Families without boys will be looked down upon, and neighbors will ignore you. Men will be pointed at in the face and told no, and women will be said all kinds of nasty things. Anyone can come up and step on you, and they don’t even need excuses to bully you. They will take advantage of you with a clear conscience and say, "You don't have a son, so what's the point of keeping him?" It seems that this is the default rule, and without a son, you are not even a human being.
Gu Zuozuo knocked Lan Xiuhe, who was about to faint, unconscious with a palm strike. Meeting the disapproving looks of the aunties, her expression did not change at all.
"If we don't stop her, she will be seriously hurt and may even become stupid."
He stuffed a nourishing pill into her mouth, confirmed that she was fine and would not die, and left her a bottle of health-nourishing pills. He told his eldest daughter Ma Baiyun, who had just come in and was crying hoarsely while grabbing the corner of Lan Xiuhe's clothes, to remember to give it to her mother. Then he packed up his medicine box and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he glanced at Ma Quan who was sitting on the ground in a daze and frowned.
"You know how to take care of a woman during confinement, right? Your wife is seriously injured and needs to stay in bed for at least three months. During this period, she must have good food and drink and nutrition. Otherwise, if you want a son, you'll have to wait for the next life."
The one, two, three, or four village cadres squatting at the door with the farmer's hands twitched their lips when they heard this. She was the one who said this.
As soon as Gu Zuozuo stepped out of the door, she saw Duan Jianhua, who was indescribable. Her eyes lit up and her white and tender hand stretched out in front of him.
"No need for the consultation fee. As for the rest, there's a blood-recovering pill and a qi-replenishing pill. They're made with ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, and many other precious herbs. I bought them with my own money. I'll give you a discount, twenty."
It shouldn't be too much, right? In fact, there is no ginseng or ganoderma in it, just ordinary medicinal herbs, but she can't stand the boss of this house, so she won't lose if she asks for more.
Duan Jianhua nearly choked on his cigarette. Who would be so brazen about asking for money? He wasn't afraid of being reported for profiteering.
"Alright, alright, I'll put it on your account. Seriously, do I look like someone who would owe money?"
He said he was generous, but in fact, he was about to spit blood in his heart. Twenty yuan! His family of three might not be able to spend that much in a year!
No, this is Ma Quan's mother's fault. I can't take the blame myself. I have to ask her for it!
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