Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 452 Raising a son so big for someone else

Really... the face-saving father-in-law can't afford to be hurt.

Lin Xiaofu complained in his heart, and trotted over quickly.

"Ah!" Zhao Changlu dragged the net backwards, and suddenly his feet softened and he sat on the ground, exclaiming.

"Father!" Zhao Zicheng was so anxious that he wanted to let go of the net and help him.

"Don't let go!" Zhao Changlu quickly stopped, "I'm fine!"

Zhao Zicheng had no choice but to hold the net tightly, without dragging it, but just looked at his father worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Although Zhao Changlu fell down, he was happy in his heart.

The second child is still filial and will care about him.

It is a bit gratifying to raise a son for someone else so big.

"Elder-in-law! Are you okay?" Lin Xiaofu ran over and supported him with a worried face, but he didn't pull him up.

"Don't worry, take a break and get up again. If you feel uncomfortable, tell me. I'll help you to the medicine house."

When Lin Xiaofu supported Zhao Changlu's hand, he slipped through his pulse, and the pulse was as stable as when he was helping him downhill just now.

Naturally, more words of concern should be said.

"It's all right, what are you going to do in the medicine house? I just haven't recovered from my leg strength, and I just fell because I didn't use all my strength."

Zhao Changlu waved his hands again and again.

It's fine if you don't have the ability to drag the net, but if you fall, you have to go to the medicine house to let the villagers see a joke?

After taking a breath, he was about to get up, and Lin Xiaofu finally helped him up.

"Oh, I have been sick for so long, and I still can't be like before..."

Zhao Changlu got up and patted the dust off his body, feeling embarrassed and sighing.

"Don't be sad, father-in-law. It is necessary to take care of your illness. Now you don't need to take medicine, which means that the disease has been cured. It's just that your body is weaker. Just take it easy."

Lin Xiaofu quickly comforted him.

"That's right." Zhao Changlu nodded quickly, not wanting to show weakness.

Suddenly he laughed and said, "It's also thanks to you who often send some mushrooms and fish back, fresh soup and rice, my appetite has improved a lot, and I feel better soon after I can eat it."

"That's good." Lin Xiaofu also said with a smile.

"It's just that I haven't found any mushrooms in the mountains recently. It rained again two days ago. Let's go up the mountain to have a look again in two days."

"Drink some fish soup these days, or chop some minced meat and stew porridge in a sand bowl. It is not greasy and nutritious. You can put some vegetables in it."

Vegetable and lean meat porridge is suitable for people who have been ill for a long time.

"What you said is, I heard you a while ago. Before breakfast, I ate a bowl of red dates and eggs with brown sugar. I slept better, and I have some strength to talk and walk."

Zhao Changlu spoke up.

Anyway, he didn't have the strength to help the second child pull the net, so he chatted about homework.

Another net was dragged up, and two loads of baskets were full, because Lin Xiaofu was chatting here and there was nowhere to put the fish, so Zhao Zicheng prepared to wash the net and call it a day.

Lin Xiaofu quickly packed Xiaoyu and carried it back first.

With her father-in-law present, she never had a chance to talk to Zhao Zicheng, but her eyes met and her mind was already connected, so there was no need to speak in unison.

Lin Xiaochun had already gone back to dry his clothes, and came to carry fish together.

Seeing the two sisters working hard, Zhao Changlu couldn't say anything other than praising Lin Yu for raising a good girl.

He was also in a dilemma. The Lin family really put in a lot of effort. He asked for fish directly, fearing that the villagers would just scold him.

But he can't let his raised son make money for other people's family...

"Father, go back, the river is very humid, don't catch a cold." Zhao Zicheng had already washed the fishing nets, and came to remind those who were struggling to go back.

The shrewd Zhao Changlu would not put his mind on the surface, but Zhao Zicheng was raised by him, and he was not stupid, how could he not see what his father was thinking?
(End of this chapter)