Half an hour later, with the efforts of the two of them, all the weeds within a six-foot radius of the Land Temple were removed.

After moving the grass to the place where the sun was shining to dry, the two of them cleaned their hands with the dog's eggs and turned back to the tea shed.

It was nearly noon, and there seemed to be more people coming and going on the official road, and the people who were carrying the load and pulling the goods passed by, and Zhao Niangzi had been instructed by Wen Shu earlier, and she was not in a hurry to go out to pull people at this moment.

The little proprietor said that the tea shed is so big that it stands here, and those who need it will naturally stop and come in and sit, and it will be useless to greet those who don't need it.

She thought it was very reasonable, but she was still a little worried when she saw that few guests came in.

Wen Shu is very open, she didn't want to make much money when she opened a tea shed, because since she left the city, there are not seven or eight roadside greenhouses and small shops on the roadside, but there are three or four.

What she is currently selling is just ordinary steamed buns and tea soup, nothing special, and the possibility of wanting people to remember and find them is very small, so she can only try her luck and pick up a few passing merchants.

And the reason why I chose to open a tea shed here, one is that there is nothing to do, both into a private school to learn cooking skills have to play out, although the tea shed can not make a lot of money, but a month, three or four times can still be earned.

Second, it's for the convenience of entering the iron box.

After building a tea shed, she has an excuse to stay outside all day, so that whether she enters the iron box or secretly sells the contents of the iron box, she does not have to find excuses to cover it up again and again.

As for the third, it is naturally to cover up the strange things in the iron box, which can be said to be found in the back mountain for her father, and for the guests, it can be implicitly pushed to the head of the land.

The more mysterious, the better.

After receiving two guests who were passing by, selling eight steamed buns and two bowls of tea and soup, Wen Shu opened up to make lunch.

There is no class in the private school, she does not plan to go back to the city, behind the tea shed is the mountain, after lunch, she wants to go into the mountain to practice arrows in the name of looking for flowers and plants.

She didn't want to go into the iron box for a while. Although she already knew that the last time she met was a "god" and not a "monster", the impact of that experience on her was still great.

There were only three of them for lunch, because the tea shed was newly opened, and the vegetables in it were not ready, Wen Shu counted them, and finally took out the bracken and spring bamboo shoots picked on the roadside in the morning, planning to wrap a bamboo shoot and fern wonton.

Rinse the bracken fuzz and sediment, cut off the tender top half and use it, blanch it in a pot of boiling water for a while, and then soak it in cold water for a while.

Peel the shell of the bamboo shoots, take only the tip of the top half of the tender bamboo shoots, cut them into thin slices and blanch them in a pot of boiling water for a while, then scoop them up and cut them into small pieces together with the bracken.

Heat the wok, add a small amount of meat oil, wait for the oil to be hot, pour in the cut bracken grains and bamboo shoots, stir-fry to bring out the fragrance, then add rice wine, salt, pepper and stir-fry well, put it out and let it cool.

She fried the stuffing here, and Zhao Niangzi had already rolled out the wonton wrappers neatly with her hands and feet, and the dog Dan moved a small stool to sit by the door outside the tea shed, not crying or making trouble, picking up a branch from somewhere in her hand, and scribbling on the ground.

The sun is shining from the treetops, and in the tea shop next to the official road, a woman and a little lady are washing their hands and making soup, and a boy outside the door bows his head and paints.

The picture is beautiful and pleasant.

Diagonally opposite the official road, a scholar in a scribe's shirt saw this scene in his eyes, remembered it in his heart, and put it into writing after returning home.

The tea shed is comfortable and leisurely, but it is said that the three carriages that left at noon have entered the city at this time, and have driven into the two-entry house in the east of the city.

The owner of the house is the mansion of Lord Wang, who was just promoted to the ministry of the province a few years ago.

At this time, in the hall of the front yard, Lord Wang, who was over thirty years old, was looking at it with a blue face, and the doctor in the hall who was checking the pulse of the newly-term child, swept to the side from time to time to the woman with her hands on her sleeves and tears in her eyes.

He took a few deep breaths, but finally did not lose his temper in front of outsiders, only held his breath and waited for the doctor's diagnosis.

After a while, the old doctor withdrew his hand and sighed, "It is indeed a child's jaundice." ”

"Can there be a cure?" Lord Wang asked nervously.

The doctor sighed and shook his head: "If the symptoms are mild, take a few doses of Yin Chen Drink, and you can be cured in eighty or ninety, but now...... The evil qi has entered the inner body, and the chance of being cured is less than 10%, and there is a possibility of damaging the intelligence. ”

Hearing this, the woman next to her suddenly fell to the ground, and the grandmother next to her hurriedly hugged her.

Lord Wang, who learned the exact diagnosis, could no longer hold back the anger in his chest, and before the doctor could go away, he had already scolded loudly: "Don't help, ignorant stupid woman, good son, you have lost your life like this, everyone can see at a glance that the child's face is wrong, this stupid, if my son can't get better, you can also go back to Maozhou for me." ”

Go back to Maozhou, Madame's maiden home is Maozhou, when the lord says this, isn't he going to divorce his wife!

Mama was taken aback, and hurriedly pleaded: "The old man is angry, since the lady gave birth to Xiaolangjun, her spirit has been poor, and she has been over.....looked for a while."

"Momentary oversight." Before she could finish speaking, Lord Wang was already angry: "The doctor said that the fourth brother has been sick for half a month, and he has been overlooked for a while, and it can be postponed to this day!" It is said that the tiger is poisonous and does not eat the son, I think this stupid woman is more poisonous than the tiger. ”

When the woman heard this, her emotions that had been bored for a long time exploded, and she cried and howled: "The old man only knows how to blame the concubine for everything, I am the mother of the fourth brother, can I hope he is well!" The lord is accompanied by a beautiful concubine in Bianjing, when did he think about the difficulty of the concubine running the housework at home. ”

Listening to the resentment in her words, Lord Wang laughed angrily, "You hope that the fourth brother is good, you hope that the fourth brother can ignore the reminders of the people around him many times, Mama Xiong said that she had reminded her before entering the city." But when you arrived, you were still stubborn, refuting people's nonsense, even I, the father who met for the first time, could see at a glance that the fourth brother's face was wrong, as her mother, you took care of him every day, and you didn't even notice it at all, saying that you didn't mean it, no one believed it. ”

"Mama Xiong, it's Mama Xiong again, the old man thinks about the lady in front of him, and he dotes on Aunt Gu, but I'm an eyesore in the middle, so why did you hire me as your steproom in the first place."

"You!, you..... Stupid woman, stupid woman! Lord Wang, who was extremely angry, threw the tea cup on the table to the ground, and said that he wanted to divorce his wife.

Mama Chen, as the nurse of her wife, was busy kneeling down and pleading, but the angry Lord Wang didn't pay attention to her at all, and only asked the girl outside the door to get pen and ink, but she wanted to divorce her wife on the spot.

Hearing this, the woman on the ground burst into tears, her body trembled, but her face was crazy, and her voice was as strong as ever: "Okay, you take a break!" The old man has already saved this heart, when I don't know, now I just use the topic to play, this is to make room for Aunt Gu, anyway, the fourth brother is dead, and I don't want to live anymore, you take a break, you take a break. ”

"Madame, Madame, don't say a word!" Mama Chen next to her was anxious like something, pulling her sleeves.

Although the current dynasty does not object to remarrying, it is always bad in reputation if it is divorced as its mother's family, and there is little room for remarriage.

No matter how bad the lord is, he is also an official, and his wife is an official's wife, if he is divorced and goes back to his parents' house, he can only marry a businessman's wife at most, and this matter is indeed the fault of his wife.

The fourth brother's illness was also mentioned in the morning, but the lady just couldn't listen to it for some reason, and now that things have come to this point, not only the fourth brother's life can't be saved, but even his wife's identity can't be saved.