Mrs. Lin coaxed her granddaughter to take a nap in the cradle while giving Ayao acupuncture. She earned her reputation bit by bit. The villagers had never seen her medical skills and did not believe it was normal.
No matter who it is, between the famous old doctor and the unknown new doctor, he will choose the former.
As long as she completely cures A Yao's ear disease and Qing Niang's leg injury, the villagers will naturally believe her if she sees it.
Just as Mrs. Lin was about to pull out the last silver needle, a familiar female voice came from the door of the courtyard.
"Auntie, I'm here to remove the boards."
Ayao turned her head, and the silver needle slipped out of Mrs. Lin's hand and dangled on her head twice.
"It seems a lot better. Can you hear the sound from such a distance?"
"My aunt is very skilled in medicine, thank you very much, aunt."
The tips of the young man's ears turned red, and he quickly looked away, but unexpectedly his eyes met the baby girl who had woken up in the cradle at some unknown time.
The "I know everything" expression on Xiangyun's face fell into the boy's eyes, turning into the ignorance of a baby who has just woken up.
He lowered his head to tease the baby, not daring to raise his head at all. Only Xiangyun saw his eyes that were so flustered that he only dared to glance around with his peripheral vision.
Secret love is a person's chaos, and a boy's feelings are always poetry!
She is a fake baby with old cucumber and green paint. When I look at it, I can’t help but want to say, boy, your idea is very dangerous.
Qing Niang is an engaged person, and regardless of how little Ding Maoshan is, the two of them are a legitimate couple until the two families cancel their engagement.
In this era where women's reputation is extremely important, any bit of sexy news can kill them.
"It's been a hundred days since I injured my muscles and bones. Even after taking off the board, I have to rest more at home. This time my leg was seriously injured. Fortunately, you are young and can recover quickly. You don't have to worry about walking problems in the future."
Mrs. Lin ordered Mrs. Zhang to get two pairs of pounded ointment and asked Qingniang to go back and apply it. "This is enough for two days. When it is used up, I will ask Shengnan to deliver it to you, so that you don't have to run back and forth."
Qingniang quickly took it and nodded to Mrs. Zhang to thank her.
"Thank you, Sister-in-law Zhang. I will ask my sister-in-law to come back with me later. I have prepared ten kilograms of rice and five kilograms of white flour. I originally wanted to bring them myself, but they are too heavy and cannot be carried..."
Mrs. Zhang waved her hands cheerfully: "I'll do it, I'll do it, no one is more suitable to do this than me." After saying that, she helped Qing Niang out of the hospital.
"Hey!" Xiangyun opened his round eyes and looked at Qingniang with open arms. Every time the pretty girl came over, he would hug her and kiss her for a while. I haven't hugged her yet today.
"Look how I forgot. My Abao likes Qing Niang. Please sit down for a while and keep company with this girl."
Qing Niang smiled shyly and sat down next to the cradle. When she raised her eyes and met the young man's gaze, they both lowered their heads in unison.
Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Zhang were busy preparing medicine. Cao Tongguang went to the yard to chat with Mrs. Lin. Their breathing could be heard clearly in the room.
"I haven't found an opportunity these days...thank you for that night."
Qingniang's voice was so soft that Xiangyun thought she was hearing something. She stared back and forth between the two of them with her dark eyes.
The girl knew that Ayao couldn't hear clearly, so she boldly recounted the details of the night she was rescued, each word with deep nostalgia.
The starry sky at night, the fireflies flying all over the grass, the girl who rolled down the cliff and called for help to no avail, and the boy who appeared like a divine soldier from the sky...
Xiangyun was lying in his swaddling clothes, feeling like screaming when he heard this one-word poem: wonderful.
After Qing Niang left, Ayao still kept playing with the cradle, staring at something in a daze.
I don’t know how long it took before I slowly uttered three words.
"You're welcome."
Xiangyun, who had witnessed the whole gossip, couldn't find anyone to talk to, and he felt heart-wrenching and uncomfortable. Until dinner time, he still twisted his buttocks and rubbed against Zheng's arms.
"What's wrong with Po? He's been feeling like he's been covered in lice all afternoon, and he hasn't stopped at all."
"Isn't it too boring to lie down for a day? In total, Bao is already three months old. A child of this age can start to exercise lying on his stomach."
Mrs. Zhang took Xiangyun and asked her to try lying on the bed.
Xiangyun's chest was pressed against the bed board, and he pulled hard with his little arms and legs, trying to raise his head, but his neck was so weak that he couldn't lift it up despite all his efforts.
"Uh huh huh!" Xiangyun felt miserable because his small body could not do anything.
Tianji came back from playing wildly outside the house and laughed out loud when he saw his sister's helpless appearance.
"My sister is like a bastard in the lake! Hahaha..."
"Puff..." Upon hearing this, Xiangyun stopped moving his arms and legs, spitting bubbles to vent his dissatisfaction, moaning and about to cry.
Mrs. Lin came over in a wheelchair, picked up her granddaughter and rocked her gently, coaxing her gently.
"Don't listen to your third brother's nonsense, we are not a bastard, we are a koi carp that attracts good luck!"
The autumn harvest is coming to an end. In the past few days, the men in the family have been very busy with their big oxen. In order to leave a good impression on the Lin family in the village, they have taken the initiative to help with farm work for those who are short of labor.
A few days ago, there was an elderly couple. In their early years, their two sons were drafted into the army. Neither of them survived the war.
The old man is old and lives on three acres of thin farmland. His legs and feet are inconvenient and he cannot do farm work. The villagers respect the two elders and are willing to help share any difficulties they have.
The Lin family took the initiative to help, which really created a good impression among the villagers.
The two old couples held the hands of the sons of the Lin family, their eyes red and red: "Good people, it's a good thing that your family can settle in the village!"
The three brothers worked quickly and finished the work in the field in two days.
Then he helped three or four families in a row, all of which were mostly old, young, sick and disabled. Every time he went to a house, he received a warm welcome.
But the people who helped in the past two days put the Lin family in trouble.
Widow Qian lives in the south of the village. Her husband died two years ago, leaving behind a young daughter-in-law and an older son. The mother and son depend on each other. It stands to reason that the villagers should take more care of her, but for some reason, the villagers mention Widow Qian’s face. There was a look of disdain on everyone.
The Lin family didn't know about it at first, until Boss Lin led the ox into Qian's yard and put the cut rice on the stone mill to peel off the skin. Widow Qian came over with her waist twisted and wanted to wipe his sweat with a handkerchief.
"Brother, you are so hot that you are sweating on your chest. Let me wipe it for you..."
Boss Lin was so frightened that he dropped the rice stalks on the spot, his eyes widened, and the way he looked at Widow Qian was like looking at a savage beast.
Seeing his confused look, Widow Qian wanted to give up, but when she saw his strong body, she felt an itch in her heart for no reason. She pretended that her feet were unsteady and she was about to pounce on the man.
