Fatty Huang glared at Shopkeeper Zhou angrily, then sneered and said, "Since you doubt my medical skills, why bother to ask me to see a doctor?"
Shopkeeper Zhou raised his eyebrows, glanced at Fatty Huang, and said leisurely, "If Doctor Xu hadn't come back from his visit, and he was afraid of delaying the child's condition, would it be your turn to Fatty Huang? Outsiders don't know, but you don't know it yourself? Compared with Dr. Xu, your medical skills, Huang Fatty, are not a bit worse."
In the past, if Dr. Xu hadn't worked day and night to formulate the medicine to restrain the plague, Mao'an Town would have become a hell on earth.
Looking up at Liu Zhimo with a calm face, shopkeeper Zhou sighed in his heart, it's a pity that Mrs. Liu couldn't last until then, leaving behind a few children and letting go.
Fatty Huang hated others comparing his medical skills to Dr. Xu's. With red eyes, he pointed to shopkeeper Zhou to get out.
If that old guy Xu Heng hadn't been lucky enough to concoct a prescription to restrain the plague, would he be where he is today
Liu Zhimo couldn't see shopkeeper Zhou being insulted like this. He reached out to touch his sister's forehead, felt the temperature drop, and relaxed a little, smiled and said to shopkeeper Zhou: "Treasurer Zhou, my sister is fine, you can I left." He didn't want to stay in this Baicao Hall any longer.
Shopkeeper Zhou stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his robe, smiled and looked at Fatty Huang, "Fatty Huang, I didn't blame you, it's not your face that you lost because of your hospitality. It's your master's face." After saying that, he walked out of Baicao Hall first.
Ji Shitang and the master behind Baicaotang have always been at odds with each other, so he is not afraid of offending Baicaotang with his words.
Fatty Huang stared at shopkeeper Zhou with a gloomy face, until he was out of sight, then he snorted coldly and walked into the room with his hands.
One day, Baicaotang will eradicate Jishitang.
Back in Jishitang, Liu Zhimo pulled Liu Zhiyan and kowtowed deeply to Shopkeeper Zhou and Brother Yaotong, thanking them for their help.
Liu Zhimo knew that if Brother Yaotong hadn't gone to shopkeeper Zhou, shopkeeper Zhou wouldn't have known about him.
"Mr. Li, you are too polite, get up quickly." Shopkeeper Zhou stretched out his hand to help the two of them up, and then said kindly, "It's late at night, and your sister has just recovered from her fever, so you can rest here for one night and come back tomorrow morning." Let's go back!"
Liu Zhimo was able to tell the difference, so he thanked shopkeeper Zhou again. Shopkeeper Zhou waved his hand and asked Yaotong to take them to rest inside. He turned around and went back home.
Fearing that Liu Zhirou would get hot again, Li Qingling and Liu Zhimo took turns looking after her. Fortunately, the next day, she didn't have a fever again, and the two of them were completely relieved.
After saying goodbye to Yaoboy, he drove home in an ox cart.
People in the village got up early to work, and when they saw Liu Zhimo returning with Li Qingling and the three of them in a bullock cart, they all asked him curiously where he was going
Liu Zhimo patiently answered their questions, everyone listened and comforted them before leaving to work.
Li Qingling exhaled softly, saw Liu Zhirou who had woken up, put his arms around her and asked her softly if there was any discomfort.
Liu Zhirou was still young, not good at expressing, she curled up in Li Qingling's arms, with her small arms around her neck, and whispered, "Sister..."
"Huh? My sister is here, is there something wrong?" Li Qingling touched her forehead, and she was relieved when she felt that her body temperature was normal.
He wrapped the quilt around Liu Zhirou's body again, fearing that the cold would hit her.
This movement woke up Liu Zhiyan, he opened his eyes in bewilderment, saw Liu Zhirou woke up, happily moved over, took her hand and called her.
Seeing Liu Zhimo from the side, Liu Zhirou grinned and stretched out his hand to let Liu Zhimo hug her. Liu Zhiyan quickly hugged her, "Sister, does your head still hurt?"
"It hurts?" Liu Zhirou thought for a while, tilting her head, then shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."
"It's fine if it doesn't hurt." Liu Zhiyan felt relieved, this time his sister's fever frightened him, and he must take better care of her in the future to prevent her from getting sick.
Back at Liu's house, as soon as the ox cart stopped, Li Qingling heard Li Qingfeng yelling to Mrs. Zhao, "Mother, sister and the others are back." Shouting and running this way, she ran to Li Qingling, looking at Liu in her arms. Zhirou asked, "Is Rourou okay?"
"Okay." Li Qingling smiled, and put Liu Zhirou in Liu Zhiyan's arms. She took the quilt off the bullock cart, carried her into the room and put it away.
When he came out, Mrs. Zhao came over with the porridge that had been cooked, "You must be hungry when you come back so early, come and eat quickly!" He pushed the porridge in front of everyone.
Li Qingling and the others didn't come back that night, Zhao Shi was very worried, fearing that something might happen to Liu Zhirou, but luckily nothing happened.
Liu Zhimo thanked Zhao Shi gratefully, picked up the polished rice porridge specially cooked for Liu Zhirou, and prepared to feed her.
When Mrs. Zhao saw it, she stretched out her hand to carry it, "Zhimo, you eat yours, I'll feed Rourou, don't be hungry."
"Thank you, auntie." Liu Zhimo didn't refuse, picked up the bowl and started to eat quickly. He planned to finish the porridge, and then went to get some grass to send to the village chief's house, thanking the village chief for lending him the ox cart.
After finishing the porridge, Liu Zhimo told Liu Zhiyan to take good care of Liu Zhirou at home, and he went to the kitchen to get a sickle and a basket and was ready to go out.
Li Qingling chased him out, took out the half tael of silver from her sleeve, and handed it to him, asking him to go to the neighboring village Zhurourong to cut a catty of pork and send it to the village head's house.
In this era, cows are very precious, and they are not willing to borrow casually, so Li Qingling hopes to establish a good relationship with the village chief, so that he can borrow them next time.
Hearing her words, Liu Zhimo nodded, and held tightly the money she handed over. His family owed her so much, so he didn't care about it anymore.
He secretly vowed that he must support the family, and after marrying her in the future, she would not have to work so hard.
Looking at Liu Zhimo's back with the basket on his back, Li Qingling's eyes darkened for a moment. She still had to find a way to make money, and she really couldn't afford to be sick without money.
Besides, Mrs. Zhao is about to give birth in about two months. If she doesn't have money, she won't even be able to hire a birth wife.
Thinking of this, her desire to make money became stronger and stronger.
When Mrs. Zhao finished feeding Liu Zhirou and Li Qingling returned home with her, she couldn't help but speak.
"Mom, I want to go to Songshan." Songshan is far away from here, she has never been there, she only heard from her father that there are few people and more food, she wants to go and see, right
She also thought about it, now she can't do anything else except hunting, even if she wants to, and lack of capital is her big problem.
But as soon as Mrs. Zhao heard what she said, she immediately shook her head and objected, not letting her go, hunting is so dangerous, if she is not careful, even her life will be lost, how can she rest assured that she will go
Li Qingling lowered her head, unconsciously pinching her nails, "Mother, let me go, I won't go into the deep mountains, just look at the shallow mountains, there won't be any danger."
"No, I don't agree with you to go, so you should die!" Zhao's attitude was very firm, she didn't want to lose her daughter without her father.
Pursing her lips, Li Qingling remained silent. She knew that no matter how much she said, she would not be able to convince Mrs. Zhao, but she made up her mind to go, and if she didn't, she would not give up.
Mrs. Zhao seemed to realize that her tone was serious, she sighed and softened, "Xiao Ling, mother only has you and your brother, there must be no more accidents, otherwise mother will not be able to live."
After a while, Li Qingling raised her head, "I know." It's just that what she's determined to do won't change. Her family is completely empty, and if she doesn't fight, when will this day be the end? "Mother, I didn't sleep last night, go in and have a rest first."
"Okay, let's go!"
Mrs. Zhao thought that Li Qingling had let go of the idea of going to Songshan, and there was a smile on her face.
Li Qingling woke up and went to help Mrs. Zhao with the field work, behaving normally.
But in the middle of the night, she quietly got up, took the bow and arrow her father used to hunt, walked out of the room on tiptoe, went to the kitchen, fumbled for the back basket, the fire bag, and a chipped tile. Put the can into the back basket and walk out carefully.
"Little Ling..."
A cry startled her, Li Qingling clutched her chest, turned around apprehensively, and lowered her head, not daring to look at Mrs. Zhao standing at the door.
But she was very helpless in her heart, she was so careful, but she was still seen by Mrs. Zhao.
If she hadn't wanted to go to the toilet, she wouldn't have seen her daughter who wanted to leave in the middle of the night, Zhao's tears were rolling in her eyes, and she looked at Li Qingling dimly.
After waiting for a long time and not hearing Zhao's voice again, Li Qingling couldn't help saying in a low voice, "Mother, you are going to have a baby soon, but there is nothing to eat at home, I'm afraid... I'm afraid you won't be able to give birth, so…"
"You must go, don't you?" Zhao's tears flowed down his eyes.
"yes…"
"Then go!" After saying this, Mrs. Zhao turned around and stopped looking at Li Qingling.
Li Qingling raised her head to look at Mrs. Zhao in disbelief, but saw her trembling back. She closed her eyes forcefully, not daring to look again, and only whispered the way, I will come back safely.
After the words fell, he turned and ran away.
Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Mrs. Zhao covered her mouth and wept in depression.
Li Qingling looked at the moon and walked slowly outside the village. After walking for about four hours, it was dawn before he found the pine mountain.
She immediately found some edible mushrooms on the mountain, washed them in the stream beside the mountain, put them in an earthen pot, boiled the mushrooms and ate them.
When she was full, she squinted her eyes and took a rest before continuing to walk into the mountains.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, she saw a pheasant, and her eyes lit up immediately. There was indeed food here.
She quickly took down the bow and arrow, carefully aimed at the pheasant, pulled the bow hard, and shot the arrow. Unfortunately, the shot missed and the pheasant was frightened and flew away.
Li Qingling frowned. She hadn't shot an arrow for a long time, and her hand felt rusty. Moreover, this arrow was still too heavy for her now. When she had money, she must shoot one suitable for her her own arrows.
With a light sigh, she took a bow and arrow and shot at the trees in front of her to practice her hand.