The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

After entering the mansion, Hua Fushu walked to Rongli Courtyard. Sanqiao said from the side: "Girl, shouldn't we go to Feiyuan first? After all, the old general is respected in the general's mansion."

When she mentioned the old general, Hua Fushu thought of his devil-like face and his attitude towards her, and couldn't help but shudder. She and the old general didn't get along. She had just come back and was in a good mood. If she had done it first After arriving at Feiyuan, she didn't want to touch the old guy's bad luck before he ruined her good mood.

"I won't go." Hua Fushu said two words and entered Rongliyuan.

In the house, Mrs. Ouyang and Lonely Lanxi were busy begging for luck on Chinese Valentine's Day. Hua Fushu greeted them as soon as she entered the door, "Mother-in-law, sister-in-law."

"Brothers and sisters are back." Dugulan smiled.

"You just came back?" Mrs. Ouyang's eyebrows were filled with concern.

"I just came back, come and see my mother."

Hua Fushu pulled up a round stool and sat down. There were three porcelain basins on the table. In the porcelain basins were wheat seedlings, mung bean seedlings, and red bean seedlings. The buds were about three inches long and tied with red and blue colored threads.

Seeing Lonely Lanxi tying red threads on the wheat seedlings, Hua Fushu said, "Sister-in-law, why are you tying red threads on the wheat seedlings?"

Lonely Lanxi said: "This is the Five Life Basin, used for praying on Chinese Valentine's Day."

Hua Fushu didn't know much about the folk customs of Qixi Festival, so she asked again, "What is the Five Life Pot and what is it used for?"

Lonely Lanxi patiently spread the folk customs among the flowers. She said: "It is a folk custom that before the seventh day of July, mung beans, adzuki beans, wheat and other grains should be soaked in water in a porcelain vessel until they sprout and grow a few inches. Red and blue colored threads are tied together and placed in a small basin. During the Chinese Valentine's Day, Altair is worshiped. This is the seed. The malt tied with the colored threads is called the Five Lives. The pot containing the Five Lives is called the Raw Flower Pot. It is also called a five-year-old pot. To make a five-year-old pot, you don’t necessarily need to use only wheat germ. Mung bean sprouts and adzuki bean sprouts can also be used, and rice seedlings are also used in the south.”

Hua Fushu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Mrs. Ouyang added: "Lan Xi hasn't finished yet. The five-life basin is for begging for children."

Hua Fushu glanced at Lonely Lanxi first, then slowly opened her apricot eyes and looked at Mrs. Ouyang in surprise: "Mother, do you also want a child?"

Her mother-in-law is already over forty at least, and her son is already married. Isn't it inappropriate to ask for a son again? She is a doctor and knows that when a woman is old, it is very dangerous to give birth to a child, and even the mother and child may die.

Lonely Lanxi laughed.

Cuizhi and Sanqiao couldn't help laughing.

Mrs. Ouyang was furious and scolded with a smile: "You damn girl, I'm already my mother-in-law, why do you want to have a child?"

Hua Fushu said honestly: "There are also old clam pearls. I haven't seen them, but I have heard of them."

Mrs. Ouyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She pushed the small basin filled with malt to Hua Fushu, "It's yours. You can do it yourself. Only by doing it yourself can you be sincere."

He then pulled Lonely Lanxi's pot of malt over to Hua Fushu and said, "This is yours too. All the colored threads must be tied. Be sincere and give me a grandson next year."

Hua Fushu was startled. After working on it for a long time, this five-life basin was actually prepared for her?

She and Ye Zelin are still not married. Even if they ask for a child with a five-year-old basin, they can't get a child. Moreover, she doesn't want to have a child yet, at least in the next two or three years, she has no such plan.

She had no interest in playing with things like the five-life basin, so she pushed the five-life basin back to Mrs. Ouyang and Lonely Lanxi. She laughed dryly and said, "It's better for mother and sister-in-law to take care of it slowly. I'll leave first."

Hua Fushu stood up, fearing that Mrs. Ouyang would give birth like her mother-in-law, so she grabbed Sanqiao's hand and pulled her away.

Mrs. Ouyang didn't want to be induced to give birth, so she thought she was thin-skinned and said, "This child is so shy."

Dugu Lanxi smiled. Like Mrs. Ouyang, she also thought that Hua Fushu was shy, so she hurried away.

After Ye Shiheng returned home, he heard from the servant that the flowers were blooming, so he went directly to Penglaiju.

The door of Penglai Residence was open, and Li Zhi was sitting on a low stool, doing needlework on the eaves. When he saw Ye Shiheng coming, he stood up and said, "General, the young lady said that she was tired from traveling and traveling, so she wanted to rest for a while, and now she fell asleep."

Ye Shiheng said lightly: "It's a pleasure to serve your little lady."

Lychee responded yes.

Ye Shiheng walked out of Penglai Residence and turned into the Feiyuan next door. When he saw Ye Shiheng, the old general sneered: "I really miss that damn girl. I went to Penglai Residence first and then came to my Feiyuan."

Ye Shiheng waved his hand, sat down on the armchair, and said, "No way, my son is here to see you. He passed by Penglai Residence and heard that Hua'er was coming back, so he went in and took a look at Hua'er. No one was there. Litchi said she was exhausted. Now, I have rested and fallen asleep."

Ye Shiheng was so angry that no one could tell that what he said was sarcastic. However, the old general could see through Ye Shiheng's words at a glance.

The old general snorted coldly, "I'm just doing it casually."

As soon as Ye Shiheng heard this, he knew that his old father was serious.

After saying a few words to the old general, Ye Shiheng said goodbye and returned to Rongliyuan. He chatted with Mrs. Ouyang about the folk customs of the Chinese Valentine's Day, and talked to Lonely Lanxi about the people in Beijing who he saw on the street to greet him when he returned home. The scene was prepared for the Chinese Valentine's Day, and she was asked to go out with her eldest son Yunlu during the lantern festival and not stay at home getting moldy.

After dismissing his loneliness, Ye Shiheng proposed that he and Mrs. Ouyang go to the Chinese Valentine's Day Lantern Festival tomorrow night. Mrs. Ouyang thought that she was too old to join in the fun of young people, so she refused.

General Ye Shiheng looked resentful.

Ye Zelin and Yu Xuanji parted ways after they came out of the palace. Yu Xuanji was originally responsible for the Yuezhou case. It was inconvenient for him to intervene in the case after the review was completed, and it was best not to intervene. Yu Xuanji went to the Ministry of Punishment, and he returned to the General's Mansion.

It was already dark when he returned to the General's Mansion. He first went to Rongli Courtyard to pay his respects to his father and mother. After sitting there for about two-quarters of an hour, he went to Feiyuan again. He just offered greetings to the old general outside the house. He went in to ask for trouble. , the old general also didn’t want to see him.

He said: "My grandson has returned from Yuezhou and has come to pay his respects to his grandfather."

No one in the room responded, and the dim candlelight reflected on the door wall.

Ye Zelin smiled slightly, feeling a little helpless, and returned to his courtyard.

"Have you eaten?" Hua Fushu was practicing calligraphy when he heard footsteps and looked up to see Ye Zelin coming in.

"Nothing." Ye Zelin came over and watched Hua Fushu write. The strokes were quite straight, and not a single word was crooked. It was a huge difference from the original, "Not bad, a lot of progress."

"I have good talent and work hard." Hua Fushu said proudly.

Seeing that she was getting carried away and not modest at all, Ye Zelin said: "It turns out that you can write better. In the past, you spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, so you couldn't write well. Take a look at your handwriting before you can practice it." It didn't take long for him to have a good look, which shows that it has little to do with talent."