Chapter 15

Deng Jingu's words are very reasonable. Ji Chunhua thinks about it. If Lin Anxin is really confused, it's not her Deng family, and it's hard to send them back to her mother's home. There are also Jingu and her little son Deng Jinsuo in the Deng family. As long as the Deng family is still living in this village, they always need this face.

She felt it in her arms for a long time before she pulled out three Wen: "only so much, but not so much. You go to tell Dr. Guo that you give the three Wen first, and the rest you owe first."

Ji Chunhua shoved the money to Deng Jingu, turned around and left. As she walked, she murmured: "I've really had bad luck for eight generations. I wanted to work for a few more years. I'm waiting for someone to serve me with tea and water. Who's waiting for me, mother!"

Deng Jingu knew that his mother was too worried about his father, and that he had spent a lot of money today. His talent was very bad.

He is a dutiful son. He only listens to what my mother says, but he doesn't talk back.

Now that he got three Wen, he quickly put on a coir raincoat and bamboo hat and rushed into the rain. Soon, he was out of the courtyard and disappeared.

Ji Chunhua is at the door of the kitchen. Seeing her son's roaring, her heart is burning even more. She can't help but cut a sharp eye at the East chamber. It seems that she has to think about her words.

It's only two days. Because of her illness, we can see how much bad luck she brought to the family. The head of the family broke his leg, and her eldest son became more and more disobedient. He really forgot his mother when he had a daughter-in-law.

Ji Chunhua thinks that her life has been decades, and now she is the worst. She has an impulse to pull Lin Anxin up and beat her up.

However, she finally put down the impulse and went into the hall with the worry about Deng Jingu and asked the helpers to have a meal.

Steamed pumpkin without oil can be so delicious, without these people to praise jichunhua good cooking.

Ji Chunhua didn't say anything about it. She just politely asked these people to eat more. She went to cook some big cakes for these helpers. She also looked at the gate from time to time. In this gale and heavy rain, Guanyin Bodhisattva must bless her family to come home safely.

Guo Langzhong's home is not in Shangtang village, but two miles north from Shangtang village. There is a place called Huaishu village, where Guo Langzhong lives.

Since Lin An Xin came to his own home, Deng Jingu was taught that Lin Siya was his child's daughter-in-law. Therefore, in his heart, Lin Siya, the original owner, was his Deng family.

He didn't know that the original owner had already died. Now Lin Siya had changed her heart.

He is very anxious, barefoot son, deep one foot, shallow one foot to Guo Lang Zhong's home.

Although the drum family of Deng Jin doesn't farm, he doesn't have to go down to the fields to do farm work. However, he is not a spoiled one. Ji Chunhua's two sons are basically raised roughly except that they are not allowed to go down to the river to play with water.

The road was wet with rain, and the soil was loose and soft. In addition, several men were asked to help carry his father back. The road had already been trodden out of small mud pits. It was wet and slippery, and the mud splashed with rain.

He didn't care about the muddy water wetting his trouser legs. He just thought that he had to go to find Guo Langzhong and open two more herbal medicines to make his little daughter-in-law better soon.

It rained heavily. The rain soaked the bamboo hat, drenched his face and blocked his sight.

He reached out his right hand and touched his face to wipe away the damned rain. When he looked up and saw that he had arrived at the entrance of Huaishu village, he felt relaxed. He held the three copper plates tightly in his left hand and felt a slight fever.

Mr. Guo's family lives nearby, the fifth from the village.

Deng Jingu learned some arithmetic with Deng Dalang. Besides, he has only been to Guo Langzhong's home today, so he naturally knows where his home is.

He was worried about many things at home and could not help but quicken his pace.

The door of Guo Lang's home is always open in the daytime.

When Deng Jingu came to his house, Guo didn't go out. Instead, he took advantage of the rainy day, moved a chair and sat down on the steps with a grinding groove under his feet. He was putting unknown herbs inside and pushing them back and forth with his feet.

The grinding trough is made of copper, which is composed of two parts. One is the concave part, which looks like a boat. The two ends are thin and the waist is wide. The herbal medicine is put here. What Guo Langzhong steps on is a round copper cake and a copper rod passing through the center. He steps on the top and grinds back and forth.

"Dr. Guo, you are always grinding medicine!" Deng Jingu's mouth is very sweet and very likable.

Guo Lang Zhong looked up and saw that the boy's family was in a mess. He came here again. Could he be his father

"But your father..." When Guo asked, he subconsciously thought it was not right and said, "come here quickly."

He called into the room and asked his old lady to pour out a bowl of hot ginger tea.

Deng Jingu walked over quickly and said, "Guo Langzhong, I'll grind it for you. Take a rest."

Knowing that he must have something to do, doctor Guo put down his feet and put on his shoes.

"Here for the medicine? Didn't I give you nine herbal medicines before? There are more doctors from that city than I do. "Traditional Chinese medicine is particular about it. The number of all the prescriptions is usually seven or nine, usually seven payments. Deng Dalang's injury is very serious, so it's called nine payments.

"It's not my father's business, it's my four girls, and she's burning it!" Deng Jingu answered as he helped grind the medicine.

"Why is it burning again?" Guo Lang was so angry that he had to shave. Although he was only a doctor, he was still good at getting rid of the disease like Lin Siya.

"There's no one at home. Siya fainted again. He hit the back of his head on the mud brick and smashed a big bag." Deng Jingu didn't tell Guo that Lin Anxin was pushed down by Deng Jinling and suffered for it.

Old lady Guo brought out the ginger soup and muttered, "you are very generous. There is no adult in the family. The child is still ill. There is no one to help her when something goes wrong. Go to get the medicine quickly. Come on, Jingu, drink this bowl of ginger soup."

Deng Jingu took the warm ginger soup and drank it all at once. The sugar was very refined and expensive, and Mrs. Guo would not put it. Therefore, she put a little salt in it, which made people not want to eat it lightly.

"Thank you, auntie."

"I'm so worried today. Maybe she's lying on the ground and catching cold again. Dr. Guo, please prescribe more good medicine." Deng Jin yelled into the room.

Guo Lang should be a word, and the road is sure to get rid of medicine.

He doesn't have to come to the door to see what kind of medicine he is going to take. It's just that some of the medicine he prescribed earlier has been removed and replaced with another.

Deng Jingu gave the bowl back to Guo Pozi, bowed his head and ground the herbs carefully.

Guo Lang Zhong picked up the herbs, while Deng Jin Gu had crushed the herbs in the grinding trough.

When he heard doctor Guo calling him, he ran to him.

"It's seven times as usual. When you go back, you can boil three bowls of water into one bowl of water. Take one for three times, one in the morning, one in the afternoon and one in the evening."

"Well, thank you, Dr. Guo." Deng Jingu reached out from his arms and felt the three copper plates in his arms before entering the door.

"How much is this medicine, Dr. Guo?"

Doctor Guo took a look at him, sighed and said, "we are not close to each other. I'd better go to Fucheng. My uncle dug it in his house. There are some herbs that are only produced there. I think it's cheaper."

After Deng Jingu owed a debt, he rushed back to Shangtang village with the seven herbs.

When he got home, all the men who came to help had gone back.

Ji Chunhua saw that he had come back, and his heart that was hanging in the air finally fell down. He scolded, "I just picked up two payments and came back to eat. What are you doing with so many payments? Don't you want money? Now the family is no better than before. Why don't you know to save yourself? Do you want to force my mother to die? "

"Niang, doctor Guo promised to owe the medicine money first, and I brought back the three copper plates."

The three copper plates didn't work. Knowing that his family was in trouble, Dr. Guo asked him to return them together next time.

When Ji Chunhua heard this, she became more and more angry: "how can I bring it back? Don't return it?"

The thought of her family made her feverish.

Seeing that his son was wet for most of his body again, he was so distressed that he finally said, "change your clothes and go to the kitchen to eat something. It's all hot in the pot."

She gave her little son two fried cakes and Deng Jingu two. She only ate some of the pumpkin soup left before. As for Lin Anxin, who was sick, she had no idea.

"I'll go in and take care of your father." Ji Chunhua turns around and shouts to Deng Jinsuo, "it won't rain for a while. You take a basket to pick some lentils and come back. You'll have boiled lentils tomorrow morning."

"I see, mother!" Deng Jinsuo didn't know what he was doing at Westinghouse, so he was very obedient.

"Bah, what bad luck!" Ji Chunhua takes a bad breath from the east wing, and then she goes into the room to take care of Deng Dalang.

Deng Dalang's right leg was hit by a carriage before. Although he was clamped and tied with a wooden board, the pain made him very uncomfortable. He was lying on the bed humming.

"What are you yelling at? It's annoying."

As soon as Ji Chunhua entered the room, Deng Dalang lost his temper with her.

"At the beginning, I raised my daughter for the Lin family, but I didn't want to save her life, but I brought back a loser. Only when there was a little copper plate in the family, I asked her to take out most of it. It's just getting better. I fell ill again this afternoon."

Deng Dalang's face sank and his eyes flashed.

"You said she was ill again?"

"Well, Jin Gu went to catch the herbal medicine. I went to see her before, and it really burned up again. What a big man! It's not a girl from a big family who falls down in the wind. Why is she so careless?"

Ji Chunhua mentions this stubble, in the heart blocked tightly.

When she was in charge of the family, she was already flustered. She didn't know what to do in the future. As a woman, she didn't know how to support the family.

Who knows that her daughter-in-law also costs money.

"Oh, Chunhua, it's hard for you. I'm afraid my legs are useless." Deng Dalang's heart is very subdued, how can heaven be so unfair?His family had been more and more miserable, but they didn't want to. It was a double whammy.