After learning that Mrs. Lin saved him, Uncle Zhong had a better attitude towards the Lin family.
Not only was the accommodation money refunded, but a substantial gift money was also included as a thank you.
Mrs. Lin confiscated the gift, but Uncle Zhong was not happy.
"Old sister, how can a doctor not charge a consultation fee? You are so polite, I am embarrassed to let you continue to help me take care of my body."
Mrs. Lin couldn't refuse, so she could only propose a compromise: "I have a suggestion, brother, please listen to it."
"Our family fled from the north. We originally planned to find work in Fuhai Town so that we could settle down. Unexpectedly, the government issued new regulations. People who fled from the outside could only live in the city temporarily unless they were sold into slavery. For a while, When they arrive, they have to be chased away.”
Uncle Zhong nodded. The most talked about thing in the teahouse recently was the refugees.
When natural disasters strike, the lives of the people at the bottom are difficult. The court cannot leave the refugees alone and can only let them travel across mountains and rivers to find a living in wealthy places.
However, there are only a limited number of shops in a city that can recruit people. The refugees are willing to work for their hosts for no wages just for the sake of food.
When someone is employed, someone must be laid off. Of course the refugees are happy to have a place to stay, but the people who originally lived in the city are not happy.
The government had no choice but to set up new regulations to drive away some people who were unwilling to become lowly citizens, and left the remaining people as slaves of wealthy families. Firstly, it did not violate the original intention of the court, and secondly, it would not affect the survival of ordinary local people.
Uncle Zhong sighed and felt that it was not easy for the Lin family.
"If you can help me in any way, just say it. Although my Zhong family is not a wealthy family in Fuhai City, our ancestors have lived here for generations, so we still have some connections."
Mrs. Lin's eyes suddenly lit up and she saluted Uncle Zhong. Upon seeing this, Mrs. Lin and others, although they didn't understand what the old lady meant, they also followed her forward and saluted respectfully.
"Our family plans to leave Fuhai City in a while and settle in the surrounding villages. As you know, there are too many refugees now, and the local county government may not allow the victims to settle down. I hope... you can use your connections to help my family get it. A letter of introduction.”
When the Lin family heard this, their eyes flashed with eagerness. Yes, with the letter of introduction, they could settle in the new village without having to rush to the next city or turn back to their hometown. They all looked at Uncle Zhong eagerly.
"What a big deal, I don't care! When I feel better in a few days, I will go to the government office to ask Li Zheng for help. My son is also an official in the capital, so he still has some face!"
Uncle Zhong patted the bed board and agreed. His anxious heart sank. He had always thought that the Lin family was unable to speak and wanted him to help find a wealthy family to sell themselves to.
He just said that the Lin family's sons and daughters-in-law are capable, their grandchildren are also popular, and Old Mrs. Lin is quite accomplished in medical skills. It would be a pity for such a family to be sold into slavery. Even if Old Mrs. Lin had this idea, he would not I have to find a chance to stop her!
The Lin family was so happy that the troubles that had troubled the family were solved, and everyone was extremely grateful to Uncle Zhong and Aunt Zhong.
Mr. Lin laughed and said: "Uncle, don't worry, my mother has good medical skills. She will definitely cure your illness before we leave!"
Lin Laoer heard everyone's laughter and walked into the house. When he heard that Mr. Zhong had helped so much, he was full of energy. He happily carried the ax and chopped half a pile of firewood.
Mrs. Zheng also used her special skills to buy a lot of vegetables and made a simple but sumptuous dinner for the greedy Uncle Zhong.
Spinach mixed with ginger juice that clears heat and reduces inflammation, paired with refreshing sweet and sour soybean sprouts, and eggplant and kelp and mung bean soup mixed with garlic and green onion to promote digestion...
Thick and pulpy two-meter porridge, accompanied by various dishes on small plates, were neatly placed on Uncle Zhong's bedside.
His internal organs were instantly attracted by the aroma. If the back of his head hadn't been injured, which affected his eating speed, he would have eaten everything in minutes.
Especially the spinach mixed with ginger juice, it was soft, tender, delicious and fresh. He didn't know what secret seasoning was used. The richness of the taste actually made him feel like he had seen it before.
It's a bit like the taste that could only be produced by Jinyiyu Restaurant, which was famous all over the world.
Unfortunately, he only tasted it once. When he went back, the chef of Jinyiyu Restaurant had been recruited into the palace.
I heard that she later became a female official of the Shangshi Bureau, but because of something she committed, she was rejected and demoted by the officials. Now no one knows whether she is dead or alive.
What a pity...
Seeing that Uncle Zhong was eating happily, Mrs. Zheng was also happy: "Uncle, don't worry, I know a lot of dishes. You can rest assured and recover. Leave the food for these few days to me, and I will keep it until you are satisfied."
"Okay, okay, if others say this, I may not believe it, but I have tasted your craftsmanship."
Uncle Zhong's face was full of smiles and he couldn't stop smiling.
After the meal, Mrs. Lin changed the gauze on his head. After a few instructions, she wrote a prescription for Mr. Lin to get the medicine.
For several days, while the Lin family took care of Uncle Zhong, they were also busy packing things for their trip.
Lin Laoer carried Uncle Zhong on his back every day and lay on the deck chair in the yard to bask in the sun. Xiangyun was held in Lao Lin's arms, listening to the two old people chatting about their daily life.
When Mrs. Lin was young, she was not the kind of woman who stayed at home doing embroidery. She often walked around the streets and followed her master to practice medicine and save people, and she heard a lot of stories along the way.
The same goes for Uncle Zhong. Because of his delicious mouth, he often travels to various places to taste local delicacies.
When I was young, I even published a travel diary, which was dedicated to recording the delicacies of various places in Daqian. Unexpectedly, it sold well, so that when I look back on it when I am older, I still feel smug and proud.
Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Zhang were sitting by picking vegetables, occasionally interjecting a few words. Aunt Zhong was waiting by the medicine jar, waving a cattail leaf fan, trying to tease Uncle Zhong.
Three and a half boys gathered together to tease the crickets in the corner. Lin Tianfu grabbed the hay and approached the cow's mouth. The cow snorted hot air from its nose. He stepped back a few steps on his short legs and repeated it several times, never getting tired of it.
On a sunny afternoon, everyone in the yard was chatting and laughing. When they got together, it was like fireworks. When they spread out, they looked like the human world. The days were spent leisurely and comfortably.
Xiangyun, who was drowsy from the sun, suddenly heard familiar footsteps outside the courtyard door. He looked towards the door and saw that it was Lin Laosan who had gone to grab medicine and was back.
She waved her little chubby hands, waiting for her father to pick her up and lift her up. But today, Lin Laosan was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. Instead of saying hello to everyone in the yard, she covered her cheeks and hurriedly walked into the house, looking really serious. strangeness.
Zheng's sharp eyes saw the injuries on her husband's face and she exclaimed.
"Saburo! What happened to your face! Where was the injury?"
