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Since then, Xiao Ming's life has calmed down, and Liu Fushun has never appeared in front of her again.
Actually, she doesn't care if Liu Fushun wants to sell fake wine and fake cans. Counterfeiting is a product of profit, and if it wasn't him, it could be someone else. Neither Liu Fushun nor Xiao Ming cares, because no one has space. The key to her victory lies in the space spring water.
The fruit wine brewed from spring water in her dimension would be fake.
The space is in my hand, and I have the world.
It's strange that while he was selling fake wine, he didn't forget to target her, threaten her, and want all her goods, even the formula, which is unforgivable.
Xiao Ming asked Uncle Ming and Aunt Ming to pay attention to the accidental death of children in Shiliba Village. Sanzhu would be asked to send medical records back, and Xiao Ming became accustomed to it as time went by. He didn't care about who was sick, and just focused on researching the prescription.
In a blink of an eye, the winter solstice is coming.
Winter cold wave, this winter is particularly cold, and many people have contracted typhoid fever, but don't worry even if you get sick, it is close to Xiao Ming's house, so you can just go to Xiao's house to get a pair of medicine.
A pair of medicines is not expensive and can cure illnesses.
Therefore, in the past two days, people have come to Xiao's house to ask for medicine from time to time.
In the afternoon, Xiao Ming sent away the last patient, packed up and left the pharmacy. She looked at the time and saw that Yi Feng had not come back from picking up someone in town. Yi’s mother and her godmother Song were discussing what to embroider on their clothes in the yard. The flowers are beautiful.
Xiao Ming paused as she entered the yard, then quietly retracted her foot and quietly retreated.
Needlework and other things have never been her thing. If she is caught, she will have to say something, so it is better to avoid it.
Xiao Ming simply went to the Xia family to take care of the medicine garden. Since the last time she supported the northwest, a lot of medicine in the medicine garden had been removed. Xiao Ming worked hard for a month and replenished it.
Jiang Sihai has been to the northwest for more than two months. He went in the autumn and it is time to return in the winter.
The grain and grass must have been delivered. There was no news that the imperial court had increased the amount of grain. I think the grain must have been delivered safely.
I just don’t know if I’ve seen him yet.
Thinking of this, Xiao Ming stood up with a medicine shovel. It was bitter cold in the northwest, bad weather, and enemy attacks from time to time. She didn't know what happened to the soldiers guarding the city.
I wonder how he is doing?
Boom, boom, boom..., the bell rang, and school was over at Qingshanyuan.
Xiao Ming's silent thoughts were awakened by the sound of a bell. Looking at the Bupleurum that was split into two pieces at her feet, Xiao Ming had no interest in cleaning up and simply put down the medicine shovel and exited the Xia house.
In Qingshan Courtyard, it was time for school to end, and many parents were lining up to take their children home. After Xiao Ming's strong request, these people accepted their fate and really regarded taking them to and from school as a Got a task to do.
After children have accidents from time to time, many people are more dedicated to picking up and dropping off their children.
The area outside Qingshan Courtyard was as noisy as a vegetable market. Those who had received their children naturally dragged their children home, while those who had not received their children had to yell and urge them a few times.
Liu Jisheng was maintaining order, shouting from time to time: "Line up, don't be in a hurry or anything like that." He shouted so loudly that his voice started to smoke.
Xiao Ming took one look and walked straight back to Xiao's house.
After entering the door, Mrs. Yi and Ms. Song were still talking and laughing about the embroidery style. Xiao Ming stroked her forehead. This topic was a bit long!
Sure enough, people with similar interests can never run out of things to talk about.
"Sister Ming is back, come and see if the pattern I embroidered looks good." Mrs. Song caught Xiao Ming and called her over.
"Yeah." Xiao Ming had no choice but to bite the bullet, as she couldn't run away this time.
Taking the embroidery sample handed over by Madam Song, she looked at it carefully. Her eyes lit up when she saw it. The butterfly and peonies were embroidered as if they were alive. The embroidery skills were incredible. She raised her head and glanced at Mother Yi. It must be hers. Handwriting.
"It's very beautiful, lifelike." She has seen Mother Yi's skills before. Every piece of clothing she and Xiao Hanyu'er have has patterns embroidered by her.
Sure enough, Mrs. Song said with a smile: "This is what Mother Yi taught me. Look at how beautiful the peony color is. I'm going to embroider a coat for your eldest sister. Wearing it will definitely give you face when you go out to entertain guests." Mrs. Song said She kept stroking the peonies on it. She was a self-aware person, and her prowess in red was as good as that of Mother Yi. In the past, Xiao Ming's three clothes were either bought or simply made by her. Since Mother Yi, After arriving, Yi's mother completely took over the clothes of Xiao Ming and the three of them, and she and Aunt Ming were responsible for the clothes of the children at home.
She would never be able to make such a delicate pattern.
Thinking back to making a decent dress for my daughter, I chose several designs but was still not satisfied, so I turned to Yi’s mother for help.
"Madam is overrated. It's because of her skillful hands. The eldest lady has fair skin and a slender figure. She will look good in this." Mother Yi said calmly.
"It's your ingenuity. If it weren't for you, how could I have embroidered such beautiful patterns?" Mrs. Song said happily, then raised her head and said to Xiao Ming: "Sister Ming, if you have nothing to do, you still have to learn more from Mother Yi. You With such great medical skills, a female celebrity will definitely succeed. If she doesn't study, she will be better and stand out. When she gets married, she will make some underwear and socks for her husband." Mrs. Song changed her words and turned to Xiao Ming again.
Not big ones, just make some simple assemblies like underwear and socks. We can’t buy everything the men in the family wear under the clothes from outside. It would be outrageous if word spread.
Xiao Ming: "..." Look! here we go again.
Xiao Ming was helpless and had to change the subject: "Has Yu'er come back? Why didn't you see him?"
"I came back early and went to play with Anzi Tiezhu and Wang Lian." After Mrs. Song finished speaking, she brought the topic back: "I said you should learn from Yi's mother when you have free time. You are so good with silver needles." "Although the embroidery needle is shorter and thinner than the silver needle, it won't hurt your hand as long as you are careful and slow... Hey, where are you going?"
As Mrs. Song said, she saw Xiao Ming running out quickly. She could see the look of escape from the rapid pace.
Mrs. Song was confused, could it be...
"I'm going to see Yu'er."
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ming was out of the door, and no trace of her clothes could be seen. Mrs. Song could only sigh dryly at Yi's mother: "Look at this child, letting her learn to be a female celebrity is like killing her. In the future, she will marry What should I do if I die?"
Mother Yi didn't take her worries about the Song family seriously. Which of those ladies from the official family held an embroidery needle every day?
Needlework is the job of the embroiderer. As long as she has money, she can choose any exquisite embroidery pattern or large screen.
The most important thing they don't need when they have girls is a good wife.
"I'm talking about you! You didn't help to persuade her." Seeing that Yi's mother was silent, Ms. Song complained.
"Haha." Mother Yi smiled lightly and said to herself: "You don't understand my worries!" Fortunately, you didn't know about Liu Fushun being beaten by the girl, otherwise you shouldn't be worried about the girl learning needlework. '
It’s so uncomfortable to hold in one’s sadness~~
Looking at Mrs. Song who was nagging and worried, Mother Yi suddenly felt melancholy, like everyone else was drunk and I was alone.
"Where have you been?" Xiao Ming stood in the empty yard outside the gate, looking left and right but didn't find Xiao Yu.
I must have gone to the river to play again. I thought to myself and walked towards the river.
But Xiao Ming walked around the river but didn't find Xiao Yu. He also went to several places where Xiao Yu often played but didn't see anyone.
Xiao Ming couldn't help but become anxious. There was no one here. Could it be that they were going to the village chief's house to play?
Thinking in her mind, Xiao Ming was about to go up the wooden bridge to the village chief's house, but she heard the sound of horse hooves behind her. Xiao Ming looked back and saw a carriage approaching her.
"Girl, give way." The driver was a man in his thirties, wearing a straw hat and speaking with a foreign accent. When he saw Xiao Ming retreating to the wooden bridge, he flicked his whip and drove the carriage to get on the wooden bridge. bridge.
Xiao Ming stood aside, waiting for the carriage to cross the wooden bridge. She couldn't help but guess whose carriage came to pick up the children from school. However, she had not heard of anyone who had a carriage to pick up the children from school. Her accent sounded like it was from out of town. Could it be... …'
Suddenly, Xiao Ming had a bad premonition. When she looked up, the carriage was speeding past her, and a familiar medicinal smell hit her face. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Good Doctor", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find close friends~
