Mrs. Yang looked excited, took the Yu family's hand, and asked softly, "Can those dirty things also be dropped?" ”

Yu Jiao shook her head, "It shouldn't be able to get rid of it, but it's not necessarily, maybe your inflammation will slowly subside when it gets better." ”

When Mrs. Yang heard her say this, there was a hint of disappointment on her face.

Yu Jiao gently explained, "You really don't have to worry about that, those growths that grow are like scars from our usual wounds, which are hyperplasia and are not in the way." ”

When Mrs. Yang heard her say this, she felt much more comfortable, straightened her clothes, and sighed, "As long as it can stop itching, I don't want anything else to ask for if the smell is gone." ”

"You can rest assured that you can take medicine and scrub according to my prescription, and the inflammation can be eliminated in more than a month." Yu Jiao cleaned her hands with hot water with a honey locust, took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

When Mrs. Yang saw that she loved cleanliness so much, she couldn't help but feel more and more fond of her.

After coming out of the inner room, Yu Jiao asked for a pen and paper, grinded the prescription, and handed it to the mother-in-law who was waiting beside Mrs. Yang, and the mother-in-law took the prescription and went to the pharmacy in Qingzhou City to grab the medicine.

Mrs. Yang instructed the maid to bring some melons and fruits, and now it is autumn, but there are still watermelons in Yang's house, which are red and Yinyin, Mrs. Yang politely greeted Yu Jiao and a few people to eat melons and fruits, and her attitude was much more intimate than before.

"Who did you learn your healing skills from? But the ancestral one? Mrs. Yang asked curiously.

Yu Jiao held a corner of watermelon in her hand, took a bite and said, "When I followed my father in the capital when I was a child, I worshipped an old doctor as a teacher, and later learned some from my grandfather. ”

"Your ancestors also practiced medicine?" Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "It shouldn't be quite difficult for you to see a little girl outside, right?" ”

Yu Jiao nodded and said vaguely, "My grandfather at home knows how to heal." ”

The grandfather in her mouth is her own grandfather, not Yu Ruhai, but when she says this, it is estimated that everyone will think of it as Yu Ruhai.

"In this way, it is the Xinglin family, but I have never been to Changkui, and I am a little lonely and unheard, but I don't know that there is a family of wonderful doctors surnamed Yu." Mrs. Yang's words were quite meaningful.

Yu Jiao said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Our Yu family is just a small family in the countryside, and Mrs. Yang looks up to it." ”

Mrs. Mu San smiled and said, "You girl is humble. She said to Mrs. Yang, "Her four elder brothers are all scholars, and one of them is the head of the Tong Sheng Examination, and now he is living in our mansion and is going to end up in the autumn." ”

After Mrs. Yang heard this, she felt that the Yu family had a very good style, although she was a rural family, she attached great importance to her children's reading, and she could feel that the Yu family was very good at teaching her children by looking at Yu Jiao's words and deeds.

Footsteps were heard outside the room, and a tall, fair-skinned woman of outstanding appearance walked in, wearing a light white brocade gown and a snow-colored skirt.

As soon as he entered the house, he first saluted Mrs. Mu San, then leaned up to Mrs. Yang and said softly, "Mother, has the female doctor ever come?" ”

Mrs. Yang took her hand and said with a smile, "I was saying that I wanted someone to find you to come and accompany Miss Yu around the house, you are of the same age, you should be able to play together." ”

She turned her head to Yu Jiao and introduced, "This is my daughter Sister Yan, who is two years older than you." ”

Yang Jiyan looked at Yu Jiao and Yu Ling, and smiled reservedly, "This is the female doctor that the third lady invited to my mother, how can you look so small?" ”

Mrs. Yang nodded on Yang Jiyan's head, and said, "Don't look at Miss Yu's young age, she has one-handed skills, and you can't compare with two years old." ”

She smiled and explained to Yu Jiao, "She has always been spoiled by me, she speaks without measure, she is a straight intestine." ”

Yu Jiao smiled and didn't speak.

Mrs. Mu San said with a smile, "Such a straightforward temperament is the most pleasing, where is it spoiled?" Sister Yan is born with such a good appearance, I can't envy it. ”

Mrs. Yang smiled, although she was a little bit of a mouthful, she actually loved Yang Jiyan very much, her daughter was outstanding, although she was not spoiled and a little arrogant, but she was the best in her heart.

"You little girls are inevitably restrained in front of us, let's go outside and play together." Mrs. Yang said to Yang Jiyan, "The osmanthus flowers in your courtyard are blooming very well, lead Miss Yu and sisters to take a look, take good care of the guests, don't be rude." ”

Yang Jiyan nodded, she looked at her mother's attitude as if this little girl surnamed Yu really had some ability, so she led Yu Jiao and them to her small courtyard.

As soon as she approached the yard, a scent of osmanthus came to her nose, it smelled very good, Yu Jiao smelled the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, her body and mind were a lot more comfortable, she was a little dizzy by the incense in Mrs. Yang's house, and she only felt that the air was a lot fresher.

Two osmanthus trees were planted in the courtyard of Miss Yang's family, with lush branches and leaves, and small light yellow flowers blooming in clusters, with a fragrance far away.

Yang Jiyan instructed the maids to bring tea, sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, and said, "Miss Yu, how is my mother's illness?" Can it still be cured? ”

"I have prescribed medicine, Mrs. Yang is not a serious illness, but this disease is easy to recur, and she needs to be careful in the future." Yu Jiao said slowly.

"Can it really be cured?" Yang Jiyan looked suspicious and frowned.

Yu Jiao saw that she didn't seem to believe that Mrs. Yang's illness could be cured, but when she didn't believe in her medical skills, she said patiently, "Mrs. should have accidentally stained it during childbirth, which caused this disease and can be cured." ”

Yang Jiyan also noticed that she was a little rude, and her expression was restrained, but her eyes revealed a little complicated, and she said, "If my mother's illness can be cured, I will thank you very much." ”

"Miss Yang, you're welcome." Yu Jiao picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, it turned out to be osmanthus mixed with vitex seeds, the tea was slightly sweet, and the cheeks were fragrant.

Yang Jiyan saw that she liked it, and her fair and proud little face showed a little smile, "A few days ago, the osmanthus bloomed, so I asked the maid to pick some of them, and after drying them, they were put into the tea, although they were not a rare thing, but I liked the aroma of osmanthus flowers." ”

Yu Jiao put down the teacup, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and said, "Vitex seeds are clear and bright, mixed with osmanthus flowers, the tea perfume is sweet, and Miss Yang is ingenious." ”

"It's delicious." Yu Poria also felt the same way, she actually drank it all, picked up the teapot and poured another cup.

Yang Jiyan's slender willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of her lips faintly hooked up with a hint of mockery, "I don't understand this, if Miss Yu likes it, I'll ask the maid to wrap some for you." ”

Saying that, she called the maid and said, "Go and wrap the rest of the osmanthus tea cakes for Miss Yu." ”

As if she was rewarding someone, Yu Jiao's smile faded, "Then thank you Miss Yang." ”

Yang Jiyan didn't touch the tea bowl on the stone table again, fiddling with osmanthus tea was an elegant thing, but these two people from the countryside knew what tea art to evaluate, like a cow drink, and now this osmanthus tea, she felt that she had lost her identity.