Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 144 Don't Tell Others

After dinner, Su Yuanyuan was going to take a nap with the female workers, but a beautiful figure approached Su Yuanyuan's shop.

Liu Yue was wearing a long blue dress, her flying bun was delicately combed, and her fringed steps swayed with her movements, attracting everyone's attention to her face.

She made orchids with her hands, caressed her broken hair hanging by her ears, her eyes looked around like spring water, and when she saw Su Yuanyuan, her eyes lit up.

"Doctor Su."

Her voice was brisk, and there was undisguised joy in her eyes.

Because it was Su Yuanyuan who diagnosed the pregnancy for her, Liu Yue fell in love with this gentle and beautiful female doctor at first sight, and now she even held her hand like a best friend, and gave her a White jade bracelet.

Su Yuanyuan hadn't gotten over the incident of Yichun's death yet, she saw Liu Yue subconsciously shied away, but Liu Yue forcefully stuffed the bracelet into her hand.

"You're welcome, Doctor Su. After taking your medicine, I haven't experienced morning sickness in the past two days. I should thank you."

Her voice was clear and sweet, as sweet as a lark. She turned her eyes and looked at the female workers in the front hall with some vigilance. There was a trace of displeasure on her face, and her eyes signaled Su Yuanyuan to speak in the side hall.

Su Yuanyuan lowered her eyes slightly, and asked the female workers in the front hall to rest in the backyard. With her watching, she successfully dismissed the people in the front hall.

Liu Yue glanced warily at the door leading to the backyard, and then sat down to talk to Su Yuanyuan.

"Doctor Su, I want to ask...do you have a way to conceive a boy?"

She asked Su Yuanyuan cautiously, her big eyes full of expectations.

Su Yuanyuan narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Liu Yue with some puzzlement.

Seeing that her expression was not right, Liu Yue quickly patted her mouth, "Blame me, blame me, if you don't have it, forget it."

But in her lowered eyes, Su Yuanyuan could see the unwillingness.

"Why do you want to give birth to a boy? Shouldn't this matter go with the flow?"

Su Yuanyuan sighed. When she was working in the hospital, she had seen pregnant women who would spend a lot of money to have a B-ultrasound test to see if they were male or female. The faces of the family members were downcast.

She wants to say that having boys and girls is really the same, if too much human interference will only disrupt the inherent laws of survival.

When Liu Yue was asked, she first smiled shyly, then moved closer to shorten the distance from Su Yuanyuan.

"I'm telling you, you must never speak out."

It was this sentence again, the last time Su Yuanyuan heard it was the woman next to Xu Xin who came to ask for abortion medicine, so she told Su Yuanyuan not to say it.

Su Yuanyuan frowned with a headache.

"You say."

My mouth is the strictest.

"My husband's main wife died not long ago, and I happened to be pregnant at this juncture. If I give birth to a boy..."

Her clear water eyes were full of desire, she looked at Su Yuanyuan longingly, hoping she could understand what she meant.

If Yichun was alive, no matter how much Su Ji spoiled her, he could only lift her up to the position of equal wife.

But how could she be willing?
Now that Yichun, who was in the way, passed away, if she gave birth to a boy, Su Ji would give him a promotion, and maybe let her take the position of wife.

Su Yuanyuan suppressed the overwhelming emotions in her heart and restrained herself from showing it.

"How did she... not get it?"

She tentatively asked Liu Yue who was still immersed in her plan, hoping to get something she didn't know.

"Seeing that I was pregnant and jealous, I jumped into the well and died."

When Liu Yue said it, she was unabashedly proud. Yichun, the stumbling block, was finally gone, of course she was happy.

"Are not you afraid?"

Su Yuanyuan opened her mouth lightly, staring blankly at the hot air in the teacup in a daze.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Liu Yue answered happily, not noticing the change in Su Yuanyuan's expression at all.

The light in Su Yuanyuan's eyes gradually dimmed, replaced by resentful anger.

She really didn't expect Liu Yue to be like this, she is obviously favored by Su Ji, why is she still thinking about Yichun's seat?

Su Yuanyuan didn't prescribe the medicine to Liu Yue in the end. To be honest, she wouldn't prescribe it even if she knew there was such a Chinese medicine, but she just didn't want to do what she wanted.

At the end of You hour in the evening, Su Yuanyuan packed her small medicine box early in the morning and sat in front of the window in the side hall, waiting for Jiang Wenzheng to pick her up from get off work.

But after waiting and waiting, the man was nowhere to be seen, but Zhao Tiejiang ran over excitedly.

Not long ago, Su Yuanyuan gave him the blueprint of the scalpel for him to make. Blacksmith Zhao wasted all his efforts and ran three hills to find the materials, and it took nearly half a month to make them. time.

His hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his unshaven appearance looked like a homeless man in an alley.

Blacksmith Zhao was still immersed in the joy of making surgical instruments, and his expression was a little crazy. The female workers in the shop frowned when they saw him, wondering where the beggars came from?

But Blacksmith Zhao didn't care about other things, and handed the scalpel in the wooden box to Su Yuanyuan. Su Yuanyuan took it awkwardly, and couldn't bear to see Blacksmith Zhao being tortured by her.

Of course she would not know what blacksmith Zhao had been through these days.

In the spring, both caravans and bodyguards come to find blacksmiths to make horseshoes, chains and scimitars. He is the only one with a pocket hammer to beat them. His peers are curious about what he is doing, but every time he comes to Blacksmith Zhao They all hid in the house, for fear of being seen by his peers. He not only made rouge boxes for women every day, but now he also made small knives as long as fingers. Wouldn't that make people laugh?
It was this sense of shame that made him bear the burden of humiliation and finally forged the scalpel Su Yuanyuan wanted.

He watched his family go from a poor peasant to a well-off society in just two months, and thought that all the ridicule he received these days was worth it.

Su Yuanyuan sat at the table and looked at the forged scalpel. She felt a sense of familiarity. She held it in her hand and looked at it carefully. She was still gesticulating in the air, with a smile on her face. That was the feeling!
She went to the counter to take the money to Blacksmith Zhao, and knowing that Blacksmith Zhao had given up all his efforts to make this scalpel these days, she gave him the new lip balm.

"It's for my sister-in-law."

Blacksmith Zhao's daughter-in-law is a loyal fan of Su Yuanyuan's shop, and she will come to buy it almost as soon as it is new. Every time Blacksmith Zhao finishes making a batch of tin boxes, Su Yuanyuan will give him some limited-edition small gifts. The blacksmith's daughter-in-law always smiled happily and said good things about Su Yuanyuan.

Blacksmith Zhao was not very embarrassed at first, but then he narrowed his eyes when he saw his daughter-in-law got the beauty cream, and her attitude towards him in those few days was not generally good, so Blacksmith Zhao readily accepted it. Time is also more energetic and more refined.

(End of this chapter)