When Shi Qingluo finished taking a shower, Xiaomei also made a meal.
Stir-fried tofu, wild vegetable nest and an egg drop soup, it is very simple to eat.
Shi Qingluo's food was tasteless and tasteless, Xiao Hanzheng was also very calm, but the three of Xiao's mother ate happily.
Shi Qingluo looked at Xiaomei and asked, "You were in the old house before, can you eat enough?"
Xiaomei replied: "No, my mother and I cook the most, but we share the least."
"My brother came home from studying in the county town, but we can barely eat enough."
Today’s days are things that I didn’t dare to think about before. “In the past, even if we could eat only wild vegetables, we would be satisfied.”
Erlang also nodded, "That's right, we never had eggs and meat, and we never had enough food when Big Brother was away."
When the eldest brother is there, he will ignore the ugly faces of others and take the initiative to serve them dishes.
Shi Qingluo was heartbroken listening to the words of the two.
The people in the Xiao family's old house are really nothing.
She smiled and said boldly: "In the future, I will bring you the delicious and spicy ones, the ones that fly in the sky, the ones that run on the ground, and the ones that swim in the water, all for you to eat."
Erlang cheered, "Sister-in-law is great!"
Little sister Xiao and Mother Xiao also had expectant smiles on their faces.
Watching the little daughter-in-law drive her mother, brother and sister so happy and looking forward to it.
Xiao Hanzheng's original feeling of empty loneliness in his previous life seemed to be gradually being filled.
After eating, Xiaomei diligently cleaned up and washed.
Shi Qingluo is not good at cooking, nor does he like to do housework, so he did not rush to do it.
Mother Xiao took out her purse and sat in the yard to embroider.
When Xiao Hanzheng was in a coma, the two shrews took away the food and money from the family. She made a living by embroidering purses and taking medicine.
It was only later that the medicine became more and more expensive, and she couldn't afford so much money, so she went to the village to borrow it.
Erlang went out to play, Xiao Hanzheng called Shi Qing and fell back to the room.
He handed Shi Qingluo a stack of papyrus on the table, "I wrote an opening chapter, see if you can do it."
He had copied the scriptures for several years, and after he became an official in his previous life, he also liked to read various miscellaneous books, but he had never seen such a scripture for cultivating immortals.
But because she discussed with Shi Qingluo, she gave him a lot of inspiration and plot.
It was very unaccustomed and unfamiliar to write at the beginning, and I felt it when I wrote it.
Shi Qingluo took it over and read it from the beginning.
After reading it, he raised his head in amazement and said to Xiao Hanzheng, "Old Xiao, your talent is too strong."
"This story is written very smoothly and has a strong sense of substitution. I think it is well written."
She had heard before that Xiao Hanzheng was a genius in reading, but did not expect that he was so gifted in writing.
If it was written by her, she would definitely not be able to write such an effect, and her writing must be very white.
On the other hand, what Xiao Hanzheng has written has some characteristic charm and writing style of this era, which is more acceptable to readers.
She felt that until now, Xiao Hanzheng estimated that writing novels could become a god.
Xiao Hanzheng heard her compliment, a smile on his brows and eyes, "So it seems that we can continue writing?"
Shi Qingluo nodded, "Of course you can, but there are two places that can be modified, which may be better."
Xiao Hanzheng asked, "Which two?"
Shi Qingluo pointed out the problem and suggested how to correct it.
Xiao Hanzheng nodded, "What you said makes sense, I'll take a look at it."
Sit down and start editing.
Shi Qingluo sat next to him bored and watched him write.
Then he found that Xiao Hanzheng's handwriting was not only beautiful, but also very strong, and it didn't look like a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boy could write it.
Lao Xiao looks like a big boss who has opened up at this time.
Sure enough, she was too right to invest in advance.
Xiao Hanzheng quickly finished the revision, and Shi Qingluo read it again, "This time it's much better, you really have the talent to write a script."
She smiled and said, "But don't indulge in it, just take the time to write and write, I'm still waiting to hug your thigh."
Xiao Hanzheng couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I will focus on the imperial examinations, and I will give you a thigh hug in the future."
Cough, why does this sound so wrong and ambiguous.
The little daughter-in-law will only need to hold his thigh in the future, so he has to work harder to do it again.
Shi Qingluo nodded with satisfaction, "Old Xiao, we'll rely on you, I believe you can do it."
Appropriate encouragement and trust are still necessary.
Xiao Hanzheng looked at Shi Qingluo with a hint of warmth, "Then I'll thank you for your trust first."
The two discussed the plot again, Xiao Hanzheng continued to write, and Shi Qingluo went to bed first.
In the early morning, when Shi Qingluo heard the movement outside, he knew that it was the three of Xiao's mother who got up to make tofu.
She also got up quickly and walked out.
At this moment, Mother Xiao is carrying beans to bring her two children to grind.
Seeing Shi Qing falling, she smiled and said, "Why don't you sleep more?"
Shi Qingluo replied, "I slept early last night, so I won't be sleepy anymore."
"You all go first, I'll come over after I wash up."
A mother-in-law like Xiao's mother is really good.
Mother Xiao nodded, "It's okay, take your time."
The tofu was ready after dawn, and Shi Qingluo asked Xiaomei and Erlang to change the tofu at the gate of the courtyard.
There is Xiao Hanzheng sitting in the yard watching, she is relieved.
So he went to town with Mother Xiao.
Shi Qingluo carried a backpack and put the medicine dregs in the backyard and the medicines he had caught two days before and had not finished in it.
Xiaxi Village is not too far from the town, it takes more than half an hour to walk.
It takes about two quarters of an hour to walk from the town to the county seat.
The two went directly to the medicine hall.
This is also the only pharmacy in the town, and its main customers are villagers.
As soon as Mother Xiao entered, Shi Langzhong's apprentice greeted him with a smile.
"Have you finished the medicine you caught a few days ago?"
Mother Xiao nodded, "It's over."
Then followed this man into the inner hall, and Shi Qingluo saw a middle-aged man in his forties who was seeing a doctor.
There were several people lined up in front of them, and they looked like they were also from the village.
After seeing other patients.
Shi Langzhong smiled and politely asked Xiao's mother: "After Ling Lang woke up, is there any discomfort in the past few days?"
Mother Xiao looked a little worried, "I didn't feel any discomfort after waking up, but my body was very weak and it was difficult to get out of bed."
She sighed, "I don't know if it will be okay."
Shi Langzhong's eyes flashed, "After being in a coma for so many days, and the high fever persists, it is good for a person to wake up. It is normal for the body to feel weak."
"I have to take some medicine to make up for it for a while."
Mother Xiao reluctantly pulled out a smile, "Okay, then take the medicine for a while, and I'll ask Shi Langzhong to take it for three days first."
Every time she comes here, she is open for three days.
Shi Langzhong nodded, picked up the pen and began to write the prescription, and then asked the apprentice to take the medicine.
Shi Qingluo looks unreliable, even if it is a tonic, can you take it casually?
Shouldn't we first look, hear, and ask questions, then see what is wrong, and then prescribe the right medicine?
This man is not only a bad character and has problems, but he is also very irresponsible to his patients.