Chapter 89 Night Cry
Xu Qingye smiled and diverted her attention.
"Let grandma see it first."
Song Yuntang looked at Song Jinsheng and the others and said, "Second brother, you guys should move the things to the shop to assemble and paint them first. I'm afraid I don't have time right now."
"Okay, leave the shelves to us, you go ahead and do your thing."
After Song Jinsheng finished speaking, he quickly led Mu Dong and Mu Qiu to move the things onto Grandpa Sun’s ox cart and went to the shop on Heyang Street.
After arranging for Song Jinsheng to have several children, Song Yuntang moved the things on the table aside, sat down opposite Hu, and reached out to take her pulse.
After a moment, she withdrew her hand.
Xu Yongwang asked nervously, "Is there any problem?"
Song Yuntang shook his head. "Grandma's illness is caused by years of overwork. You didn't feel it when you were young, but the symptoms started to appear when you got older. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. You should take good care of yourself when you go back. Keep a good mood, get more rest, and eat a balanced diet of meat and vegetables. Only then will the symptoms be relieved."
She first took out the silver needles to give Hu acupuncture to relieve her hand tremors, then took out a pen and paper to write down a prescription and handed it to Xu Yongwang.
"I know the owner of Baicaotang, Mr. Li. Uncle can get a discount if he mentions my name when he goes there to buy medicine."
"OK."
This was the first time I saw Song Yuntang treating a patient. Although he didn't know any medical skills, his son was seriously ill. He had come into contact with many doctors over the years, but none of them could use silver needles so skillfully.
The matchmaker Liu was even more surprised, as she did not expect that the future daughter-in-law of the Xu family was so capable.
"Miss Song, do you know why the child cries at night?"
My grandson has loved crying at night since he was born. I have seen doctors, performed rituals, and also followed the old man's advice and posted "Night Crying Boy" notes in crowded places in the village, but there has been no improvement.
The child cried all night long. After half a year, the child didn't grow much. The adults also suffered. The daughter-in-law was so tortured that she became mentally depressed.
"How old is he? Are there any other symptoms besides crying at night?" Song Yuntang asked in a calm voice.
A child's crying is nothing more than physiological and pathological.
As long as the cause is found, it can be solved.
Mrs. Liu thought for a moment, "My little grandson is almost six months old. He is not very energetic during the day and always needs to sleep. At night, he cries all night long and is easily awakened when sleeping. He looks like a three or four-month-old baby."
Speaking of this, she felt a little worried.
Song Yuntang hummed, "It's hard for me to judge without seeing him, but from your description, it may be caused by malnutrition. Since he is already half a year old, you can give him some white rice porridge, egg custard, jujube paste and other easily digestible foods. Play with him more during the day, exercise more and sleep less, and he should be better at night."
"Don't you need to take medicine?" Liu asked again.
Song Yuntang shook his head. "The child is too young. If he takes medicine randomly, it may damage his spleen, stomach, liver and kidneys. Moreover, I have not yet determined the cause of the disease, so it is difficult to prescribe medicine. If he still can't get better according to the method I said, Auntie can bring the child to town for me to see."
Liu nodded quickly, "Okay, thank you Miss Song."
Several people sat down and chatted again, and the matchmaker also asked Song Yuntang what he thought about the wedding date.
Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Xu Qingye looked at Xu Yongwang.
"Dad, I'll stay here and help. You and grandma and aunt can go back first."
Xu Yongwang was not worried at all about how his son would return or whether he would return, so he nodded without thinking.
"Okay, let's go first."
After everyone left, Song Yuntang said as he packed up the things in the house, "Grandma is old after all. She has been working hard for many years and is already exhausted. I didn't say it in front of her just now. You have to be mentally prepared."
In the previous life, people had no worries about food and clothing, and living to over sixty was indeed considered young. But this is ancient times, farmers toiled all year round, and nutrition and medical care were inadequate, so many people died in their forties or fifties. It was indeed not easy to live to over sixty.
Xu Qingye's eyes darkened, "How long does she have?"
Separation from loved ones and death is a hurdle that no one can escape.
Everyone has to face it.
Song Yuntang stopped and said, "If you take good care of yourself, four to five years will be fine. But if you continue to work hard and worry as before, I'm afraid even three years will be difficult."
"I see."
Xu Qingye went out of the house and used the leftover wood from making shelves by Song Jinsheng to build a simple cage under the eaves of the kitchen. He loosened the ropes on the chickens and ducks with their feet and wings tied and put them into the cage. He also took a bowl and put some brown rice and water in it.
"If you don't want to eat the chickens and ducks for now, you can keep them first. If you kill them all today and don't eat them all, they'll go bad easily." As if he was afraid that she wouldn't know how to keep them, he carefully instructed, "Just throw some food and water in there every day. They can eat grass seeds and insects, too."
Song Yuntang pursed his lips and said, "I saw them raising chickens at the Song family."
Xu Qingye smiled helplessly. He had taught in a private school in Rongshu Village for many years. Although he had no intention of getting involved in the village gossip, he had heard people talk about her.
"I believed the rumors wrongly."
"Although what you hear may not be true, I really didn't know how to do many things before." Song Yuntang sprinkled some water on the soybean sprouts brought by Song Jinsheng and placed them in a cool place in the kitchen to keep them fresh. He then fetched a large basin of water and went under the eaves to rinse the 130 bamboo cans that had arrived today.
After Xu Qingye set up the chicken coop, he went forward to help her.
"You have to do so many things every day, can you handle it?"
"It's not bad actually. I usually have Mu Qiu and Mu Dong to help me." Song Yuntang raised his head and looked in the direction of Xu Qingye, "Brother Xu, please help me later."
Xu Qingye took the rinsed bamboo jars and put them on the rack to dry.
"Okay, what do you need me to do?"
"Your handwriting is beautiful. I want you to write for my sign."
Xu Qingye hummed, "What's the name of the store? I'll write it after I rinse these bamboo jars."
"Yujun Pavilion."
With two people working together, they were quite quick and soon all the bamboo jars were rinsed clean and hung up to dry.
After Song Yuntang gave Xu Qingye paper and pen, he began to boil shampoo water.
All the goods have to be prepared in the next two days. The weather is hot, so we will paint the shelves today and they will be dry tomorrow. We can put the goods on the shelves and open for business the day after tomorrow.
Otherwise it will cost you one more day and one more day’s rent.
Xu Qingye took the written words to the kitchen.
"Can you take a look at this word?"
Song Yuntang stood up, wiped his hands on his waist, walked forward to pick up the paper, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's much better than what I wrote."
Looking at her brilliant smile, Xu Qingye couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Is there anything else I can help you with?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a violent knock on the door.
"Open the door! Open the door quickly!"
It was a man's voice.
The two of them looked at each other at the same time, and Xu Qingye pulled her behind him and said, "Protect yourself. I'll go take a look."
After saying that, he walked towards the door.
Looking at the tall figure of the man, Song Yuntang suddenly felt that it was not bad to have a man at home.
But of course she couldn't let Xu Qingye, who had just recovered from a serious illness, face those people.
She touched the knockout drug on her waist, took a stick from under the eaves and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. She didn't know what the purpose of the visitor was. If he really came to fight, she would only knock the person out first if she couldn't win.
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