The fire on Er Yi Niang belongs to the heart fire.
After the mute girl was sure, she drew a big bamboo on the paper, and specially circled the bamboo leaves, and wrote the word "thirty" next to it. The other drawing was a green grass, with the word "ten" written next to it, and finally she drew
A medicine jar with water bubbling out of it.
After finishing the painting, hand it to Haitang.
"Thirty grams of bamboo leaves, ten grams of grass, decoction in water." Haitang said. As for the grass in the second picture, Haitang didn't recognize it. Give it to Wintersweet, Tian Niu, Lulu, Ertong, Po Po, everyone.
Didn't even recognize it.
The mute girl was anxious, and for the first time she hated herself for not being able to speak.
"Mute sister, you draw the dried medicinal materials, not plants." After Haitang reminded her, dumb sister picked up the pen and filled in a few more strokes on the side, oval sheets, one by one, the size of a thumb.
"Er Tong, you go and get the medicine. The doctor should know you. Go to the dyeing workshop and pay a few copper coins." Haitang ordered.
The medicine is not even ready, so I have arrested her. Second Aunt is worried, don’t let her die here. Death in a foreign country is a matter for scholars. Those who have a family and a career don’t do this...
When Er Tong came back, the mute girl saw that what he brought back was licorice and nodded repeatedly. Lulu cooked it herself and fed it to her mother. After drinking it for more than a day, Er Yi Niang gradually got better.
The cloth sent to the tailor was also made and the clothes were delivered. Haitang paid the money and took a closer look. She found that the tailor's handiwork was pretty good and the sewing was quite fine.
Seeing the clothes coming, Er Yi Niang became less angry. She and Lulu tried them on one by one. They were going to the county town tomorrow. In the end, the two of them picked out the most eye-catching ice cracks.
The mother-in-law saw that the second aunt did not mention the marriage in the past two days, and that when Datong came back, Lulu did not cling to her buttocks. No matter what tricks Haitang used, it seemed to have some effect, and her hanging heart gradually relaxed.
In the past two days, Haitang also discovered something, that is, Datong was always tossing and turning at night, unable to sleep, and he refused to say anything. These days, Haitang has already tasted it, no matter what happened to Datong outside or how much he ate.
I am willing to bear the pain myself and not tell my family.
"Datong, have you encountered anything unpleasant these days?" Haitang saw that Datong hadn't left yet.
"All the unsatisfactory things have been resolved. The main reason is that the results are coming soon. Madam, I feel a little nervous." Datong and Haitang still told the truth.
Indeed, the list will be released soon, success or failure depends on this.
Haitang recalled the same feeling when she was waiting for her college entrance examination transcripts. If she failed in one, there would be two more, if she failed in two, there would be three, and if she failed, there would be a junior college.
But Datong is different. The scholar crosses a real single-plank bridge, and there are not so many followers. If you pass the exam, you will pass, if you fail, you will fail. The final word is final.
Everything remains to be determined, and Haitang cannot comfort Datong.
"The feeling of anticipation is good, but maybe this feeling will never happen again," Haitang said.
"Well, Madam is right, I'm going to the private school first." Datong brought the food, smiled at Haitang, turned around and left. Datong was worried, worried that his reputation would be lost. The person he felt most sorry for was not his mother, but his wife.
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If he passes the exam, at least no one will dare to bully the lady to dye the cloth, and no one will dare to do anything wrong. Only by obtaining the title of No. 1 Scholar can he protect the lady from being wronged and bullied...