A car accident, our family of three crossed

After the farce ended, the peddler couldn't help but become curious about the method Song Ning used to save the man.

"Hey, sister, where did you learn this method of saving lives? Can you teach us?"

When the child was choking before, he could have saved him, but he just didn't want to do it.

Those seedlings that grow crooked will be gone if they are gone.

However, he didn't expect Song Ning to take action using a method he had never seen before. It seemed simple, but not so simple.

When everyone heard the peddler say this, they couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"Yes, Shuheng's wife, you can teach us a lesson. Every family has a few naughty kids. If one of them chokes, we can save him ourselves."

Thinking of the scene where Dabao was almost choked to death, everyone was still frightened.

"That's right, that's right..."

Someone said, "Or is this a family technique that you don't pass on to others?"

Everyone fell silent instantly, thinking that if it was a family technique, it would be a bit unreasonable for them to ask someone to teach them.

"No." Song Ning was a little amused. "Actually, my father learned this from a traveling doctor when he was young. When I was a child, I accidentally choked, and my father used this method to save me."

After saying this, Song Ning felt ashamed.

This matter is indeed difficult to explain, and she can only blame it on the original owner's deceased father.

When everyone heard that it was Mr. Song who taught it, they all believed it to be true.

"I can teach you." Song Ning said.

The Heimlich maneuver has long been known to the public in later generations.

If it can be popularized here, it wouldn’t be a bad thing.

"Very good……"

Song Ning gave various demonstrations to the crowd, targeting adults, children, infants and other age groups.

Everyone was very eager to learn. They looked for people around them to practice with, and followed Song Ning's demonstration and started to learn in an orderly manner.

After watching Song Ning's demonstration and listening to her explain the principle, the peddler suddenly understood.

He had studied medicine, so it was natural for him to understand it more easily than ordinary people.

When Hang Shuheng came over and saw this scene, he was a little confused.

"What are you guys doing?"

The children couldn't keep it to themselves and told the story of how Dabao almost choked to death.

After listening to this, Hang Shuheng nodded in understanding.

He looked in Song Ning's direction, and she looked at him, and they smiled at each other from a distance.

"I hope you will never need to use this method."

The implication is that unless someone chokes, it won't be used.

Song Ning took Yangyang by the hand, said goodbye to everyone, and went back with Hang Shuheng.

Looking at the family walking away, some people couldn't help but sigh.

"Mr. Song is really a capable man. His wife is also capable, and the daughter he gave birth to is also capable."

"Even the son-in-law I chose is a capable one!"

The peddler heard this and took the opportunity to flatter him: "Your village actually has a scholar? That's amazing."

"That's right. Mr. Song is the only scholar in our village. I don't know why he stopped taking exams after studying abroad for a few years. If he had continued to take the exams, he might have passed the exam and become a juren. What a pity!"

Speaking of Mr. Song, everyone couldn't stop talking about it.

They talked to the foreign peddler one after another, as if they were presenting a treasure, and told him everything they knew about Mr. Song.

The peddler easily obtained the information he wanted without any effort.

Here, Shuisheng got the drawings as he wished, and rushed home without stopping, carrying an axe and going to the back mountain.

When he went down the mountain, he was carrying a bundle of thick bamboo poles on his shoulders.

He returned to his yard, went straight into the woodshed where his tools were stored, took out all the tools he might need, and started working.

By the time he reacted, it was already dark and his stomach was rumbling.

Mudun sat on a low stool, supporting his chin with one hand, looking at his brother with a curious look.

He knew his eldest brother enjoyed carpentry, but he had never seen him so excited.

Shuisheng was still excited and rubbed Mudun's head, making his hair messy.

"Just wait. With Heng Zishu's blueprint, we can make a lot of money once this chair is made. I'll buy you something delicious then."

The two brothers looked at the drawings and the pile of stuff, their minds filled with endless longing.

"When you make money, I'll save some for you to marry when you grow up."

"Brother, I, I, I'm still a child... I, I won't talk to you anymore..."

Mudun didn't expect his elder brother to say these words. He blushed with shame for a moment. He stammered and said something before running away with his face covered.

"Hey! Silly boy, you're still shy." Shuisheng laughed as he looked at his background.

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At night, Chu Yi, dressed in nightgown, sneaked into the Hang family's study.

They lived in this room for several days, and adhering to the gentleman's code of conduct, they never casually flipped through the items in the study.

Tonight he still came as a "gentleman", but he was a thief on the beam.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Before he could make any move, he keenly sensed the movement outside.

With a flash of his body, he leaped out of the window lightly, and at the same time, he swung a palm wind to gently close the open window without making a sound.

Hang Shuheng pushed the door open and stopped just as he stepped over the threshold.

In the darkness, he hesitated for a moment before slowly walking in and going straight to the window in the dim light.

I opened the window and saw the hazy night outside. I couldn't tell what was wrong.

"What's wrong? Why don't you light the lamp?"

Song Ning walked in and asked puzzledly.

"It's okay!" Hang Shuheng closed the window, turned back and turned on the light. "Is your son asleep?"

Chu Yi, who was hanging under the eaves outside, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Just now, if Hang Shuheng had raised his head to look above his head, he would have discovered his presence.

He held his breath the whole time, not even daring to look at the other person for a moment.

Fortunately, Song Ning arrived at the right time...

Song Ning picked up a drawing on the desk and looked at it. "Is this the design that Shuisheng is thinking about?"

"Yes!" Hang Shuheng approached her from behind and grabbed a corner of the drawing. "Take a look. Do you like it? Tell me if there is anything that needs to be modified."

After hearing what he said, Song Ning also started to read it carefully.

"Simple and elegant, very good, no need to change."

Hang Shuheng jokingly added: "This is the entry-level lady's chair. In the future, there will be advanced and luxury versions..."

"Pfft..."

Song Ning couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, "This name is too rustic!"

"The ultimate in earthiness is tide."

The sounds of their laughter could be heard continuously, and the dim light cast their shadows on the window paper, like a pair of lovers embracing each other.

Chu Yi, who was clinging under the eaves, was forced to eat a mouthful of dog food.

After a long time, the people in the house had left, but Chu Yi still didn't dare to act rashly. He still climbed under the eaves, blending into the night.

It was not until the moon was at its highest point in the sky that he leaped down lightly, as soundlessly as a falling leaf.