six-fingered peasant girl

Chapter 242 I came to ask for help
The old house was burglarized, and this year has been suffocating and uncomfortable. Without money, I can't do anything. I planned to cancel all the invitations for the New Year's dinner on the fourth day of the lunar new year. Huang's family came, and even a good one The meat couldn't even come out, this Huang family who always wanted face lost all his face, and became more and more displeased with Dafang and his family, but after tossing Zhou's vigorously, the whole family did not have a happy New Year atmosphere.

"I can't even look down on a man, what use are you for? Sangmen Xing, go back to your Zhou family as soon as possible." When Huang saw Zhou, he felt an unknown anger in his heart, and then thought of his poor The old girl was so thin that she only had a pair of bones, so she let out a sigh of relief, feeling more and more sad, wishing to tear Zhou's to vent her anger.

"It's not my mother who stole the money, it's your son. If you have the ability, bring your son back." Su Chuntao couldn't see it, and ran out to fight again.

"Fucking hoof, it's not too big or too young, let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart." Mrs. Huang searched for sticks all over the yard.

"Old godmother, I was afraid you would fail." Su Chuntao nodded.

The two quarreled with each other one by one. At this time, there were four gongs and cymbals at the door, and a strange voice sounded: "Is this the old Su's house?"

Huang's face turned dark all of a sudden, four gongs and cymbals sounded, and the visitor stopped at the door for questioning. This is to announce the funeral!
It is really bad luck to report a funeral during the Chinese New Year.

Turning around to look, sure enough, the visitor was dressed in sackcloth, with a straw rope tied around her waist, and white gauze belts tied around her arms, her face immediately turned pale.

"Which family are you from?" Huang asked tremblingly, rather than losing money, she was more afraid of hearing that her golden phoenix had gone.

"I'm from Zhou Zhou's family in the county. I'm here to tell you that my grandpa passed away last night on Tuesday. I'm looking for my aunt's house to attend the funeral." The visitor raised his voice.

"Father!" Zhou screamed, and immediately passed out.

"Mother!" Su Chuntao was also shocked, and hurried to help her, but Huang was relieved, and gave the mother and daughter a hard look.

The damn Zhou family cheated on her daughter, and if she dies, she will die.

Mrs. Zhou just fainted because she couldn't get enough blood. After rubbing the medicated oil, she woke up faintly, and immediately cried aloud, struggling to get up and go back to the city for the funeral.

In the main room, Mrs. Huang was arguing with Mr. Su whether to go to the funeral or not.

"You cheated on my daughter. I want to see him off during the Chinese New Year. There's no way! I won't go, I'll go by yourself." Sitting cross-legged on the kang, Huang said sarcastically, "I see how you see me Golden Phoenix."

Thinking of Jinfeng's pitiful appearance, even her natal family didn't dare to go back. Huang's tears came again, and she cried as she said, "My poor Jinfeng, your life is really miserable. That family should have no children and grandchildren. Damn it, I will apologize to you."

Hearing that her words were getting more and more outrageous, Mr. Su clicked his tongue, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, if you don't go, don't go." After saying that, he sighed.

He had heard for a long time that the old man of the Zhou family was not good, and he felt bad because of his grandson's behavior. Old man Su couldn't help thinking of himself, of Su Changsheng who had gone missing, touching the corner of his mouth that was slightly crooked due to the stroke, and feeling in his heart. Picked up.

Will he also be so angry that he can't get up one day because of Su Changsheng?

When Mrs. Zhou heard that Mrs. Huang refused to go to the funeral, she hated her so much, but at this time, she couldn't argue, so she hurriedly packed a package, and went to the funeral with her children and the old man.

Since Mr. Su is only in-laws, he doesn't have to stay there until the funeral, so he just stayed there for one night and then came home.

I don't know if it's because I went to meet someone my age, or because of other reasons, Mr. Su looks older, and he looks like a senile old man with a cane, which makes people feel very sad.

"Old Zhou, it's not easy." Mr. Su sighed at his old wife.

"He deserves it!" Huang Shi didn't have the slightest sympathy at all, as long as she thought about her daughter, she couldn't sympathize.

"You're already old, the dead are the big ones, let's accumulate virtue. Even if it's not for yourself, it's also for Jinfeng." Old Master Su said in a low tone.

"Jinfeng..." Huang couldn't help asking.

"I look at her in a worse spirit than when I saw her last time."

After hearing this, Huang's eyes turned red. Maybe she really hated her son, but she really loved Su Jinfeng like a pearl in her eyes.

"Boss, he killed our Jinfeng!" Huang wailed and said, "If he doesn't insist on marrying that bitch, everything will be fine. Poor thing, Jinfeng is only nineteen!"

Old Master Su remained silent, smoked a whole tube of cigarettes, and said after a while, "This is fate!"

Mrs. Huang cried for a while, then suddenly remembered what she had heard outside the past two days, and said, "Old man, you said to go to Beijing, can Jinfeng's disease be cured?"

Mr. Su was taken aback, frowned and asked, "What do you want?"

Huang moved her buttocks, put the sewing basket on her lap aside, and said, "Shangjing is a big city, and the emperor also lives there. I heard from them, what is the name of the doctor who treated the emperor, Mrs. , What’s the matter, right, doctor.”

"Look, if you can cure the emperor's old son, it must be very powerful. Tell me, can those imperial doctors cure Jinfeng's disease?"

Mr. Su was almost choked by the puff of smoke in his mouth, coughed a few times, and said, "Where did you hear this?"

Ms. Huang curled her lips, hugged the sewing basket again, and snorted, "Didn't Miss Liu go to Beijing for a few months last year? Here comes back, isn't the mother-in-law of Dajun the favorite to hang out at their house? Did you hear me?" It's nothing, everyone says those imperial doctors can bring the dead back to life!"

"Nonsense!" Old Master Su glared at her, and said, "Don't talk about whether people have the ability to bring the dead back to life, if they do, they can save you? It is said that the doctor who treats the emperor's old man will treat people casually sick?"

"Why do you want to be a doctor if you don't save people?" Huang said unconvinced.

"He can be saved, so you can invite him? Oh, even if he is willing to come, do you have the money to invite him? The imperial physician, the imperial physician, is the most powerful. Do you think it is as simple as inviting a cowherd? Our house has been sold, so we can't even invite you." Mr. Su said angrily.

"Who said you can't come?" Mrs. Huang snorted, as if reluctantly said: "Isn't Liu girl, her husband-in-law a general? I heard that those imperial doctors can give Those noble people who treat illnesses, if Liu Yatou begs the general to treat Jinfeng for us, then Jinfeng will not have to die."

Mr. Su was taken aback, he didn't expect that Mrs. Huang would dare to have such an idea, he couldn't help laughing at himself: "If it were you, would you hire an imperial doctor to treat her family's illness?"

Huang's face immediately pulled the old man's face, and he said displeasedly: "What do you mean?"

"Did you forget about the boss? Did you forget about the past? You still think that Miss Liu and the others are all your granddaughters. If you really have any affection, the list of the most wanted boss will be torn down. "

I have to say, old man, you are telling the truth!
"Do you want me to watch Jin Feng die, she is only a little older, and the white-haired person sends the black-headed person, old man, you can be cruel?" Huang cried again, and said: "I don't want them What are you doing, just helping to hire an imperial doctor? That’s not enough? In the past ten years, no matter how bad we have treated them, we have not shorted them of food and drink, so it’s not enough to do this little favor?”

"Even if you have been raising her for more than ten years, she has already been young. Why can't you figure it out?" Old Master Su sighed.

Huang choked, pursed her lips, and said, "If you don't beg, I'll go. Even if you kneel down for them, I'll kneel too. I'm sure I'll do it."

"You just have to worry about it, our family can't stand it anymore!" Mr. Su hurriedly stopped her.

Looking at the slightly crooked corners of the old man's mouth, the white hair on the temples, and the desolate eyes, Huang was shocked. Only today did he realize that the old man who had been sleeping next to him all his life had aged a lot.

Mrs. Huang is the kind of person who will not die until the Yellow River. While Mr. Su was asleep, he pulled his clothes, thought for a while, ran to the kitchen, opened the jar of eggs, gritted his teeth, and took a look. He took all the dozen or so eggs out and put them in the basket, covered them with a cloth, and hurried to Su Liu's house.

Su Liu and the others were discussing going to the county to pay New Year's greetings to Patriarch Cao and Zhifu Song's house, when they heard that Mrs. Huang had come, they all gave strange looks.

"What is she doing here again?" Chen frowned, since she was beaten by Su Liu last year, Huang has never been to them again, so what is she doing here now?
"I'll know after a while." Su Liu raised her eyebrows.

The old house kept breaking things, and Huang's visit was nothing more than those few things, either to play the family card to win sympathy, or to say good things for Su Changsheng, but because Huang hated Su Changsheng, it shouldn't be, or , came to ask for money?

Su Liu thought about several possibilities, but she didn't expect that the Huang family came for Su Jinfeng.

Seeing Huang's stiff but flattering face, Su Liu raised her eyebrows. Huang really has a motherly heart for Su Jinfeng.But, who told her that the imperial physician would treat this disease?Even if it can be cured, who told her that Su Liu can be moved?
"Liu girl, your little aunt is only 19 years old this year, not much older than you, and your aunt and nephew had good times in the past, don't you just have the heart to watch her die?" Mrs. Huang said pitifully, "I don't want you to do that either." What, as long as I can invite an imperial doctor to treat her, I will be satisfied, and I will admit whether it can be cured or not. Just be kind."

Su Liu picked up the teacup and said: "Who said that the imperial doctor can cure this disease?" She took a sip of tea, looked at her lightly and said, "It can be cured, who told you that I can hire an imperial doctor to treat her?" Illness? I haven’t heard of it. There is a cure for this disease. Go home, I can’t do anything.”

Huang's complexion changed, she pursed her lips, and said, "Are you unwilling to help me?"

Su Liu's expression was indifferent, she lowered her eyelids and said, "I don't have the ability to help. Besides, as an imperial physician, can you invite me if you can?"

She is not the Virgin. Although Su Jinfeng is pitiful, poor people have their own hatred. It doesn't matter if she is ruthless or cruel. In this era of poor medicine, she has never heard of a cure for this disease. Why bother doing that useless work?
(End of this chapter)