Jishi doctor arrives

Shopkeeper Jiang came in to inquire, and Yang Mo nodded, "Since it's delivered, I'll put it into the account carefully, and let everyone know how much I've used when the war is over."

Shopkeeper Jiang responded.

Mrs. Dong said: "Do you need to keep accounts?"

Yang Mo said with a smile: "It's not like opening a porridge shed. The rice grain has been calculated long ago, and it will be used up in the end. It is for the wounded soldiers. It may be inexhaustible or not enough for a while. There must be a certain amount. It’s also good for everyone to know where the things they take out are used.”

Granny Ten is really doing good deeds, unlike them, who donate porridge for face, depending on how many days each family has to open a porridge shed, and comparing each other, it can't be the best or the worst. Just like that, year after year.

Madam Dong immediately felt ashamed again, the question she asked was really ridiculous.

"Grandma Ten knows that Mrs. Zhou is going to open a porridge shed, and she has already called many people to join her. Our family has also accepted the post. Last year, there was an accident in Beijing, and our family didn't open a porridge shed, so I thought it would be better to put it out this time."

The second old man's family took a fancy to this point, so they proposed to open a porridge shed, which is twice the result with half the effort. They have done good deeds and brought out the rice grains that had been prepared last year.

If it is used to fight for fame, it is enough.

Yang Mo said: "If Mrs. Dong wants to open a porridge shed, it's better to open it at home. Now that it's an important time, the servants of my family can arrange it all by themselves, so I can feel at ease."

Mrs. Dong really didn't think of this before.

Yang Mo also ordered as soon as she could. After all, Mrs. Zhou hadn't opened the porridge shed yet, so no one knew what kind of rice was inside.

Seeing Yang Mo getting busy, Mrs. Dong hurriedly got up and said goodbye, and when she returned to the mansion by car, she told her mother in charge. "Go and see how the porridge shed opened at the master's mansion on Wednesday is getting ready?"

The mother in charge immediately said: "It's almost ready, and it's said that the porridge will be given out tomorrow, and just now came to urge us to send the rice over there."

It's really fast, this time Master Wednesday's movements are much faster than usual.

The news just started yesterday, today I set up a porridge shed, and tomorrow I will start giving porridge, as if I am competing with someone.

Mrs. Dong frowned, "We still have to take a closer look, so as not to do things wrong. The family is pressing one by one, so don't make any mistakes."

On Wednesday, Mr. Zhou’s mansion was going to open a porridge shed. Mrs. Zhou came to the door in person without saying anything. Mrs. Zhou Jiatai also wrote posts and letters.As for the matter of Baohetang, it is somewhat out of the question.

Grandma Ten came forward and brought the pharmacies on the street, most of which used medicinal materials. Everyone felt that it would be inconvenient to follow Grandma Ten to do good deeds, so they still picked up simple ones and had old rules to follow.This is the practice of dignitaries in Beijing.

In the afternoon, the mother in charge came back with news. "The Zhou family's rice seems to be shipped from Zhuangzi, and the slave girl pretended to discuss the porridge shed with the steward over there, and took a special look at the rice. The rice grains were all yellow and had a musty smell. "

Shi Mi uses old rice, but old rice can be divided into good and bad. Most of the yellow rice with a musty smell is damp during transportation.Mrs. Dong had long heard that dignitaries and dignitaries bought the rice for tenants, long-term workers, and good deeds.

But at this time, use musty rice, what should I do if something happens?Let's open a porridge shed together.Who knows which house delivered the rice, Mrs. Dong shook her head, no wonder Grandma Ten reminded her that she couldn't get involved in this muddy water.

Mrs. Dong was thinking this way, and the steward outside said: "The third grandma from General Fan's residence is here."

Mrs. Dong quickly stood up and took people out to welcome her.

When Grandma Fan saw Mrs. Dong, she hurriedly asked about Dong Zhao's situation.

Mrs. Dong couldn't help turning red eyes again and shaking her head at Third Grandma Fan, "I don't know what's going on yet, and the news hasn't come back yet. I've been looking forward to hearing from the court for a long time every day."

Third Grandma Fan comforted Mrs. Dong, and then said to the porridge shed, "Madam is going to open a porridge shed with Mrs. Wednesday?"

Mrs. Dong nodded but immediately hesitated again, "That's what I promised."

Third Grandma Fan looked at Madam Dong with a smile, "Madam is not afraid of being fooled."

This is the second person to say this in front of her, Madam Dong immediately cheered up, "How do you say that?"

Third Grandma Fan said, "Madam hesitated just now, isn't it because of this?"

Mrs. Dong thought of a compromise, "I'm just guessing, don't talk nonsense."

Third Grandma Fan is a straightforward person, "To tell you the truth, Madam, we heard that several military generals have handed over their rice grains, but Madam's family has sent them over?"

Mrs. Dong shook her head, "Not yet," she said, looking at Third Grandma Fan, "Where is Grandma's? Did you send the rice over there?"

Third Grandma Fan laughed, "Our old lady has been avoiding Grandma on Wednesday. Tomorrow, Madam might as well come to our house, and Grandma on Wednesday will also come over to talk. We will meet tomorrow to find out what is going on in this porridge shed."

It turned out that Grandma San Fan came to her for this matter.

Mrs. Dong responded, "I'm upset at home too, so I'll go to the house to bother you tomorrow."

……

Mrs. Fan was not feeling well, and Mrs. Zhou volunteered to help open the porridge shed, so that what they had imagined before was done.

Mrs. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, this is good, when the master comes back and gets the praise, she can be regarded as a hero, after all, Mrs. Yang is still a little tender.

The mother next to me whispered: "This morning, the porridge has already started. Mrs. Tai smiled and said that she is capable."

After finally winning the favor of her mother-in-law, Mrs. Zhou showed a smile on her lips.

When the carriage arrived at Fan's house, Mrs. Zhou got out of the carriage immediately and entered the inner house with Third Grandma Fan.

As soon as she walked into the Hanging Flower Gate, Mrs. Wednesday smelled a pungent smell. Mrs. Wednesday couldn't help but cover her mouth with a veil and looked around, "What is it?"

Third Grandma Fan smiled and said, "It's a banquet at home, the smell of cooking rice," she said, looking at Mrs. Zhou Zhou, "Madame is a twin, does it make you feel uncomfortable?"

Mrs. Zhou hurriedly took off the veil, "It's okay, I just... feel strange... the taste of this rice is so strange."

Third Grandma Fan said: "It will be fine if you go through this section."

Sure enough, after passing a courtyard forward, the smell dissipated a lot, and Mrs. Zhou took a breath.

Walking all the way to the flower hall and entering the house, Mrs. Zhou heard Mrs. Fan's voice from inside, "Why... this will be fine, why is this?"

Mrs. Zhou followed the voice, and Mrs. Fan was helped to walk around the room.

Mrs. Wednesday also opened her eyes wide in surprise.

When she came yesterday, Mrs. Fan was still bedridden, and she seemed very sad. Mrs. Fan applied hot coarse salt to the old lady's legs.

Mrs. Fan also said, "I probably won't be able to stand up in this life."

How in the blink of an eye, people are walking on the ground.

Mrs. Wednesday blinked after a while.

Mrs. Fan saw Mrs. Wednesday, "It turns out that Mrs. Wednesday has arrived."

While speaking, Mrs. Fan also turned her head, her eyes flicked over Mrs. Wednesday's face, and then she said with a smile, "Mrs. Wednesday, how is my old body? Is it much better than yesterday?"

"It's much better," Mrs. Zhou immediately greeted her, "The old lady walks fast, and my wife's wife can't match it." Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhou suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, maybe it was from Yang's hand , "The old lady found a good doctor to heal her legs?"

The old lady Fan blushed and was very happy, "Doctors in and out of Beijing have seen it, and none of the medicines prescribed are effective. This is the elixir of a fairy. I take a pill to rejuvenate my old age. When the old man comes back from the war, I can't say I don’t even recognize me anymore, I will definitely go to the gate of the mansion to meet him this time.”

There was laughter in the room, Mrs. Fan said: "Father must be happy to see it."

It turned out that he got the elixir from the Taoist priest, not Yang's.

Mrs. Wednesday's heart suddenly fell back to her chest, and after she relaxed, she realized that she was already in a cold sweat from fright.

It's better if it's not Yang's scourge.

Mrs. Zhou thought of this.

Old Madam Fan laughed out loud, "Mrs. Zhou really believed it," she said and stretched out her hand, "Show Mrs. Zhou the fairy who gave me the elixir."

Mrs. Zhou was wondering, could it be that the Taoist priest hadn't left the mansion before he saw the curtain opened and a woman walked in.

The woman raised her head and met Mrs. Wednesday's gaze.

Mrs. Wednesday's eyes almost fell out.

Young's.

It's really Young.

It really was Yang.

Mrs. Wednesday was flustered and kept beating, as if tens of thousands of horses had stepped on it. She and the mother in charge looked at each other, and saw her pale face like a ghost in the eyes of the mother in charge.

"If it weren't for Grandma Ten, I wouldn't be able to stand up anyway."

"Fortunately, I didn't believe before that a piece of bark can cure my disease," said Mrs. Fan, and bowed to Yang Mo. "Thank you, Grandma Ten, for curing my illness."

The Fan family hurriedly followed suit.

Yang Mo hurriedly stepped forward to help the old lady Fan up, "Sit down, old lady."

Mrs. Zhou stood there blankly, like a defeated rooster, watching the Fan family treat Mrs. Yang as a distinguished guest, while she was left alone and ignored.

The old lady Fan even pulled Yang Shi to talk, her kind eyes were the same as when Princess Xian looked at Yang Shi.

Mrs. Wednesday didn't understand.

It's just a Yang family.

After seeing through it, she is a female doctor, why so many people like her.

A person who can't turn around at all, who doesn't know how to be slick, ran in front of her in the blink of an eye.

"What's wrong with the third lady? Her face is so ugly." Mrs. Fan noticed it first.

Everyone looked over.

Mrs. Wednesday immediately smiled, and her trembling face made her smile look particularly ugly, "I... no... just didn't expect that the fairy the old lady mentioned is our tenth grandma."

"That's your fault," said the old lady Fan meaningfully, "I don't know that my family is a fairy, otherwise how could I stand up and walk."

Their eyes met, Mrs. Zhou's heart was overwhelmed, she didn't want to say good things about Yang, especially in front of so many people, she didn't want to praise Yang.

But old lady Fan just looked at her like this. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)