In a bright and warm room, a group of people gathered together.
Wu Meili held the little girl and gently turned her over, revealing the red and purple skin on her back.
The first time she saw the wine, she was startled. She didn't dare to look anymore and turned her eyes away, looking at the old doctor expectantly.
The old doctor was not as panicked as Wu Meili. Instead, he checked it carefully, nodded calmly, and said comfortingly.
"Madam, please don't worry, it's just some flesh wounds. Just get some plaster and put it on for a few days, and you'll be fine."
After hearing this, Wu Meili breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said with relief.
"Thank you, old doctor, you are really amazing."
The white-haired doctor did not take this compliment to heart, but said it calmly.
"He is just a doctor who cares about the world."
Wu Meili is just a small person and cannot feel the doctor's ideals. Therefore, she just thanked him profusely without saying anything or asking any questions.
Who is the old doctor? He was the first person in the palace in medical skills. Naturally, he could see through Wu Meili's reality at a glance, and calmly asked his daughter-in-law to get some plasters.
"Madam, this is the plaster for your granddaughter. Apply it three times a day and she will be fine in a short time."
As he spoke, he took out some plaster. Even though he looked like he was sixty or seventy years old, he still calmly applied the plaster on the little girl's back evenly and carefully.
A cool feeling spread from his back, and Bao'er lay on her grandma's arm, babbling and smiling. The fat and white limbs are moving around, making it very lively and cute at first sight.
It is rare to encounter a child who did not cry or make trouble during the illness. The old doctor was in a very happy mood and praised the child after applying the plaster.
"This child has a good attitude and is not afraid of hardship. He will definitely be a cheerful and lively little girl in the future. Madam, you are blessed to have such a child at your side."
When Wu Meili heard someone praising her granddaughter, she felt even happier than praising her. She smiled happily and accepted the compliment without hesitation.
The daughters-in-law and granddaughter-in-laws of the old doctor around them did not dare to laugh this time. She is just a country woman anyway, so why bother with her
After the plaster was all applied, Wu Meili wrapped the little girl in swaddling clothes again under the guidance of the old doctor.
The old doctor placed the plaster next to Wu Meili, and stretched out a finger to tease the little girl who was not yet one month old, with a soft look in his eyes.
Rare things are valuable, and the same is true for people. I don’t know what happened to their family, but no girl was born for several generations. Occasionally seeing a newly born little girl, it is inevitable to fall in love with her.
A group of great-grandsons around him watched helplessly, without any feeling of envy or hatred. Probably because our ancestors often teased the little girls nearby and bought them delicious and fun things, so they are already used to it!
His fingers suddenly ran through a thick head of hair, revealing a bright red cinnabar mole inside. The old doctor was surprised and looked at it carefully.
Wu Meili followed the doctor's gaze, feeling very proud and said with a show off face.
"Old doctor, look at my granddaughter. She has a red cinnabar mole in the middle of her eyebrow. She will definitely be extraordinary in the future."
Hearing such words, the old doctor not only did not refute, but nodded quietly and said with a smile.
"Yes, it is indeed extraordinary. This child is destined to be a Buddha. In Buddhism, this is called an auspicious mole. It is a symbol of joy and good fortune and can ward off disasters and avoid evil."
Wu Meili's smile faded all of a sudden. What is a destiny with Buddha? Could it be that when her baby grows up, she will go to a monk temple to become a nun
The old doctor saw that Wu Meili's expression was not right and quickly comforted her.
"Madam, if you are destined to be a Buddha, you may not necessarily become a Buddhist. If she doesn't want to in the future, she can also get married and have children and live a happy life."
When Wu Meili heard this kind of comfort, she didn't feel comforted at all. She has already thought about it, Bao'er will not be able to get married in the future. You can find a man to marry you, but you can't marry him.
The old doctor looked at Wu Meili's expression that had not improved and felt confused. What's wrong with this lady? Why does she still seem so angry
After a few words, Wu Meili felt that she could no longer talk to the old doctor in front of her. She picked up the plaster placed aside and asked the price with a forced smile.
The old doctor said a number as soon as he opened his mouth, neither more nor less, just the cost price. Since this is a little girl who is not yet a month old, he won't make any money.
Wu Meili gave the money and left directly. That one was so fast that the old doctor didn't even react. Even when Wu Meili was gone, he still didn't understand what Wu Meili was thinking.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea.
The old doctor sighed in his heart and slowly shook his head. Then he looked at the family members aside and continued what he had not finished just now - teaching medical skills.
Their family is a family with medical skills. Although they no longer serve as imperial doctors in the palace, even the daughter-in-law of the family must be skilled. There are many women who are sick, so it’s time for the female doctor to come on stage.
After finally coming to town, I naturally wanted to buy some things to take back. Especially rice, you must buy some back. Bao'er is still young now, but his appetite is larger than that of ordinary children. Even if Hehua is not sick and has no disasters, he still can't afford to feed him.
Wu Meili thought so, driving the bullock cart towards Mi Xing. Before she had gone very far, she noticed a very familiar person not far ahead.
She raised her eyebrows and decided to test it out. A few months ago, the Taoist priest told her granddaughter's fortune. Was it true or false? I hope this Taoist priest will not lie to her, otherwise she will be angry.
Wu Meili thought so and so she did so. She got off the bullock cart and drove the cart to a fortune-telling stall.
"Taoist Priest, please help me take a look, what is the future of my baby?"
The middle-aged man who called himself the fortune teller glanced at Wu Meili and nodded gently. Then he stood up from the chair behind the stall and looked carefully at the little girl who was protected in the "bird's nest".
The quilt was lifted, and bright light shone down from above. Bao'er squinted his eyes, opened them again and smiled babblingly. The black and shiny hair covers the forehead, faintly revealing the red traces inside.
The divine fortune teller looked up and down, left and right, murmured to himself like a magician, and counted with his fingers.
Wu Meili couldn't bear to let her granddaughter get cold. After the fortune teller looked away, she couldn't wait to put the quilt back on her.
Therefore, the light that originally illuminated the world suddenly disappeared without a trace. Bao'er closed her eyes in boredom and played alone.
Almost half a quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man looked like a fortune teller with a smile on his lips and bowed to Wu Meili.
"Congratulations, Madam. Congratulations, Madam. This child has a bright future."
When Wu Meili heard this, she was naturally happy. But she still nodded reservedly and asked tentatively again.
"Taoist Priest, what do you say?"
The divine fortune teller smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a tall and immortal manner.
"Madam, I'm going to give this kid a lesson, please listen carefully."
Here we come, Wu Meili thought silently in her heart, listening carefully to the fortune teller's words.
The fortune teller coughed slightly and said calmly.
"The universe contains all things, the virtues and virtues are boundless, and the blessings reach the sky. They are precious beyond words."
When Wu Meili heard this, she suddenly became excited. It seems that this fortune teller made the same comment a few months ago. It seems that this Taoist priest really has some Taoism, and her precious granddaughter also has a bright future.
My heart is happy and my hands are generous. Without hesitation, she took out four copper coins and placed them on the fortune teller's booth with a smile. Then, he got back on the bullock cart and drove the cart away slowly.
Wu Meili, who had already walked away, didn't know that the middle-aged man who claimed to be a fortune teller quietly touched the cold sweat on his forehead.
He has learned a lesson many years ago after receiving different criticisms at intervals and being defined as a liar by others.
No matter who comes over, they must remember the time, place, characteristics, gender and comments, so as not to make another mistake where one person has two different comments.
Therefore, what Wu Meili didn't know was that the fortune teller quickly recognized who she was. Then, I remembered the instructions I gave to the child in Lotus’s belly a few months ago, and said them again.
After leaving the fortune-telling stall, Wu Meili went to the rice store to buy rice according to her original plan. I bought some other things on the street and then returned to my home along the road.
For nearly an hour, as parents, Zhou Dalang and He Hua had been worried about their daughter. Who knows what will happen if a newborn child is thrown out of his arms
Wu Meili drove the ox cart in the yard, and after stepping down from it deftly, she said to Zhou Dalang, who was nervous this year.
"Boss, don't worry, I've already seen the doctor. Bao'er just has a little flesh injury, just put some plaster on it and it will be fine. I heard the doctor said that Bao'er will probably be healed on the day he is one month old."
Hearing these words, Zhou Dalang, who was a father for the first time, finally felt relieved. He quickly helped with the second, third, and second younger siblings to unload the things placed on the bullock cart.
Wu Meili took the little girl out of the "bird's nest" and hurriedly sent her to Hehua's room. After carefully closing the door, she placed the child next to Hehua and told Hehua what she had said to the eldest child.
Hehua, whose eyes were red and even a little swollen, finally showed a smile, and took her daughter from her mother-in-law with emotion, coaxing her motherly.
Bao'er waved his arms and gently touched Lotus's cheek, babbling as if to comfort him.
Although Lotus did not understand what the baby said, she had no idea what it meant. However, she can definitely feel her daughter's love for her.
She didn't know what was going on, but she felt even more guilty. I always felt that it was because of those extra words I said that my biological daughter was hurt.
So what if it's just a little flesh wound, it's still an injury! An adult might not be able to bear it, let alone a small child? Bao'er endured the pain and didn't cry, but that didn't mean he really wasn't in pain!
The more I think about it, the more distressed I feel, and the more I think about it, the more I want to cry. Seeing that He Hua was about to shed tears, Wu Meili said quickly.
"Bao'er hasn't eaten for an hour. Feed her some food and some water. Don't make her thirsty or hungry."
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Hehua stopped crying and quickly opened the quilt, unbuttoned her clothes, and hugged Bao'er to her chest.
The child Bao'er was obviously hungry too. He hugged the lotus and began to eat. Eating is much better than that of ordinary children, and not a drop is left out.
Wu Meili looked on and nodded with satisfaction. Then, she stood up and left the eldest daughter-in-law's room and came to the door.
Seeing everything being unloaded from the bullock cart, she raised her head and said to the busy boss.
"Boss, please untie our big ox and send it to the cowshed to keep it well. By the way, give us some food and water so that our big ox doesn't starve."
Zhou Dalang hurriedly agreed, untied the rope between the flatbed truck and the big scalper, pulled the big scalper and left.
Wu Meili was not idle either. She took out the brass key in her arms and skillfully opened the door of the warehouse. Then, he helped his son and daughter-in-law put in everything except rice and noodles.
Food should be stored in the kitchen to avoid attracting rats into the warehouse. There is a small cellar on the side of the kitchen, which is most suitable for storing food. Not only is it easy to store, it's also easy to take.
A big bag of rice, no need for anyone to help. The 16-year-old boy, the second eldest, directly carried a bag of rice on his back, entered the kitchen with heavy steps, and placed it in the designated position.
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The fifteenth day of the first lunar month every year is a very important festival, that is, the Shangyuan Festival. There are many traditional customs on this day, such as going out to admire the moon, lighting lanterns and setting off flames, guessing lantern riddles, eating Lantern Festival together, pulling rabbit lanterns, etc.
Except for herself, Wu Meili's family is full of children under the age of twenty.
In the afternoon of this day, Zhou Erlang took his younger brother Lu Ya and Zhou Lang and coquettishly said to Wu Meili.
"Mom, I want to take Lu Ya and Third Brother to the town, and then drive them back in the evening."
Hearing such words, Zhou Dalang felt a little envious. However, he could not leave his wife who was in confinement, so he could not pass the Lantern Festival this time no matter what.
Thinking like this, Zhou Dalang ran straight into the room to see his wife. There is also a lovely daughter, who is just like his little cotton-padded jacket, very considerate.
On this day of Lantern Festival, Wu Meili usually lets her children go out to play. Sometimes, she would even follow them and join in the fun in the town.
However, she couldn't pass this year. After all, she still had a confinement wife and a newborn granddaughter at home.
Therefore, after hearing the requests of several children, Wu Meili directly let them go. He also gave them some coins and let them have fun in the town.
By the way, I brought something back to comfort my elder brother and sister-in-law who couldn't go there. Although they look like they don't care, they really want to go.
Zhou Erlang and Lu Ya laughed and agreed to the request without hesitation. Then, the three of them drove the bullock cart and walked towards the town laughing and laughing all the way.
Along the way, the three of them didn't encounter anything, and they had a great time in the town. Although unlike those rich people who can buy whatever they see, they can still join in the fun and try new things.
When he came back from the town, Zhou Lang, a clever little guy, suddenly realized something was wrong. He saw his sleeping classmate in a stranger's body.
“Come on, arrest the traffickers!
Without thinking, he yelled in all directions, then urged his second brother to run in the direction of his classmates.
As soon as the word "human trafficker" came out, everyone around him was shocked. Many people even came out of the crowd and arrested a man who looked quite honest amidst Zhou Lang's shouts.
"What are you doing? This is my child. Let him go, you are a group of human traffickers."
The honest man roared heartbreakingly and looked at the unconscious little boy with a worried look. That pitiful look made many people soften their hearts.
Zhou Lang saw this scene while sitting on the bullock cart, and suddenly thought of something he heard somewhere.
—Life depends entirely on acting.
However, he didn't trust this sentence, because no matter how good his acting skills were, he couldn't compare to the truth. Some people even don't need the truth, just a little doubt to judge everything.
Of course, Zhou Lang is a good boy and would never do this. He would only tell the truth in a decent manner and slap this very honest man in the face.
Just when many people thought they had arrested the wrong person, he got off the bullock cart. Although he was a little nervous, he pretended to be calm and said.
"You said this brother is your child, but do you know his name?"
The honest man didn't even blink, he cried and shouted.
"Who else could this be? This is my son Goudan!"
"I bother!"
Zhou Lang made an insulting move without mercy and said with contempt on his face.
"What a bastard, he has a pretty decent name. This is my classmate, his surname is Qian, the Qian with gold and silver treasures, and his name is Yaozu, the Yaozu from Guangzong Yaozu.
When the honest man heard such words, he was not afraid at all. One cried and howled, and said loudly.
"You little kid, you are actually a human trafficker at such a young age. Everyone is judging me, this is going to be a robbery in broad daylight!"
"Everyone says that the face comes from the heart, but you are nothing like that!"
Zhou Lang calmly shook his head and tried his best to handle this matter alone among everyone.
"I have evidence, do you have it? Do you have the ability to wake him up and confront us face to face?"
The honest man really didn't dare to wake up the unconscious young man. He felt that the situation was over, so he looked around and looked for an opportunity to escape.
But this crowd is layer by layer, how can it be so easy to escape? Before he could take a few steps, he was arrested again.
At this moment, a woman with a round figure and a friendly appearance ran up and picked up the unconscious boy with a worried look on her face. She was crying out of breath.
"My son, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly and take a look at my mother!"
Zhou Lang glanced at the woman, and the anger in his eyes became even stronger. He walked up directly, pushed the woman away, put his hands on his hips and cursed.
"You traffickers are so abominable, you are really following one trick after another. Since I can name him, of course I know him."
The woman said calmly, sobbing.
"You child, I know you are worried about Yaozu's child. But, I am really his mother! Although you are his classmate, where do you have the chance to see me?"
Zhou Lang smiled instead of angry, pointing at the unconscious young man and said.
"Do you know who he is? He is the scholar Qian Zong, the son of Master Qian. I studied under Master Qian, don't I still know who his wife is? She is the daughter of a scholar, and she has always been knowledgeable and sensible. Look at you again, do you think you look like the daughter of a scholar and the wife of a scholar?"
As soon as he finished speaking, people around him started discussing.
"Master Qian Zong, I seem to have heard of him!"
"I also know Duke Xiu Cai's wife. She is a slender and delicate lady. How can she be so round?"
"I have met the wife of Mr. Qian Xiucai before. She is really a well-educated lady. She also has good handwriting and is very beautiful."
“…”
One sentence after another came out, and the woman who was brave enough to harvest a good resource suddenly panicked. But now it was too late to regret. Another group of people came forward and controlled her without hesitation.
Whenever a kind-hearted person hears about a person like a trafficker, he or she will feel disgusted. Who is not raised by his biological parents? Who would be happy if a child who has been raised for such a long time accidentally disappears
Not long after, a voice suddenly came from outside the encirclement.
"Everyone, please give way. Here comes the talented lady, the mother of the young man inside."
A group of people were a little surprised, but they still made way.
I saw a petite lady wearing an elegant long dress slowly walking in. He didn't cry loudly or shed tears in a low voice, but took out a handkerchief from his arms and slowly wiped the stains on the unconscious boy's body.
An old man came out slowly, stroked the goatee on his chin, and said doubtfully.
"Madam, although some people say that you are a scholar, and that you are the mother of this boy. But after the commotion just now, we don't believe what others are saying, and we ask you to provide evidence."
"I can prove that this person is Master Qian's wife and Qian Yaozu's biological mother."
Zhou Lang stepped forward and said with a sincere face while helping the scholar lady to stand up.
"I studied under Master Qian. I met Mrs. Qian basically every time and I was deeply impressed by Mrs. Qian."
The scholar lady turned her head, smiled at Zhou Lang, and said gently.
"Sanlang, thank you for thwarting the traffickers' plot and saving my Yaozu's life."
Zhoulang blushed and shook his head, and replied righteously.
"Madam, Yaozu is my classmate, I can't just leave him alone."
The scholar lady smiled at Zhou Lang again and praised him.
"Sanlang, you are such a good boy. I will definitely talk to your wife someday and ask him to thank you too."
"No, ma'am, this is what I should do."
The blush on Zhou Lang's face became even heavier, and he answered very embarrassedly.
"Wait a minute,"
At this moment, the old man with a white beard roared and said in a stern tone.
"No one present, including me, can be trusted. Unless the child wakes up, or the two of you come up with evidence, the child must not be taken away."
The scholar lady turned around, bowed to the old man, and said softly.
"I can completely understand that the old man has such concerns. Since everyone doesn't trust him, I will provide evidence."
Hearing such words, everyone stared at the scholar lady with bright eyes. Some were worried, some were nervous, some were gloating, and some were even watching the fun.
The scholar lady looked around, pointed at the clothes on the unconscious boy, and said calmly and calmly.
"My children's clothes are all sewn by me. Yaozu's name is embroidered on the inside of the collar and the inside of the cuffs. Anyone who has read or written can come and check to see if what I say is true. Fake."
After a while in the crowd, the old man who doubted the scholar lady stepped forward and carefully looked over the parts that the scholar lady mentioned. As expected, there were three characters named Qian Yaozu in those places.
After reading it, the old man took a step back and saluted the scholar.
"I just had a misunderstanding, madam, please don't be offended."
The scholar lady didn't think she could accept the old man's courtesy, so she quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"The old man also means well, and I can completely understand that."
Hearing this, the old man nodded to the scholar lady, and then said to Zhou Lang, who was supporting the unconscious boy.
"You are not only smart but smart, you also have a sense of justice. You are a good prospect. I heard that an academy will be opened here recently. If you have time, go and give it a try and see if you can go in to study and practice calligraphy."
Zhou Lang looked at the scholar lady and said to the old man with a smile.
"Thank you, old man, for telling me the news. I'll remember it."
Where to study is not a trivial matter. He didn't say yes or no. You must discuss it with your family before you can give the final answer.
The old man was not stupid, and he quickly understood that he was poaching in front of the talented lady. So, after a pause, he said to the scholar who was twisting her handkerchief without changing her expression.
"You can also go back and mention it to your husband. After all, being a scholar is not the end, but the starting point. The newly opened college still has the energy to teach scholars. Not only scholars, but also candidates."
You have such a loud tone. Either you have real skills or you are just bragging.
The talented lady thought silently in her heart and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, old man, for the tip. I've written it down. I'll definitely mention it to my husband when I go back."
Zhou Lang looked on and felt that the old man in front of him looked a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere. However, he racked his brain and thought about it, but he just didn't remember it.
At this moment, the scholar's wife asked the old man, who was his name and where did he live? Ask your husband to visit you another day.
The old man smiled and said nothing. He only said that his surname was Pei and had nothing to say. Instead, with his hands behind his back, he slowly left the encirclement under the protection of a group of servants.
From here we can see that this old man has an extraordinary family background. Either he is powerful or he is powerful, in short he is a person who cannot be offended.
Zhou Lang was thinking silently on the sidelines, and finally remembered the slightest impression. A few months ago, the three brothers rescued an old man in the mountains, who seemed to be named Pei.
Such a thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly ignored it. Whether or not this old man is the same old man that the three brothers saved, it doesn't matter now.
Looking at the crowd that was about to disperse, Zhou Lang said alarmingly while supporting Qian Yaozu who was still in a coma.
"Everyone, I advise you to check whether these human traffickers have hidden other children. If so, the matter will be serious."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the two traffickers with something wrong. If this human trafficker kidnapped their children and they didn't find out now, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Zhou Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the people around him paying so much attention to him and noticed the sad and angry expressions of the two traffickers.
The scholar lady smiled at Sanlang again and praised him one after another.
"You're such a smart kid, you've thought of everything."
Zhou Lang scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
When he saw his unconscious classmate, he had an idea in his mind and asked anxiously.
"Madam, has Master come to town?"
The scholar lady nodded and said with a sigh.
"My husband is currently in the bookshop, not listening to what is going on outside the window, and only focusing on reading books by sages!"
Zhou Lang nodded, indicating that he quite understood. Most ordinary scholars, as long as they still think about continuing to take exams, like reading.
"Madam, that's good. I'll help you and send Yaozu to Master. My second brother drove the ox cart over, and there's just enough room for one person to lie down."
The scholar lady looked at Zhou Lang's still unconscious son, smiled and nodded.
"Thank you, sorry for bothering you."
Zhou Erlang, who had been listening on the side and never interrupted, immediately stepped forward and helped his third brother put his classmate into the bullock cart.
He was also a student of Master Qian before, so he naturally knew the comatose young man and the talented lady. It's just that he felt that the third brother did a good job and didn't have a hand in it.
After sending the scholar, mother and son to the place, the husband, wife and brother returned home in a bullock cart.
Zhou Lang did not think about waiting, and immediately told Wu Meili what happened just now.
Wu Meili praised the two brothers and thought they did a pretty good job. Not only does it show their good qualities, it also gives a favor.
Now, Master Qian could no longer teach Zhou Lang casually. Not to mention teaching him like his own son, at least he should take it seriously.
Wu Meili's idea is a bit snobbish. Fortunately, the intentions are good, and no one is holding on to this.
"What do you think of the academy matter?"
Zhou Lang nodded and asked again.
Wu Meili thought for a while and said it was optional.
"When the academy is officially established, you can take the exam. If you pass, go in and study. If you fail, forget it."
A smile flashed across Zhoulang's face and he happily agreed. Just by hearing the word "academy", you will know that under normal circumstances, the teaching is much better than that of a scholar.
It's not that he dislikes Master Qian's teaching level, but that he wants to move up and become an official or something? As a scholar, Master Qian really couldn't teach him.
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Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by, as if in the blink of an eye, Bao'er was born for one month.
Wu Meili's family looked at the still lively and active little girl, and their hearts almost overflowed with joy.
Babies less than one month old are most likely to die in infancy. Bao'er didn't think he had spent a smooth month, but it meant that he had passed the first disaster in his life.
Wu Meili asked her sons and daughter-in-law to go out and notify relatives and friends in various places, asking them to come over to celebrate Baoer's child's overcoming the difficulties and wish the newborn baby a healthy growth.
A month has passed, and the lotus flower has also given birth. Compared to a month ago, except for her belly, her figure was obviously much fatter. But no one cared, and instead thought she was blessed.
The first thing after confinement is to hand over the child to the mother-in-law. Then, I happily took a hot bath and put on new clothes. When she walked out of the bathroom, she felt refreshed and comfortable.