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

The people in the room looked at each other.

"Do you want to call a doctor?" Song Jinsheng, who was standing by the door, asked weakly, "If you want to call a doctor, I'll go to Sanlipu and ask Doctor Li to come over now."

Li Dahai from Sanlipu is the only traveling doctor in the nearby villages. It takes him more than half an hour to go there and back from his home.

The distance is neither far nor close, but if the doctor comes to your house, even if you don't want to get medicine, you still have to pay a consultation fee of fifteen cents. And even if he prescribes medicine, you have to go to the town with the prescription tomorrow.

The medical fee is not too high, but it is really unaffordable for people whose family conditions are not good. So these days, many people just endure the illness even if they are sick.

Song Jinbao and Zhao Qiao'e didn't say anything and left the decision to Song Jinyuan.

Song Jinyuan looked towards Liu Xiangyun with some worry, then thought of what she had said before.

"Can I trust Tang'er?" Then he said, "It has nothing to do with the consultation fee. I want to trust her once."

Over the years, although Song Yuntang always missed the Lin family, he never spoke nonsense in front of the Song family.

He believed in Song Yuntang's character and believed that he would not joke about his eldest brother's wife and children.

Song Jinbao nodded and said, "Help Xiangyun go back to the house to rest first."

Zhao Qiao'e hurried forward to help Song Jinyuan and protected Liu Xiangyun back to their room.

……

Song Jinsheng came to Song Yuntang.

"Tang'er, are you really sure about my sister-in-law's health?"

Song Yuntang, who was cutting branches to make charcoal pencils at the door, didn't even raise her head. She blew away the wood chips shaved from the stick.

"Didn't I tell you? If you don't believe me, you can find another doctor to see her."

"It's not that I don't believe it." Song Jinsheng squatted down in front of her. "I've never seen you treat anyone before. When did you learn this?"

She couldn't have learned medicine before she was thirteen, right?

At least in the three years since she came to the Song family, they had never seen her treat anyone's illness. Even when she herself was sick, she would find a doctor from outside to see her.

"I secretly worshipped a master and learned a little from him. It's not particularly powerful, but it should be no worse than those traveling doctors." Song Yuntang answered calmly, without blushing or heartbeat because of lying.

Song Jinsheng raised his eyebrows, "So confident?"

"If you don't have this little bit of confidence, you won't expect to make money practicing medicine." She looked at Song Jinsheng, "Do you know where I can find sand?"

Song Jinsheng was stunned. "There's some water near the river where we usually draw water to irrigate the fields. How much do you want? I'll get it for you."

"A small can will do."

"wait for me."

Song Jinsheng picked up a jar with a big mouth missing from the corner of the wall and ran out of the yard.

After Song Yuntang peeled more than ten thin straight branches, Song Jinsheng just returned home holding the broken jar.

"The sand is coming."

Song Yuntang found the smallest jar in the kitchen, filled it with fine sand, then buried the wooden sticks one by one in the sand and placed them into the burning stove.

"Tang'er, what are you doing?"

Zhao Qiao'e watched Song Yuntang's series of operations and finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"Making charcoal."

The wood she selected was all dense, and it would be somewhat wasteful to burn it directly. Although it takes some effort to make charcoal pencils using cans and fine sand, the carbonization will be more thorough and uniform, making writing smoother and less likely to break.

Zhao Qiao'e had never seen this method before. She only knew that the wood burned in the stove could be used for writing, and that the pillars and piles were originally used to practice writing with charcoal.

But she didn't dare say much. Her daughter had been emotionally unstable in the past two days, so she decided to let her be happy.

……

After Liu was sent back to her room, she woke up in less than half an hour. Fortunately, there was no serious problem with her body, but she felt a little dizzy. The family did not dare to let her get up.

Zhao Qiao'e followed Song Yuntang's advice to improve nutrition and made two poached eggs for Liu. She also put the last few wild vegetables left in the house into her egg soup.

But in this way, the brothers Zhuzi and Zhuanzi would have no eggs to eat today, and the family would have to drink porridge in the evening.

However, the two brothers were sensible and didn't say anything. Their sister-in-law was pregnant and needed nutrition, so her health was more important.

After dinner, it was already getting dark.

Song Yuntang originally wanted to go to the private school in the afternoon to talk to Xu Qingye about his illness. However, it was getting dark, and in this backward ancient time, it was not good for a man and a woman to be seen by others, so he thought of going the next day.

After washing up, she changed into the fine cotton clothes she had bought in town today. She wore a beige slanted-collar top with a dark blue skirt underneath.

Wearing new clothes, the cotton material is breathable and sweat-absorbent, making it extremely comfortable.

I have been running around outside for most of the day. Now I am lying on the bed after finishing my work. I feel tired and fall asleep soon.

Late at night, Song Yuntang, who was sleeping soundly, heard some subtle noises.

The countryside on summer nights was different from the Lin Mansion. There were always some noises outside from time to time, sometimes frogs croaking, sometimes dogs barking, and sometimes cicadas chirping. Song Yuntang was sleeping in a daze, thinking that his father and brothers were at home, so he didn't take it seriously. He turned over and fell asleep again.

When I woke up the next day, I found several big mosquito bites on my arms, which were itchy and painful.

"Do you get mosquito bites when you sleep at night?"

While eating, Song Yuntang looked at Song Jinsheng and asked.

After staying in this house for two days, I became a little more familiar with Song Jinsheng.

Song Jinsheng shook his head. "No, ever since I was little, mosquitoes would avoid me."

Then he thought, he is indeed tough, but his sister is very delicate, "There are mosquitoes in Tang'er's room?"

Song Yuntang touched his arm, which was covered by his sleeve. "Well, when I go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables later, I'll find some mugwort to smoke with."

Liu was pregnant and not feeling well, so he couldn't ask her to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables. He knew more wild vegetables and maybe he could dig more.

After hearing this, the whole family looked at her in surprise.

"Are you going to the mountains to dig wild vegetables?"

Song Jinsheng, who was closest to her, even put his hand on Song Yuntang's forehead and asked, "Are you not delirious due to the fever?"

Song Yuntang brushed his claws away speechlessly, "I'm fine."

"No." Song Jinsheng looked at her, frowned, and asked, "Do you know what wild vegetables look like?"

The corners of Song Yuntang's mouth twitched.

Song Yuntang might not have known about wild vegetables in the past, but how could she, who has been dealing with Chinese medicinal materials for almost twenty years, not know about them?

"Anyway, the things we pick won't be poisonous enough to kill people."

After saying that, he got up and went to the kitchen, picked up the tongs and took out the jar he had put in last night.

Everyone eating in the main hall looked at each other, still feeling frightened by Song Yuntang's last words.

After a long while, Song Jinbao spoke with a serious face.

"Second brother, you will follow Tang'er later."

"Okay." Song Jinsheng nodded without hesitation.

Song Yuntang took out the carbonized carbon rod and came to the main room, his gaze falling on the pillars and piles.

"I need a piece of paper."

These two younger brothers were the only ones who were studying at home. They were the only ones who had paper, but they were very frugal with it. They would only take it out to use when the teacher assigned homework. They kept it hidden like a treasure on other days. When they practiced calligraphy, they would write on a wooden board with a pen dipped in water.

Zhuzi and Zhuangzi stared at Song Yuntang blankly, then turned to look at their mother, not knowing whether to give it to her or not.

"No?" Song Yuntang said calmly, "Forget it if there is no."

He turned around and prepared to go back to the house to find something to replace the paper, when he heard Zhao Qiao'e urging the two younger sons, "Didn't you hear your sister asked for paper? What are you doing standing there like an idiot?"

"Oh."

Confused, Zhuzi and Zhuangzi returned to their room and brought a piece of paper to Song Yuntang.

Song Yuntang did not use all of it. Instead, he folded the paper in half again and again, cut it into six pieces of equal size, spread one of them on the table, and wrote down the prescription for the pregnancy-maintaining medicine with the charcoal pencil in his hand.

Her handwriting is smooth and vigorous. Even people who have never been to school can see that it is impossible to write like this without hard work.

When people saw Song Yuntang writing for the first time, their expressions were filled with surprise and even amazement.

Zhuzi stood beside her and read the words she wrote.

"4 qian each of raw rehmannia, angelica, white peony root, eucommia ulmoides charcoal, scutellaria, and melted donkey-hide gelatin; 5 qian each of cooked rehmannia, chuanxiong, and yam; 3 qian each of moutan bark and cimicifuga; 1 liang of astragalus root; 4 liang of imperata root..."

The more I read it, the more frightened I became.

"Is this a prescription?"

This sister has been in the Song family for three years, and I haven't seen her do anything serious. How come she suddenly learned how to heal illnesses?