupuncture treatment, those who can be cured will be treated, and those who cannot be treated will be treated. Although a small amount of True Qi was occasionally infused into the golden needle, it was a very small part after all, and it only had a more obvious effect than the golden needle. Compared to the true Qi dredging the acupuncture veins, it is not the same.

In fact, there is acupuncture in this time and space, although it is not very popular, but the common people do not reject it. Due to Cong Ye's cooperation with Zhenqi, the reputation of the Allure City Medical Center soon spread in Zhenbei City.

As the number of patients increases, so does the income of the clinic.

At first, it was only Qian Ying who came to the clinic to help, and Ouyang Lanlan stayed at home to cook, and after half a year, Ouyang Lanlan had already completely recovered her health and her former appearance. Not tall or short, moderately fat and thin, jade fingers like onions, and a slender waist. Especially that delicate face, it is by no means worse than Yan Qicheng on the earth. Coupled with those talking eyes, occasionally under Ouyang Lanlan's gaze, Cong Ye would faintly feel a little flustered.

Qian Ying has changed even more in the past six months. The height is at least more than a head, and it is already more than one and a half meters. The body is no longer skinny, according to Ouyang Lanlan's words, it is:

"Xiaoying is like me, almost exactly the same as me when I was young." Alternative Medicine

———————————————————————————————

Chapter 397 of the text Four Hundred and Seven Touching Foot Ceremony......

Remember the god of "Alternative Medicine" for a second. Horse. Small. Say. Net first release address/ml-55268/

(l~1`x*>+``+