Chapter 514 I Won’t Marry
Jiang Ning was his playmate, although when the two of them were chatting it was Jiang Kang who was talking around Jiang Fubao.
But Jiang Ning was still happy to listen.
After all, her father and grandmother didn't love her, she was beaten from time to time, and she never had enough to eat. From the time she could remember until now, she has no happy memories in her life.
Jiang Kang's words, like a story, entered her mind and began to take root.
Old Chen from the same village had just finished his meal.
Different from the warmth of Jiang Zhuzi's home.
Everyone in Old Chen's family looked sad.
Chen Tianfeng was paralyzed in bed, his face full of despair. His wounds had long since healed, but left deep scars.
So many days passed, and except for being supported by his grandfather's wife to move around every day, he spent the rest of the time lying in bed.
Rather than being moved, he was being dragged.
Because below the waist, there is no feeling at all.
Every day when he looked at the beams, Chen Tianfeng had thoughts of death.
"Brother, I got you some bamboo, which has already been cut into strips. You're bored lying around anyway, so start weaving bamboo baskets from tomorrow. I'll take some to the town to sell, and that way our family can have a better life."
The appearance of Chen Hongxia broke the tranquility in the room.
Wang Ruer, who was sitting on the bed wiping her tears, looked up at her sister-in-law.
Chen Tianfeng also looked over. His upper body could move, so he was half lying on the bed.
"Okay." Chen Tianfeng's eyes flashed, and after thinking for a long time, he only uttered one word.
His sister has given so much for him, how could he dare to die.
Chen Tianfeng knew that his sister got these bamboo sticks because she was afraid that he would have nothing to do while lying down and would easily think too much, so she thought that she could make some money by selling bamboo baskets.
I can only edit ten in a month, and earning twenty or thirty cents is good enough.
Not even enough money for his medicine.
"Hongxia, I will ask a matchmaker to find you a husband tomorrow. We can't put it off any longer. The New Year is coming soon. After the New Year, you will be eighteen, and really become an old maid. Don't mention how rude those old women in the village will say to you. I'm afraid you can't stand it."
Wang Ruer's eyes were red, and she pulled Chen Hongxia's hand to persuade her.
"Sister-in-law, please stop talking. I won't get married. I have already decided that I will never get married in this lifetime. Don't say this again. I am a little tired from chopping bamboo today. I will go back to sleep first.
By the way, I have already made an agreement with Brother Jiang Cheng that he will park the bullock cart outside our house tomorrow, and Grandpa and I will take Big Brother to the town for Miss Fubao to give him acupuncture. "
Chen Hongxia pulled her hand away, turned around and left.
Her tone was very firm.
"I'm the one who dragged her down. I owe Hongxia too much in this life. I hope I can stand up again in the future. The moonlight is bright today. I've slept all day and I'm very energetic. Bring the bamboo strips to the bedside and I'll weave more bamboo baskets. The more money I can make, the better. I can't let you get too tired."
Chen Tianfeng leaned on the bed and wanted to lie down, but unfortunately his waist had no feeling and he couldn't sit still.
He had no choice but to weave the bamboo basket in a particularly uncomfortable posture.
Wang Ruer and her two children had fallen asleep.
The window was opened a corner.
A cold wind blew in.
Chen Tianfeng covered his wife and children with quilts and continued to weave bamboo baskets.
In the second half of the night, when the moon hid in the clouds and the light disappeared, he put down the bamboo stick and wrapped Wang Ruer in it to sleep.
At the beginning of the Si hour, Jiang Fubao and Pan Erya came to the clinic.
Daner Daqian and others arrived as early as the beginning of the Chen hour.
The clinic was cleaned thoroughly and the charcoal stove was burning hot.
As soon as they entered the clinic, they were hit by heat. Jiang Fubao took off his cloak and put it in Pan Erya's hand.
"Miss, hold the hot water to warm your hands." Without waiting for her to sit down, Luer brought a hot water bottle.
Jiang Fubao's hands were frozen.
The snow melted a little and began to freeze.
Today is colder than yesterday.
"No one has arrived yet?" Jiang Fubao asked casually. A clinic is different from a restaurant or a tavern. The guests are always weird.
Calling them patients will make those who come to eat unhappy.
Therefore, Jiang Fubao is generally referred to as a human being.
"Not yet, but the second young lady is already making the soup." Dan'er answered her.
As soon as he finished speaking, a man who coughed every two steps entered the clinic.
Jiang Fubao put down the soup pot and started to take the patient's pulse.
Her cold little hands have warmed up.
"Cold air entered your body and you caught a cold. It's not serious. I'll prescribe you a prescription. Do you want to get it from me?" Jiang Fubao put her hands down, picked up the pen on the table, dipped it in the ink that Dan'er had just ground, and asked as she wrote.
"Just catch it here. I'm too lazy to run away." The man who came to see the doctor was a regular customer.
I came here once in the summer and got heat stroke.
After taking the medicine prescribed by Jiang Fubao, the discomfort disappeared in just two days.
Therefore, when he caught a cold, he did not go to any other clinics but came directly to Yaoxiang Shenge.
"Dan'er, go get the medicine." Dan'er was the only servant who knew all the words and medicinal herbs.
Jiang Fubao handed her the prescription.
I continued to hold Tang Pozi.
"How much?" After an incense stick of time, the man carrying five packets of medicine asked Jiang Fubao.
"Two hundred dollars, you don't have to pay for the consultation." Jiang Fubao said slowly. Anyone who got medicine from her would have their consultation fee waived.
This is also one of the reasons why her clinic is doing well.
When the weather is cold, many people get sick.
After the man left, several women and a young couple with a baby came.
They all caught a cold.
Some of the symptoms were mild, just runny nose and cough, while others were so severe that they had fever, and Jiang Fubao even gave them injections.
In just half an hour, he earned more than three taels of silver.
Without waiting for her to sit down and rest.
Jiang Cheng came in carrying Chen Tianfeng on his back.
Old Chen and Chen Hongxia followed behind, looking embarrassed.
"Hello, Miss. Mr. Chen, I'm waiting for you outside. The ox cart is still outside, so we have to watch it." Jiang Cheng put Chen Tianfeng on the bed, said hello to Jiang Fubao, and went out.
"The wound has healed well. You need to come every five days from now on. You don't need to come again until the spring ploughing next year. Have you forgotten the acupuncture points I taught you? You must press them every day. Also, his legs are a little atrophied. You can't be lazy. You must massage them."
Jiang Fubao first helped Chen Tianfeng check the wound.
Then she motioned to Luer to bring the silver needle.
After acupuncture for Chen Tianfeng, he pointed out the acupoints again.
A quarter of an hour later, the grandfather and grandson helped Chen Tianfeng out of the clinic.
Seeing this, Jiang Cheng hurriedly got off the ox cart to help.
"Brother Jiang Cheng, wait for me, I'm going to buy something." Old Chen winked at his granddaughter, and Chen Hongxia spoke immediately.
"Okay, go quickly. It's starting to snow again, and the road will be difficult to walk on." Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at the sky.
He noticed that small snowflakes like dandruff began to fall from the sky.
"Okay. I'll go right away." Chen Hongxia trotted away.
When she came back, she was holding two oil-paper bags in her hands. In front of Jiang Cheng, she opened one bag and handed it to him.