The old house was robbed, and this New Year was very frustrating and uncomfortable. Without money, nothing could be done. The New Year's dinner planned for the fourth day of the Lunar New Year was cancelled. Huang's mother-in-law came, and she couldn't even get a good meal.
They couldn't even get the meat out. The Huang family, who always wanted to save face, had lost all her dignity. She became more and more dissatisfied with the big family and her whole family. They tormented the Zhou family so much that the whole family did not have the joyful atmosphere of the New Year.
"If you can't even look down on a man, what's the use of you? Sangmenxing, go back to your Zhou family as soon as possible." When Mrs. Huang saw Mrs. Zhou, she felt an unknown fire in her heart, and then thought of her pitiful
The old girl was so thin that she had only a pair of bones and could barely breathe. She became increasingly sad and wished she could tear Mrs. Zhou apart to vent her anger.
"It's not my mother who stole the money, it's your son. If you have the ability, just bring your son back." Su Chuntao couldn't stand it and ran out to fight again.
"You damn hooves, you're not old enough yet, let's see if I don't tear your mouth open." Huang was looking for sticks all over the yard.
"Old Qianpo, I'm still afraid of you." Su Chuntao said in reply.
The two of them started arguing, and then four sounds of gongs and cymbals came from the door, and a strange voice sounded: "Is this the old Su's house?"
Mr. Huang's face suddenly darkened. Four gongs and cymbals were sounded, and the visitor stopped at the door and refused to ask questions. He was here to announce the funeral!
It is really unlucky to report a funeral during the Chinese New Year.
Turning around and looking, sure enough, the person was wearing linen clothes, with a straw rope tied around her waist and a white gauze belt tied around her arm. Her face immediately turned pale.
"Which family are you from?" Huang asked in a trembling voice. She was more afraid of hearing that her golden phoenix was gone than losing her money.
"I'm from Zhou Zhou's family in the county. I'm here to tell you that my uncle Zhou Zhou got old last night and went to my aunt's house to attend the funeral." The visitor raised his voice.
"Dad!" Mrs. Zhou screamed and immediately fainted to the ground.
"Mom!" Su Chuntao was also shocked and hurriedly went to help her. Huang, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief and gave the mother and daughter a fierce look.
Damn it, the Zhou family has cheated her daughter, so she will die if she dies.
Mrs. Zhou fainted because her heart's blood supply could not be supplied. After applying the medicinal oil, she woke up faintly. She immediately burst into tears and struggled to get up to go back to the city for the funeral.
In the main room, Mr. Huang and Mr. Su were arguing about whether to go to the funeral.
"You have tricked my daughter into asking me to see her off during the Chinese New Year, no way! I won't go, you have to go alone." Mr. Huang sat cross-legged on the kang and said sarcastically: "I don't see how you can see me.
Golden Phoenix."
Thinking of Jinfeng's pitiful appearance, even her parents' family did not dare to go back. Huang's tears came again, and while crying, she said: "My poor Jinfeng, your life is so miserable. That family should cut off their children and grandchildren."
It’s time to make amends to you.”
Mr. Su listened to her talk becoming more and more outrageous, so he clicked his tongue, waved his hand and said, "That's it, you won't go if you don't want to go." After saying that, he sighed.
I had heard for a long time that the old man of the Zhou family was in bad condition. He was upset because his grandson had become like that. Mr. Su couldn't help but think of himself and the missing Su Changsheng. He touched the corner of his mouth that was slightly crooked due to a stroke and felt in his heart
He grabbed it.
Will he be so angry one day that he can never get up again because of Su Changsheng?
Mrs. Zhou was very angry when she heard that Mr. Huang refused to go to the funeral, but at this time, she could not argue. She hurriedly packed a baggage and took several of her children to go to the funeral with the old man.
Since Mr. Su was just a relative, he didn't have to stay there until the funeral, so he stayed for one night and then came home.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s meeting people of his own age, or because of other reasons, but Mr. Su looks older. He looks like a decrepit old man with his cane on his head, which makes people feel sad.
"Old Zhou, it's not easy for him either." Mr. Su sighed deeply at his old wife.
"He deserves it!" Mrs. Huang has no sympathy at all. She can't sympathize even if she thinks about her daughter.
"You are already old. It is better to accumulate good moral character. Even if it is not for yourself, you can also accumulate some blessings for Jinfeng." Mr. Su said in a low and authentic tone.
"Jinfeng..." Huang couldn't help but ask.
"I see her in a worse state of mind than the last time I saw her."
After hearing this, Mrs. Huang's eyes immediately turned red. She might really hate her son, but she truly loved Su Jinfeng like a ball in her eye.
"Boss, he has harmed our Jinfeng!" Huang cried and said, "If he hadn't insisted on marrying that bitch, nothing would have happened. It's so pitiful that Jinfeng is only nineteen!"
Mr. Su remained silent and smoked a whole tube of cigarette. After a long while, he said: "This is all fate!"
Mrs. Huang cried for a while, then suddenly remembered what she had heard outside in the past two days, and said: "Old man, you said that if you go to Beijing, can Jinfeng's disease be cured?"
Mr. Su was stunned, frowned and asked, "What do you want?"
Huang moved her buttocks, put aside the sewing basket on her lap, and said: "Isn't Shangjing a big city? The emperor also lived there. I heard them say, what is the name of the doctor who treated the emperor?
, what's the matter, yes, imperial physician."
"Look, you can treat the emperor's illness. It must be very powerful. Do you think those imperial doctors can cure our Jinfeng's illness?"
Mr. Su almost choked on the puff of cigarette in his mouth. He coughed a few times and then said, "Where did you hear this?"
Huang curled her lips, hugged the sewing basket again, and hummed: "Didn't Liu Yatou go to Shangjing for several months last year? Now that she's back, doesn't the wife of Dajun love to hang out at their house the most? Didn't you hear it?
Don't worry, they say those imperial doctors can bring the dead back to life!"
"Nonsense!" Mr. Su glared at her and said, "Don't tell me whether he has the ability to bring the dead back to life. Even if he does, can he save you? They say that doctors who treat the emperor's illness will treat him casually.
sick?"
"What's a doctor if he doesn't save people?" Huang said unconvinced.
"Even if they can save you, can you invite them? Oh, even if they are willing to come, do you have the money to hire them? Imperial doctors, imperial doctors, they are the most powerful. Do you think it is as simple as inviting a cowherd to come? It's just a matter of asking
Our house has been sold and we can't even invite you here." Mr. Su said angrily.
"Who said we can't invite you?" Mrs. Huang snorted and said reluctantly: "Isn't that Liu Yatou and her husband a general? I heard that all those imperial doctors can help you.
Those noble people who treat diseases, if Liu Yatou asked the general to treat our Jinfeng, then Jinfeng would not have to die."
Mr. Su was startled. He didn't expect that Mr. Huang would dare to have such an idea. He couldn't help but laugh at himself: "If it were you, would you hire an imperial doctor to treat her family's illness?"
Huang's face suddenly pulled into a frown, and she said displeasedly: "What do you mean?"
"Boss, have you forgotten about that? Have you forgotten what happened in the past? You still think that Liu Yatou and the others are still your granddaughters. If there is really any affection for the boss, the wanted list for the boss will be pulled down.
"
I have to say, old man, you have told the truth!
"Are you asking me to watch Jinfeng die? She's only a little older. If a white-haired person gives a black-headed person to someone else, do you have the heart to be so cruel?" Mrs. Huang started to cry again and said, "It's not like I want them to.
What are you doing, just hiring an imperial doctor for help, that’s not enough? In the past ten years, no matter how bad we treated them, we didn’t deprive them of food and drink, so even just doing this small favor is not enough?"
"Even if you have raised her for more than ten years, she is still young a long time ago. Why can't you figure it out?" Mr. Su let out a long sigh.
Mrs. Huang choked, pursed her lips, and said, "If you don't go and beg, I'll go and kneel down for them. I'll kneel down too. I guess you'll agree to it."
"Just relax, our family can't bear the trouble anymore!" Mr. Su stopped her hurriedly and said.
Looking at her old man's slightly crooked mouth, the white hair on his temples, and his desolate eyes, Huang was shocked. Only now did she realize that the old man who had been sleeping next to her all her life had aged a lot.
Mr. Huang was the kind of person who would not give up until he reached the Yellow River. While Mr. Su was sleeping, he pulled up his clothes. After thinking about it, he ran to the kitchen, opened the jar where eggs were usually kept, gritted his teeth, and took out the contents.
I took out a dozen eggs and put them in the basket, covered them with a cloth, and hurried to Su Liu's house.
Su Liu and the others were discussing how to go to the county to pay homage to the Cao family and to visit Magistrate Song's house to pay New Year greetings. When the servants heard that Mr. Huang was here, they couldn't help but give a strange look.
"What is she here to do again?" Mrs. Chen frowned. Mrs. Huang has never been to their place since she was beaten by Su Liu last year. What is she here to do now?
"We'll find out after a while." Su Liu raised his eyebrows.
There are a lot of bad things going on in the old house, and Mrs. Huang comes here just for those few things, either to play the family card to gain sympathy, or to say good things for Su Changsheng, but because Huang Shi hates Su Changsheng, it should not be, or maybe
, are you here to ask for money?
Su Liu thought about several possibilities, but he never thought that Huang was here for Su Jinfeng.
Looking at Huang's stiff but flattering face, Su Liu raised her eyebrows. Huang really had a motherly heart towards Su Jinfeng. But, who told her that the imperial doctor could cure this disease? Even if it could be cured, who told her
, Can Su Liu ask for help?
"Liu Yatou, your little aunt is only nineteen years old this year, not much older than you. Your aunt and nephew also had good times in the past. Do you have the heart to see her die?" Huang said pitifully: "I don't want you either.
No matter what, as long as I can hire an imperial doctor to treat her, I will be satisfied. I will accept whether she can be cured or not. Just be kind."
Su Liu picked up the teacup and said, "Who said that an imperial physician can cure this disease?" She took a sip of tea, looked at her lightly and said, "It can be cured, but who told you that I hired an imperial physician to treat her?"
Illness? I haven't heard that this disease can be cured. Go to your home, I can't do anything."
Huang's expression changed, she pursed her lips and said, "Are you unwilling to help me with this?"
Su Liu looked indifferent, lowered his eyelids and said: "I don't have the ability to help. Besides, as an imperial doctor, can you hire someone if you can?"
She is not the Virgin. Su Jinfeng is pitiful, but there is something hateful about a poor person. Whether you say she is ruthless or cruel, in this era of poor medicines, she has never heard of a cure for this disease.
Why bother doing that useless work?
----Yan Zai hk, I am the universal auto-save king----
