Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 772
Perhaps there was no progress in the investigation of the man in black who attacked the prison at night. After a few days, the capital began to restore normal order. The people should do their jobs and buy and sell, and the city became as prosperous as ever.

Xia Mingxuan lived in fear for a few days, he had money but no place to spend it, he didn't dare to go to restaurants to eat and drink, so he had to buy some food and wine from a small restaurant opened in the north of the city, and secretly hid in the small courtyard to eat and drink.

The surrounding people are poor, and there will be long discussions about whoever smells the meat. Xia Mingxuan knows nothing about it. He stewed an old hen two days ago, and when he went out the next day, someone immediately greeted him.

"Brother, did your family stew chicken yesterday? We can smell the aroma from a long distance away, and our hungry stomachs are growling at night."

Xia Mingxuan was very uncomfortable when the people around him came up to greet him in good faith. As a son of the Marquis, when had he dealt with lowly poor people?

In order to avoid any loopholes in the communication that would arouse people's suspicion, he just nodded and then avoided. People around him thought he was handicapped and withdrawn, but they sympathized with his situation.

From then on, Xia Mingxuan began to be vigilant. That day he was afraid of attracting attention, so he specially stewed chicken at night. Who would have thought that he wanted to hide it and became the focus of attention. The neighbors in the alley knew his stewed chicken.

In order to keep a low profile, Xia Mingxuan tried his best to control his diet and seldom opened fire. He was used to fine clothes and fine food, and rough food was difficult to eat. Even in the days when he was dressed as a beggar, he ate white flour steamed buns.

An old man in the neighbor's house celebrated his birthday and invited his neighbors to dinner. Xia Mingxuan didn't want to go at first, but after thinking about it, he shouldn't be too unsocial. eye on.

After inquiring clearly, as long as the neighbors come to the door with a few pennies and bring their own produce, Xia Mingxuan thought about it, and brought a small piece of pork belly to the door.

"Boy Ming, come here as soon as you come, what else do you bring!"

The old man next door was wearing a cheerful red coarse cloth shirt, standing at the door to receive guests, speaking very politely, seeing the piece of flesh in Xia Mingxuan's hand, he narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Pork belly, fat and thin, with a lot of oil and water, at first glance, this is the best part of the pig. If it is made into braised pork, it will be soft and rotten, and it can be eaten with bad teeth.

Generally, two catties of white noodles is a big gift, some people bring a dozen eggs, Xia Mingxuan's gift is considered a heavy gift.

"Did you go to the yamen clinic for your leg? That's great, you can see a doctor for a penny."

The house of the old man's house is narrow, but the courtyard is not too small. There are messy piles of firewood around, barely clearing out an open space, placing tables, chairs and benches, with tea and snacks on them, to entertain guests.

"Yes, come, have a birthday peach, made of white flour!"

The so-called longevity peach is a steamed bun with white flour, which looks a bit like a peach.

During the few days when Xia Mingxuan was a beggar, he ate cold steamed buns every day, and almost rolled his eyes from choking, seeing that the steamed buns had no appetite.

The neighbors were very enthusiastic, so he had no choice but to take a bite out of it, and it was stuffed with red bean paste, which was not too unpalatable.

Xia Mingxuan just went to the medical clinic that everyone said the day before yesterday, and the doctor who was attending the consultation was very responsible. One of them was good at orthopedics, so he immediately set his bones.

After a few days of delay, the surrounding bones became red and swollen. The doctor suggested to rest for a month to avoid sequelae in the future.

"Boy Lin, you've been here for so long, where's your family?"

The old man was sitting on a small bench, drinking tea full of tea leaves, squinting his eyes and asking.

He has been in the market for many years, and he also worked as a clerk in a casino in his early years, so he thinks he has a bit of an eye for people.

Xia Mingxuan changed his name to Lin Ming for convenience.

"There is only dad in the family, in the countryside, alas."

In order to avoid problems, it is better to have as few relatives as possible, but not all of them, Xia Mingxuan's arrangement is just right.

The old man nodded. This man lives in the north of the city, but he has money to buy an old hen to stew. Today he came to the door to carry the meat, which shows that he has some family background. This man is dressed in simple clothes, but he is polite and has a touch of nobility.

Jiang is still old and spicy, Xia Mingxuan, as the eldest son of the Yongping Marquis Mansion, has been influenced by ethics since childhood, even if he forces himself to change it, he is still different from ordinary people.

"Have you ever read a book?"

After chatting for a while, the old man became more and more satisfied with Xia Mingxuan, and the neighbors around him laughed ambiguously when they saw this.

The old man also has a young daughter who is not married, and he is asking someone to match him, but he has high vision and doesn't want to make himself suffer, so he always wants to find a good family for his daughter.

Surrounded by residents in the north of the city, of course there are no rich people, and rich people don't live here, Xia Mingxuan's conditions are definitely second to none to be able to live in three rooms alone.

There is no mother-in-law in the house, her father-in-law works in farming, her daughter is married next door, and she can still help her mother's family. From time to time, she will send back a piece of pork belly. The old man's abacus is crackling.

"Lin Ming, your father is in the country, so who is in charge of your marriage?"

The old man pretended to be chatting, and he was more cordial, while his little girl gave Xia Mingxuan a shy look when delivering tea, and then ran away with a flushed face.

Xia Mingxuan's face doesn't look very good, he seems to be almost 30 years old, but poor people are not good at maintaining it, so he must be older than his actual age.

"I'm dissatisfied with the old man. I broke my leg when I came down from the mountain. The original betrothed family was afraid that I would become a cripple and drag down their daughter, so they withdrew."

Xia Mingxuan is very proficient in fabricating lies, he has spoken a lot recently, he is very proficient, and even his expression is very good.

Everyone sympathized with what happened to him. After learning that it was only a sprain, they were greatly relieved, and they also praised the medical skills of the doctor in the Yamen Medical Center.

"It's not convenient for you to move around. Why don't you eat at home in the future? We happen to be neighbors and we should take care of each other."

The old man waved his hand and spoke righteous words, the people around him laughed in their hearts, the old Zhou Tou would eat everything, but he would not suffer any disadvantages, he must have some kind of conspiracy, or fell in love with this kid.

Xia Mingxuan saw a woman's face exposed at the door, Xiaojia Biyu, without delicate makeup, a pair of watery eyes, with a flash of mist in them, very much like his cousin Mo Yan who he misses so much.

"Boy Lin, what are you looking at? You've returned to your soul!"

When someone noticed it, everyone looked towards the door, and old man Zhou's little girl retracted her head in fright.

"Sorry sorry."

Xia Mingxuan clasped his fists, took the wine glass, and drank it all in one go.

The wine was very bad, and his stomach burned like a fire after drinking it. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the door again.

Having not had a woman for a long time, and the nights were empty and lonely, Xia Mingxuan also considered that if he got married, there would be someone around him covering him, and his target would be very small.

After a great meal, the old Zhou Tou actually wanted to marry his daughter, and asked Xia Mingxuan about some things in more detail.

(End of this chapter)