Chapter 18: Prepare for the Future!
Can a child know what a nemesis is? It's just that after hearing too much of the jokes of the adults in the family, he makes fun of and avoids the nemesis in the mouths of the adults as an object of play.
No matter how poor Kong Zhishu is, he doesn't bother to worry about these uninformed children, but, after thinking about it, who in ten miles and eight villages is not like this to avoid himself? I'm afraid that if I look at myself more, I will be killed.
Thinking of this, Kong Zhishu felt that compared with these ignorant villagers, the ugly woman lying half-dead at home was more knowledgeable, and it was not in vain that he braved the heavy snow and cold wind to walk to the next village to find the only Lang Zhong in the village.
At this time, Lang Zhong in the village is the most popular business, although the village is poor, but no one has a headache and brain fever, Lang Zhong is therefore respected as well as Mr. Teaching.
Su Wanniang really burned a lot, and she didn't even know that Kong Zhishu took Lao Langzhong into the house, but there were no less howls from the Kong family, and what she couldn't do without was nothing more than the word money.
Lang Zhong, who is in his forties, is out of breath after walking for a long time in this snowy weather, and everyone is so cold that they can't wait to wrap the quilt and not let go, but Kong Zhishu and Lang Zhong are hot and sweaty.
"To the book, thanks to your fast legs, if it is a little more later, your new daughter-in-law will really burn half her life, and if she doesn't die, she will be burned into a fool." After Lao Langzhong finished taking the pulse, he took out a pen and paper in his medicine box and wrote down the prescription while chattering, "This fever can't be delayed, don't look at some people who can get through it and it's fine, but there are so many people who can't get through it and it's gone, this fever is not all the same, I'll write you a prescription, three meals a day, go to the pharmacy in the town according to this prescription and grab enough medicine for three days, take care of your new daughter-in-law, don't let you catch a cold again." ”
This is probably Lang Zhong's occupational disease, Kong Zhishu is the best face in the entire Kong family, and he should be again and again, and then he helped Lang Zhong to personally send Lang Zhong out of the door of the Kong family, and then folded in again.
At this time, the Kong family, young and old, all revolved around the fainted Su Wanniang, and on one side was the prescription left by Lang Zhong and the fragrance of ink.
"Mother, won't the new aunt die after drinking the medicine?" Kong Xiang, the six-year-old son of the second son of the Kong family, looked at the person on the bed with a blank expression and was very puzzled, "Mother, if the new aunt doesn't die, will there be no fragrant white rice and meat to eat tomorrow?" Mother, I want to eat meat~"
In the world of six-year-old children, they only know that they must eat well and dress well, in his heart, death is a wordless word, he only knows, his father and mother said, the new aunt is going to die, and when the new aunt dies, their family will have white rice and meat to eat.
Brother Xiang looked at the elders in the room with a bitter face and was unhappy, and when he saw that no one paid attention to him, he was even more angry.
"That's it~ This third child is really, people are so half-dead, and they have to go all the way to find Langzhong! Look at Langzhong, don't spend money? He doesn't know that he doesn't know that he has no money at home, and he doesn't even have rice in the pot, so he still thinks about his daughter-in-law, is this like a word? Mrs. Kong's tone was full of dissatisfaction with the third and second couples, and she complained that the third child had a lot of things to ask Lang Zhong, and she was distressed to give Lang Zhong money for medical treatment, and she was busy planning to say what to let Kong Zhishu not go to the town, how much silver would you have to drink for the three days of medicine?
This person treated the disease and drank medicine, and he didn't die, not to mention that the previous calculations were all in vain, and he had to put the money into it, such a thing, she Wu was a hundred unwilling.
Kong Yueyue's sharp eyes saw that Kong Zhishu, who had sent Lang Zhong back, was already standing at the door, and seeing that the expression on Kong Zhishu's face was not embarrassed or guilty at all, her temper suddenly followed.