The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhulan shouted, “Eldest daughter-in-law, eldest daughter-in-law.”

Mrs. Li was lazy in the house, she was startled when she heard her mother-in-law’s voice, she almost fell off the kang, and hurriedly hugged her child, “Mother, what’s the matter!”

Zhu Lan supported her husband on the kang and said to Mrs Li, “Go and call the boss and the second to come back and ask them to go to Lizheng’s house to borrow an ox cart to take your father to see a doctor in the town.”

Only then did Mrs. Li notice the painful father-in-law and hurriedly ran away.

Zhulan got up to fetch water and twisted the handkerchief to wipe her husband’s forehead to cool down. The second daughter-in-law, Zhao Shi, was late with her stomach stretched out. She stood at the door and shed tears, as if weeping. Angrily Zhulan roared, ” If you can’t help, go back to the house, cry and cry, and be discouraged.”

Zhulan roared and did not control the volume, Zhao Shi wiped her tears and went out, Zhulan was too lazy to roll her eyes, the reputation of the evil mother-in-law must have become louder and louder.

All of Zhulan’s thoughts were on her original husband, not to mention how complicated her heart was. Her original husband couldn’t handle it, she felt relieved, but she couldn’t pass the test in her heart, and she was a living life.

After changing the handkerchief several times in a row, the husband’s forehead became less hot, and he muttered, “Water, water.”

Zhu Lan hurriedly changed the veil, got up and went to the hall to pour water. Fortunately, it was the beginning of autumn. It was not like there was no hot water in summer. The hot water that was newly boiled in the teapot in the morning was almost cold now. She carefully fed a bowl of water, see you The husband was relieved when he was more stable.

Busy on the kang, he took out the key, took out the money box, and now had no time to care about the property. He took out a few taels of silver, counted dozens of copper plates, and quickly locked it again.

She has experience in caring for patients. Her grandparents were hospitalized, and her father was busy. She was always there to accompany her. She took out the quilt and was almost ready.

The ox cart was covered with grass and then a quilt. Zhulan instructed to raise the grass on both sides to block the wind and make sure that it was not left behind. She took out the noon and evening food and handed it over to Mrs. Li before locking the door. Got in the car and left.

In ancient times, it was painful to ride in a car, the country roads were bumpy, the wheels were not damped, the road was bumpy, and people who didn’t get motion sickness, Zhulan also felt nauseated, and it took half an hour to reach the county seat.

Zhoujia Village was considered to be close to the county seat, and Zhulan dared not imagine how long it would take if it were far away.

Zhulan observed the surroundings curiously, her memory was different from what she saw with her own eyes. According to the geographical location, the place where Zhulan was located was actually closer to the capital. Human fairy.

The county seat is relatively prosperous. This is not an ancient city seen by tourists, but a real ancient city.

The book revolves around counterattacking the heroine. For the convenience of the heroine, in the background setting, women can set up women’s households, reconcile, and go out.

Along the way, Zhulan saw a lot of women on the street, including young ladies, women, and stall owners. Zhulan was also happy. She didn’t like the low status of women.

There are two medical clinics in the county, and Zhulan didn’t save money to go to the best one. It was probably due to the change of seasons. There were quite a few doctors. Zhulan watched her husband and her eldest son in line.

Because my grandfather owns a pharmacy restaurant, and my grandfather also knows some Chinese medicine, she admires Chinese medicine in a whisper, but unfortunately she has no talent. It has been more than 20 years, and she only remembers a few medicated recipes for recuperating her body, which she learned for her grandparents. of.

The second child ran over, “Mom, it’s time for Dad.”

Zhulan helped her husband up, touched her head, and it was not so hot. She was relieved and put her inside to lie down. Zhulan was nervous again.

The doctor let go of his pulse and said, “I was overthinking and caught a cold again, so the onset was fierce. It wasn’t a big deal. I prescribed medicine for three days, went back to fry and drank it, and came back for a follow-up three days later.”

Bamboo Orchid, “…”

Overthinking? Yuan Shen didn’t remember any worries at home.