"How?" Aunt Mi Hua saw that Old Man Qin had finished taking the pulse, got up and came to the table to grind and prescribe the medicine, so she hurriedly asked.

"Grandpa Qin, my mother and my little sister are ......" Li Junyang was very uneasy. Because he was in a hurry to chase Li Xu, who didn't look right, Li Junyang's only impression of the injury on his little sister's head was that he had shed a lot of blood. After settling Li Xu in Granny Cui's place, he hurried home, only to learn from Aunt Mi Hua that the little sister had a big hole in her forehead, and the injury was much worse than expected.

"Liuwa, your mother is fine. As for your sister Qiyatou, the wound is a bit deep, and I'm afraid that even if it heals in the future, it will leave a scar. Old man Qin sighed secretly, Xiao Qiliu was originally beautiful, and now if there is a scar on his forehead, he is afraid that he will be broken. Although the countryside is not as good as those big families in the city, the girl who has broken her appearance will still be more or less stigmatized by her future husband when she looks for her husband in the future.

In Old Man Qin's opinion, Li Junran's luck was really good. If the impact force was a little greater at that time, or the position was a little more off, I was afraid that it would hurt my eyes, and if I couldn't get it, I could buy a coffin board directly to prepare for the future. It's not just a broken forehead like now. Old man Qin naturally didn't know that the reason why Li Junran was so "lucky" was actually the result of the sequelae of cannon fodder that began to shine again and continued to play a role. Of course, there is also the invincible little bald head here. In short, this time he was injured, and Li Junran had another debt of two hundred taels of silver. What a welcome thing to celebrate.

“…… I prescribe two doses of blood tonic medicine first, and I have to stick to the stick sore medicine as well. Old Man Qin quickly prescribed the prescription and left a jar of homemade stick sore medicine. The stick sore medicine left by the old man Qin was all herbs collected by the old man himself, although they looked ugly, but they were said to have quite good effects.

Old man Qin knew that Xiao Qiliu's family was in difficulty, so he didn't ask for the consultation fee, and even confiscated the medicine money. On the contrary, Aunt Mi Hua took the initiative to stuff ten big characters in the past. Old man Qin shirked it and accepted it.

"Auntie, medicine, medicine money will ...... me back"

Aunt Mi Hua saw that there was no one else in the house, so she took out another bunch of money from her underwear pocket and stuffed it into Li Junyang's hand: "Take it." ”

Aunt Mi Hua saw that Li Junyang refused to accept it, so she had to lower her voice and explain: "Today, the seventh girl sold a black-bone chicken chick to your aunt on the way back, and this money is what your family deserves." If you don't want to, the aunt will return the little chick? ”

"Okay, my aunt will go with your Grandpa Qin to get the medicine first, and you will take care of your mother and the seven girls." After Aunt Mi Hua stuffed the copper coin to Li Junyang, she hurriedly caught up with Old Man Qin and went to him to get the medicine back.

Li Junyang glanced down at the hanging money in his hand, and then looked up at Li Xu's family who was lying on the bed with dull eyes and his own little sister who was still in a comatose state, and felt distressed. The eyes that looked exactly the same as Xiao Qiliu's were steamy, and a trace of hatred and determination flashed quickly.

Absolute! You can't just leave it at that!

Li Junyang pinched the string of copper coins in his hand that still had body temperature, turned around suddenly, and ran out of Mrs. Cui's house. Mrs. Cui, who was boiling ginger brown sugar water in the kitchen, saw Li Junyang running out, so she shouted suspiciously: "Liulang, where are you going?" ”

"Granny Cui, I'm going to ask Uncle Li Zheng and the Seventh Uncle to be the master of my mother and little sister!"

"Should go." Mrs. Cui nodded, and when she heard Li Junyang say this, she didn't stop her, "It's time to let those things with bad hearts learn a lesson." But Rokuro, after all, you're just a little baby, and your father doesn't know when he'll come back when he's going to hunt in the mountains. ”

"Rokuro is not afraid." Li Junyang pursed his lips, in fact, before today, he was most afraid of dealing with those people in the ancestral house.

"It's good not to be afraid. The old woman will accompany you in a while! With an old woman here, even your grandfather, who is so eccentric that he is inhumane, doesn't dare to do anything to you. Mrs. Cui smiled and touched Li Junyang's little head, and her heart was sad.

In fact, in the Apocalypse Dynasty, when I was a child, I would shave my hair, and I would shave my fetal hair, so that the hair that grew back would be thicker and blacker. Whether it is Xiao Qiliu or Li Junyang, they have not shaved their hair, and the reason for chasing it is naturally because Li Xiaofeng wants to save a few copper plates. The first thing Xiao Qiliu did after selling the process of the mansion was to wash it from head to toe and change into new clothes from the inside out, which was to shave a big bald scoop. The reason why I did this was also because I was afraid of lice and fleas or something. Now among the peers in Lijiatun, Li Junyang is the only one who has never shaved his hair. Fortunately, whether it is Li Zhengmin or Li Xu, the genetics are good, at least Li Junyang has good black hair.

"Thank you, Granny Cui." Li Junyang naturally understands that he is a little baby, his father is not at home, and it is easy to suffer when he goes to his ancestral house alone. This person is small, and his seniority is naturally low, and any person who comes out is either older than him or higher than him, and he can be crushed. Sometimes a filial piety word can really crush people to death.

"Liulang, the ginger syrup is boiled, quickly pour it down for your mother." Mrs. Cui scooped a bowl of boiled ginger syrup in the pot, "Be careful of scalding." ”

"Hey." After Li Junyang took the ginger syrup from Mrs. Cui's hand, he carefully brought it to the bed in the inner room. Li Xu, whose eyes were a little glazed, lay there, motionless. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still a little heaving, at first glance he would have thought he was dead. Old man Qin had already seen Li Xu's illness, and to put it bluntly, this incident had greatly stimulated the few things that happened today, and he got into the tip of the horns, as long as he vented the negative feelings that he had suppressed in his heart, he would be fine. Therefore, Old Man Qin didn't prescribe any medicine, and drank the thick ginger syrup, and it became a sweat. The rest depends on when you can relieve your knots.

"Mother, let's drink some ginger syrup, okay?"

Li Xu was already motionless, and he didn't see the slightest reaction.

Li Junyang lowered his head and was silent for a while, and changed his way: "Mother, my little sister is still sick, what if you don't drink the medicine and turn around and pass the illness to my little sister?" ”

Li Junyang saw that Li Xu seemed to be reacting, so he took her hand, pointed to Li Junyang's forehead, and continued: "Mother, you see, my little sister is injured here. ”

"Liu'er ......" Li Xu looked at Li Junran's gauze-wrapped forehead lying beside her blankly, turned his head to look at the big bowl in Li Junyang's hand, and suddenly took it, regardless of how hot the ginger syrup was, he drank it all in one go.

"Mother, drink slowly, be careful of burning."

Mrs. Cui, who was standing at the door, looked at the interaction between mother and son in the house and sighed. She really didn't understand why the little uncle in the fourth room hated her family so much. In the eyes of Mrs. Cui, whether it is Li Zhengmin who is a son or Li Xu, who is a daughter-in-law, they are all good children who are hardworking and duty-bound. What's more, there is a pair of grandsons (granddaughters) who are so cute and sensible.

In a blink of an eye, Mrs. Cui even saw the shadow of her husband Li Pinghe, who died early, from Li Junyang's little face that didn't have much flesh left. A thought that had never existed before suddenly popped up from Mrs. Cui's mind. The uncle in the fourth room is so unkind to see this son, she is waiting to see him! Over the years, whether it is the eldest uncle Li Pingjiang in front or the eldest nephew Li Zhengshu in the back, they have found several descendants of the Li family who are suitable for their age, and want to succeed to the name of Li Pinghe in the second room. To be honest, she did have been tempted. But every time I get tempted, either there is such a problem, or I have such concerns. Especially when she overheard that the family she looked down on, they were actually encouraging the child who might become her heir to drive her out of the second room when she got the second room and one qiē in the future, and then take her father and mother to live in the second room......

Since she noticed that those who were close to her had one or another purpose, Mrs. Cui had no idea of finding an heir, at least until she was alive, those with individual motives, don't want to contaminate the second room, grass and trees. As for her a hundred years later, I believe that Li Zhengshu, who grew up watching from a young age, will not let his second uncle have no successor, which will make her uneasy.

"Granny Cui, Granny Cui......" Li Junyang, who carefully instructed Li Xu's family, saw Mrs. Cui leaning against the door frame, and didn't know what she was thinking, and a faint smile appeared on her wrinkled old face.