Yu Jiao and Yu Zhixing held an umbrella and walked the mountain to find Yao Cao, searching half of the mountainside, Yu Jiao found a lot of other herbs, but there was no trace of Yao Cao.

On the road, he met a wild hare that was foraging for food, Yu Zhixing did not chase it, the mountain road was slippery, and now the wheat has been harvested, and there is food at home, although he hunts in the mountains all the year round, but Yu Zhixing is still very standard, the rules handed down by the old people in the village, if there is no shortage of food and clothing at home, it is best not to hunt wild things on the mountain at will.

Yu Jiao wanted to go over the mountain to take a look, Yu Zhixing persuaded her to rest first, and the two found a mountain rock that could barely shelter from the wind and rain, took out the already cold and hard cakes from the baggage, and ate some of them alone.

After resting for two quarters of an hour, Yu Jiao and Yu Zhixing packed up their things, left the mountain rock, and went to the top of the mountain with the branches.

When this search came to You, after all, they couldn't find Yaocao, and the two didn't dare to stay on the mountain until dark, and returned to go down the mountain.

Back home, the two of them were drenched, their shoes and socks were covered with mud, Song had boiled two large pots of hot water for the two of them early, Yu Jiao took a hot bath, and heard from Yu Poria's mouth that there was a person with gangrene who came to seek treatment today, and the old man Yu came to the rescue, and the person who came was very generous, and directly gave thirty taels of medical fees, and after being cured, he had to pay a lot of money.

After Yu Jiao listened, her mind did not focus on the consultation fee, but she was a little worried, not all diseases are like the second master of the Mu family, Yu Ruhai must have used her last prescription for diagnosis, but on the way, a slight difference will cause irreparable effects.

Wipe her hair with a cloth towel, Yu Jiao wanted to go to Yu Ruhai's room to ask him how the patient's pulse was today, but she was stopped by Yu Zhou's outside the door on the east side, she raised her eyes and looked at Yu Jiao, and said with a smile, "It's so late, your master has already rested, what are you looking for him?" ”

Yu Jiao stroked her long hair, which was still a little wet, and said, "I want to ask the old man how the patient who came to see him today is doing." ”

Yu Zhoushi chuckled, although his tone was gentle, but with mockery, "Your master has already prescribed a prescription, what else is there to ask?" You are young, and your father has been sick for most of his life, so you will be asked which round. ”

Yu Jiao thought about it and felt that Yu Zhou's words were also reasonable, although Yu Ruhai's medical skills were average, but in the end he was a doctor, and he should know that the different symptoms and the nuances of medication would cause a big disaster.

"That's what you said, I'm back in my room to rest." Yu Jiao turned around and left.

Yu Zhou's heart is a lot more relaxed, originally this little girl relied on her own medical skills, and she was always very tough, but now the master can also prescribe prescriptions to treat her diseases, so she doesn't dare to say anything!

Yu Zhoushi stared at the back of Yu Jiao leaving, and the thought in his heart suddenly arose, he had to find a way to get all the things that Meng Yujiao would know, so that the master would not have to rely on her in the future, and there would naturally be no room for Meng Yujiao to speak at home.

Yu Zhou's mental abacus is good, and Yu Ruhai also has this intention, he feels that he has diagnosed and treated the master of a high-ranking family, and he is no longer what he used to be, not the barefoot man he used to be.

For a few days in a row, Yu Jiao was not allowed to work, and only let her go to the medical books that Yu Qi's room had read.

Yu Jiao knew Yu Ruhai's thoughts, but since God arranged for her to come to Taiyan, once she was alive, she always had to leave some traces and realize her self-worth.

Her handwriting has become more and more tangible, just because she copied Yu Qizhen's words, and I think that her font will be very similar to Yu Qizhen in the future.

Under the anxious waiting of the villagers, the rain that had been falling for many days finally stopped, and the mood of the people was also better.

Due to the rain, a lot of wheat in the fields was blown down, and the families in the village who did not harvest the wheat were busy in the fields, digging small ditches to put water in the fields.

Song and Yu Jiao were washing clothes by the river, and from time to time they could see people in the village passing by to say hello, many people had never seen Yu Jiao, because of Yu Qijiao's reputation in the village, many people were very curious about Yu Jiao's daughter-in-law, and they looked at Yu Jiao by talking.

Yu Jiao let them look at her, she was very down-to-earth and generous, and occasionally she would smile and look up and shout to the villagers who were talking to the Song Dynasty.

Originally, I heard that the Yu family bought a little girl for Yu Qiyu Chongxi, and thought that this little girl would definitely not be on the stage, but now when I see it, I feel that the granddaughter-in-law bought by the Yu family is no worse than the one they married home.

Listening to people praising Yu Jiao, Song's face also had light, although he opened his mouth to be modest, but he was more and more satisfied with Yu Jiao from the bottom of his heart.

After washing a large basket of clothes, it was almost dusk, squatting by the river for a long time, Song had some backache, she stood up and hammered her waist, and said with a smile, "It's time to go home and cook." ”

Yu Jiao took all the wrung out clothes and put them in the basin, hugged herself and said to the Song family, "I'll cook today, you can go back to the house to rest after drying your clothes." ”

Song was very comforted when he heard this, and waved his hand and said, "I'm not tired." ”

The two chatted and went home, Yu Mengshan waited at the door, saw the two come back, hurriedly took the wooden basin, and let the two of them go to rest, he is now very accustomed to wearing prosthetics, and he is not idle, although he can't do heavy work, but he rushes to do the work he can.

Yu Mengshan took a wooden basin to dry his clothes on the rope rack in the yard, Yu Jiao wanted to help, but was pulled back to the house by the Song family, "Let your uncle dry it, let's rest for a while." ”

She poured Yu Jiao a cup of tea and another cup for herself, and the two sat in the house to drink tea and rest for a while.

In the past, the Song family, who was always full of sorrow, now has his brows stretched, and he has been smiling lightly on his face, since Yu Mengshan can walk, and Brother Yu'er's body may be able to be adjusted in the future, Song feels satisfied in his heart, and only hopes that such a dull but undisturbed day can last for a long time.

After drinking two cups of tea, Song got up and went to the stove room to cook on the fire, Yu Jiao wanted to follow, Song said with a smile, "You go and sit in the Qi Yu room for a while, and I will call you when the meal is ready." ”

Yu Jiao wanted to be idle and didn't want to practice calligraphy anymore, but when she heard Song say this, she had to suffer this face and went into Yu Qi's room to practice calligraphy.

Seeing Yu Jiao's wrinkled face, Yu Qi said, "If you don't like to copy medical books, don't write them, don't pay attention to your grandfather's words." ”

Yu Jiao sneered lightly, "If I don't write, your grandfather doesn't know what to do to me!" ”

Yu Qiyu raised his eyes to look at her and said softly, "I thought you wouldn't care about this. ”

Yu Jiao raised her little face slightly, the warm yellow sunlight sprinkled on her smooth and white forehead through the window, taking advantage of the extraordinarily delicate eyebrows and eyes, like a porcelain doll, she said lightly, "How can you not care, I think it's you, never care about these things at home." ”

Yu Qizhen's knuckles in the book stiffened slightly, and there was no expression on Qingjun's face, "I won't live long after all, so why should I care about these haves or not." ”

"Stop!" Yu Jiao said with a serious face, "Who said that you won't live long, those quacks have no ability, wait until I find the medicinal materials and keep you for a long life." ”

Yu Qiyu lowered his head, the half-spread book covered the corners of his lips, and he let out a soft 'um' sound.

The two were talking, and there was a 'bang' sound of slamming the door outside, and the rapid and powerful sound made Yu Jiao frown slightly, thinking that it should be a patient who came to the door to see an emergency, Yu Jiao dipped it in the ink in the inkstone, lowered her head and continued to write the medical book silently.