Chapter 89: The villagers' eyes are red

After sending away Hua Muyue's letter, the cloud shopkeeper couldn't wait for the owner's reply for a while, but the cooperation with Hua Muyue continued.

After the cloud shopkeeper walked for a few days, he lined up a truck and came to Shanghe Village.

"Hua Niang, our shopkeeper asked me to collect ginger later, and you don't have to personally deliver it to Yunke in the future." The guy who was born at first glance said respectfully to Hua Muyue.

"Okay, thank you very much. You sit down and drink some water and rest for a while. Later you will come with me and go into the fields to dig. Hua Muyue said.

"Flower lady, thank you!" The fellow hurriedly thanked him.

Hua Muyue went to see Zhao Huaijin, she couldn't let him go and stay at home alone, because Zhao Huaijin was sick again and her body was a little weak.

"Huai Jin, I'm going to go to the field, Yunke is here to receive the goods, and I don't have to run in person in the future. I will be back as soon as possible. Hua Muyue said to Zhao Huaijin.

Zhao Huaijin was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, but when he heard Hua Muyue's voice, he opened his eyes, and looked at Hua Muyue with some apologies in his eyes.

"Mu Yue, I can't help you now, and I'm always dragging you down, I..."

Hua Muyue interrupted Zhao Huaijin's unfinished words, and said angrily: "If you say anything that drags me down, I will ignore you in the future, haven't you found out that you haven't been sick for a long time?"

"It's a shame that I always boil medicine for you, what frustrating words do you say, isn't this a denial of my medical skills? I don't believe it yet, I can't cure you. Hua Muyue was a little angry, not only Zhao Huaijin, she was also angry with herself.

I left modern medical equipment, I was tied, it seems that I am too dependent on everything in my previous life, as for the thinking has become a stereotype, everything wants to give the best plan, but even if there is a plan, those Western doctors themselves can't change it out of thin air.

Don't all traversers have golden fingers? Space storage. But I didn't, and even when I came to this era when women rarely practiced medicine, many of my ideas would be hindered. But they ignore the original intention of the healer, and are not disturbed by external objects.

"Mu Yue, it was me who was wrong! How could I not believe you? Zhao Huaijin looked at Hua Muyue with seriousness in his eyes.

"Huai Jin, I'm not good either, I'm losing my temper with you." After figuring it out, Hua Muyue felt a little guilty in her heart, and she also ignored her sick mentality.

"It's okay, I like it." I like you to lose your temper with me for the rest of your life.

"Poof, looking for abuse." Hua Muyue smiled, and her mood was not as low as if she had gone first.

"Mu Yue, you let Anping help you." Compared with not wanting Lin Anping and Hua Muyue to be alone, Zhao Huaijin didn't want Hua Muyue to be affected.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you can rest."

Hua Muyue took Yun Ke to the little house, found Lin Anping and went to his own half an acre of ginger field together.

The three of them worked together, dug up the amount needed by Yunkelai, weighed and loaded the car, and the little guy paid for dragging a cart of ginger away.

Although it was only a matter of a moment, it made Shanghe Village boil.

Some of the villagers who had laughed at Hua Muyue for planting weeds in the field before suddenly felt unbalanced when they learned that the things in the field could be sold for money.

A group of red-eyed villagers blocked Hua Muyue's way.

"After this stupid lady is better, she is still a black-hearted person, and she made a fortune there, why don't you want to think about the things in the mountains but everyone's, everyone said, right?" A lady said in a weird way.

"You clean my mouth for me, or don't blame me for being unkind." Lin Anping glared at the man angrily, Sister Yue, how can you long-tongued women be bullied.

Lin Anping was about to have a seizure, but Hua Muyue stopped him with her eyes, "Anping, I'll come." ”