Ding Youtian took the razor and continued shaving, not looking at her. Instead, he glanced at the entrance to the cellar he had started digging yesterday and asked nonchalantly, "Why don't men in your area shave since they were born?"
If that were the case, a man would start growing a beard at the age of fourteen or fifteen and never shave it. Ding Youtian couldn't imagine that scene.
"I'm talking about your place. I heard it was like that over there, but I don't know for sure, so I'm asking you out of curiosity."
"Oh, you've misinterpreted it. It's a warning to not harm your body or hair. It's simply a warning to people to cherish their bodies and not harm themselves. Even a single hair is a gift from our parents. It doesn't mean you can't shave your head or beard. If that were the case, wouldn't monks and nuns who shave their heads be considered traitors? How can they even cultivate themselves?"
So that's how it is. Jian Ning had also wondered this before. If men in ancient times started growing beards during puberty, wouldn't the streets be filled with unshaven young men? Not only would it be unsightly, but it would also be a big hygiene problem.
Ding Youtian shaved, washed up, and then helped Jian Ning light the fire and cook breakfast. Thinking that his wife was gone, these were his responsibilities, but Jian Ning was silently running the household for him, and he felt a mixture of emotions.
For breakfast, Jian Ning cooked white rice porridge. As she scooped the porridge into the bowl, Ding Youtian smelled the fragrance of rice. Remembering what she had said about increasing grain production, he looked up and asked, "Can your one acre of land really produce over a thousand kilograms of grain?"
"Of course, it was invented by an agricultural scientist who is known as the father of hybrid rice. By the way..." Jian Ning glanced at the kitchen door and lowered his voice, "I have a book that describes in detail how to hybridize various crops. It's in simplified Chinese. I'll read it and you write it. You can change it to traditional Chinese. Once the glazed shed is built, we can try planting it. We don't have to wait until next spring."
"Okay, I'll have Sister Tian lead Brother Qiu in brewing some wine. You read and I'll write. If we can't increase grain production, firstly, it won't be cost-effective to buy at a high price, and secondly, in years of famine, we won't even have enough to eat. The young lady is not only a benefactor to our family, but she's also done a great deed for the people of Dayan Kingdom!"
"Stop flattering me. I'll bring the porridge over, and you take out the boiled eggs from the small pot next to it. Hurry up, don't dawdle. Dabao has to go to school."
Jian Ning glanced at him sideways, picked up the bowl of porridge and turned to set the table.
In the yard, Uncle Ding San was feeding the horses. Ding Yang and Ding Jian had also arrived and were making preparations for brewing wine.
The father and his two sons brought several large bundles of bean grass and piled them under the corridor.
"You came really early. Have you eaten?" Jian Ning asked with a smile.
"I ate it." Master Ding San stroked the horse's neck with a smile, glanced at Jian Ning, and then his gaze returned to the horse.
"Uncle San." Ding Youtian came over and greeted Master Ding Sanye. "After we send Dabao and the others to school, please go to town and buy me a bed. I'll ask... ask my wife to bring the money. It doesn't need to be too good, just an ordinary one will do."
"Okay, just let me know if you need anything." Mr. Ding San took care of the carriage the same way some young people today take care of their cars. He had just wiped the carriage before leaving yesterday, and now he was wiping it with an old piece of clothes he brought with him.
Jian Ning gave him a tael of silver, estimating that an ordinary bed would cost at most a thousand coins. "If there's any left, don't return it for now. Help me collect some more grass from the village. I need to prepare the horse feed and build a stable. If you don't have enough money, come back and talk to me."
Master Ding San smiled and said, "Don't waste any money. I have some scraps that would be perfect for building a stable. We'll set it up this afternoon. Every household has some stalks of fodder, too. I got some yesterday. I won't hesitate to ask you for more fodder in the future, but you won't need it now."
"Uncle San is the elder of the clan. Just listen to him and don't worry too much." Ding Youtian also said with a smile.
In the past, he never felt anything wrong when calling Jane Ning "Madam", but now, calling her like that in front of others, he felt a little subtle and unnatural. She was still an unmarried girl, so he couldn't help but steal a glance at Jane Ning.
Jian Ning looked calm, as if nothing had happened, but Ding Youtian's face turned red, and the scene of her removing the catheter from him appeared in his mind again.
Yes, this girl may not be really ugly and cannot get married. It is possible that no one dares to marry her because of her job. Ding Youtian sneered in his heart, thinking that the men in Jian Ning's place are too pedantic.
As Jian Ning said, it's impossible to treat a broken hand and a broken foot. As a doctor, saving lives is the most important thing. Such a good girl was ruined by the filth of the world.
Ding Youtian was soon slapped in the face by himself.
A few days later, Old Qin and Aunt Feng brought their son and daughter-in-law to Dingjia Village, and asked their way to the old house of the Ding family.
"Oh, Brother Youtian, long time no see. How are you?" Qin Yifan came up and punched Ding Youtian in the chest as soon as he saw him, and laughed heartily.
Ding Youtian bowed and said, "I am here to see the County Magistrate. I hope you will forgive me for not welcoming you from afar."
"Brother, are you alienating me?" Qin Yifan pointed at him, his face falling. He suppressed a smile and said, "You are so bold that you actually lied about my mother being critically ill. Do you know that I was so scared when I received the letter that my legs went weak? What crime should you take? Think about it yourself and figure out how to make amends!"
"I feel wronged. This is what your father meant. I hope you can understand it!" Ding Youtian looked at Old Qintou. Old Qintou looked up at the sky, as if it was none of his business.
"You said it was my father's idea. Who can prove it?"
Ding Youtian thought about it and realized that there were really no witnesses. He was really careless about this matter. If his master was here, he would definitely scold him for doing such a stupid thing.
He stretched his head and tilted his neck: "I admit my defeat. I will be punished by your will, whether to kill me or to cut me up."
"Haha, don't try that on me." Qin Yifan punched him again, then looked at Jian Ning, who was walking towards him with a smile, and said seriously, "This must be my sister-in-law, right?"
"That's right." After Ding Youtian introduced Jian Ning to him, he introduced his wife. While Ding Youtian invited the couple to the main house, he glanced at the wine-making area. Fortunately, Mr. Ding Sanye and Mrs. Tian saw someone coming to block Brother Qiu, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After entering the house and sitting down, Qin Yifan exchanged some pleasantries and asked Jian Ning, "Why did you ask my wife and I to return together? Do you think we both need treatment?"
"You are confused. You two must take the medicine together to conceive. Of course, I have to take your pulse and prescribe medicine according to your physical constitution." Old Qin had asked Grandpa Yang many times about having a grandson. He had heard that it was easier for a couple to conceive if they took the medicine together. Otherwise, he would not have called his son back.
"That's just one of the reasons." Jian Ning smiled and said, "If you want to have a child as soon as possible, both of you should get checked out. Your wife's infertility isn't necessarily her fault."
"What?" Old Qin was the first to be shocked when he heard this.
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