Chapter 8 Is he sick
Seeing Li Lian's expression turn strange, Yu Tingwan added slowly.
"But you have to be responsible, and you can't be a street kid who doesn't do his job properly. You have to be honest at home, and you can't hit me."
Li Lian thought thoughtfully, thinking of Yu Tingwan's experience, and felt I made some guesses, and I couldn't help but feel pity, and figured out the pros and cons.
She didn’t hesitate and thought about it carefully.
The Hu family is only afraid of having a talented scholar, and those who want to be in-laws with the Hu family will naturally downplay their prejudice against Yu Tingwan, and even worry about the girl's appearance.
“The four generations of the Zhu family in our village are Ding Xingwang. The four sons have not married and have strong births, but they are all good at working in the fields, and they will all be good young people.”< br>
“The sons of the Zhu family are all filial, but this mother-in-law of the Zhu family They had to take medicine every day because of their illness, so the marriage has been postponed until now."
"But the family is sensible. If you marry the eldest son, it will be harder in the first few years, and you will have more worries in the future. Not having a good life? "
No, she can't bear this hardship.
Zhu's mother is ill, and as the daughter-in-law, she has to take care of her at the bedside.
She has to take care of the housework and take care of it inside and out.
Not to mention making medicine and cooking, as a junior and the eldest sister-in-law, in addition to washing the clothes of the four brothers, she also had to wash the clothes of the elder above her.
It was simply worse than being in the Hu family.
Then what is she planning?
She is getting married, not working as a slave.
Yu Tingwan asked without hesitation: "Does mother-in-law have any other suitable candidates?"
Li Lian was easy to talk to: "What do you think of the son of the widow of the Shi family? They The family is simple, so the younger generation works as a bookkeeper in the town. "
The Shi family has one of the best conditions in Xilin Village.
Yu Tingwan shook his head: "Widow Shi regards her son as her darling, and she should look down on me because of her arrogance. I don't ask for much, at least my mother-in-law must be sensible."
This time, Li Lian was in trouble.
Who doesn’t go from daughter-in-law to mother-in-law?
If it weren’t for the Shi family’s son looking for a wife based solely on his looks, how many girls in the village would be rushing to get married,
Li Lian would have a headache.
“I have another one here.”
"You also know that my family will buy pigs from Gaojia Village next door every Chinese New Year. During this time, I got in touch with Butcher Wu. This man has a withdrawn temper and is five years older than you. He is the only one left in the family, and the elders have long since disappeared. "
She hesitated for a long time: "Although I don't have to worry about eating meat after getting married, but..."
"But I can't be ignorant. Conscience will introduce you.”
“That guy is nice and generous, but he has a withdrawn temper and doesn’t like to talk. He is tall and intimidating, but he was born with a missing left hand. One finger is quite unlucky and unlucky. Who dares to be his wife?"
Yu Tingwan's eyes lit up, there is such a great thing!
What's wrong with the four fingers? How is it inferior to relying on your hands to support yourself?
My dad worked in a escort agency in the early years. He had an ugly scar on his right cheek, like a centipede. What he often said was.
【Your mother had a hard life in the first half of her life. If you follow me, you will have to eat the best food, wear the most beautiful clothes, and live in the best house. 】
She thinks dad is the most handsome!
Yu Tingwan introduced himself: "Me!"
There is no need to serve the parents-in-law, and there are no disputes between sisters-in-law.
What's wrong with the bad temper? She's not easy to mess with either!
Li Lian:? ? ?
You are serious! ?
But you and Butcher Wu are not worthy of each other.
She recognized Yu Tingwan's expression, and it didn't look like he was faking it.
Li Lian can’t understand it, but respects it!
Yu Tingwan smiled without any embarrassment: "It depends on when he has free time, my mother-in-law might as well arrange for us to meet."
Country people don't have so many rules, and Wang's kind of thing Farce, Li didn't think these words were unexpected.
If the two of them don't dislike each other and live a down-to-earth life, it will be a good marriage.
If you think about it carefully, maybe it can be done. Li Lian slapped her thigh: "Okay, just wait until I believe it."
As soon as Li Lian left, Wang rushed in.
She looked at Yu Tingwan with a gloomy face.
“What did you say to Li Lian?”
We have been chatting for so long! Don't say bad things about her, otherwise why would Li Lian glare at her before leaving!
Thinking of the comments made by the villagers just now, Wang felt ashamed and angry.
Yu Tingwan stopped smiling and his expression became lighter.
“Want to know?”
Wang:?
Yu Tingwan whispered softly: "Just guess."
Wang:? ? Now that someone is supporting you, you are lawless!
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Old Qian has been walking with a wind these days.
His medical skills are not good, but he is also aware of Wei Shen's condition.
When the villagers brought the person over, he took one look and asked Madam Shouzhong to prepare for the funeral. But he couldn't bear the person's pleading, so he left the person behind.
Old man Qian had no choice but to stuff a piece of old wild ginseng into his mouth every day.
That Wei Shen hasn’t died yet! !
There is hope.
Wei Shouzhong ran back to find Mrs. Wei, and Huiniang also went back to her parents' house to borrow money, hoping to wait until the road blockade was lifted to send her son to the hospital in the town.
It was almost noon, old man Qian picked up the medicine box and went next door to change the medicine.
The light in the room was dim, and the man on the couch looked as pale as paper. He didn't know when he opened his eyes.
He leaned against the wall, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and slowly raised his eyes. His eyes were empty, but they seemed to be rolling in a turbulent wave.
At this glance, Old Qian's spine went cold.
The snow is falling harder, as if it is destroying something.
When Wei Shouzhong came over with his money bag in hand, he saw old man Qian running out of the house in a hurry.
"Quick, go get the clay pot on the table next door!"
Old man Qian left these words and turned back.
Wei Shouzhong was panicked, so he went to the next door to pick up the clay pot and rushed into the house.
His vision was bright red, blood spurted out from Alang's chest, and half of his body was covered in blood.
Old Man Qian looked solemn and tried to hold his wound, but the warm liquid still rushed out from his fingers.
“Didn’t this wound stop a few days ago?”
Wei Shouzhong’s legs went weak and he knelt down with a bang: “Doctor Qian, please save A Lang. "
"I beg you to prescribe the best medicine. If the money is not enough, we and I will try to get it together."
Old man Qian has a bad temper, but he doesn't dare to be vague when it comes to human life. .
"Okay, it's useless to beg me. If the bleeding can't be stopped, there's nothing I can do."
Dr. Qian's expression was solemn, with sweat on his forehead. He grabbed the clay pot and applied the hemostatic powder to the wound. Up and down.
"Go get some basins of water! It needs to be boiled."
With his eyes red, Wei Shouzhong put down the cloth bag containing the silver and ran outside.
Times are tough.
I don't know how long it took, but Old Man Qian let out a long sigh of relief.
Wei Shouzhong was worried: "Doctor Qian, how is Alang?"
"Your son is sick."
Wei Shouzhong: "Yes, this Isn’t he being treated?”
Old man Qian didn’t rush to wash his hands: “He just woke up”
Wei Shouzhong:! ! !
He was ecstatic: "Really!"
"Don't be happy too early."
Old Man Qian: "He just asked me if I had a knife? I said no , but there are scissors. He was very polite when he took it."
Wei Shouzhong was pleased, but he was confused: "What does he want the scissors for?"
Old Man Qian looked strange: "Poke the wound."
That's neat and simple.
Wei Shouzhong:? ? ?
Old man Qian couldn't explain what he said: "After stabbing him, he pulled it out again. He lay down and closed his eyes and thought my scissors were too weak."
"Do you think he is mentally ill?"< br>
The female geese are going to see each other.
Wei Zhao: Don’t panic, I’ll stab myself first.
(End of this chapter)