The doctor twitched the corners of his mouth, he was too impressed by this peasant woman, he didn't expect that people should not be disrespectful and have this means!

Zhulan saw that she knew the doctor, everyone has a subconscious, the doctor cured Zhou Shuren, and prescribed a prescription to regulate her body, Zhulan trusted the doctor's medical skills very much, very polite and enthusiastic, "The second child invited you, please come in after working hard all the way." ”

The doctor touched his beard and nodded, and then slowly entered the main room.

Zhulan didn't follow up, and saw that the teary-eyed Zhao was numb behind Li, and she turned around and went to the grain room.

Zhao's tears forgot to wipe away, "Mother"

Woo, my mother still doesn't want to see her, obviously I saw her, but I turned around and walked away, the five cents must be by the way!

Li looked at the strings of tears of his younger siblings speechlessly, he could really cry, he automatically made up for his mother's behavior, and his daughter-in-law, who thought he knew his mother best, explained, "My mother is embarrassed." ”

Zhao was a little unconvinced, "Really? ”

Li nodded heavily, "Really, so my brother and sister will go back to the house first and continue to make clothes, and your grateful mother knows." ”

Zhao felt that her sister-in-law's words had some credibility, she had mistaken her sister-in-law before, her sister-in-law was not a stupid person, she was wise and foolish, "Then I'll go back." ”

Li waved his hand, "Go back." ”

Let's go, don't fight with her.

Zhulan came out with the food for the night and heard this conversation, she was tired, this day was still going to pass, Zhulan waited for the Zhao family to return to the house, and then came out with the food.

Li took it and saw millet, "Mother, do you want to boil millet porridge at night?" ”

Zhulan thought about the dishes in her heart, "Well, the staple millet porridge and corn flour cakes mixed with white flour, half of the hen is stewed in chicken soup, half is stewed with mushrooms, and she is making a scrambled egg with chili." ”

It's not easy to be a family, you have to take into account the family when you make a dish, the third son and the old son both love spicy, don't make spicy dishes and wash the chili peppers by yourself to eat, the original body will not be balanced, she is in the balance when she comes, don't underestimate the food, the subtle is warm, only a few days, the third son Changlian is not calculating everywhere, and people are much more peaceful.

The Li family wrote them down one by one, Zhulan took out the clay pot, boiled the tonic first, and waited for the second child to send the doctor back to the county seat, and took the prescribed medicine back to use.

Li Shi boiled the water and asked, "Mother, I went out just now and saw the second child send the doctor away, is my father unwell?" ”

Zhulan remembered that Li was not at home and didn't know what was going on, she thought that Zhao had talked about it, thinking of Zhao's never talking too much, and discovering one of Zhao's advantages, Zhulan didn't hide it from the big money.

Li wanted to say that it was a big trouble to send away the big money quickly, but when she got to her mouth, she closed her mouth, she wanted to be a good daughter-in-law who listened to her mother-in-law, and she didn't ask anymore.

Zhulan motioned for Li to look at the clay pot, went back to the main room and asked Zhou Shuren, "What did the doctor say?" ”

Zhou Shuren's tone was very happy, "Typhoid fever is nothing, the problem of body bones is more serious, fortunately, I have worked for a few years when I was a child, everything is not too late, I must take care of it in the future, I can't recover in a few years, and don't think about working hard in the future, otherwise it will affect Shouyuan." ”

The doctor's original words, fortunately, found out early, if he tossed for a few years like this, this child would not live to be thirty.

Zhulan breathed a sigh of relief, and was glad that Zhou Datie was good to his eldest son when he didn't have a second son, otherwise Daqian would have died early, and reached out and touched Daqian's dry hair with pity, "Then take care of it." ”

Daqian lay down and didn't dare to move, his hands clutched the quilt tightly, for the first time in many years, someone gently touched his hair, his eyes were red, but he couldn't say words of thanks, because he had nothing, and his thanks were too worthless.