made Chen Mengtian's mood very irritable.

She doesn't like men who hit women.

As far as she listened to the cries of girls and women in Chen Si's house, it could be seen that Chen Si was not lightly moved.

Hitting a child doesn't do it like that.

This is already abuse, and the person who does it has a mental illness.

How can a normal person be like this, beating a woman and a child.

Listening to the cry that sounded in the night, Chen Mengtian sighed.

Gradually, the crying subsided slightly, and her steps lifted again, and she walked inside.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

Back in the inner room, Chen Mengtian cleaned up the medical books on the table, put them on the shelf, turned around to wash up and prepare for sleep.

She didn't know what cruel things had happened in Chen Si's house not far from her that night.

……

Chen Mengtian spends every day studying Qinglian medical books.

She lives almost every day with a medical book.

Of course, every day she would take time to make a pot of soup.

It is a "medicinal soup" that has diluted the spiritual fluid.

At first, Chen Baojie would come to the door every morning to pick it up.

Later, Chen Ping's health improved, and he didn't need to be waited.

Chen Baojie went to work in the town, and this soup was picked up every day at night or at night.

There is also a small change, that is, every time Chen Mengtian boils the soup, the tempting fragrance will spread out.

Chen Juan (Mrs. Chen) followed by the old man Chen, who was familiar with herself, would come to the door every once in a while to ask for a bowl of soup.

Every time the two of them came, they would carry something in their hands, and something was no cheaper than a bowl of broth.

Chen Juan was holding handicrafts in her hands, and Old Man Chen was naturally holding one or two coins.

Chen Mengtian naturally didn't accept this, and even returned the handkerchief from last time to Aunt Chen.

She negotiated with the other party that every time she went to the town to help her buy some ingredients and daily necessities.

In addition, there are heavy objects to be carried at home, and matches to be bought, all of which need to be run by Dalong.

As for Old Man Chen, if you want to drink soup, you can do it for two bowls for a penny.

If he's hungry, bring his own bowl.

Of course, they can't come every day.

They were embarrassed not to say it, Chen Mengtian didn't have to stew meat soup every day.

Sometimes I make some simple soups, and the aroma doesn't come out.

Unless it is a soup that has been simmered for a long time, the rich aroma will attract "gluttonous cats".

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Chen Mengtian thoroughly ate the content of the first 100 pages of the Qinglian Medical Book.

But the method of mastering this golden needle still can't be controlled.

Even though she would every day, set aside an hour to practice the golden needle.

Unfortunately, it's really, really hard to grasp.

She had prepared for this, so she was not disappointed.

At the same time, there is good news that Chen Ping's health has improved.

Every time Chen Baojie came, his face was full of joy.

Chen Ping has not been sick for half a month, not to mention, he has gained a lot of weight.

The main thing is that he doesn't need to be sick in bed every day, and he can even walk around the village.

The villagers of Chenjia Village are not uncurious, how can a person who is seriously ill and dying suddenly get better.

There are even conspiracy theories, saying that the retired Wang Qin is a vicious person.

Guess what medicine she gave Chen Ping.

Some people are even more exaggerated, saying that this Wang Qin is a Kefu.

Of course, these are not what Chen Baojie told Chen Mengtian.

It was told by Aunt Chen next door.

When she first heard these words, she also smiled indifferently.

Chen Ping's health has improved, which is naturally a happy thing.