The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Mu Dong came to Song Yuntang panting and bowed to her respectfully.

"Last time at the gate of Baicaotang, thanks to you, my mother is much better now." He handed the oil-paper package in his hand to Song Yuntang, "I learned that you were coming to town early this morning. This is the white flour cake that my mother just made and asked me to bring it to you. We don't have anything valuable at home, so I hope you don't mind."

After looking at him for a while, Song Yuntang reached out to take it.

"I'll take the things as your medical fee."

Mu Dong scratched his head in embarrassment. "How could that be possible? The girl saved my mother's life. How can I just give her up with a few cakes?"

"I can probably tell from your family's financial situation that these white flour cakes must have cost a fortune, right?" Song Yuntang said with a faint smile, "Thank your mother for me. Tell her to take good care of her health and not spend money on me anymore."

Mu Dong put away his smile and nodded seriously.

"I will tell my mother what Miss Song said."

Song Yuntang nodded slightly and walked towards the entrance of Cile Town with Xu Qingye.

Looking at the girl beside him, Xu Qingye's eyes were filled with inquiry.

"I didn't expect Miss Song to be such a kind-hearted person."

Song Yuntang smiled faintly, "The person was lying in front of me at the time. I could have saved him with just a little help. I couldn't just watch him die because they couldn't afford the medical fees."

……

Lin Jingyao saw everything that happened outside. After the two left, he walked out of the bookstore with a puzzled look on his face and came to Mu Dong.

"Did she save your mother?"

As far as I can remember, although Tang'er has dabbled in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, he has never learned medicine. How could he have saved someone?

Mu Dong did not answer his question, but looked cautiously at the man in front of him who looked well-dressed.

"you are?"

Lin Jingyao touched his nose and said, "My mother has had a headache recently, so I want to find a skilled doctor to see her. However, I've seen many doctors but to no avail. From what this young man just said, I think that young lady's medical skills must be very good, right?"

Mu Dong agreed with Lin Jingyao's words with both hands.

"Miss Song's medical skills are naturally amazing. At that time, my mother was breathing in less than out, and everyone thought she was beyond saving. But Miss Song took action and saved her with just a few silver needles."

There was surprise in Lin Jingyao's eyes.

"She also knows how to use acupuncture?"

Mu Dong nodded, "Not only can he do it, he's also very good at it."

Lin Jingyao came back to his senses from his shock and bowed to Mu Dong.

"Thank you for the information, my mother's headache can be cured."

"You're welcome. Goodbye."

Mu Dong returned the greeting and turned to walk towards the south of the city.

Lin Jingyao turned his head to look in the direction where Song Yuntang left, muttering to himself, "She obviously knows medical skills, but she refuses to go to the Lin family. Does she really not care about the Lin family?"

After all, she was the mother who had raised her wholeheartedly for thirteen years.

Awang asked, "Sir, when Miss Song was at the Lin family before, I never heard that she knew medicine. Could it be that it was just a blind cat catching a dead mouse?"

"The doctor before said that silver needles might be able to relieve my mother's headaches." Lin Jingyao glanced at Awang. "Whether it's true or not, go and ask around. If it's true, I'll go to Rongshu Village and invite her myself."

Awang bowed and said, "Yes."

……

Seeing Song Yuntang and Xu Qingye appear together, Song Jinyuan, who was waiting beside the ox cart, was slightly surprised.

"Mr. Xu is in town too."

Xu Qingye nodded slightly. "I was just reading in the bookstore when I happened to meet Miss Song buying paper, so we came together."

Song Yuntang looked around and waved to Grandpa Sun who was sitting in a tea stall not far away.

"Uncle, if there are any more people, there won't be enough space."

This ox cart can seat four or five people in total. They already have three of them, and with a bag of soybeans, that's about enough.

"I'm coming." Grandpa Sun responded, paid the bill with the tea stall owner, and walked towards the oxcart. "When did you guys get to town today? I didn't run into you on the way here."

"When I arrived at the village entrance this morning, I saw that Grandpa Sun's ox cart had not arrived yet, so I walked here." Song Yuntang said with a smile.

Grandpa Sun laughed.

"It seems I have to leave earlier from now on?"

Song Yuntang shook his head, "That's not necessary, just do it as usual. After all, we don't come here every day."

It was only the 9th hour, and the sun wasn't too strong yet. Grandpa Sun set off in his ox cart. "We're going back now. It's neither too early nor too late, so we can go back to town later. Besides you guys, there are still two or three people who haven't returned yet."

Song Yuntang smiled and said, "It seems that business is good today, Master."

Grandpa Sun groaned and waved his hand, saying, "It's just enough to make a living."

Song Jinyuan looked at Song Yuntang communicating with Grandpa Sun and felt very relieved. She seemed to be really adapting to the life of a farmer's family.

After talking to Grandpa Sun for a few words, Song Yuntang looked at Xu Qingye again, "If I remember correctly, tomorrow is the day for your follow-up visit, sir?"

Xu Qingye nodded, "Yes."

"Since we happened to meet today, I'll let the teacher take a look first. I won't go to the private school tomorrow."

"it is good."

There was a large bag of soybeans between the two of them. Xu Qingye stretched out his hand and placed it on the bag of soybeans.

Song Yuntang took his pulse and withdrew his hand after a moment.

"Just continue taking the medicine according to the prescription I adjusted for you earlier."

Xu Qingye hummed and looked up at her. "I won't be teaching at the private school very often in the second half of the year. Miss Song, why don't you change your address?"

Song Yuntang was stunned. "Isn't it good to just call him Mr. Xu?"

"It sounds a bit old-fashioned."

Looking at his embarrassed expression, Song Yuntang couldn't help laughing. "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that Mr. Xu, who usually looks steady and serious, would care about these things."

Looking at the girl in front of him who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh out loud, Xu Qingye touched his nose.

"Miss Song, if you don't mind, you can call me by my name."

"Xu Qingye?" After thinking for a moment, Song Yuntang shook his head and said, "That's not a good idea, right? It seems a bit rude."

Xu Qingye said calmly, "There's nothing wrong with it."

"Teacher, you are three years older than my eldest brother. I'll just call you Brother Xu." Song Yuntang put away the smile on his face. "Why haven't you been teaching at the private school more often in the second half of the year?"

Xu Qingye replied, "A friend of mine will take my place, but I will still visit the private school in Rongshu Village occasionally in the second half of the year."

"Is it the Mr. Zhuang whom I met at Mr. Xu's place before?" After all, Zhuang Ziang had taught in a private school for two days, and he was also there when he went to see Xu Qingye for a follow-up visit last time, so it was not difficult to guess.

Xu Qingye nodded, "It's him."

Seeing that Song Yuntang didn't say anything for a while, he asked again, "Miss Song, do you have any opinion about him?"