The Little Lucky Girl

Ming Youyou checked Madam Zhang's pulse. Madam Zhang had a good physical foundation, so there was nothing wrong with her pulse. "But you should eat less. I remember the midwife in our village said that many wives in the city are in danger because their babies are too big to be born."

Luo Xiucai, who was standing by, felt very regretful. "This is my fault. She had severe morning sickness and vomited a lot before. After she finally stabilized, I wanted to give her more nutrition, but ended up expanding her appetite. Now she gets hungry and anxious if she doesn't eat."

Uncle Zhang was also very anxious. "Her mother passed away early, and we two men didn't understand these things. We thought that being able to eat is a blessing, so we tried all kinds of ways to make delicious food for her. Who would have thought that we would overdo it."

"Then have you asked the old doctor at Baicaotang to see it?"

"We went to several famous clinics in our county, but the doctors didn't have any good suggestions. They all said that this was not a disease that could be cured by medicine, and they just told me to eat less and exercise more in the future."

At this point Uncle Zhang glared at Mr. Luo. He had finally hardened his heart to let his daughter go hungry for a meal or two, but this stupid son-in-law secretly gave her food in the middle of the night. Don't think he didn't know.

Ming Youyou understood. Thinking about the feeling of being hungry, she felt that it would be difficult for Madam Zhang to endure hunger relying on willpower alone.

"I remember that the research institute seems to have a set of acupuncture methods for weight loss that can reduce appetite and make people less eager to eat." She said to the system.

The system looked for it and said, "In the reference materials for the Chinese medicine course, do you want to learn it now?"

Ming Youyou thought about it and felt that even if she started learning now, she would not be sure she would dare to give acupuncture to pregnant women.

The best way is to hand it over to a doctor who is proficient in acupuncture, but the most knowledgeable doctor in this area within a hundred miles is probably her grandfather.

She said to Madam Zhang, "Why don't you come to my house on the first day of the new year? I'll think of a way and ask my grandfather to help you take a look."

Since Madam Zhang can't eat much, the sheep will not be processed at her house, so as to avoid her smelling the meat but not being able to eat it, which would be too torturous.

Several people went to the backyard to lead the sheep. Zhang's sheepfold was very large, but now all his sheep had been sold, so the inside was very empty. They searched carefully and only found a lamb in the corner, which was not much bigger than a lamb.

Zheng Huan and the others all looked at Feng Xu, and Feng Xu blushed, "This is already the biggest sheep I can afford."

Lu Tai snorted, "You might as well buy a few chickens. I'm afraid these sheep won't even be enough for one meal."

Ming Youyou fed the bleating lamb some grass and said regretfully, "I should have stopped bragging if I had known."

While they were waiting for Feng Xu to come back, they boasted to others a lot and promised to give out a lot of mutton, including but not limited to Magistrate Tao's family, Aunt Luo, the clan elder, Village Chief Guo's family, Yuxiang Yanhan, and a few good friends...

With this calculation, they were lucky to have kept a leg of lamb.

Fortunately, after they sent the gifts out, they received quite a few gifts in return. Zheng Huan and the other two breathed a sigh of relief, packed up their things, put half a bag of rice they grew on the donkey cart, and went back to Ming's house with Ming Youyou for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Grandpa Yang is a good cook. Although every dish seemed like medicinal food and was a bit light, everyone still felt full after eating it.

Feeling a bit full, Ming Youyou took the three of them to different houses in the village to digest the food. As a result, the food was not digested and a lot of delicious food was stuffed into their stomachs.

Feng Xu lay on the bed and rubbed his stomach, "I'm afraid my stomach is about to catch up with Madam Zhang's."

Ming Youyou, who was sitting by the fire under a small blanket, was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep. She woke up immediately after hearing what he said, and slapped her forehead and said, "I almost forgot."

She splashed cold water on her face, ran quickly to another room, and came back after a while with a few sheets of paper in her hand. She said to Lu Tai, "Can you help me copy them again?"

Lu Tai took a look and said, "These are the names of acupuncture points, right? Are you writing a set of acupuncture techniques?"

Ming Youyou nodded, took out another book and said, "This is the medical book sent by Uncle Zheng Huan. Can you imitate the words on it? I want to stick these papers to the back of the book and show it to my grandfather when I get back."

Feng Xu was puzzled and asked, "Why go through so much trouble? Can't you just give it to your grandfather?"

Ming Youyou stopped talking. If she gave it to her directly, she couldn't explain the source. This was a solution she had thought about for a long time before coming up with.

Zheng Huan opened the medical book and flipped through it, then took the manuscript paper from Lu Tai and said, "Let me copy it."

"It's better not to do that. Your handwriting is very different from the one in the book." Ming Youyou was not very reassured.

"You don't know that Zheng Huan has a unique skill yet," Feng Xu said happily, "You'll know after you take a look."

Zheng Huan looked at the book for a long time before he started writing. The words he wrote shocked Ming Youyou, "Hey, they look exactly like the words in the book!"

Lu Tai explained: "When we were in the capital, we had to ask parents to sign every time we took an exam. We were afraid of being beaten, so we practiced this skill. Zheng Huan imitated him the best, and we gave our signatures to him."

"And if you don't want people to think it's the contents of a book, then don't put it at the back. Just remove the cover, put it together, and sew it up with thread."

Ming Youyou blinked and said, "But I don't know how to sew a book."

"We can do it," Feng Xu interrupted, "We used to throw books at people, but the books were not strong and they fell apart after a few throws. We were afraid of the teacher's nagging, so we asked craftsmen to reassemble them. We learned it after watching them many times. I'm not bragging to you, we can do ordinary mounting."

Ming Youyou: What you have learned in this school... apart from studying, you have learned a lot of other things.

Zheng Huan was indeed good at imitating handwriting, but his speed was very slow and it took him almost an entire night to finish a few sheets of paper.

When Ming Youyou came over yawning the next day, Zheng Huan handed her a re-sewn book. The newly added paper was deliberately soiled and water was sprinkled on it, making some of the words blurred. It looked very similar to the previous pages.

Ming Youyou stared at his red eyes and said worriedly, "Why don't you go to bed first."

"It's okay. I'm not sleepy yet. Aren't Luo Xiucai and the others coming over in the morning? It won't be too late for me to catch up on my sleep after they leave."

The Zhang family arrived very early, and Uncle Zhang followed them out of concern. He had lived in the county for many years and knew Grandpa Yang's reputation to some extent. At this time, he unloaded the New Year gifts from the car while looking over with hope.

Grandpa Yang paused for a moment, then turned around and went back to the room.

Ming Youyou looked at her grandfather, and when she saw that Old Man Ming gave her a wink, she happily moved the stool to the door of the room, pulled Madam Zhang to sit down, and began to take her pulse.

He felt Zhang's pulse and spoke loudly about it, then took out a needle and said to her, "Why do I feel that you have a strong liver fire today? Are you angry because Mr. Luo didn't give you food? I'll give you a few needles later to clear the heat, soothe the liver and regulate qi. The acupuncture points are on your hands. Don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

After saying this, he just gestured with the needle but did not insert the needle.