She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

Gu Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this, and could only say, "Too much is as bad as too little."

Jiang Qingrou naturally knew that she had been too hasty before, and nodded with some acknowledgement of her mistake.

"Can you let me take a look at your wound? Then I can help you make medicine." Gu Qingqing asked for the other party's consent.

Jiang Qingrou looked at her elder sister, and when she saw her elder sister nod at her, she untied the scarf on her wrist, revealing the ping-pong ball-sized burn to Gu Qingqing.

Her injuries were much lighter than those of the girl Gu Qingqing met last time in Shangyang County, and the other girl's injury was on her face, while hers was on her wrist.

Last time I heard Jiang Qingxue say that she became autistic because of this. According to Gu Qingqing, it is really unnecessary.

If she becomes autistic like this, won’t everyone in this town commit suicide?

However, Gu Qingqing didn't dare to say this to the young lady. What if she was a fragile person and she would offend him?

"It's not serious, it's just that your skin is so white that the injury looks a bit serious. I will make some new ointment tomorrow. If it were a normal day, I would send it to the town. I'm busy at home these two days and I really can't spare the time. Would it be convenient for you to send a servant to come to my place when the time comes?"

"It's our turn to get it. We brought her here today so that she can get familiar with the place, so that she won't forget who helped her." Jiang Qingxue couldn't help but tease Jiang Qingrou again.

Jiang Qingrou looked at Gu Qingqing with hope in her eyes, "Aunt, can this really be restored to its original state?"

Gu Qingqing organized her words a little and said, "If it's my skin, it's likely to work. Look at your skin, it's as soft as tofu and jade. There will be some marks after using the medicine. But don't worry, it will slowly disappear after a year."

Jiang Qingrou felt a little embarrassed by her praise, but then she felt relieved when she heard that it would take at most a year to get better.

But I still asked with some doubt, "Can I recover on my own after the medication is over?"

"Of course. Our skin can automatically heal minor wounds and hidden injuries. It just takes time." Gu Qingqing asked her to relax.

The three chatted for a while before Wen Wuyan came back from the field with the child. Dahua had naturally seen Jiang Qingxue before, and when she saw that it was her, she came over with Sanhua and Erhua to say hello.

"After not seeing you for a while, both children have grown a lot taller!" Jiang Qingxue called Dahua over and teased Sanhua in her arms.

Sanhua couldn't help being amused and smiled whenever she saw anyone.

Jiang Qingxue might have felt out of place, so she was extremely happy to see Sanhua being so happy for her. She didn't mind that Sanhua rolled around on the ground and was covered in dust, so she took the baby from Dahua's hand and put it on her lap.

The slender white fingers gently touched Sanhua's dirty little face, "Why did you make yourself look like a little cat? Are you laughing? What are you laughing at? What makes you so happy? Hmm?"

Sanhua let Jiang Qingxue touch herself, and the whole room was filled with her giggling.

Jiang Qingrou, who was standing by, was moved by her elder sister's joy for the child, and she took out a handkerchief from her waist pouch.

The handkerchief unfolded to reveal a pair of small gold bracelets with fine threads. "Aunt, this was given to me when I was a child, and I still can't use it now. Dahua and Erhua are together, so I'll give this to them as a gift."

Jiang Qingrou also did not feel disgusted because Dahua and Erhua were wearing gray clothes with dirt on their bodies today.

She reached out to pull Erhua's hand and wanted to put the gold bracelet on her.

Although Erhua likes gold and jade jewelry, she was so scared when she saw an unfamiliar person wanted to give her something that she put her hands behind her back and hid behind Gu Qingqing, saying "I don't want it."

Seeing this, Dahua also shook her head and refused to take her things.

Gu Qingqing finally understood. It was apparently Jiang Qingrou who was giving the order, but she could guess who the real idea was with her toes!

Did she hit it off with Dahua and Erhua? It’s ok that they hit it off, but the key is how did she prepare the gifts before meeting Dahua and Erhua?

Gu Qingqing immediately pretended to be fierce and said to her, "Put the things away quickly. You took them out, so I won't bother with you. If your sister took them out and gave them to me, I would never let her off."

After saying this, Gu Qingqing glanced at Jiang Qingxue, her eyes revealing "I knew it was your idea."

Jiang Qingxue held Sanhua in her arms with a look of injustice on her face, as if to say: It wasn't me.

Seeing that the two older children refused to accept the gift, Jiang Qingrou stood up to check on Sanhua and thought about stuffing the gift into Sanhua's clothes, but she said, "I didn't bring any money for the herbs, this is just a small token of my appreciation."

"I received your kindness, you can keep the things. I know how many herbs are needed to make the ointment. If I can't afford it, I will ask you for it. If you insist on giving it to me, don't blame me for being in a bad mood and not making medicine for you." Gu Qingqing half-jokingly and half-threatening her, and at the same time stood up and walked to Jiang Qingxue to stop her intention.

Not to mention that the ointment she made did not use many medicinal materials, so what even if there were more?

That was nothing compared to the fact that Master Shen used his connections to help open the back door and allow Wen Wuyan to study with the top student in the county.

She knows clearly what is more important.

Of course, Jiang Qingrou might only represent herself or the Jiang family, but who made her know Jiang Qingxue, the daughter-in-law of the Shen family, first!

Therefore, Gu Qingqing definitely cannot accept this thing.

Seeing Gu Qingqing like this, Jiang Qingrou could only look to her elder sister for help.

Jiang Qingxue was afraid that she didn't know the value of the ointment, so she said at noon, "Last time, my father asked someone to bring back ointment from the capital. The medicine bottle is a little bigger than the rouge box, and it cost twenty taels!"

"How much they sell for has nothing to do with me. I only know that what I made is within my ability. Our two families have always had contacts, so why push it back and forth over such a small matter. If you insist on doing this, and I accept your things, how can I enter the gate of the Shen family next time?"

Gu Qingqing was slightly surprised when she heard the price, but she did not back down at all.

Jiang Qingxue told Qingrou that it was useless to say anything, so she had to let the matter go.

At this moment, Li Xin suddenly ran in, "Aunt, Zhao Danju brought three strangers to our house, saying they were bringing chickens and ducklings."

"Ah, they're here?" Gu Qingqing perked up when she heard that they were delivering chicks. She turned to the two Jiang sisters and said with a smile, "I ordered some chicks and ducklings. Do you want to come with me to take a look?"

Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Qingxue nodded and agreed.

Seeing this, Dahua said, "I'll take my sister back to the house first," and took Sanhua from Jiang Qingxue and went back to the east wing.

Outside, Yang Xing saw Gu Qingqing coming out of the house, and walked over to him happily, saying loudly, "I was worried that you were not at home, and was about to go to Danju's field to look for you, but I heard him say that you were back. Look, the chicken and duck seedlings we ordered have arrived."

Among the three people who came to deliver the chickens and ducklings, one was the old man that Gu Qingqing had met last time, and she had never seen the other two men before. However, one of them looked somewhat similar to the old man, so she thought he was his son.