Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

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"Who are you? What's the matter coming to our Xinghua Village?" Under the ancient Huai tree, an old man had asked them.

There is inquiry and curiosity, but there is no vigilance.

Very simple.

"Old man, I was here from the Liu family in Xinghua Village. I wonder if it may be a way for us?" asked one of the flowers-like girls.

"Look for Lao Liu's house? Hi! Lao Liu is here. Go to their house and let him take you directly!"

Grandpa Liu was right there. At this time, he had stood up and looked at the three people back and forth several times. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the men’s legs. "Is the son coming to our family for treatment? Is our family in the village?" You need to walk a while, you follow, and the old man happens to be returning home to prepare a meal."

"Thank you, old man." Mr. Duan Tingchao nodded his thanks with a smile on his face.

He is also looking at each other.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he is a child with a heavy face, and his spirit is the best among the elderly, with the most spirited spirit, a loud voice, and full of anger.

"I'm taking the liberty to ask, is it like the old man looks like less than fifty?" On the way, Duan Ting smiled and talked.

Grandpa Liu laughed heartily and waved his hand, "The young man laughed, and the old man was more than sixty. It looks younger, and it is our Xinghua Village who raises water and soil."

"It's really young, the old man doesn't say it. I really can't see that it is a person who has passed the flower armor.

"Old man is strong, don't look at the old man's age, it's still a good way to work on the ground." The old man is not humble.

I heard Duan Ting's mouth widened with a smile, which was interesting. I don't know if the rest of the Liu family did the same.

After a short while, a group of people arrived in front of the Liu Family's compound. Before the person walked in, the old man yelled away.

"Wife, burn pot of tea, there is a guest at home, are we here?"

"Why don't people enter the door? Why are they in the backyard, just shouting in the yard." In the room, the wife's voice was equally loud.

Duan Ting has looked at the entire Liu family compound for the kung fu of the two old men.

The blue-brick deva, a small vegetable garden on the outside of the courtyard, climbed out of the wall from the corner of the courtyard with green trees and branches, and the greenness was still.

You can hardly feel the breath of the autumn season here, and it is full of vitality everywhere, including people.

Inviting people to the yard, the old man shook his voice and shouted towards the inner courtyard. "Fuck, Fuck, come out, someone came to see you for medical treatment."

Duan Ting's eyes flashed a strange color, concentrating, and soon, he heard a clear reply from the inner courtyard, "Grandpa, come!"

If the sound of the yellow warbler came out of the valley, it was charming, but it was not straightened. There was a soft, hoarse texture in the Qing Dynasty. It would not make people feel too sharp and very comfortable to listen to.

It didn't take long for the weeping flower gate leading to the inner courtyard to appear a slender figure.

Dressed in a green shirt dress, Liu Meixing's eyes, her hair did not have a bun, only a hair band loosely tied behind her head.

Plain, elegant and clean breath.

Especially those eyes, very clear, like a Wang Qingquan, you can see the bottom at a glance, just looking at it, no reason makes people feel the impetuous hustle and bustle to dissipate, into a party of peace.

That was the silence that came out of her bones.

"Are you going to seek medical treatment?" The little girl's eyes fell on him as soon as she came out. When she talked, she smiled at the corner of her lips.

"You are the little doctor Liu Yusheng, Miss Liu?" Duan Ting also asked with a smile.

"It's me," the little girl nodded, making a gesture to the small house beside the courtyard, "please come here."

Duan Ting didn't move. "Miss Liu didn't ask me if I was going to seek medical treatment."

"Not seeking medical treatment, why are you looking for me?"

"Can't it be something else?"

"What else?"

"For example, come and see the true face of Lushan."

The little girl nodded. "You see it now, are you going to seek medical treatment? Our family is about to have dinner. If the son does not seek medical treatment, leave quickly. Later, it will be dark."

Duan Ting drew a corner of his mouth, "I'm going to seek medical treatment."

"There are so many words about seeking medical care, are you deliberately teasing our family?" The old man hadn't entered the house yet. He heard the conversation between the two from the beginning, squinting up, staring at Duan Ting, and finally appeared in his eyes. Be wary, "I tell you, our family is married, don't go forward, it's okay, don't damage my girl's reputation!"

"..." He saw two words in the eyes of the old man, bad guy.

Pausing, Duan Ting touched his nose, "I'm a good person."

It’s just that it was a little late. At the beginning of his voice, in the kitchen, in the hall, and even in the courtyard behind, a hula rushed out of ten people, all glared at him, the three women on the far side, hands Holding a spoon, firewood, and fire tongs, he even saw a girl holding an embroidery needle in her hand.

This is...what to do?

The two maids turned their backs and grinned, flushing their faces flushed.

It is rare for a young man to eat deflated. This look is even rarer.

In the end, Duan Ting said earnestly, "I am going to see a doctor."

The next visit was a bit uncomfortable. He entered a small house full of medicinal fragrances. At the door, the group of squinting people still refused to disperse.

It wasn't until the little girl cut her veins, went to the clinic, and focused on it. The smell of burnt things came out of the stove. The wife and the two women left the rescue on tiptoe.

In the end, the man finally dispersed

Duan Ting is still sitting on a needle felt.

Beside the little girl who carefully diagnosed the pulse, the one holding the embroidery needle was still staring at him, as if he was ready to come up and sew his mouth whenever he spoke rudely.

The peasant family can't be underestimated.

"Actually, I just made a joke just now."

The girl holding the needle smiled at him, the tip of the needle inadvertently showed a cold mane in front of his eyes, "Our family is very good at sewing needles. I learned a little bit afterwards. I took an anesthetic and the needle sticks to the meat. It does not hurt at all. In the later diagnosis and treatment, the son may be fortunate to have a look."

"..."

"Don't be nervous, I just made a joke just now."

"..."

Liu Yusheng withdrew his vein-cutting hand, and a secret smile flashed in the corner of his mouth. Since he was next to the second brother's backer, Xiao Bailian also learned to be a good man and made progress.

"Your son's legs are not good for many years?"

Duan Ting was surprised, "Can this be diagnosed?"

"Legs can't do anything, it has nothing to do with the legs themselves, because something grows in your brain, you need to split your head, cut out how long it is inside, and then sew your head. So, there is a possibility of healing ."

Cut your head, cut your head?!

Duan Ting was covered with cold hair, and Rao was accustomed to it. He also felt very unacceptable and laughed extremely ugly, "But are the girls joking?"

Liu Yusheng nodded, "It is indeed a little joke."

"..."