The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

Along the way, she cried and talked, telling her lover all the things that were in her heart.

Afterwards, the lover said that he didn't hear clearly what she said.

All I know is that she cried and laughed at the same time, spoke incoherently, and cried all the way.

She could imagine her grandfather dragging his crippled leg every day to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village that was older than him, and looking towards the road down the mountain.

She could also imagine how her grandfather scolded the villagers for their ungrateful comments about her and how he tried his best to protect her image before he died.

Not being able to spend more time with her grandfather before he passed away and not being able to see him for the last time became a knot in Zhou Yue's heart and an eternal regret in her heart, tormenting her day and night.

And when she saw Old Man Ning for the first time in this world, she was surprised to find that he looked very familiar.

She remembered that the old man who listened to opera that she met at the end of that life looked very much like her grandfather.

She didn't get to see her grandfather for the last time, whom she missed so much and appeared in her dreams every night.

Old Man Ning not only looks like her grandfather, but also has the same profession.

Moreover, he is also lame.

From that time on, she made up her mind to stay here, stay in this home, support the elderly and raise the children.

To make up for her lifelong regret in that life.

She took a breath and said, "Dad, I want to use this money to treat your leg."

When Qian heard this, her eyes lit up: "Can his grandfather's leg be cured?"

Doctor Yang in the town had been busy for half a year, spending a lot of money and drinking a lot of bitter medicine. He applied the black, smelly ointment on his leg every day, but his leg still didn't heal.

Originally only one leg was broken, and after a long time of treatment, the other leg also became weak.

The old man is completely paralyzed.

"Let me try. I'm 50 percent sure."

Fifty percent, fifty percent is pretty good too.

Doctor Yang spent so much money from the family, and he said at the beginning that there was only a 20% chance of success.

But in the end, that 20% was not achieved.

"That's great, old man, you..."

When Qian saw Old Man Ning's gaze sweeping over her, she swallowed the second half of her sentence.

"No, my family is poor and we have many expenses. We can't waste money on my crippled leg."

"father……"

"Old man..."

Qian and Zhou Yue wanted to persuade him at the same time.

The old man raised his hand to stop the two from trying to persuade him, and said, "Stop talking. I have made up my mind."

"Dad, I know you want to save money for the family, but think about it, if your leg is healed, you can do more carpentry work and earn more money, which is also saving money for the family.

You are only in your fifties, and except for your bad legs, everything else is fine.

If you can live to be eighty, think about it, you still have nearly thirty years left in your life. Do you really want to lie there like this?

Do you need help with eating, drinking, defecating and urinating?

Also, you are in better health, earn more money, your family lives a better life, you are in a better mood, you can live a few more years, and you can watch your grandchildren get married and have children. How wonderful it is.

You can also teach Yang Mo carpentry so that she has a skill to rely on, which will make it easier for her to find a husband in the future.

Brother Yuan is not yet experienced in farming and doesn't know how to read the weather. You need to teach him for a few more years.

My great-grandson is about to be born, and he's counting on you to make toys for him.

Besides, if you don’t treat your leg, I won’t buy land or let Xuan go to the county to study.

Take buying land for example. We still have to go to the village chief to ask about the current land price and whether there is any suitable land.

As for studying, Xuan Ge'er's foundation is too weak and he can't even recognize all the characters. Now he goes to school in the county, and given his age, he will definitely not be assigned to the enlightenment class.

But if he is placed in a class for older students, others have already studied for several years and have probably learned the Four Books and Five Classics, but he is still at the stage of recognizing words and memorizing the Hundred Family Names and Three Character Classic. How can he keep up?

If the child cannot keep up, his self-confidence will be hit, and his guilt for supporting his family will cause great pressure on the child.

You are also a farmer, so you know that the seeds need to be covered with soil and have a certain weight pressure in order to germinate.

But if there is a big clod of earth on top of the young seedlings, they will definitely not grow well, right?"

Qian looked at her daughter-in-law's mouth opening and closing as she spoke with saliva flying everywhere, her eyes full of envy.

When did the eldest daughter-in-law become so logical and well-reasoned in her speech?

In the past, she and Old Man Ning would quarrel after just a few words, but today, contrary to her usual behavior, she spoke so softly.

Although I don’t understand most of what she says, it makes a lot of sense.

Old Man Ning was silent. He didn't understand some of what was said, but he roughly understood what his daughter-in-law meant.

He also hoped that his legs could get better, and that he could still farm and do carpentry.

I can watch my grandchildren get married and have children.

Looking at four generations living together happily.

But he didn't want to drag down such good children.

Ugh!

He didn't know how to refute, and stammered:

"Why do you need me to make toys? The toys made by Yang Mo are already very good. She has inherited my true skills."

Zhou Yue smiled, knowing that the old man was wavering, but he still kept his mouth shut.

We need to add more fuel to the fire.

“But Yang Mo doesn’t have a lot of experience yet. She has only been learning for a few days. How can she compare with your decades of experience?

Dad, don't worry. In my opinion, your leg can be saved, and it doesn't cost much, just a few more chickens."

"Chicken? Chicken for medical treatment?"

Qian asked curiously.

Old Man Ning was also led astray by these words and forgot his own persistence. He also looked at Zhou Yue, hoping that she could clear up his doubts.

"Yes, Dad, Mom, I know a recipe that I saw in a book before. It only requires two herbs, Panax notoginseng and chicken thigh bones.

As for the Panax notoginseng, there just happened to be a big bag of it among the medicinal materials that Lord Song sent, and as for the chickens, we had a few at home.

You said that Panax notoginseng is not a commonly used medicine, so why did Lord Song send it to you? It seems that God wants you to be well and rushed to send you medicine."

Qian didn't hear anything else, only that Zhou Yue said he was concerned about the chickens at home.

He stood up suddenly and was unhappy.

"I'll go check on the chickens to see if Chunniang has fed them."

Then he left angrily.

"Mom, don't worry, can't I just buy a chicken?"

Qian's hens are kept to lay eggs for the old man, granddaughter-in-law and grandson to eat. Anyone who dares to touch her hens must first get her consent.

Seeing that the old couple had relented, Zhou Yue continued, "Dad, don't worry, there will always be money.

Qingmo and I will find a way to make money.

I would like to take advantage of this time to teach Xuan Ge more about reading.

Lay a good foundation for him so that he can keep up with the schooling in the county in the future, and our money will not be wasted."

Old Man Ning was finally persuaded, and he sighed and said, "Well, what you said makes sense, let's do it this way for now.

During this time, before the autumn harvest begins, you should teach Xuan Ge'er at night."

"Okay, don't worry.

Dad, I want to go to town and buy some chickens on market day, and then we can start treating the legs.

You have to promise to listen to me during the treatment, do whatever I tell you to do, and eat whatever I tell you to eat."

"Well, I'll listen to you. I'm not afraid of taking bitter medicine. I'm so old, I've experienced all kinds of suffering. How can bitter medicine be compared to the bitterness in my heart? Don't worry."

What he didn't know was that the medicine was not bitter at all, but rather fragrant.

Zhou Yue was not worried that he would be afraid of the bitterness and refuse to take the medicine, but was afraid that he could not bear to kill a chicken for him every day to prepare the medicine for him.

I finally persuaded Old Man Ning to give it a try, on the condition that I didn't spend too much money.

At noon the next day, Zhou Yue took his eldest son Ning Yuanmo and carried a few bags to the village chief's house.

They went to ask the village chief a few questions.