The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Li Zheng came over in a hurry, but he didn't have a smiling face. He looked at Liu Yuanshan: "Sir, it's too strong, isn't it right?"

Liu Yuanshan glanced at him and said, "I've been in the fishing village for some time. I've been teaching for a long time. I never mention how much I have to do. I just want to let the children learn to read and behave. Xu Wangcai came to my private school with his children in his arms today. He said that he fell into the river on the way to the private school. It's important to save his life. It's OK to give him money. He's making a fuss to the Hao family, Is it still strong? "

"My private school is in the village, and his family is in the back of the village. When I go to the river in front of the village, do you want to go to private school or play? A man should be chivalrous and bully the old and children. Why not kill them? "

Speaking of the end, Wen Ruolan felt murderous, some fear in his heart. If nothing else, at least it's not worth it.

"Here, here I am." Xu Wangcai's voice became hoarse after he was counselled. He was obviously a little out of breath.

Liu Yuanshan said in a deep voice: "really?"

"Here, here." Xu Wangcai said one after another.

Let go of hand, Liu Yuanshan then retreated to one side, did not forget to take a warning to see an eye.

Xu Wangcai gasped for breath, and subconsciously went back to his body. He was so angry that he left with his sleeves.

He is more knowledgeable than these people. Wen Ruolan is a widow, but Liu Yuanshan is definitely not a simple man just now. He doesn't like Xu Wangcai. He's not willing to make decisions for him now. As long as he doesn't cause any trouble, he'd better go first.

Xu Wangcai had no money to rely on, blushing and biting his teeth: "but I don't have any money."

"A written document." Wen Ruolan had long expected that he had no silver, not to mention ten taels of silver. He was afraid that he could not take out one or two. He took a look at Liu Yuanshan: "Sir, I'll help you to the end."

Liu Yuanshan was not ambiguous. After a while, he took pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote a note, apologized, and promised to pay for the fish. Xu Wangcai ran away.

When the crowd dispersed, Wen Ruolan was tired, but Liu Yuanshan didn't leave. He nodded gratefully: "thank you for your help."

"It's not in the way. Goodbye." Liu Yuanshan said, turned and left.

After he left, Wen Ruolan remembered that Liu Yuanshan knew about the fact that he had prescribed the medicine house. Otherwise, Xu Wangcai would not be allowed to take his son to save his life. This man is really interesting.

Qiao Shi and Hao Laohan did not expect that the matter would be solved like this. They made ten Liang silver, not to mention no money. Looking at Wen Ruolan's letter, they all looked at each other.

"You are relieved that since you have come to the fishing village, you can't let others bully you. Besides, it's also because of the money. There are always some people who are envious to try their best to have something to do with you. You'd better be more careful in the future." After Wen Ruolan told him that it was late, and Qiao sincerely stayed in, he was not in a hurry to go back.

Eight Liang coax Ruirui, while Wen Ruolan talks with Qiao.

"Mrs. Wen, I don't know what to say." Qiao arrived at the hot tea and gave it to Wen Ruolan, looking at her fondly.

Wen Ruolan said with a smile, "if you have something to say."

"It's also a good thing. How do you look at Mr. Liu?" Joe is also a straightforward, straight to the point.

Eight Liang almost fell to the ground, quickly came over and took Qiao's arm: "Niang, you've been tossing about in the middle of the night, go back to sleep quickly, ah."

"You child, I'm talking to Mrs. Wen." Qiao Shi stares at eight Liang.

Wen Ruolan knew what was going on. She felt a little pain in her heart and said, "you are also kind-hearted, but I just want to grow up with Ruirui Rui. Whether others are good or not, I don't want to."

Eight Liang knew that the young lady was really kind to her parents. He was more and more worried. He almost pulled Qiao out. When he got to the door, eight Liang stamped his feet angrily: "mother! It's said that the young lady will never find anyone else. Why don't you listen to me? "

"You child, it's hard for orphans and widows. Isn't your mother looking at Mrs. Wen? She's a good one. Do you want her to rely on her? You see, today, if Mr. Liu hadn't done that, would he have had this result? " Qiao's gouged out one eye eight Liang: "what do little girls know? Go back and take care of Mrs. Wen. "

Then he went back to his room.

Eight Liang can't hold back. Telling his parents the truth can frighten them to death. If he doesn't tell them, she's in a bad mood. She sighs and goes back to the room and stands by carefully.

Besides the hairpin on her head, Wen Ruolan couldn't help laughing when she looked back at Ba Liang: "I also think Mr. Liu is good. Would you like to consider Ba liang?"

"Ah?" Eight Liang's head looked up like a short circuit, and turned to brush his face red: "Miss, just look for eight Liang's happiness, my mother is also a stranger. Our miss is very powerful. What's the use of looking for those people?"

Say, come over to take a comb to give Wen Ruolan comb smooth hair.

Wen Ruolan turned around and said, "eight Liang, I really have this plan. Xu Hao can't come back. Even if he comes back, he can't marry such a person. But Mr. Liu is not a busy person. After you follow him, you can have a happy future."

"Miss, they don't like eight Liang." Eight Liang bowed his head in embarrassment and spoke from the bottom of his heart. Seeing Liu Yuanshan like that, he was just like a God in her heart. Although he didn't move his mind, if he really wanted to marry such a man, it would be very fragrant.

Wen Ruolan patted Ba Liang on the back of his hand: "however, he is a private school teacher, but his skill is good. I'm afraid it's not so simple."

"Miss, do you mean he's like us?" Eight Liang was intrigued.

Wen Ruolan shook his head: "I'm not sure. I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, the days will be long."

It was Wen Ruolan's plan to find a husband's family for Ba Liang after he returned to the fishing village. After all, it's still unknown how he will be. No matter how good Ba Liang is, he can't stay by his side all the time. Yunluo, Huanxi and even Furong are all included. In the final analysis, he doesn't have a stable home, which is also sad.

The Xu family is also a village overlord, and the Hao family can't do without a man to support the appearance.

"Go to sleep, miss." Ba Liang helped Wen Ruolan to lie down on the bed, while he went to the side bed to lie down too. As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Liu Yuanshan holding Xu Wangcai's neck. He couldn't help laughing.

Early the next morning, Ba Liang drives back to yaolu with Wen Ruolan and Ruirui. Their relationship is different from that in the palace. Ba Liang can't stop them. Wen Ruolan cuts the grass behind her.

It's going to be snowy. Prepare more firewood for the winter.

After a short day's work, they finally sorted out the grass behind them. They were so tired that their backs were aching. After dinner, they stewed fish soup and boiled hot water. They were so tired that they had to rest early. That night, the north wind howled and they all felt cold lying in the quilt. Wen Ruolan couldn't sleep any more. Although it might not snow in Bazhou, I don't know what happened to them on such a cold day, It's not going well.

After tossing and turning for a long time, I fell asleep. When I was sleeping, I heard eight Liang exclaim: "it's snowing!"

Wen Ruolan opened her eyes, snow, her heart a little heavy, wearing clothes came to the door, outside is a white, the sky is still under a goose feather like snow.

Eight Liang looked back at the young lady standing at the door in a trance, and came quickly: "young lady, come into the room quickly, don't get cold air."

"It's snowing. It's time to have winter clothes." Wen Ruolan said so and turned back to the house.

Ba Liang sighed in his heart. Miss, I miss my uncle. I've been here for a long time. Why hasn't my uncle got any news?