There's nothing in this letter that I can't read.

Chu Xintian just told Chu Yuan to pay attention to safety and do things smartly.

In fact, Chu Xintian originally wanted to tell his younger brother that once he was going to the battlefield, he couldn't rush to become famous☆ The important thing was to protect his life—to protect his life, even if he was a turtle with a shrunken head, it would not be a big deal.

The most precious thing for a person is his own life, and if his life is gone, what is the use of fame and fortune?

But Chu Xintian also knew that before her letter was handed over to Chu Yuan, she didn't know that it would pass through the hands of a few people, and she didn't dare that someone would open it.

Her idea of asking Chu Yuan to protect his life is not in line with the mainstream concept of the times, and if it is seen by others, it will definitely have a bad impact on Chu Yuan.

Moreover, she felt that Chu Yuan was full of blood, and when he wanted to serve the country loyally, he would not listen to her.

Therefore, Chu Xintian finally gave up on this idea and only wrote down what she had brought to Chu Yuan in the letter.

There are more than a hundred words for these, and after writing them, Chu Xintian's wrists are sore.

She packed the letter, put it in a down jacket, and gave everything to Lu Weichuan.

It was not early, Chu Xintian thanked Lu Weichuan, and wanted to go back to Shuangxi Village.

She wanted to go back by herself, but Lu Weichuan specially sent a carriage to send her back, and specially brought a box of snacks to Bai Yongjing.

Chu Xintian couldn't refuse, so he had to get into the Lu family's carriage.

Horse-drawn carts were much faster than ox carts or mule carts.

Chu Xintian didn't want to owe Lu Weichuan too much, and when she got home, she handed over the live rabbit she brought back from Beishan to the coachman to bring to Lu Weichuan.

Chu Xintian sent Lu Weichuan's carriage away, and was just about to enter the house when he heard a shout from behind.

"Yongjing Niang, you're back!"

Chu Xintian looked back and saw that it was none other than Niu Li's who called her.

At this time, Niu Li's face showed a worried look, perhaps because she was in a hurry, she was out of breath and sweat was on her forehead.

Chu Xintian hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?" What's the matter?"

"Yongjing Niang, help me, go to my house to have a look, your big brother Niu can't get off the kang......"

Niu Li's breathing was uneven, and he said anxiously.

Except for her husband, Niu Dazhuang, no one could make her so anxious.

Chu Xintian listened to Niu Li's words and was taken aback: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with Brother Niu?" Is he sick? ”

Niu Li couldn't help but shed tears:

"Alas, don't mention it, Yongjing Niang, he has been having diarrhea, and went to the village doctor Bai to get a pair of medicines, but it didn't get better at all, he went to the thatched house six or seven times, and now he is paralyzed and can't walk! Yongjing damn it, didn't you dig up that white soil in the mountains last time, saying that it can cure diarrhea? Can I give you some Big Brother?

The white soil mentioned by Niu Li was the one that Chu Xintian found last time.

"Of course you can, but sister-in-law, Brother Niu's diarrhea is very serious, and the doctor's medicine doesn't work, does my medicine work?"

Chu Xintian is not reluctant to give Niu Dazhuang, she is montmorillonite may not work.

"How could it not work? Yongjing Niang, I see that your skills are much stronger than Doctor Bai, your medicine must be better than his!" Niu Li Feichi trusted Chu Xintian. Moreover, she is also very good Niu Dazhuang ↓ If he can get better soon∞ whether Chu Xintian's medicine is good or not, she has to try it first.

Chu Xintian listened to Niu Li's words, walked into the room, and took out a bag of medicinal powder.

This is the powder of montmorillonite.

After the last time she dug the white soil from the mountain, Chu Xintian dried the white soil and dehydrated it, and then asked the hammer to help him pound it into powder, collect it, and use it very conveniently.

Such a large bag of montmorillonite powder, Niu Dazhuang can't use it alone. COM