Exactly, the previous and the latter are different here. Du Mei took out the book in distress, handed it to Zhong Yu, and pointed out to him what she didn't understand.

Zhong Yu swept his eyes slightly, closed the book and said: "But all diseases can not be seen in just one place, such as wind and cold, if the medicine given to men is given to women or children, it is not a cure, but a harmful tiger and wolf......

Zhong Yu was tired of it, and he hated to hand over all the gains of his life to Du Mei, and Du Mei listened very carefully, and asked some doubts in his heart from time to time. Because that ancient book was a gift from He Lian and a treasure in the world, Zhong Yu didn't read much, but only taught her from basic medical science and pharmacology.

The shadow outside the door moved westward little by little, and when Song Jiu came back, Zhong Yu was about to go back to the medical hall.

"Dr. Zhong." Song Jiu knew that Zhong Yu was a very important person for Du Mei, so he saluted in a proper manner.

"I've seen you look better these days." Zhong Yu glanced at him.

"Really? The plums change their tricks every day to make fish for me to eat, and I don't have to grow some meat. Song Jiu smirked and pinched his cheeks.

"You, you still have to walk around a lot, and it's the same when you go back to Huizhou, don't think too hard, otherwise I won't be able to do it for a long time with a disharmony in my spleen and stomach." Du Mei started to clean up the tea cup.

"Really?" Song Jiu was a little surprised, he didn't want to eat at home, was it because of this?

"What Meizi said is not unreasonable, take good care of yourself, money is something outside the body after all, only the body is your own." Zhong Yu smiled at him and turned to leave.

Song Jiu and Du Mei went back to Dujiagou together, he thought about Du Mei and Zhong Yu's words, and felt that it was reasonable. He lives here with Du Mei's family, every day is simple, busy, but his heart is very happy, sometimes when he is busy, he doesn't have time to worry about the shopkeeper He who ventures to the south, and Du Mei intends to cook food for him, so how can his health be bad.

"Whoa!" Song Jiu thought of the burden on his body, and he couldn't allow himself to live such a comfortable life, so he couldn't help but sigh slightly behind the carriage.

"Don't think so much, do your best in everything, and God will always take care of you." Dumay patted his thin shoulder.

She can understand Song Jiu's hardships, not to mention the open and secret battles in Song Jiu's prominent family in Huizhou, it is the small Du Jiagou, if Du Mei hadn't made this career, the wolf-like big house and the third room would have swallowed a few of their mothers alive.

"Meizi, I'm ...... I hate it too! Song Jiu glanced at Du Mei, and his eyes were struggling.

"Be careful with your own body, deal with those people, why bother to be angry." Du Mei had to persuade again. The old lady of the Song family just let Song Jiu out to take care of things, how old is he, and everything is in his heart, it is inevitable that he will suffer himself.

"yes, I see." Song Jiu closed his eyes and responded, one day he would be able to make a decision to kill and not move his heart.

The sound of rhythmic strings being played outside the carriage was heard.

Du Mei lifted the curtain and looked, and along the way, she unconsciously arrived at the entrance of Dujiagou Village, and saw Zhang Yongnian playing cotton with a slingshot on his back.

Don't talk about Song Jiu, even Du Mei has never seen cotton, the two got out of the carriage curiously, and stood with the villagers watching the excitement and looked around.

There are several layers of lint on the trampoline, Zhang Yongnian and Wang are carrying slingshots, holding wooden hammers in their hands, the two cooperate to play a side of lint fluffy and soft, flattened with a plaque, and then the two work together to turn the lint over, with a slingshot repeatedly played, when the slingshot just started to play, the sound is very dull, until the slingshot bounces on the cotton, making a crisp and ethereal sound as pleasant as the sound of the piano, the cotton is considered to be played.

"Owner, what is the word on this cotton tire?" Zhang Yongnian saw Du Mei standing in the crowd and beckoned to her.

"What do you usually say?" Du Mei doesn't know much about this, the cotton tires in their second room are all leftovers from the big room and the third room, they are black and hard, where are the words!

"This is all Tujili, if it is used for marriage, most of it is double happiness, if it is used ordinarily, it is nothing more than auspiciousness and blessing." Zhang Yongnian said carefully.

"That's all about blessings." Dumay said without thinking.

When Wang heard this, she took out a roll of thin red cotton thread and placed it crookedly on the quilt, at first she couldn't see anything, but when she pulled it, she found that it was a hollow red blessing character attached to the cotton tire.

When Zhang Yongnian was holding the words in Wang's handwriting, he took a bundle of fine cotton yarn to finish, and after Wang got it done, the two worked together to cover the fine cotton yarn on the front and back of the cotton tire to fix the loose and fluffy cotton.

Next to the trampoline leaned on a disc larger than the lid of the wooden pot on the big stove, there was a handle, Zhang Yongnian called this a grinding plate, only to see him holding the grinding disc with both hands, rotating and rolling on the cotton tire, and so on several times, until the cotton yarn and the cotton tire were completely fused together, so that a quilt was done.

"Uncle Zhang, how many beds can you make a day like this?" Seeing this, Du Mei couldn't help but ask.

"The two of us can make three beds a day, you are in a hurry, we can also rush to work at night." Wang was afraid that Du Mei would think they were slow, so he hurriedly assured.

"I'm going to make more than ten quilts, this one can't be in a hurry, it's better for you to roll the lint first." Du Mei shook his hand, it is not easy for craftsmen, Du Mei will not urge them, but Shen Zhanghua is waiting to collect the lint, this can not be delayed.

"There was something wrong with the cable machine today, and it was sent for repair, so we thought about the trampoline quilt first." Zhang Yongnian hurriedly explained.

Their husband and wife have been busy here for a few days, and they already know from the mouths of the talkative villagers that the owner who asked them to do the work is Du Ruren, and these rolled lint is to be purchased by the county lord, so they are very careful in doing things.

"When will it be fixed?" Du Mei was afraid of missing time.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow will be delivered." Wang said busily.

"Then you should take advantage of this time to rest, and don't make quilts at night." Du Mei knew that they were busy until midnight every night, and it was really hard.

"Whoa, whoa." Wang smiled and agreed.

"I'll send you the quilt back." Zhang Yongnian folded the new quilt neatly and tied it with a leftover cloth head.

"Aunt Wang, don't be busy, my mother has probably already cooked dinner." Du Mei said with a smile to Wang.

When a few people returned home, Xu's had already made dinner, in addition to other food, he made a small crucian carp steamed egg for Song Jiu, and now the small crucian carp soup, and then mixed with egg liquid with the fish soup that dried until it was slightly cool and white milk, and steamed into egg custard in the steaming drawer.

This dish is simple to eat, but the method is cumbersome, Xu Shi saw that Song Jiu was thin, and it was inevitable that he would use his thoughts, since Du Mei left him at home to recuperate, she always had to give an explanation to the adults in other people's families, and it was impossible to go back with a pair of skin and bones.

Song Jiu ate happily, only mixed with egg custard, and ate a small half bowl of rice. The fish meat and eggs are perfectly integrated, the entrance is smooth ~ tender, with the fresh fragrance of fish, but there is no fishy smell of fish.

Du Mei was busy every day, Du Zhong and Lin Ping were not idle, the people in the village saw that they were doing things neatly, and those who lacked labor at home rushed to invite them, in addition to taking care of the food, they also gave them some extra food or small money.

Zhuangzi didn't produce anything before the summer harvest, and Du Mei had to rely on Du Mei to feed them out of his own pocket for half a year, and Du Mei also let their children come to Yixue, the Lin brothers were very moved by this, they secretly took the job, just to have some input, not to eat Du Mei's food in vain, and to feel more comfortable in their hearts. They naturally hid Du Mei from doing this, for fear that she would get angry and say that they would spare no effort.

After seven or eight days like this, Zhang Yongnian finally played the last cotton tire, and after receiving a large amount of remuneration in Du Mei's hand, he happily pulled the guy back.

On this day, Du Mei was playing chess with Song Jiu in the grain store, and Niu Er suddenly ran up excitedly and said, "Shopkeeper He is back with someone!" ”

When Song Jiu heard this, he lost his chess pieces, rushed out of the door, and ran straight to the dock, Du Mei hurriedly called the stone to drive the carriage, and the three of them went in a hurry.

"Lao He!" Song Jiu saw Shopkeeper He coming back with all his beards on the grain boat, and threw himself into his arms with joy.

"Oh, Shaodong, you've grown meat." Shopkeeper He caught Song Jiu and joked.

"How's it going to be in the south, but it's going well?" As soon as Song Jiu's ass sat on the stool, he couldn't wait to ask.

"We went by coincidence, just entered the city, I heard that the prefect of Huizhou was ordered to personally suppress the bandits, and Wang Darttou was originally in the south, and there were connections with several merchants, so we quickly found a grain store, the head of the house was very eager, for fear that we would change the hexagram, said that they didn't want us to send, they drove their own ships to load the goods." Shopkeeper He said with a smile.

"It turned out to be so smooth, but fortunately I listened to Meizi and didn't worry about myself." Song Jiu was very happy when he heard this.

"Little Lao'er has saluted Du Ruren." Shopkeeper He suddenly stood up, slammed Du Mei to the ground, and made a big salute.

"Shopkeeper He has tormented me." Du Mei couldn't help him, so he had to return the blessing with deep blessings.

"Thanks to the care of Du Ruren, the little old man lived up to the old lady's trust." Shopkeeper He looked at Song Jiu, who had flesh on his face, and his eyes were hot.

"Isn't that how it should be, besides, he eats and works with us, and he helps me a lot." Du Mei smiled and waved his hand.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, how boring it is, and tell me when the grain shop in the south will come to load the grain." Song Jiu also had a lot of emotions in his heart, so he had to pretend to be easy to divert the topic.

"It's about that we will go to the dock in Qinghe County in the next two days, and we will go there and wait." Shopkeeper He counted the next day.

"Well, when he comes, I'll talk to him in detail." Song Jiu nodded.

That night, Shopkeeper He took Song Jiu and left the dock in Sheshan Town overnight.

The next day, Du Mei sent a product that Song Jiu had left in Dujiagou back to the grain ship docked at the wharf in Qinghe County.

Seeing that the separation was imminent, everyone was a little reluctant, but they thought that they would come and go often in the future, and they were happy again. Niu Er and Hei Jiaolong have always been drunk every time they get drunk, and their henchmen put them back in the carriage.

"If the negotiation with the other party goes smoothly and the grain handover is clear, we will go back to Huizhou directly." Song Jiu glanced at Du Mei.

"Well, don't worry, go back, the grain shop in the south is settled, don't you want to come often, and you will come to my house to eat fish then." Du Mei smiled, bright as March spring.