"Don't cry, my mother's temper is like this. My second brother also asked Jin Yatou to apologize. We are always a family, so don't hurt the harmony too much." Hearing his wife tell him about the day's events, he was sad.
Weeping with grievance at every turn, Sun Fucheng was in a dilemma like all men standing between their wives and mothers.
"You are always so quarrelsome! You didn't even see the way Jin Yatou treated Zhushan today! If I hadn't blocked him quickly, Zhushan would have been kicked out by her!
Can Zhushan's body withstand her kick? She is going to kill Zhushan!
Look at Zhushan’s face, my hands, and my face. Why do the people in the second room regard us as family members? We are simply enemies!"
What Wang hates most is her husband being so quarrelsome.
"What? You said Jin Yatou actually attacked Zhushan? That girl, she has grown so big in vain! Why is she so ignorant? Why didn't you tell me before?" Sun Fucheng was furious when he heard that his niece actually dared to attack his own son.
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"I should have time to tell you! Your good brother always says half the things and hides the other. He always says good things to himself! This is not the first day you have met him!" Wang said angrily.
Sun Fucheng did not refute.
"Zhushan, Zhushan, come here and show dad." After a while, he called his youngest son and carefully looked at the scars on his head and face.
"Does it still hurt?" Looking at the purple scars on his son's face, he felt quite distressed.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, well, it hurts a little..." Zhushan was about to shake his head, but suddenly received a look from Zhuqing and quickly changed his words.
"Hey, your sister Jinya is ignorant, don't be on the same level as her! Dad is ready to help you settle the score with her!" Sun Fucheng held his youngest son in his arms and looked at his daughter Zhuqing.
"Qingya, next time Jin Yatou is ignorant, don't attack her when you come up. You are too thin, and you will inevitably suffer losses in a fight. Besides, when girls fight, it always doesn't sound good when it comes out. Tell dad, dad asked your second uncle to treat her!" Sun
Fucheng's ability to teach his children was similar to that of many parents in later generations.
"Dad, if I can beat Jin Yatou, can I do it?" Zhu Qing deliberately ignored the other meanings in his words.
"Hey, what's the matter with you girl? Is it normal for a girl's family to always fight? From now on, even if you can fight, you are not allowed to fight! Dad doesn't want you to be called a wild girl!" Sun Fucheng frowned.
"As long as you don't say I'm a wild girl, dad?" Zhu Qing smiled and didn't care. She didn't care what outsiders thought of her. It was absolutely impossible for her to watch her brother Zhushan being insulted!
Seeing Zhu Qing's indifferent expression, Sun Fucheng couldn't help but wonder. He knew his daughter's temper best.
In the past, she had a good reputation and a bad temper. She would often compete with her second brother Jin Ya from Fuhou's family for food and clothing. She would often come back to complain to her mother, Prince Wang, because she was not as well-dressed as Jin Ya.
He even listened to the instigation of some people in Murakami, feeling that he and Mrs. Wang favored Zhushan and treated her harshly, so he lost his temper and bumped into the corner of the table.
Unexpectedly, when he woke up, the child seemed to have changed. He was much more sensible and reasonable!
Then he suddenly thought that he had arrived at Dr. Qian's place at the Huichun Hall in the town. The doctor who treated his leg looked surprised and admired after seeing his bandaged leg: "The wound was so accurately grasped! This bandage is good.
Ah! Fortunately, someone wrapped this for you in time, otherwise the bones would be misaligned and you would suffer a lot!"
After bandaging him, the doctor kept asking him: "Who is the person who bandaged you? His skills are very good!"
He was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak, so naturally he didn't say it was his daughter.
Moreover, at that time, his attention was all on his injured leg and he didn't think much about it. But now he calmed down and thought about it carefully, and then he realized that this matter was unusual.
When did Qingya master the art of bone-setting?
She has become much more sensible. It can be said that she has learned through hard work. This medical skill can't be achieved by just banging the head, right?
He was confused in his heart and asked involuntarily: "Qingya, you helped me bandage my leg injury today. Who taught you that technique? The doctors at Huichun Hall said that your technique is good!"
Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Dad, didn't I see you treating Dahuang's injured leg before? That's what I learned from you! Didn't you say at that time that if the bones were not set in time and the bones were misplaced, Dahuang would be injured?"
Are you just lame? I didn't think much about it at the time, I was just afraid that daddy, please don't be lame!"
Hearing his daughter talk about the time he treated the leg of the old big yellow dog at home, Sun Fucheng suddenly remembered what happened. Then he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and angry: "You girl, can humans be the same as dogs? You put it
Why should I, your father, be treated like a dog? Ah!"
Zhuqing pretended to be dumbfounded: "Why is it different? Aren't they all legs? Dad, I learned well, didn't I? Your daughter is the smartest! I can learn everything at once!"
"You girl!" Sun Fucheng looked at his daughter's proud look, but he was neither angry nor smiling. However, most of the original doubts in his heart were dispelled.
"Dad, tell me, I asked the young man of the Zhou family to borrow ten taels of silver. What will it be used for in our family next? Now that you are injured and can't work, and your brother still needs to take medicine, there must be someone in our family.
Where is the money coming from, right?" Seeing that the confusion on Sun Fucheng's face disappeared, Zhu Qing discussed business with him.
Seeing his daughter discussing family matters with him like a little adult, Sun Fucheng felt sad. It seems that this child's sensibility was forced out!
"How much? How much did you say you borrowed?" Then he was shocked by the amount of money his daughter said he had borrowed.
"Ten taels!" Zhu Qing put the ten taels of silver ingots in front of Sun Fuhou. "Here, Mr. Zhou lent this to me."
"You girl! Why don't you understand that the sky is the limit? How can our family borrow ten taels of silver? How long will it take to pay back this?" Sun Fucheng couldn't help but become anxious.
"Dad, that's why we have to think of a way to get money! Let's use these ten taels of silver as capital." Zhu Qing comforted him.
"Here, we don't have any skills, we don't know how to read or write, and we don't know many people. Where can we find a way?" Sun Fucheng looked confused.
He has lived in Cuizhu Village for most of his life. Apart from going out to work part-time, he has been as far as Changshan County. He has a little knowledge of the people in the area. He really doesn't know how to make money. One is illiterate and the other is not familiar.
Man, apart from farming and working hard, he really has nothing to do.
Seeing the confused look on his face, Zhu Qing sighed secretly.
It seems that her father really has nothing to do. Forget it, let’s find a way on our own!
