Early the next morning, after Chen went out, Qingzhi instructed Qingdou to play with the children in the village, and went to Huang Daniang's house in the west of the village.

Aunt Huang is a very good character in Song Village, she has quick hands and feet, sweet mouth, has always been a maid in the big kitchen of the Dong family, and she also earns several copper coins every month to earn home, and the women in the village are very envious of her.

Qingzhi heard a few days ago that she was contaminated with a little wind cold, and she has been recuperating at home for the past few days, and she is almost better.

She walked outside the gate of the Huang family, and happened to meet Huang Damiang who went out to worship the Bodhisattva with incense.

Qingzhi called out sweetly, 'Aunt Huang! He added, "I just worshipped the Bodhisattva!" ”

Aunt Huang stopped and praised with a smile: "You kid is sincere!" The situation of your family, you should also worship the Bodhisattva and ask her old man to protect you. ”

Qingzhi nodded solemnly and said, "I thought the same thing, and I said the same to the Bodhisattva yesterday. But last night, when the Bodhisattva gave me a dream, he didn't tell me where the delicious food was, but gave me a turnip, saying that it could cure the disease. ”

He whispered mysteriously: "Especially heart disease." ”

Mrs. Dong said that she was guilty of heart disease, which had already spread in several villages, and every lady felt that she was the first person to guess that this disease was heart disease.

Sure enough, Aunt Huang was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help but divert the topic and said: "Qingzhi, do you know that in these ten miles and eight villages, I am the first to guess that Mrs. Dong's illness is a heart disease?" ”

Aunt Wang just said yesterday that she said that it was her old man's independent idea.

Qingzhi nodded solemnly, and replied with a politician's posture: "Aunt Huang, your old man works in the Dong family, so naturally he knows more than the people in our village. ”

He said: "Why don't you take me to Dong's house and dedicate the radish given by the Bodhisattva to Mrs. Dong, wouldn't it be all the good intentions of the Bodhisattva?" ”

As expected, Mrs. Huang immediately looked at Qingzhi with an expression of 'are you mentally retarded or do you think I am mentally retarded'.

Qingzhi didn't say much, but took out the parsnip that had dried overnight from his arms.

This one was originally the smallest one with the most roots, and the green branches were too lazy to cook it before, but after drying it overnight, it was even more wrinkled, and the roots looked longer.

Qingzhi had never seen ginseng, but this parsnip looked at least similar to the ginseng pictures she had seen in her previous life.

Sure enough, Aunt Huang was a little stunned, she thought for a moment, sank her face, and instructed Qingzhi: "What you just said about the Bodhisattva's dream, tell Auntie again." ”

Qingzhi painted his voice and color, he worshiped the Bodhisattva yesterday and asked for blessing, and after returning home, he dreamed that the Bodhisattva said that he had given the elixir for heart disease, so that he would go to the Buddha shrine under the willow tree tomorrow to get it, and this morning, how to go to the Buddha shrine to get this radish, said it vividly, and almost even believed it.

Aunt Huang has always been superstitious, and she can't stop chanting Buddha after listening to it, and she has already believed it for six or seven points.

It's just that although she has prestige in Song Village, she is just a cook in the Dong family, after all, she doesn't dare to report directly to the people around Mrs. Dong.

…… But what if the bodhisattva rebukes?

Aunt Huang was ruthless and said to Qingzhi: "Follow me!" ”

The two went to the village chief's house, and Aunt Huang trembled and walked into the door with the radish in her hand.

The village chief scolded her and kicked her out.

Aunt Huang is also a person with a head and face in Song Village, and this scolding successfully aroused her competitiveness.

She took Song Qingzhi's hand and said, "The village chief has no knowledge of this soil bun!" I've seen people with ginseng from afar outside the pharmacy in Lishan Town! Walk! I'll take you to Dong's house to find Lang Zhong and ask! Today happens to be the day when Lang Zhong comes to check the pulse. ”

Song Qingzhi: You said so imposingly, I thought you could take me directly to Mrs. Dong......

The Dong family's house is on a small hillside outside Song Village, and the villagers carry water, farm, and dry grain in the dam every day.

When she arrived at the door of Dong's house, Aunt Huang began to hesitate in her heart again: What if Lang Zhong said that this is a radish?

She pulled Qingzhi aside and said, "Qingzhi, since your father went, my aunt took pity on you in my heart, and when you are older, I am ready to recommend you to help in the Dong family!" But...... If you are, there is no way to do the helper's business! And in the future, it will be difficult for your mother to find trouble in the village! DID YOU KNOW? ”

Song Qingzhi: It was only introduced a hundred years ago, and no one in the Zhou Kingdom has ever seen it...... Auntie, it's hard for you to come up with the name Heavenly Ginseng, it's very business-minded.

She said innocently: "Auntie, what don't you know? Where do I dare to talk nonsense? ”

Aunt Huang thought that the Song family was indeed innocent, and Qingzhi was also quiet and sensible on weekdays, so she was much more down-to-earth.

She stomped her foot and led Qingzhi into through the back door, the Dong family's kitchen was not allowed to outsiders, and Qingzhi waited on the porch outside.

Fortunately, Aunt Huang came out soon, and smiled and called Qingzhi to follow her.

Along the way, Mrs. Huang said to Qingzhi happily: "Isn't this heavenly ginseng what does it mean to be a bodhisattva!" I asked someone to find that Lang Zhong and asked, Lang Zhong took it and looked at it for a long time, saying that he had not seen it.

Everyone in the kitchen also looked at it from afar for a long time, and everyone had never seen it, hum, what is in the sky, can we mortals see it?

Lang Zhong didn't dare to call the shots, but at this time, the Guixiang girl in the old lady's room came to the kitchen to urge a mid-morning snack and saw it.

When Miss Guixiang heard about this dream, she didn't dare to be careless, and immediately went back to the old lady, our old lady is the most Bodhisattva, and when she heard it, she said that she wanted to see you!

Qingzhi girl, you are really a bodhisattva protection, I have been serving in the Dong family for so long, and I haven't spoken to the old lady yet! ”

Since Mrs. Huang learned that Mrs. Dong was willing to see Qingzhi, she immediately became a brainless fan of 'Heavenly Ginseng', and she had no suspicion of Qingzhi at all, and unconsciously escorted Qingzhi.

Mrs. Huang...... Very team player.

Qingzhi looked all the way, the Dong family had several major courtyards, in addition to flowers and plants, they were also like Song Village people, drying vegetables.

The landlord's family also has the daily life of ordinary people.

Outside the middle door, the green branches rubbed off the yellow mud on the soles of their shoes on a piece of grass felt.

Soon, a round-faced and plump girl came up and asked, "Aunt Huang, is she the one who dreamed of the Bodhisattva?" ”

Aunt Huang nodded hurriedly, and said with a smile on her face: "Country girl, how dare you bother Miss Guixiang to bring it in person?" ”

He also instructed Qingzhi to keep his head down and not to look and talk nonsense.

Guixiang smiled: "Our old lady pities the poor the most, and it's fine." ”

Led the green branch into the backyard.

Qingzhi didn't dare to do much, only lowered his head, and saw Guixiang with a string of silver bracelets.

How many beans do you have to eat?

She was so hungry.

After going around and around, I finally walked into Mrs. Dong's room.

The doors and windows are covered with curtains, probably so that mosquitoes do not enter, the furniture is thick and strong, and there is a fresh fruity fragrance in the air.

A loving voice said, "Don't be afraid, come to me." ”

The old woman looked good-tempered.

Aoeda thought of her grandmother and walked up to her with a smile.

The old woman pointed to a plate beside her and said, "Listen to them, this is what the Bodhisattva gave you?" ”

The lacquered wooden plate was covered with red velvet cloth, and on top of it was the rotten turnip.

Qingzhi was happy in his heart, and put it so solemnly, obviously the Dong family had already believed it.