The father-in-law and son-in-law exchanged their thoughts on the Miao family for a while, then let it go. From the cardboard box, it was clear that the other party was a smart man, and digging into this history would do no one any good.
Many second-generation warlords, deprived of their power, were often blackmailed and threatened with becoming enemy agents abroad. What does it mean to have a powerful brother-in-law? Just thinking about it, you can guess what they would choose.
It was late at night when Zhang Guoqing returned to his room. Ping An was sleeping on the kang in the outer study. After checking the ice tray and mosquito net, he quietly entered the bedroom.
——The twins were placed on the kang, with Zhou Jiao leaning in the middle, who was reading a book.
Seeing this, he didn't try to persuade Zhou Jiao to stop reading. It was almost two months into the postpartum period, and some of the restrictions could be relaxed. However, with them lying down like this, where would he sleep?
"Brother, is it hot tonight?"
Zhang Guoqing touched his sons' necks and saw they were sweating. He scoffed, "Those little brats! They're always tormenting me. Ping An woke up this morning and asked me if I slept in the study last night, too."
Zhou Jiao watched him carefully pick up their son and even bent down to give him a kiss. Seeing this, she smiled - this man is not only a good husband, but also a good father for the nation.
"We don't have time to spend with him normally, so it's inevitable that the child will be a little dependent. Now with these two, it's inevitable that we'll neglect him a bit. We should make another bed tomorrow. I've finished my confinement a long time ago, so we can add more ice trays here later."
Zhang Guoqing observed her complexion and nodded. He took the ancient book from her hand and asked, "Are you really interested in studying medicine? Do you really plan to see the old man every weekend?"
"It's not a matter of liking or disliking something when it comes to saving your life. Good teachers are rare, so get as many as you can while you're young. Besides, they might be useful in the future."
“…” Zhang Guoqing decided not to discuss this topic with the study maniac who had a photographic memory, as he felt very hurt.
After washing up, he mentioned Xiao Zhou while he was on the kang. He had heard from the wedding wine that Xiao Zhou was planning to apply to go to the southwest. This was a bit sudden!
Zhou Jiao gave him a strange look.
"how?"
"If Dad wasn't here, I'd want to leave. What's so good about the capital?"
"No. He applied to the wrong place." Zhang Guoqing shook his head. "My uncle went to the southwest, so he has to go there too. Could there be a treasure in the southwest?"
"You didn't ask Dad?"
"No. I have to figure it out on my own first. I can't ask him everything."
"With such a large military region, they might not all be assigned to the same place. Where's the treasure? They're just clamoring to get promoted. Count who's in charge of each of the major military regions?"
Zhang Guoqing looked at the top of the mosquito net thoughtfully. After a while, he patted his thigh and said, "Jiaojiao, you have to go to the grassroots first before planning to go to the Planning Commission."
Zhou Jiao was startled and said coquettishly, "You're so surprised. My situation is different from others. My dad told me the day before yesterday that the higher-ups have already called on me."
Zhang Guoqing looked at her with resentment. Can we still have fun? Neither the father nor the daughter had mentioned such an important matter to him.
"You seemed quite busy recently." Zhou Jiao laughed and fell into his arms. "Who cares how they play? As long as I'm with you, I can go anywhere except cleaning the toilet."
"Yes, this is the key point."
Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded, but she felt a little uneasy. She hoped that this time she could draw the attention of those who were interested in her, and at least alleviate the malicious intent against Zhang Guoqing.
The game of chess had already begun, and there were some things she couldn't explain to Zhang Guoqing. Cheng Sijin was about to be transferred out of town, so she had already started to be wary of those with ulterior motives.
Zhou Jiao buried herself in his arms, taking a deep breath of the familiar scent. She was determined to protect this man, and it would be best if no one set their sights on him, otherwise she wouldn't mind seeing blood on her hands.
Zhang Guoqing didn't know what she was thinking, but he sensed her uneasiness. He narrowed his eyes and subconsciously patted her gently with his hands. One day, he would be able to live his life as he pleased, protecting his wife.
…
No matter how worried you are, the future is unknown. Days still pass by, and time will never stop at the will of human beings.
After a heavy rainstorm, the scorching sun appeared in the sky again. Zhou Jiao hurried out of the courtyard, carrying her beloved large shoulder bag and two books.
Inside the alley, Master Hu looked at his beloved apprentice and waved happily, "Have you finished looking again? You can take the bronze statue home today."
The bronze figure he was talking about was a genuine one. It was said to be his most beloved item, and he had kept it for his apprentice to inherit. Of course, Zhou Jiao smiled when she heard these words.
"Master, have you eaten yet?"
"I ate it, I ate it. Why didn't that damned Xiaowu come with you?"
Zhou Jiao knew that he would mention Zhang Guoqing in the second sentence. She didn't know what was going on with this couple. One called them a stinky old man, and the other a bad boy, but their relationship was as close as that of a grandparents and grandchildren.
"I have something to do today."
"Humph. This damn brat is just busying himself for nothing." Doctor Hu raised his chin proudly and cursed. Then he pointed to the study with a smile and said, "Good disciple, let's go."
Zhou Jiao was already used to his casual ways, so she gestured to Aunt Mute, who was working on a handicraft at a nearby stone table. Looking at the paper box she had pasted, she sighed inwardly.
Entering the study, Zhou Jiao asked softly, "Master, can Uncle Hu and his nephew be trusted? They haven't seen each other for so many years. You know, people's hearts are unpredictable."
Old Man Hu laughed when he heard this. The kid finally couldn't help but mention this matter! He couldn't say anything about this matter. Logically, Hu had a retirement pension and was eating his own food. Aunt Ya really didn't need to get those little boxes.
“Master…”
"Well, Hu's family only has this few descendants, so if he's willing to help, then help. I've met that family before, and they're quite honest. Hu knows his limits."
Zhou Jiao frowned slightly, but ignored them. They were both willing to fight and be beaten, so as an outsider, she should keep her mouth shut.
Doctor Hu had already turned around, opened the drawer, took out a long wooden box and handed it to her.
Zhou Jiao looked at him in confusion.
"This is a set of golden needles that Master prepared specially for you."
Zhou Jiao was at a loss for words when she heard this. Why are you so anxious? She smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I'm not even familiar with the silver needles yet. I'll leave this thing with you first."
Doctor Hu didn't want to waste time talking to her and just stuffed it into her hand: "Practice the feeling first. Only by comparing can you feel the difference."
Zhou Jiao hesitated for a moment, then stuffed it into her bag without opening it. She then took out a packet of silver needles and followed him to the table. That's right, the old man had placed the bronze statue on the table.
Doctor Hu, in a serious tone, said, "Come, show me how well you've learned. I'll point out the symptoms, and you give me the acupuncture."
"Vertigo."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Jiao had already inserted the needle an inch in front, behind, left and right of the Baihui acupoint, with the tip of the needle pointing outwards.
"Lung heat."
“Wet rent.”
"Xiaopenia and hemiplegia."
"Epigastric pain."
"Phlegm and asthma."
As Zhou Jiao inserted and removed the needles, Doctor Hu began to rapidly recite a series of symptoms. Seeing his apprentice's unwavering concentration and composure, he finally relaxed his expression with satisfaction.
"It seems you've really read your notes carefully. You'll need to continue practicing these common needlework techniques when you get home."
Zhou Jiao nodded seriously.
"Besides all this, you have to touch the river water every day. When I say touch the river water, I don't mean the water in the basin, but the flowing river water."
Zhou Jiao smiled and said, "Master, are you going to teach me how to take a pulse?"
"You're so smart!" Doctor Hu glanced at her and hesitated for a moment. "Let the river freeze over first. Then I'll find something for you to practice on."
Zhou Jiao didn't want to waste her embroidery skills, so she nodded happily.
"We still have to continue practicing our sect's secret techniques. Women are not as physically fit as men, so we have to exercise more." As he spoke, Doctor Hu thought about the time issue and sighed.
"Master, I am in good physical condition now."
Doctor Hu shook his head: "I am not worried about these things."
Hearing this, Zhou Jiao lowered her eyes guiltily. Even with more time, she really couldn't do anything. To put it bluntly, she had spent five years just to get a college degree.
"Learning Chinese medicine requires more than just rote memorization and familiarity with meridian points, diagnosis, and herbal prescriptions. Written knowledge like this isn't enough. You also need to learn from people with practical experience. There are many famous doctors in the countryside, each with their own unique skills. Once you've learned enough, you'll need to travel extensively."
"I understand what Master means."
"Okay, let's talk about this later. Don't worry, you'll have more time once the children grow up. Now let me tell you about these symptoms..."
The master and the apprentice, one teaching attentively and the other listening attentively, spent their time passing by quickly. It was dinner time, and Aunt Ya came in to wake them up.
"Okay, that's all for today. Take two more books back with you, and come back to me if you have any questions."
Zhou Jiao gestured to Aunt Ya and said, "Master, the child is still young, so I won't eat here."
"Okay, then you should go back early."
Zhou Jiao took the book he handed over, took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to him: "Master, can you help me see if this is feasible?"
After the lecture, Doctor Hu once again shed his stern teacher's expression. After reading the lecture, he smiled and said, "Who offended you? Did your father know that you wanted to prepare medicine?"
Zhou Jiao stuck out her tongue and said, "I didn't dare let him know."
Doctor Hu flicked the paper with interest. He discovered that his apprentice was most interested in making medicine, especially drugs and poisons.
Fortunately, this child is on the right path, otherwise he would really be worried about raising a troublemaker.
"Master, please check for me. I don't mean to harm anyone, but there are some things I don't want thieves to succeed with. I'm going to put some medicine on them to let them know that some things can't be touched."
Doctor Hu didn't say anything more after hearing this. He had also acquired a lot of these things when he was young, and had also smeared a lot of them on his luggage. Well, he is indeed his own disciple!
"Okay, I'll try the medicine later to see how it works. Since you're not taking it here, go back and be with the kids."
Even though she knew he would agree, Zhou Jiao was still very happy. She could foresee how many people would learn from this recipe after her master improved it in a few years.
She has no control over the Gu family's ancestral tomb, but she will not allow the main branch of the Gu family to be disturbed. This can be considered as her way of showing filial piety to her grandmother.
But will it really take a few years?
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