Some things you can't listen to, you can only see.
Although Deng was cursing and swearing, what she said was indeed hurtful.
However, Su Li, being a big, clumsy girl, was clearly not good at taking care of things, and in this era, taking care of the household was generally considered to be a woman's job.
This kind of Deng is neither likable nor dislikeable.
She drove the oxcart back home.
The red-tiled, white-walled house was very large. After getting off the bus, we were led to a sunny house that was bright and spacious.
There was no one in the courtyard at the moment. Xiao Ya was working in the county town, Old Man Guo and Madam Xie were helping out at the hot pot shop, and the so-called "big fool" Fu Tu must have gone to school.
She made the bed.
He put the person upstairs and said, "Dad, you can stay here comfortably. I'll go find a doctor to take a look at you."
"Good." Lying in bed, Su Xiucai finally realized that his child was living a good life.
Although he was still reluctant to spend money, he didn't need to be too stingy since his child was willing to spend.
After a short while, footsteps could be heard outside.
When Doctor Liu saw Old Scholar Su, he exchanged a few pleasantries, asking about his daily meals, his rest time, and then took his pulse. A look of relief appeared on his face.
"It's alright, it's not serious, but Su girl, you'll need to use up some of that ginseng."
The ginseng doesn't belong to her.
But at this time, she won't be too stingy.
Even if the ginseng belongs to Futu, she still has to be a domineering mother.
When I got to the outside of the Buddha's room, I found that the door to the child's room was locked. Who was he keeping an eye on? How could a little kid be so guarded?
Remembering that Doctor Liu still had ginseng, she went back to discuss with him that they would use the ginseng he had first, and then have the children contribute some more after school ended that evening.
Dr. Liu had no objection to this.
He said, "Give me a few more of those glutinous rice eggs, I'm craving them after a few days without them."
"Sure, no problem!" If she could cure Old Scholar Su, she wouldn't have any problem with a glutinous rice egg, or even a golden egg made of gold.
A satisfied smile appeared on Dr. Liu's face.
Su Jiaoniang left with Doctor Liu and returned with a medicine bag in her hand.
The medicine was decocted and delivered to Old Scholar Su's room.
"Father, please take good care of yourself first. Once you're better, then you can go and teach Buddhism."
The old scholar smiled and responded.
Seeing the bowl of medicine in Su Jiaoniang's hand, he wrinkled his nose. He had been taking medicine for so many years, but this time it seemed particularly bitter.
He lowered his head to drink the medicine; what did bitterness matter?
A person who has suffered half their life.
This amount of medicine is really nothing.
After watching the old scholar take his medicine, Su Jiaoniang took a meat bun from the kitchen and handed it to him.
She then closed the door, and night slowly fell. Xiao Ya and Fu Tu returned from outside, and Su Jiao Niang emphasized Fu Tu's character.
The Buddha was stunned.
He even has a maternal grandfather.
It didn't exist in my dream at all.
Having multiple maternal grandfathers isn't really a big deal; he still has a father who's imprisoned in the Great Qi prison.
However, he actually had to play the role of a fool.
...
"Mother, how should a fool be portrayed?" Futu's expression was very serious.
Su Jiaoniang reached out and gently patted his head: "Silly boy just likes to eat, play and sleep. Grasp the essence and just keep talking about food."
Futu felt he had grasped the essence.
"Also, give some of your ginseng to Doctor Liu. Your grandfather is too weak and needs a lot of nourishment."
“Okay.” Fu Tu nodded. Ginseng is a good thing, but it can be worthless at times.
Xiao Ya tugged at Su Jiao Niang's leg, took out a gold coin inlaid with jade from her hand, and nervously stuffed it into Su Jiao Niang's hand.
"Mommy, it's beautiful, here you go!" The little girl said, then immediately covered her mouth.
She turned to look at Futu, her eyes wide: "Mother, isn't it true that I'm the older sister and Futu is the younger brother!" She had already asked Gouhua that older children lose their teeth first.
Dog Flower said that her eldest brother lost his teeth earlier than her second brother, and her second brother lost his teeth earlier than her third brother.
The older one's teeth will fall out first.
Fu Tu's gaze fell on the little girl, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
It also had a look that said, "Just do whatever makes you happy."
“Futu is the older brother. The reason why the older brother didn’t lose his teeth before you is because the little girl is more fortunate!” Before she transmigrated, the original owner had children, and both children were so thin and weak from hunger that they looked like African refugees.
At that time, Futu protected Xiaoya, and whenever there was a little food, he would give it to Xiaoya first.
Therefore, whoever gets more nutrition will lose their teeth first.
The little girl laughed happily.
She didn't understand the implied meaning in Su Jiaoniang's words.
Su Jiaoniang prepared the meal and carried it towards Old Su Xiucai's room, with Xiao Ya and Fu Tu following stealthily behind.
Old Scholar Su has already woken up.
Candles were burning inside the room.
Although it was dim, it wasn't dark.
Just now, Old Guo came over to help him turn over, wipe him down, and help him with some daily tasks.
Only after listening to Old Guo speak did he realize that his daughter had made something of herself.
They grew vegetables that could grow in winter, and they even had servants. They lived like landlords.
That's good!
That's good!
"Father, have something to eat." Su Jiaoniang walked in and brought over some congee with preserved egg and lean pork, which was relatively easy to digest.
The little girl rummaged around and squeezed inside.
Seeing the old scholar Su lying on the bed, she asked expectantly, "Grandpa, it's me, Xiaoya. Are you sick?"
As the old scholar Su was eating, he looked down and saw a little girl with her hair tied in two little buns with a red ribbon. The child was fair and tender, had lost a tooth, had red lips and a white face, and had dark hair. It was as if he were seeing Su Jiaoniang, whom he had seen many years ago.
"Yes, Grandpa is sick. When he gets better, you can knit him a little straw hat."
"Okay, okay, little girl loves Grandpa the most." The child took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.
He took the bowl from Su Jiaoniang's hand and fed Old Su Xiucai the food spoonful by spoonful.
Tears welled in Old Scholar Su's eyes. This was the life he wanted, the life he thought only existed in his dreams.
"Futu, come here and talk to your grandfather." Su Jiaoniang looked outside and saw Futu's conflicted expression.
The little girl is already inside, what's he doing huddled outside? Counting ants?
Fu Tu walked into the house and looked at Old Su, the scholar. Old Su had a sallow complexion and small eyes, and did not look like Su Jiao Niang.
But he felt especially warm towards Xiaoya.
Just like when Old Zhu read Lu Dai's book.
"Grandpa," he said, then, remembering his own foolish persona, he scratched his head.
He learned this move from Zhang Sanzhu.
Zhang Sanzhu scratches the back of his head whenever he speaks, making him seem rather dim-witted.
"Bring the Buddha here, let Grandpa take a look." Old Scholar Su stared at the Buddha, the child looked very clever.
"Can he write his own name?" Old Su, the scholar, thought the child could be corrected.
Lu Futu took a deep breath, puffed out his cheeks, and said with great confidence, "No!"
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