Chapter 8 Is he sick?
Seeing Li Lian's expression turn strange, Yu Tingwan slowly added.
"But he must be responsible, not a street urchin who does not work properly. He must be honest at home and cannot hit me."
Li Lian was thoughtful, thinking of Yu Tingwan's experience, and she had some guesses in her heart.
She couldn't help but feel pity and figured out the pros and cons. She didn't perfunctory and thought about it carefully.
The Hu family was afraid that there would be a scholar, and those who wanted to become relatives with the Hu family would naturally dilute their prejudice against Yu Tingwan, not to mention that this girl was outstanding.
"The Zhu family in our village has four generations living together and is prosperous. The four sons have not married and are strong, but they are all good at working in the fields, and the young men are all good young men."
"The sons of the Zhu family are all very filial, but this Zhu family mother-in-law is sick and takes medicine every day, which drags them down, so this marriage has been delayed until now."
"But the family is sensible. If you marry the eldest son, you will only have a hard time in the first few years, but will you worry about not having a good life in the future?"
No, she can't bear this hardship.
Zhu's mother is sick, and as a daughter -in-law,
she has to take care of her by the bed. She has to take care of the housework inside and outside.
Not to mention boiling medicine and cooking, as a junior and eldest sister-in-law, she has to wash the clothes of the four brothers and the old clothes of her parents.
It's even harder than being in the Hu family.
What is she looking for?
She is getting married, not doing hard labor.
Yu Tingwan asked without hesitation: "Does the mother-in-law have any other suitable candidates?"
Li Lian was easy to talk to: "What do you think of the son of the widow of the Shi family? Their family is simple, and the young man works as an accountant in the town."
The Shi family is one of the best in Xilin Village.
Yu Tingwan shook his head: "The widow Shi treats her son as her own sweetheart, and she is arrogant and should not look down on me. I don't ask for much, at least the mother-in-law must be reasonable."
This made Li Lian feel troubled.
Who didn't start as a daughter-in-law and become a mother-in-law?
If the son of the Shi family didn't only look at the face when looking for a daughter-in-law, how many girls in the village would rush to marry her?
Li Lian had a headache.
"I have another one here."
"You also know that my family will buy pigs from the neighboring Gaojia Village every New Year, and as a result, we have dealings with Butcher Wu. This man is five years older than you and has a quirky temper. He is the only one left in the family, and the elders are long gone."
She hesitated for a while: "Although you will have no worries about meat if you marry him, but..."
"But I can't introduce you to him against my conscience."
"That guy is a good person and generous, but he has a quirky temper and doesn't like to talk. He has a muscular body and is tall and strong, which looks intimidating. It's just that he was born with a missing finger on his left hand, which is quite unlucky and unlucky. Who dares to marry him?"
Yu Tingwan's eyes lit up. There is such a top-notch person!
What's wrong with four fingers? How is it inferior to support yourself with your own hands?
My father worked in the escort agency in his early years. There is an ugly scar on the right cheek, like a centipede. He often said.
[Your mother had a hard life in the first half of her life. If she follows me, she must eat the best, wear the most beautiful clothes, and live in the best house.]
She thinks her father is the most handsome!
Yu Tingwan volunteered: "Me!"
No need to serve her parents-in-law, no disputes between sisters-in-law.
What's wrong with a strange temper? She is not easy to mess with!
Li Lian: ???
Are you serious! ?
But you and Butcher Wu standing together, you are not a good match in any way.
She recognized Yu Tingwan's expression, it didn't seem fake.
Li Lian couldn't understand, but respected!
Yu Tingwan smiled, not shy: "When he is free, mother-in-law might as well arrange for us to meet."
Country people don't have so many rules, and with Wang's farce, Li didn't think this was abrupt.
If the two don't dislike each other and live a down-to-earth life, it can be a good marriage.
Think about it carefully, maybe it can really work. Li Lian slapped his thigh: "Okay, wait for me to believe it." As soon as
Li Lian left, Wang rushed in.
She looked at Yu Tingwan with a gloomy face.
"What did you say to Li Lian?"
They talked for so long! Don't say bad things about her, otherwise why would Li Lian glare at her before leaving!
Thinking of the villagers' pointing and talking just now, Wang was ashamed and angry.
Yu Tingwan put away the smile in his eyes and his expression faded.
"Want to know?"
Wang:?
Yu Tingwan said softly: "Guess."
Wang:? ?
Now that someone is backing you up, you can do whatever you want!
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Old man Qian has been walking with the wind these days.
He is not an expert in medicine, but he knows Wei Shen's condition well.
When the villagers sent him here, he took a look and asked Shouzhong's wife to prepare for his funeral. But he couldn't stand the people's pleading, so he kept him.
Old man Qian had no choice but to stuff a piece of old mountain ginseng into his mouth every day.
Wei Shen didn't die yet!!
There was hope.
Wei Shouzhong ran back to find Old Lady Wei, and Hui Niang also went back to her parents' home to borrow money, hoping that the road would be unblocked and send her son to the town's clinic.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Old man Qian picked up the medicine box and went next door to change the medicine.
The light in the room was dim, and the man on the couch was as pale as paper, and he opened his eyes at some point.
He leaned against the wall, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and slowly raised his eyes. His eyes were empty, but they seemed to be rolling with huge waves.
This glance made Old man Qian's spine cold.
The snow was falling harder, as if it was going to destroy something.
When Wei Shouzhong came over with his purse in hand, he saw old man Qian running out of the house in a hurry.
"Quick, go get the pottery jar on the next table!"
Old man Qian left this sentence and turned back.
Wei Shouzhong was panicked, went to the next table, picked up the pottery jar and rushed into the house.
His vision was bright red, blood spurted out of Alang's chest, and half of his body was covered in blood.
Old man Qian's face was solemn, and he tried to press his wound, but the warm liquid still rushed out through his fingers.
"Didn't this wound stop a few days ago?"
Wei Shouzhong's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a "bang": "Doctor Qian, please save Alang."
"Please prescribe the best medicine. If the money is not enough, my husband and I will collect it."
Old man Qian had a bad temper, but he dared not be vague about matters involving human lives.
"Okay, it's useless to beg me. If the bleeding can't be stopped, I can't do anything."
Doctor Qian looked solemn, with sweat on his forehead. He grabbed the pottery jar and poured the hemostatic powder on the wound.
"Go get some basins of water! Boil it."
Wei Shouzhong's eyes were red. He put down the cloth bag containing the silver and ran out.
Time was unbearable.
I don't know how long it took, but Old Man Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Shouzhong was worried: "Doctor Qian, how is Alang?"
"Your son is sick."
Wei Shouzhong: "Yes, isn't he being treated?"
Old Man Qian didn't rush to wash his hands: "He just woke up."
Wei Shouzhong: !!!
He was ecstatic: "Really!"
"Don't be happy too soon."
Old Man Qian: "He just asked me if I had a knife. I said no, but I had scissors. He was quite polite when he took it."
Wei Shouzhong was relieved, but he was puzzled: "What does he want the scissors for?"
Old Man Qian looked strange: "To stab the wound."
That was so neat and straightforward.
Wei Shouzhong:? ? ?
Old man Qian couldn't put it into words: "After stabbing him, he pulled it out again, and before he lay down and closed his eyes, he complained that my scissors were too blunt."
"Do you think he has a brain disease?"
The girl was about to go see him.
Wei Zhao: Don't panic, I'll stab myself first.
(End of this chapter)
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