When the woman heard that the patriarch wanted her husband to divorce her, she immediately collapsed to the ground and began to cry.
At this moment the crowd was in an uproar.
"Jiang Sanlang is back! The child is rescued!"
"It's okay, it's okay, both children are fine."
Everyone made way for Jiang Sanlang and his brothers and watched them carry the child into the house.
Chunniang slowly woke up after someone pinched her Ren Zhong acupoint. When she learned that her daughter and son were both safe and sound, she cried with joy and fainted again.
After a period of chaos, Chen Ergou's wife was sent to the government office, where Sun Lizheng investigated the entire matter and asked her to sign and seal the case. She was then escorted to the county government office to await the county magistrate's decision.
Because Chen Ergou's wife took all the blame, Chen Ergou continued to live peacefully in the village.
However, Chen Ergou became more and more silent, and his eyes looked at people with a sinister look that made people's hair stand on end.
His neighbors on both sides called it bad luck, and one after another they ran to Muramasa and insisted on changing the insurance.
It was impossible to change the insurance, and in the end the matter was left unresolved.
Yingbao rested at home for ten days before going to school.
Chunniang personally sent her daughter to the school gate and watched her go in before leaving.
Wen Shu took Ying Bao by the hand and walked towards the classroom: "I was so scared. When my brother came back and told us about it, my mother and I were so worried. Alas, that woman was so mean. She actually threw your brother into the river. Fortunately, you two are fine."
Yingbao hugged Wenshu's arm and shook it, smiling and saying, "My father and grandparents all said that my brother and I are blessed by the immortals, so we'll be fine."
Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. The woman didn't steal the children at all, she just wanted to drown her two younger brothers to avenge her parents.
Wen Shu touched her head and said softly, "Don't take risks next time you encounter danger. You must ask adults for help first. What if... Alas, Yingbao, you got lucky this time, but you can't always get lucky."
"I know."
The two were talking when suddenly a six or seven-year-old girl came out of another classroom, ran up to them and asked timidly, "What are you talking about?"
Yingbao's smile instantly fell.
She recognized at a glance that this was Han's second daughter, Chen Zhao.
Why is she here
Yingbao became alert and looked at her coldly without saying anything.
Wen Shu replied: "Nothing."
Chen Zhao smiled brightly at Wen Shu and asked weakly, "Sister Wen Shu, can I play with you guys?"
"Okay, but you have to study hard first." Wen Shu replied gently.
He glanced at Ying Bao and saw that she was indifferent to the girl, so he said to Chen Zhao, "The teacher will be here soon, you should go to the classroom quickly."
Chen Zhao responded obediently, smiled at Yingbao, then turned and ran to the classroom.
Yingbao couldn't help but twitch the corners of her eyes, and quickly pulled Wen Shu into the classroom.
Oh my god, I just wanted to rush over and slap her.
She had seen in her previous life that Chen Zhaoguan would change his attitude according to the situation and take advantage of the situation.
Seeing her coming to please Sister Wen, Yingbao really wanted to beat her up.
If anyone dares to snatch Sister Wen from her, I’ll kill her!
Mrs. Wen walked into the classroom, nodded to Yingbao, and asked gently, "Yingbao, are you feeling better?"
This child actually dared to jump into the river to save her brother and successfully rescued him, which really made her and her husband admire her.
Even her husband said that this girl was extremely lucky and who knows what opportunities she would have in the future.
It is said that two large gourds happened to float in the river and just happened to hold her and her brother. This was such incredible luck that even storytellers would not dare to make up the story.
"Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern, sir." Yingbao said crisply.
Mrs. Wen came over and said, "Let me take your pulse."
"Okay." Yingbao stretched out her hand.
Mrs. Wen saw the embroidery cloth wrapped around Yingbao's wrist and asked curiously, "Can it be taken off?"
Yingbao untied the embroidered ribbon, revealing a red turtle pattern on her wrist.
Mrs. Wen chuckled, "Why draw a turtle?"
Yingbao said seriously: "Because turtles live long."
Wen Shu looked at the turtle, then at Yingbao, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He turned around and shrugged his shoulders, laughing secretly.
Yingbao looked at her with resentment, not understanding what was so funny.
"That's right. The black tortoise is an ancient mythical beast. It has a long life span and is strong and powerful. It can even carry the pillars of heaven."
Madam Wen explained carefully, "The turtle is also the descendant of the black tortoise, so it is appropriate to use it to represent longevity."
After taking the pulse, she asked Wen Shu to try it, and then asked Ying Bao to take it for Wen Shu and herself, saying, "You should feel different pulses more often every day, and then summarize your experience. Then, look at the person's complexion and body shape, and ask about their daily situation, and you will know the slight differences."
"Doctors are not omnipotent. Even those who claim to be miracle doctors cannot fully understand the patient's physical condition. So you must learn and practice, see more patients and take their pulses, and then combine it with medical classics to make progress. People's physical constitutions vary greatly. If you rely solely on books, you will end up misleading others and yourself in the future."
"yes!"
Yingbao and Wenshu stood up and answered.
Soon the class was over, and Mrs. Wen asked the two children to go out for a walk to stretch their legs, while she returned to the inner room.
The husband was also resting in the inner room. When he saw his wife, he smiled and said, "That child is really a treasure."
Xiao Zhenniang rolled her eyes at him and said, "As a teacher, eavesdropping on students' conversations is improper."
Wen Yanmin touched his nose and coughed, "I wasn't eavesdropping, I just happened to pass by."
Xiao Zhenniang snorted, walked straight to the window, turned around and asked her husband: "Do you really think that golden ear is extraordinary?"
Last time, Yingbao gave them half a pound of golden fungus, and she stewed a bowl of it for her husband every day. She drank it for a few days in a row. Unexpectedly, her husband said that his physical weakness symptoms had improved a lot, and he slept well at night.
These days, he often walked along the river and didn't feel tired at all.
"It's really extraordinary." Wen Yanmin rolled up his sleeves and handed them to his wife, "If you don't believe me, feel my pulse."
Xiao Zhenniang stretched out her hand to feel her husband's pulse, frowned and examined it carefully, "The pulse is indeed much more stable than before."
Her husband had contracted a weakness when he was a child, and his father had been taking care of him. Although his condition has improved as he got older, he cannot get angry or overwork himself.
So he didn't go out to make a living, but just worked as a doctor in the family pharmacy. Because of this, he was looked down upon by his brothers, and even he and his two children had a hard time in that family.
"Yeah, I told you I'm much better." Wen Yanmin smiled and retracted his hand, straightened his sleeves, and said, "I have sent the remaining golden ears to my father, asking him to identify whether they are effective."
Xiao Zhenniang: "Since the golden ears are good, why don't you buy more from the Jiang family? The ones you sent can be stewed several times?"
It’s not even enough to cover the servants’ round-trip travel expenses.
"You think I didn't buy it?"
Wen Yanmin stood up and took out a bag of dried golden ears from the cupboard and handed it to his wife, "I bought this golden ear from Jiang Sanlang. Smell it."
Xiao Zhenniang took it and smelled it, not understanding why. "Aren't they all the same?"
"Compare it with this one." Wen Yanmin pinched out another finger-sized golden ear, "See what the difference is."