After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

Ding Xirui looked at Chenxiang and then at Nanxing, feeling unhappy. She hoped that Chenxiang could face her feelings, but such things could not be forced. There were still more than 20 days left, and everything depended on Nanxing.

After lunch, everyone went to the small hill behind the Ding family's farm. Ding Xirui wanted to support her mother, but Chenxiang followed closely behind and couldn't help much. She and Banxia walked at the back arm in arm, looking at the twenty or thirty people in front of them, young and old, and smiled.

"Madam, what are you laughing at?"

"Banxia, ​​will this hillside be made shorter by us?"

“Hahahaha.” Banxia said, stomping her feet twice and whispered, “Young Madam, you’re even shorter now.”

The two of them covered their mouths and laughed secretly, then followed silently.

"People used to grow crops on this slope, but this year the government doesn't allow it, saying it's not a good place to grow crops. When it rains, the mud will be washed into the ditch and block the river," said my uncle in front.

"Brother, if you are not allowed to plant, we won't plant. It's hard work to water the slope." Ding Xirui's father said.

"Well, life is better now, and people don't fight over these small corners anymore. But it was not possible in the past, when many people would fight to the point of bloodshed just for a piece of land."

"Uncle, if we are not allowed to plant crops, are we just going to let them grow weeds?" Ding Xirui shouted.

"That's not the case. They asked us to plant oranges, but the seedlings haven't arrived yet, so we can't plant them. All that's left is some grass." replied my uncle.

"We bought some sheep, and when the weather is good, we graze them on the slopes," said my uncle.

"Since you came these two days, the sheep have been locked in the sheepfold," my aunt continued.

"Hahahahahaha." Everyone laughed.

"You have to be careful with sheep dung," reminded Sister Hui.

"Okay." Ding Xirui agreed, paying attention to his feet.

It was a cool autumn afternoon. Various wild grasses and flowers grew on the hillside. People walked slowly and gradually dispersed. Ding Xirui and Banxia picked wild chrysanthemums while walking.

Banxia's movements suddenly froze:

"Madam, is that the poison hemlock we painted a few days ago?"

Ding Xirui took a step closer and smelled the stench coming from the plant.

"Yes, it's poison hemlock." She looked around and found that the poison hemlock had grown a lot, so she shouted at the top of her voice:

"Uncle, there is poison hemlock growing here. Don't let the sheep eat it or they will be poisoned!"

A few people not far away smiled and waved at them, "Don't worry, we know the poisonous weeds and will keep an eye out."

"it is good."

The slope was very gentle, and before long, everyone reached the top. The wind blew the corners of his clothes, and Lin Mingxuan came to Ding Xirui's side.

"I'm giving you a bouquet of flowers." Ding Xirui handed him a bouquet of yellow flowers, and she herself held a purple one in her hand.

"Thank you." Lin Mingxuan took it and looked it up and down.

The sky was wide, the clouds were white, the land was warm, the grass and trees were abundant, and the people around him looked especially beautiful. Lin Mingxuan quietly held Ding Xirui's hand.

A little later, the Ding family returned home and had just sat down to drink tea and rest when there was a sudden commotion in the alley.

"You wait here, we'll go out and take a look." My uncle and my cousin went out quickly. Although everyone in the yard was curious, they all sat quietly. Those who had children quickly pulled them to their side.

After a while, they returned home.

"Something happened. Shen Daniu poisoned his wife to death."

"What?" The courtyard was suddenly in an uproar.

"Not really. Although they often quarrel, it's been more than 20 years and they already have grandchildren."

"Yeah, that's unlikely."

Lin Mingxuan and Ding Xirui looked at each other and stood up.

"Dad, Mom, Mingxuan and I are doctors, maybe we can help."

"Go quickly and be careful." Father and Mother Ding sent the two to the door.

There were several yamen runners standing at the entrance of the alley, one of whom was still driving away the onlookers. The two men slowly approached, and the yamen runner recognized them.

"Doctor Lin, Doctor Ding, why are you here?"

Lin Mingxuan bowed, and Ding Xirui bowed slightly.

"We are here to visit relatives." Lin Mingxuan pointed to his cousin's house.

"Oh, I see," a yamen runner nodded, "Lord Li and our leader are both inside. I'll take you two in."

"Thank you."

In the yard, the man named Shen Daniu had been tied up. He was in his forties with dark skin. He must have struggled hard just now, his clothes were torn and his hair was messy.

"Master, I didn't kill the mother. Where did I get the poison? It's really unfair." The man knelt on the ground and begged bitterly. The "mother" he mentioned was lying on a wooden board, covered with a white cloth, and his son and daughter-in-law were crying beside her.

The bailiffs brought Ding Lin and the other man to Li Xingjian.

"Doctor Lin, you've come at the right time. The county coroner has already done a preliminary examination of Shen Liu and said that she died of poisoning. However, several members of the Shen family don't believe it. Please check it and make them believe it."

"Yes."

Lin Mingxuan bowed and came to the wooden board. Ding Xirui clenched her fists and followed him reluctantly - she had seen dead bodies during the epidemic last year, but she had never "adapted" to it.

Lin Mingxuan bent down and lifted the white cloth, revealing Shen Liu's face. Ding Xirui subconsciously closed her eyes, and she forced herself to open them immediately. Seeing the face of the corpse, a feeling of nausea and fear surged in her heart. She clenched her teeth and squatted down.

It was the face of a weather-beaten woman, her eyes rolled up, her lips were purple, and there were traces of white foam at the corners of her mouth; her hair had turned white and hung down wetly.

Lin Mingxuan covered the cloth again and helped Ding Xirui stand up.

"Sir, judging from the situation, it is definitely poisoning."

"Mom..." Shen Daniu's son and daughter-in-law cried even louder. Shen Daniu collapsed on the ground and started crying too.

Li Xingjian did not stop them and looked at the man next to Ling Junsheng.

"You reported the case?"

The man quickly stepped forward and knelt down, saying:

"Sir, I am Zhao Duotian, and my fields are next to those of Shen Daniu. This morning, I saw Shen Daniu give water to Sister Liu. Not long after, Sister Liu fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. Fortunately, I saw it, otherwise Sister Liu would have died unjustly."

"Sir, I also drank that water. I really don't know why the child's mother was poisoned..." Shen Daniu bowed his head.

The yamen runner behind Ling Junsheng brought over a pottery jar and said:

"Sir, this is a water jar from the field, but there was so much hustle and bustle just now that the jar flipped over and there's nothing inside."

Li Xingjian frowned.

Alas, Ding Xirui sighed silently. If he were in another world, even if the jar was empty now, he could wipe the inside and test it to see if there was any poison. But now, there was really nothing he could do.

Wait, if it's toxic enough to kill a person, then the residue must be strong. You can find an animal to lick the jar to see if there's any reaction...

Ding Xirui stared at the jar and pulled Lin Mingxuan's sleeve.