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Chapter 228 Telling stories to my son

Li Muta pointed to the book in front of him: "Look, it's written in the book!"

Hearing this, Mo Xiaodie was a little surprised: "Muta, what book are you reading!"

The two little guys turned around and saw her and stood up.

Li Muta raised the book in his hand: "Compendium of Materia Medica, my father bought it for me."

Mo Xiaodie took it and took a look. Sure enough, it was "Compendium of Materia Medica", but it was a simple pirated copy.

"Muta likes Chinese medicine very much?" She took Li Muta's hand and the two of them sat down.

Li Muta nodded: "Well, I want to study hard and then go to a college of traditional Chinese medicine to learn Chinese medicine. Treat diseases and save people."

"Why do we have to learn Chinese medicine?" Mo Xiaodie was very pleased that her son had such a lofty ambition at such a young age.

Zhao Fen and the others really educated Muta very well!

Li Muta tilted his little head: "Grandpa Wang told me that traditional Chinese medicine is profound and can strengthen the foundation. My mother said that I was very weak after being born prematurely when I was a child. The doctors in the hospital said that I would not live to be five years old. But through Grandpa Wang's traditional Chinese medicine treatment, I became stronger.

Survived in good health.”

"One winter there was a strong wind, and I suddenly had diarrhea in the middle of the night. Grandpa Wang happened to be not at home. My mother desperately picked me up and carried me to the hospital in the town. After I recovered, she was weak and the evil wind entered her body.

, she had rubella all over her body, and she was so itchy that she couldn't sleep at night. She took a lot of western medicine, but it didn't work. In the end, Grandpa Wang cured her with Chinese medicine."

"Since then, I have determined to be a Chinese medicine doctor, to carry forward Chinese medicine well, and to treat diseases and save people."

Mo Xiaodie's eyes were a little moist. She raised her hand and gently touched Li Muta's little head: "Good boy, you are so sensible!"

Li Muta didn't know what he thought of but lowered his head in despair.

"Muta, what's wrong?" Mo Xiaodie asked anxiously when she saw her son's little face, which was full of vitality and light just now, suddenly became disappointed.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought that Zizhong and the others are going to school soon, and I don't know when I can go to school! I feel a little envious of them."

"Do you really want to go to school?"

Li Muta raised his head, a trace of longing flashed in his small eyes: "Yeah!"

"Okay, you listen to the doctor these days and take a good rest. Auntie will find a way to let you and Zizhong go to school together, okay?" With Dabao here, I believe he will take good care of the four treasures.

"Really?" Li Muta's surprised face showed a hint of disbelief.

"Of course it's true. I'll discuss it with your parents later. If you don't believe it, let's pull the hook!" Mo Xiaodie held out her little finger.

Li Muta hesitated for a moment. Thinking of the situation at home, his eyes suddenly darkened: "No, Auntie. I can just study at home."

"What's wrong? I saw you looked very happy just now!" Mo Xiaodie was a little puzzled and a little distressed that Si Bao would have such a helpless look in his eyes at such a cautious age.

"Auntie, I heard that the school that Zizhong and the others are going to is Yucheng No. 1 Primary School, which is a key primary school in the city. They must have a registered permanent residence in Yucheng and have a house nearby. Otherwise, it will cost a lot of money. Our family has everything.

No." Li Muta lowered his head in humiliation.

Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but hugged him in her arms, her eyes full of heartache: "It's okay, Muta, it's okay, aunt is here! As long as you want to go, aunt will definitely find a way for you to go to school."

Li Muta broke away from her arms and said politely: "Thank you, aunt, no need. My mother told me that I can't accept favors from others at will. You have lent us a lot of money for my medical treatment, and you still let us

Living in such a nice place, we can't accept any more help from you."

"Muta, it doesn't matter. Auntie likes you and is willing to help you!" Mo Xiaodie tried to convince him.

But Li Muta had a firm face and firmly refused.

Mo Xiaodie wanted to continue talking, but Mo Zizhong pulled her sleeve: "Mommy, going to school is of great importance. Besides, Brother Muta's health has not recovered yet, so there is no need to worry."

After listening to her eldest son's words, Mo Xiaodie realized that she had been impulsive again just now.

She took Li Muta's little hand again: "Okay, Auntie won't force you. You can read at home if you want. If you don't understand anything, just ask Zizhong and he will tell you."

Li Muta yawned and seemed a little sleepy: "Thank you, Auntie!"

Mo Xiaodie looked at the time and saw that it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Li Muta would have gone to bed long ago at this time.

"Muta, you're sleepy! Auntie will help you change your clothes. You can go to bed early!"

Li Muta blushed and took a few steps back in embarrassment: "No, Auntie, I'm not sleepy. I have to wait for my parents to come back."

"Your parents went to the hospital to visit your aunt. I don't know when they will come back! You have just had an operation and need to rest. Go to bed early, otherwise your parents will be worried."

"If you're sorry, why don't you change your clothes and go to bed while we go out?"

After saying that, she pulled up Mo Zizhong: "Dabao, let's go out first and let Brother Muta go to bed early!"

She could see that Si Bao was already very sleepy and kept holding on.

Mo Zizhong was very obedient and walked out of Li Muta's room with her, closing the door carefully: "Brother Muta, go to bed early!"

After coming out, the mother and son did not go downstairs immediately, but sat down on the chairs at the other end of the balcony.

On a clear summer night, with the cool breeze blowing slowly, Mo Xiaodie looked up and saw a few stars in the sky. After searching for nearly seven years, she finally found another child. God had not treated her badly after all.

"Dabao, you have to keep the fact that the wooden pagoda is the Four Treasures a secret. Don't tell anyone, you know?" She warned her son carefully.

Mo Zizhong tilted his head and thought for a moment, and soon understood Mo Xiaodie's intention. He patted his chest and assured: "Mommy, don't worry! I know what to say and what not to say!"

Mo Xiaodie touched her son's little head: "Dabao is so good!"

Mo Zizhong looked back at Li Muta's room where only a night light was on: "Mommy, buy me some more books in the future and I will show them to my brother. He has a very good memory and can read quickly.

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"good."

Mo Zizhong leaned in her arms, mother and son raised their heads and looked at the stars together.

"Mommy, you haven't told me a story for a long time."

"Really? What story does Dabao want to hear?"

Mo Zizhong quietly pulled her, moved the stool near the window of Li Muta's room, pointed to the room with his little hand and said: "Mommy, Brother Muta must not be asleep yet. He likes to listen to stories about those doctors the most.

, tell me a story about Shen Nong tasting a hundred herbs!"

Mo Xiaodie glanced suspiciously into the window, and with the faint light of the night light, she saw Li Muta turning over on the bed through the gap in the curtains.

A smile emerged from the corner of her mouth and she began to tell the story of "Shennong Tasted Hundreds of Herbs".

Mo Xiaodie's voice was very soft and gentle. Although he was very sleepy lying on the bed in the house, Li Muta, who had been unable to sleep because he was worried about his parents, felt less so after hearing Mo Xiaodie's faint voice through the window.

I was scared and worried, and unconsciously, I gradually fell asleep.

After Mo Xiaodie made sure that Li Muta had fallen asleep, she tiptoed into the room and helped Li Muta adjust the temperature of the air conditioner to 26 degrees. Then she gently lifted the thin blanket and used the light of the night light to see clearly

I saw the birthmark on his lower back.

Tears fell down her eyes again and fell on Li Muta's back. He turned over in discomfort and stretched out his hand to scratch.

Mo Zizhong quickly pulled Mo Xiaodie out: "Mommy, be careful, don't wake up Brother Muta!"


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