Hua Erniang smiled and nodded: "Okay, you kid has roots." ”

On weekdays, Fang Qinghe eats with Wen Yan, and today is no exception.

Fang Qingying turned around and instructed Mrs. Wu: "Steamed two egg custards for Ah Tang every day, the child is so young that he has to raise it well, don't dare to eat, if you don't eat well, you can't work hard, you don't have to wait here." ”

"Okay, okay?" Wu Niangzi never expected her master to say this, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Fang Qinghe took a sip of soup: "Of course it's okay, it's a family here, you don't dislike that our family is not rich, and we can't treat you harshly, go quickly, the child is still so young, it's strange to be sensible." ”

Mrs. Wu bowed to her master gratefully, and when she turned around, she shed tears, Ah Tang could still have eggs to eat, and she finally came out of it.

After eating and drinking, Fang Qinghe was satisfied, and praised Wu Niangzi's cooking skills.

In the evening, Hua Erniang sat on a chair and held Xiao Atang in her arms.

When Xie Yuru took people to collect the herbs, the small courtyard was full of laughter, and everyone went back to have dinner after they were busy, and after dinner, everyone came to the small courtyard again, picking a group of people who picked up medicinal materials, and sorted and ground the herbs, and this was busy until midnight.

Wu Niangzi was infected by the cheerful appearance of these people, nothing else, the second grandmother coaxed the child, she served tea and poured water for everyone, but she was diligent, no one disliked herself here, they were all very kind.

After finishing the day's work, after Xie Yuru took the people back, Wen Yan put away the lanterns, Wu Niangzi swept the yard, and the family rested.

Wu Niangzi hugged her daughter, and Ah Tang, who was sleeping in a daze in her arms, took out an egg from under the pillow and sent it to Wu Niangzi's hand: "Mother, eat." ”

Feeling that there were eggs in her hand, Wu Niangzi couldn't help but shed tears, hugged her daughter tightly, and said softly: "Ah Tang is good, this is the master's body for Ah Tang, now, our mother can eat enough." ”

Ah Tang got into the arms of Mrs. Wu: "Mother, will you pick us up?" ”

"No, no, my mother works hard." Wu Niangzi's tears couldn't be stopped, and she choked up.

At the same time, Fang Qingying didn't sleep, she always felt that Ah Tang was a little strange, this child didn't say a word, didn't cry or make trouble, I don't know what the reason is.

She remembered Wu Niangzi, in addition to Su Fang's mention, but also because Wu Niangzi gave birth to a great daughter, because of Ah Tang, Wu Niangzi was only in the house for three years before being taken out, because Ah Tang opened a spice shop outside, took the goods from his own hands, walked the streets and alleys to sell the capital, and opened the shop to take Wu Niangzi back to enjoy the blessings.

When she recognized Mrs. Wu, she planned to cultivate Ah Tang well, and in the future, she could be a housekeeper for outside business under her hands.

The eldest brother is not at home, otherwise he has to check on Ah Tang.

Compared to Lijiazhuang himself, it is too worry-free to support the mountain village, Fang Qingying is thinking that if he takes the people of the entire village to take refuge in Qingwa Village, it will just be as Zhu Hengshan expects, and when these people go down the mountain, the people of Qingwa Village can also go down the mountain together.

As for the people in Lijiazhuang, Fang Qingying didn't have the courage to take these people to Qingwa Village, and he could remind some people a few words, which could be regarded as benevolence and righteousness.

In the early morning, Fang Qingying got up early, but as soon as she got up, there was hot water to wash, and there was the fragrance of rice porridge in the stove room, which made her in a trance, thinking of the days when she was a child, her mother was a very diligent person, and every morning was like today.

"It's so fragrant, it's the taste of wild vegetables." Fang Qinghe ran to the stove room excitedly.

Mrs. Wu lifted her apron and wiped her hands: "Second Miss, morning." ”

"Early, early, can you eat?" Fang Qinghe rubbed his hands, looking impatient.

Mrs. Wu hurriedly said: "It'll be fine soon, the second lady will go to wash up, and you can start eating." ”

Hua Erniang also got up, the smell of fireworks in the yard made the smile on the corner of her mouth go down, she forgot this feeling after living in the mountains for too long, she had already sighed in her heart several times, God treats herself well.

Breakfast is yellow, orange and orange rice porridge, green and shiny wild vegetables, and cold pickles, and the family is satisfied.

Because she couldn't always run back, Fang Qingying invited Xie Yuru and Shi Xiuying over, and carefully told the family affairs aside, although Qinghe was at home, she plunged into the fragrance, so the family depended on Xie Yuru and Shi Xiuying.

Xie Yuru and Shi Xiuying are not selfish at all, although they give an extra two taels of silver every month, but the money is too well spent.

After settling down the affairs of the family, Fang Qingying went back to Lijiazhuang.

She learned the Poison Sutra in the hands of the master is not to harm people, but the Poison Sutra contains a prescription than saving people, when the epidemic is rampant, the role of spices can not be ignored, because the essence of spices is mainly Chinese herbal medicine, and the emphasis is also on the assistance of monarchs and ministers, as long as a little adjustment can become a good thing to cure diseases and prevent diseases.

The disaster is a catastrophe for the entire Tang Kingdom, and he can make money while saving many people's lives, which can be regarded as a return to God for giving him a chance to be reborn.

And this is by no means something that can be succeeded overnight, and in the next time, she needs to go all out to prepare for this.

When Fang Qingying got home, he went to the perfume room.

Zhou Ling and Wang Ying are very diligent and smart people, as long as they practice perfumery in the perfume room when they are not busy, Fang Qingying will also teach them when they are free, because they are still young, and they can come in handy after a few years of training.

The days have quieted down in waiting, and after the Zhou family, the Li family now only has the youngest Li Jingtai by his side, not to mention that he can't set off any wind and waves, he has to be a man with his tail between his legs every day.

In this regard, Fang Qingying is more satisfied, there is no intersection on weekdays, the meals are eaten in the stove room by themselves, Zhou Ling and Wang Ying are always by Fang Qingying's side, Li Jingtai wants to talk to Fang Qingying hard, Zhou Ling and Wang Ying are tightly protected, and they also hate him.

In this courtyard, except for opening the gate every night to collect herbs, the rest of the time is closed, and the people in the village are gradually not staring at Fang Qingying, and there are more or less people who make money under the hands of others, and it is too late to be respectful, where do you dare to provoke?

The drought that had been in place since the beginning of spring finally broke out in mid-July, and the Tang River, which had never been cut off, dried up!

This made many people living in front of Fengling Mountain panic, the crops in the fields that were about to be filled with grout were about to die of thirst, and where the family population was large still had the heart to collect medicine, they all picked up water from the well to water the ground, and the disaster was revealed for a while.

A carriage came to Fang Qingying's door, and Mrs. Zheng, who had not shown up for a long time, accompanied by her son Zheng Changfang, came to see Fang Qingying.

Fang Qingying welcomed Old Madam Zheng to the Ming Hall.

As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Zheng got straight to the point: "Miss Fang, everyone in Da'an Dart has gone out, when will you come back?" ”

"Is the old lady going to make a delivery?" Fang Qingying asked.

Old Madam Zheng shook her head: "It's another deal, if Miss Fang is interested, the Zheng family can share a dividend." ”

Fang Qingying immediately thought of hoarding grain, and it was really a big family, and he had a long-term vision.