Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 514 I won’t marry

Jiang Ning was his playmate, although whenever they chatted it was Jiang Kang who talked about Jiang Fubao.

But Jiang Ning was still happy to listen.

After all, her father didn't love her, her mother didn't care about her, she was beaten from time to time, and she didn't have enough to eat. From the time she could remember until now, she had no happy memories in her life.

Jiang Kang's words, like a story, entered her mind and began to take root.

Old Chen from the same village had just finished his meal.

Different from the warmth of Jiang Zhuzi's home.

Everyone in Old Chen's family looked sad.

Chen Tianfeng collapsed on the bed, his face full of despair. His wounds had healed long ago, but deep scars were left behind.

So many days have passed, and except for being helped by his grandfather and his wife to move around every day, he has been lying in bed all the time.

It would be more accurate to say that he was being dragged rather than moved.

Because below the waist, there is no feeling.

Every day when looking at the beams, Chen Tianfeng had thoughts of death.

"Brother, I got you some bamboo, which has already been cut into strips. You'll be bored lying down anyway, so start weaving bamboo baskets from tomorrow. I'll take some to town to sell, and that way our family can have a better life."

The appearance of Chen Hongxia broke the silence in the room.

Wang Ruer, who was sitting on the bed wiping her tears, looked up at her sister-in-law.

Chen Tianfeng also looked over there. His upper body could move, so he was half lying on the bed.

"Okay." Chen Tianfeng's eyes flashed, and after thinking for a long time, he only uttered one word.

His sister has given so much for him, how dare he die.

Chen Tianfeng knew that his sister got these bamboo strips because she was afraid that he would lie around with nothing to do and would start to think too much. He could not make much money by selling bamboo baskets.

At most I can edit ten in a month, and earning twenty or thirty cents is good enough.

There wasn’t even enough money to pay for his medicine.

"Hongxia, I will ask a matchmaker to find you a husband tomorrow. We can't put it off any longer. The New Year is coming soon. After the New Year, you will be eighteen, and you will really be an old maid. Don't mention how harsh the words of the old women in the village will be. I'm afraid you can't stand it."

Wang Ruer's eyes were red, and she pulled Chen Hongxia's hand to persuade her.

"Sister-in-law, please stop talking. I won't get married. I have already decided that I will never get married in this life. Don't say this again. I am a little tired from cutting bamboo today. I will go back to sleep first.

By the way, I have made an agreement with Brother Jiang Cheng that he will park the ox cart at the door tomorrow, and Grandpa and I will take Brother to town. It is the day when Miss Fubao will give Brother acupuncture. "

Chen Hongxia pulled her hand away, turned around and left.

Her tone was firm.

"I'm the one who dragged her down. I owe Hongxia too much in this life. I hope I can stand up again in the future. The moonlight is bright today. I've slept all day and I'm very energetic. Bring the bamboo strips to the bedside and I'll weave more bamboo baskets. The more money I make, the better. I can't let you get too tired."

Chen Tianfeng supported himself on the bed and tried to lie down, but unfortunately he had no feeling in his waist and could not sit still.

He had no choice but to weave the bamboo basket in a very uncomfortable posture.

Wang Ruer and her two children had fallen asleep.

The window was opened a corner.

A cold wind blew in.

Chen Tianfeng covered his wife and children with quilts and continued to weave bamboo baskets.

In the second half of the night, when the moon hid in the clouds and the light disappeared, he put down the bamboo stick and hugged Wang Ruer to sleep.

At the beginning of the Si hour, Jiang Fubao and Pan Erya came to the clinic.

Daner Daqian and others arrived at the beginning of the morning.

The clinic was cleaned thoroughly and the charcoal stove was burning hot.

As soon as he entered the clinic, he felt hot and Jiang Fubao took off his cloak and put it in Pan Erya's hand.

"Miss, please warm your hands with the hot water bottle." Without waiting for her to sit down, Luer brought a hot hot water bottle.

Jiang Fubao's hands were frozen.

The snow melted a little and started to freeze.

Today is colder than yesterday.

"No one has arrived yet?" Jiang Fubao asked casually. A clinic is different from a restaurant or a hotel. The guests are always weird.

Calling them patients will make those who come to eat unhappy.

Therefore, Jiang Fubao is collectively referred to as human beings.

"Not yet, but the second young lady is already making the broth." Dan'er answered her.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man who coughed every two steps entered the clinic.

Jiang Fubao put down the hot water bottle and began to take the patient's pulse.

Her cold little hands have warmed up.

"Cold air has entered your body and you've caught a cold. It's not serious. I'll prescribe you a prescription. Do you want to get it from me?" Jiang Fubao put her hand down, picked up the pen on the table, dipped it in the ink that Dan'er had just ground, and asked as she wrote.

"Just catch it here, I'm too lazy to run." The man who came to see the doctor was a regular customer.

I came here once in the summer and got heatstroke.

After taking the medicine prescribed by Jiang Fubao, the discomfort disappeared in just two days.

Therefore, when he caught a cold, he did not go to any nearby clinics, but came straight to Yaoxiangshen Pavilion.

"Dan'er, go get the medicine." Dan'er was the only servant who knew all the words and medicinal herbs.

Jiang Fubao handed her the prescription.

I continued to hold the hot water bottle.

"How much?" After an incense stick of time, the man carrying five packets of medicine asked Jiang Fubao.

"Two hundred yuan, you don't have to pay for the consultation." Jiang Fubao said slowly. Anyone who gets medicine from her will have the consultation fee waived.

This is also one of the reasons why her clinic is doing so well.

When the weather is cold, many people get sick.

After the man left, several women and a young couple with a baby came.

They all caught a cold.

Some of the symptoms were mild, just runny nose and cough, while some had severe symptoms and even fever, and Jiang Fubao even gave them injections.

In just half an hour, he earned more than three taels of silver.

Without waiting for her to sit down and rest.

Jiang Cheng came in carrying Chen Tianfeng on his back.

Old Chen and Chen Hongxia followed behind, looking embarrassed.

"Hello, Miss. Grandpa Chen, I'm waiting for you outside. The ox cart is still outside, so we have to watch it." Jiang Cheng put Chen Tianfeng on the bed, said hello to Jiang Fubao, and went out.

"The wound has healed well. You should come every five days from now on. You won't need to come again until the spring ploughing next year. Have you forgotten the acupuncture points I taught you? You must press them every day. Also, his legs are atrophied. You can't be lazy and must massage them."

Jiang Fubao first helped Chen Tianfeng check the wound.

Then she motioned to Luer to bring the silver needle.

After giving Chen Tianfeng the acupuncture, he pointed out the acupoints again.

A quarter of an hour later, the grandfather and grandson helped Chen Tianfeng out of the clinic.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng hurriedly got off the ox cart to help.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, wait for me, I'm going to buy something." Old Chen winked at his granddaughter, and Chen Hongxia spoke immediately.

"Okay, you should go quickly. It's starting to snow again, and the road will be difficult to walk on." Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at the sky.

He noticed that small snowflakes like dandruff began to float in the sky.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Chen Hongxia trotted away.

When she came back, she was holding two oil-paper bags in her hands. In front of Jiang Cheng, she opened one bag and handed it to him.