Chapter 10： Not poisonous

Chapter 10 Not poisonous

"Mother, the medicine is almost cold."

Jiaojiao slid off her mother, took the elder brother's hand and walked to the stove. Wang Qiusheng hesitated while looking at the bowl of medicine. The younger sister is smart. Although these medicinal materials are familiar, the unknown dosage makes people feel a little worried.

"Jiaojiao, the prescription prescribed by Dr. Li is slightly different from yours. Why does mother hear that there is an extra medicinal ingredient? Please tell mother what medicinal ingredient is in it just now."

Liu Zhihua coaxed her daughter to the side, winked at Qiusheng, and signaled to replace the soup in the bowl with water.

Jiaojiao raised her eyes and saw her mother winking at her eldest brother. Although she was a human being for the first time, she was not stupid as a century-old ginseng essence, so her mother obviously didn't believe her.

Jiaojiao's mouth was deflated, and she said in a slightly depressed tone: "Mother, the extra ones are ginseng whiskers, I won't harm elder brother."

Liu Zhihua coughed lightly, but she didn't expect to be caught by Jiaojiao, and hurriedly hugged her daughter up and coaxed her: "Jiaojiao, mother is afraid that the amount of medicine you pick is different from that of Dr. Li, and some herbs can kill you if you add too much. Your eldest brother can't stand the torment, when Dr. Li comes back, Jiaojiao will cook it after asking Grandpa Li."

Jiaojiao's big dark eyes were full of seriousness and said: "Mother, the medicinal materials I picked are not poisonous, and ginseng root is still a good medicine for curing diseases."

She is very familiar with these plants. They are non-toxic and harmless, and they will never poison people to death.

Liu Zhihua choked, seeing her daughter's bright black and white eyes full of seriousness, she didn't know how to persuade her.

Jiaojiao has never studied medicine, so even if the soup boiled in this way is non-toxic, it is definitely not as effective as the medicine prescribed by Dr. Li, and the weeds in the backyard are not sure whether they are medicinal materials. ,

At this time, Qiu Sheng looked at the little girl and asked, "Jiaojiao, you just said ginseng beard, but is it the beard of ginseng?"

Jiaojiao nodded obediently, "Yes."

Qiu Sheng shook his head and smiled, and explained: "I'm afraid Jiaojiao made a mistake. Ginseng is worth thousands of gold, and it is very rare in medicine stores. How can it be so easy to find?"

Jiaojiao pouted, wanting to explain but didn't know how to start. Seeing the medicine, she ran over with short legs and took a sip.

"Jiaojiao!"

"Little sister!"

Liu Zhihua was so frightened by her daughter's actions that she staggered forward and hugged her daughter, crying and shouting: "Jiaojiao! Hurry up and spit out the medicine you took."

My daughter already has heart disease, so what can I do if I drink it like this!

Qiu Sheng looked anxious, hurriedly opened his mouth and coaxed: "Little sister, spit it out quickly..."

Jiaojiao had already swallowed the medicine. Seeing that Mother and elder brother were in such a hurry, she hugged Mother's neck and explained: "The medicine Jiaojiao drank is not poisonous, it is really not poisonous."

Speaking, Jiaojiao said to her elder brother again: "Brother, the medicine is getting cold. Grandpa Li said you can't drink cold medicine."

Qiu Sheng was already impatient. Hearing what his sister said, he was afraid that she would take another sip, so he picked up the medicine on the table and drank it without thinking.

He was also nervous at first, but the medicine he took in was extraordinarily sweet. I don't know if it was a psychological effect or something, and he suddenly felt much refreshed.

Liu Zhihua looked back and saw that her son had drunk too, so she just sat on the ground and patted her legs and cried, "God! If something happens between me, Jiaojiao and Qiusheng today, I will die..."

Jiaojiao looked at her mother like this, and walked around the yard with arrogance and arrogance. A pair of big, round black eyes on Bai Nuo's small face were exquisite and energetic, and she shouted: "Mother, you look fine."

Liu Zhihua wiped away her tears, "Baby, are you really uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Jiaojiao walked around on her short legs, her cheeks were slightly red from the exercise, and her small mouth was bright red.

Liu Zhihua realized that the medicine should be non-toxic, so she hurriedly got up and patted the dirt on her body, walked over, hugged Guaibao in her arms and kissed, sighed with lingering fear: "Jiaojiao, don't scare your mother like this next time." , I don’t want to live without your mother.”

"Mother, Jiaojiao won't lie to you." As she spoke, Jiaojiao took out a small cotton kerchief and carefully wiped away the remaining tears on her mother's cheeks.

Liu Zhihua's heart softened, and she hugged her daughter and hurried to see her son again, and asked worriedly, "Qiu Sheng, Jiaojiao is fine, are you feeling unwell?"

"Mother, I'm not feeling well." Qiu Sheng shook his head, at the moment his stomach was warm, and it seemed that something was running through his limbs, and his whole body felt an unprecedented sense of lightness.

"Brother, I have to continue to drink medicine tomorrow, so that all the illnesses will be driven away." Jiaojiao's face was full of serious instructions.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng inexplicably believed that the little girl really knew the medicinal materials, so he responded with a smile: "Okay, brother, listen to Jiaojiao."

Liu Zhihua frowned when she heard this, and was about to say something, but the words stopped on the edge of her mouth.

Hey, forget it.

Anyway, this medicine is not poisonous.

Qiu Sheng didn't feel unwell, so let them go.

After all this tossing, it's getting late.

Liu Zhihua wanted to go up the hill to sow peanuts. An Dun Qiusheng took care of Jiaojiao, and she went out with a wooden shovel on her shoulder.

Xiao Li was still sound asleep, Qiu Sheng dragged his younger sister to discuss that he would go back to the house to copy the books, and if he finished copying earlier, he would be able to get money earlier, which would reduce the burden on the family.

Jiaojiao nodded obediently when she heard the words, "Okay, big brother copies books to make money, Jiaojiao doesn't bother me."

Qiu Sheng smiled and patted the little girl's head, then carried her back to the earthen house.

The Wang family has four earthen houses, although they are the most dilapidated houses in the village. But Liu Zhihua is very diligent and keeps the house very clean.

Wang Qiusheng’s room has large wooden windows, allowing the outside light to come in completely. In addition to the earth kang, there is also a small solid wood desk with a few sheets of rice paper and an old and rough writing brush on it.

Although the environment is poor, Qiu Sheng's brows and eyes are shining, obviously he likes this simple desk very much.

While copying the notebook, he told his sister the stories in the notebook.

"In the thirty-sixth year of the state of Jin, there was a great disaster. The locusts crossed the border and no grass grew, and the plague broke out everywhere, and the people suffered unspeakably. At this time, a young celestial master appeared. He was only twelve years old. Covering hands as rain, the disaster was resolved in just a few days, and the emperor specially canonized him as a national teacher..."

Jiaojiao leaned over to read the words written by the eldest brother while listening to her chin.

Qiu Sheng took the brush to describe without rushing, the brush barrel was a little cracked, the hair on the tip of the brush was rough and frayed at the edge, but the characters written on the paper were small and delicate.

Jiaojiao stared at it without blinking, seeing the beautiful words written by the messy ball of pens, her eyes lit up in surprise.

The more you look at it, the more miraculous it becomes. The little hands who are eager to try also learn to write on the table. While writing, they read after the elder brother, "National Teacher."

After hearing this, Qiu Sheng raised his eyes and saw that the younger sister was learning to write with her small hands on the table, and the writing was still decent.

He put down his pen and said with a smile, "Jiaojiao, will big brother teach you how to write in the future?"

(end of this chapter)