The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

"This is the prescription. If you follow the prescription and boil the medicine with Baixiang Tea, you can cure the eye disease of the Lin family boss."

Jia Banxian casually threw out a prescription and slapped it on the table. "Although Mr. Lin has been paralyzed for several years, the meridians wrapped around the spinal injury are reviving, and the broken bones are healing and very strong. After nineteen needles from the medicine valley, he will be able to get up and out of bed in half a year."

Yu Heng, "..."

Yu Heng, "Brother, why don't you just help them treat it?"

Asking him for help and teaching him again, how roundabout is that?

Jia Banxian squinted his eyes impatiently, "You are joking, aren't you? I can only read faces and tell fortunes, how can I know how to treat illnesses and heal people? If I knew this, would I need to beg you? You are so servile."

"..." Beg me? Suppress me?

Yu Heng was almost laughing out of anger. He was the one being begged and the one being servile wasn't he?

He didn't dare to get angry, but had to humbly force a smile, "Brother, you are right! I will go to treat the Lin family right away. Thank you for your guidance!"

Yu Heng took the prescription on the table and put it in his lapel as if it were a treasure.

No kidding, anything my senior brother produces, as long as it is related to medicine, is a treasure.

He has learned something now, hasn't he?

Jia Banxian stood up, patted his butt, and slowly left the room. When he saw the lush green grass all over the yard, he was in a very good mood.

The secret of the Lin family.

Without anyone to treat him, the eye color of a man who had been half-blind for a long time gradually recovered, and the wounds of a paralyzed old man healed with vitality...all thanks to the Hundred-phase Grass.

Even if the third son of the Lin family has a disabled wrist, even if Yu Heng does not help with the treatment, he will be able to recover on his own in the future; it will just take a little longer.

This place is so interesting.

Jia Banxian put his hands on his hips, listening to the noise of building a house not far away, smelling the fresh air filling the yard, and smiling with a kind look like Maitreya Buddha.

It just so happened that he had a place to stay for free and endless Baixiang tea to drink, so he decided not to leave for the time being.

At this time, the little prince was exhausted and fell asleep, and the room on the right was very quiet.

However, there were low voices coming from the main room and the kitchen.

The two young ladies, Li Sulan and Zhang Cui'e, had become familiar with Nanny Du in the past few days. Seeing that Nanny was not shy about her cooking skills, they plucked up the courage to ask for advice whenever Nanny was free.

The three of them sat in the main room and talked in low voices. The atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Lin cleaned up the stove, put the coarse flour buns she had steamed in the morning into a small bamboo basket, covered it with a cloth curtain, and then picked up a small pot of Baixiang tea, ready to go out.

"Grandma, are you going to give Dad and the others something? I want to go with you!" Bai Xiang followed the old woman like a little tail, "Brother is playing with Da Huang over there, I can play with them for a while!"

Mrs. Lin smiled and rubbed her little head. "Grandma, don't go over there. Go to the next door to see Grandma Li. She has a lot of things to do at home these days. I will chat with her to relieve her boredom."

Bai Xiang skipped out first, with his hands behind his back and the little hair on his head jumping up and down, "Then I'll go see Granny Li and chat with her for a while!"

The layout of the Li family's house is similar to that of the Lin family, but it is an adobe house with no exterior paint. Over the years, the walls have fallen off in many places due to erosion by wind and rain, making it look dilapidated and mottled.

Mrs. Li sat by the main hall door, holding the needle and thread and a half-finished insole in her hands, in a daze. When she heard someone entering the yard, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand before looking up and forcing a smile, "Why, you're not busy? Come over to me when you have time."

Mrs. Lin brought her granddaughter into the house, put down the things in her hands, and skillfully picked up a stool and sat down opposite her.

"Have some tea and take a break. Are you home alone?" Mrs. Lin pretended not to notice the old woman's red eyes from crying and asked softly, "Where's Wenxiu?"

"In the room." Mrs. Li pointed to the room with the closed door behind her. Sitting there, she could vaguely hear sobbing coming from behind the door.

This made Mrs. Li's eyes red again. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears and said, "Don't laugh at me. Everyone has worries."

"Do you think I came here just to make fun of you? I don't have the time for that." Mrs. Lin rolled her eyes at her and stuffed a steamed bun from the basket into her hand. "If you don't tell me about Wenxiu's matter, I won't know the truth. If there is anything we can help with, please speak up. Don't be so formal with me at a time like this."

"Okay, you're not here to make fun of me or to make me cry on purpose." Mrs. Li sniffed, took the steamed bun but didn't eat it, stared at the setting sun outside the main room in a daze, the whole person was in a trance.

It took her a while to speak. Afraid that the person behind the door might feel uncomfortable hearing her, the loud-voiced old woman spoke in a very low voice.

"When Wenxiu got married, that bastard swore to treat her well. I really believed him and thought he was a good person. I thought they could live in harmony. It didn't matter if the family was poor. Wasn't my family poor too? Who knew that after a long time, I could see people's hearts clearly. They are so cruel!

"Wenxiu injured her body in order to give birth to a baby for him, and the doctor said that she would have difficulty getting pregnant in the future. The first child was a girl, and there was really no movement in the next few years. The family could no longer hide it, and they beat and scolded Wenxiu!

"That damn girl has suffered so much injustice, but she never said a word to me as her mother. Every time I went to see her, she always smiled and told me that she was fine. If she hadn't been divorced this time, I'm afraid I would never know what kind of life she was living over there until I died!

"What's wrong with giving birth to a girl? Is a girl not your own? Is a girl not a person? My little grandson is as cute and well-behaved as Baixiang! His family doesn't want him, but I do!

"To put it bluntly, my parents are too poor to support their daughter. Otherwise, how dare those bastards treat me like that? You don't know how they did it. They just kept a woman at home, got her pregnant, and then wrote a divorce letter to Wenxiu and kicked her out.

"It's better to come back than to be tortured in that family. I don't believe that I, Mrs. Li, can't afford to support my own daughter!"

Mrs. Lin sighed and looked at her worriedly, "What did the rich wife say? Did she not make a fuss? She will give birth in a few months, right?"

Mrs. Li was silent for a long time before she said, "The rich wife is a sensible one. She must have felt uncomfortable, but she didn't say much. A family can only live a good life if they are united."

Only a few days after her daughter returned to her parents' home, Mrs. Li's hair had turned white again.

Every family has its own problems, and some sufferings cannot be shared with others.

After dinner in the evening, the family was enjoying the cool air in the yard, and Mrs. Lin talked about this.

"Their family's income depends on those few acres of thin land. Their daughter-in-law is going to give birth soon, and now they have a daughter and a granddaughter to raise... Life is getting long and hard." Mrs. Lin sighed, empathizing with the man.

Although the situations of the two families are different, they are both worried.

If a person is poor, no matter how kind and honest he is, he seems to have no luck.

Lin Erhe responded casually, "Hey, every household in our village is in trouble. My third aunt's cousin mines in the next town and can only come back three or two times a year. Uncle Quan's family still can't afford to send their children to school. The village chief has never been well received by other village chiefs when he goes to the town government to discuss matters. Isn't it all because of poverty? Even Chaogui Village upstream of the Yushui River is the same. They have cut off our village's water source more than once or twice without saying hello. They just bully us because we are poor."