Chapter 739 The Unsuitable Jiang Family
"But now there are delicious fish and meat on the table, and the refined rice in the bowl has not been finished. You can see how sad the mother is. She loves Fubao the most and regards Fubao as her life. When Fubao leaves home, the saddest person is probably the mother.
I will have time to persuade her tomorrow. You should also tell Eryong and Siyin not to make their mother angry recently, so as not to hurt her body. Fubao is not at home. If she gets sick or in pain, she can only seek help from others. Although all the doctors in the clinic have graduated, I only trust our Fubao."
Zhu Yingqiu turned sideways, looked at Jiang Dahao and chatted casually.
In the next room, separated by a wall, Jiang Tongjin was chatting with Qian Xile about the same topic.
"It's going to get cold soon. I put a thick blanket on Fubao's carriage. He can cover himself with it when he is on the road so that his legs and feet won't get frozen. Oh, and I asked you to put the charcoal stove there. Have you put it there? If you have a charcoal stove, you can heat up dry food and boil a kettle of hot water when you are on the road."
"I brought it. You are Fubao's eldest sister-in-law. Among all the sisters-in-law, you have the best relationship with Fubao, just like real sisters. I, the eldest brother, am more like the son-in-law of the Jiang family. I need you to remind me, and I will certainly not forget. If I forget the charcoal stove, you will scold me to death."
Seeing him say this, Qian Xile rolled his eyes at him.
The Jiang Tongmu and his wife next door, as well as Jiang Tongshui, and the two families of Jiang Tonghuo and Jiang Tongtu in the third courtyard were all whispering.
The five brothers are all married and no longer have to sleep alone in one bed.
Even if you have insomnia, there is someone to chat with.
The two brothers Jixiang are different.
Jiang Tongji sent his sister out of town today and stayed at home for one night. However, for the first time, he couldn't concentrate on reading. He sat at the table with the book in his hand for a whole quarter of an hour without turning a page.
I looked through the book, but I didn't know what I was reading.
The same is true for Jiang Tongxiang. Even the notebook under his pillow doesn't smell good anymore.
He lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread, staring at the beams in a daze until his eyelids started drooping and he fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Ruyi and Jiang Huanyu also went to bed in the late night, so they woke up late the next day.
As soon as the two of them arrived at the courtyard and entered the main hall, they saw Zhang Yanzi and Jiang Siyin with big dark circles under their eyes.
"Uncle, Aunt, didn't you sleep last night?" Jiang Ruyi's eyes were misty. She had yawned more than twenty times since she got up.
"Yeah, I'm worried about Fubao and can't sleep." Jiang Siyin nodded. His eyes were red and bloodshot. He didn't know if it was because of crying last night or because he overused his eyes and didn't sleep all night.
"No matter how worried you are, you can't miss sleep. Today, don't go to the shop. Stay at home and get a good sleep." Zhang Jinlan put down the bowl in her hand and said.
She also slept late last night, so she didn't get up until noon.
"Okay, I'm really sleepy, my lady. Let's go back to the room and sleep after we finish eating. Don't get yourself in trouble, or else Fubao will come back to check our pulse and we'll be worried."
Jiang Siyin yawned and said to Zhang Yanzi.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhang Yanzi had a sullen face, without even a smile on her face.
Even though she usually treats Fubao the most strictly, in fact, she regards Fubao as more important than anything else.
Even her beloved husband ranked behind her daughter in her heart.
Fubao is only fifteen years old, and he has to go to another place alone. It will take such a long time. How can she feel at ease?
But she didn't stop, as the child had his own things to do. Fubao wanted to open clinics throughout the Tianling Kingdom, which would be a good thing for the people.
Medical treatment at Ren Ai Clinic is extremely cheap, even cheaper than some itinerant doctors.
If it becomes popular, poor people will no longer be afraid of not being able to afford medical treatment.
She couldn't stand in her daughter's way; she had to give her full support.
Therefore, when sending her daughter away, Zhang Yanzi did not try to persuade her to stay, and even asked her to come back after she had finished her work, and not to rush back, in case she did not find the right shop or craftsmen, which would delay the opening of the business.
Jiang's Snack Shop will open half an hour later today.
There were two fewer people, so many food items were limited in quantity and would be gone once they were sold out.
There are also situations in the clinic.
Without Jiang Fubao to see patients, other doctors were very slow in taking pulses, and patients in line had to wait more than twice as long as before.
In the backyard kitchen, Jiang Ruyi was swinging a spatula, her arms moving like waves on the water.
Her forehead was covered with sweat, and the cook beside her picked up a rag to wipe the sweat off her face.
After wiping, Jiang Ruyi's forehead was all yellow, with a green onion on it, which looked a little funny.
"Oh no, I got the wrong one. This is a pot-cleaning cloth, miss. I'm so sorry. I, I was wrong." The cook quickly changed the cloth and apologized repeatedly.
Jiang Ruyi didn't care.
He just raised his chin as a reply.
At noon, Dong Wei, who was sitting in the main room eating, looked unhappy, and so did Grandma Rong who was standing beside him.
Both of them were concerned about Jiang Fubao.
Not only them, but even the regular customers of the snack shop who came to eat mentioned Jiang Fubao.
It seemed as if the topic discussed by the people in Lianshan Town today all revolved around Jiang Fubao.
Jiang Fubao, who was missed by everyone, had already arrived at the first shop Meng Bujiu gave her.
This is a two-storey shop.
The door on the first floor was three people wide. After entering, I saw ten tables and chairs on the first floor. Some of the chairs were missing a leg and looked shabby. However, the interior of the shop did not look too old, so it only needed some simple repairs.
When he stepped onto the stairs, there was a "creaking" sound with every step. Jiang Fubao covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. There was a lot of dust inside, and there was also a moldy smell. He guessed it was because it rained for several days in a row the other day, and the wood got wet, causing it to mold.
The area of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor. The first floor is the lobby, and the second floor is the private rooms. The private rooms on both sides have balconies. The left side offers a view of the scenery outside the courtyard, which is relatively quiet.
You can see the street view on the right, but it's a bit noisy. Each has its pros and cons.
"Erya, wipe the table." After Jiang Fubao finished touring the first and second floors and the small backyard, she stood at the table closest to her and gave instructions to Erya.
"Yes, Miss." Erya took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust off the table.
"Xue Huan, get a pen and paper." Jiang Fubao looked at Xue Huan's waist again. Xue Huan was carrying a cross-body bag that she had sewed herself. It looked ugly, but it was very large and very useful. It contained charcoal pencils and paper, as well as a purse and small snacks, such as dried meat and peanuts. No matter where she went, she was always a greedy cat.
"Okay." Xue Huan opened her small ugly bag, took out a pen and paper and placed them on the table.
Jiang Fubao bent down and began to draw. Seeing this, Pan Erya went to the well in the backyard to fetch a bucket of water, washed the towel, and then came back to wipe a chair without missing legs. After she was done, she gave it to Jiang Fubao and asked her to sit down.
It's so tiring to always bend over.
Since she is the young lady of her family, naturally she feels sorry for her.