The Little Lucky Girl

Mrs. Tao thought of the Wang family's behavior and couldn't help but sigh: "These aristocratic families... Forget it, they have nothing to do with us. I will take you to meet some people in the future. Let's find someone of equal status and live our lives in peace and quiet."

"Sister, please don't mention such things again in the future," Han Wuniang's voice was still gentle, but her tone was firm. "Although love is sweet, it can also hurt people. I have experienced it once and that's enough. I really don't want to provoke it again in the future."

Mrs. Tao kept all she wanted to say to herself.

She didn't sleep well that night. The next day, she had two dark circles under her eyes and grabbed Magistrate Tao and said, "What should I do? I think Wu Niang is not thinking right. She is too calm and acts like an outsider in everything she says. Could it be that she wants to become a nun?"

County Magistrate Tao felt very distressed when he saw that his wife had become so haggard overnight.

He asked her to sit down soothingly, "Don't worry, tell me first, what did you say."

After hearing what Magistrate Tao said, he thought for a while and said, "I don't think Wu Niang's words and actions are that serious. She is young and has just tasted the taste of love. It is inevitable that she will be hurt. She will slowly get over it in the future. You should take her out more often in the future. She will see more and be more open-minded, and she will naturally let go of some things."

He looked at his wife's face again and said with some concern: "Don't think too much, just get some sleep first."

She called the maid again, "Go and get the doctor quickly to prescribe some soothing medicine for the nerves."

Mrs. Tao couldn't let go of her worries. Although she took the medicine, she still couldn't sleep. But the effect of the medicine had already taken effect, and she felt even more uncomfortable with the dizziness in her head.

Seeing a child tiptoeing and looking around at the door, he waved to her and called her in.

Ming Youyou smelled the lingering smell of medicine in the room and frowned, "Madam, are you sick?"

"No, I just didn't sleep well last night."

"So you want to sleep, then don't drink this bitter medicine in the future," she chuckled, "I know a way, it's very effective and quite comfortable."

"Have you heard of foot massage?" She smiled and stretched out her little paws.

Mrs. Tao felt embarrassed to have her feet massaged, but when she heard the child was so good at it, she couldn't help but want to try it.

As a result, as soon as Ming Youyou's little hand went up, she felt like the soles of her feet were being tickled by a feather, and she started giggling.

"No, you don't have enough strength. This is not a massage, it's just tickling." Mrs. Tao wiped her tears and said.

She glanced at the maid standing beside her and said, "Come here and listen to Doctor Ming's instructions."

It was the first time Ming Youyou was called "doctor", and she felt proud. She puffed out her chest and nodded, "That's good, that's good. I'll tell you how to find the acupuncture points, and then you press them with more force."

Mrs. Tao had never been massaged before, and the flesh on her feet was still very tender. She could feel small lumps where there was congestion. She hissed and took several breaths of cold air, "It hurts, it hurts, be gentle, be gentle."

"Is it the kind of pain that feels sore and swollen?" Ming Youyou asked.

Seeing Mrs. Tao nodding with tears in her eyes, she was happy, "It's good that it hurts, it proves that there is a problem here, just bear with it, you will feel better after it is unblocked."

The person giving the massage seemed to be enjoying the sight of the person being massaged grimacing in pain, and Ming Guangyouyou was smiling happily. Even the maidservant was getting more and more excited as the massage went on.

Mrs. Tao couldn't bear the pain at first, and she broke out in a cold sweat, wishing she could kick the two men out. But after she got used to it, she gradually realized the benefits, and relaxed and focused on talking to her.

"I have to thank you for Wu Niang's teaching. It was not in vain. You really understand her."

"Then do you know why the gentleman is unhappy?"

Mrs. Tao told her everything she could, and she said calmly, "I think Mr. Tao is right. Going out more often will make you feel better. Just like me, as long as I go shopping, I feel very happy."

Mrs. Tao chuckled, "You think it's all you? In my opinion, it's useless to just go out and find a suitable person."

She sighed sadly, "The person Wu Niang met before was not the right one. He failed to give her enough sense of security. If she stops here, I'm afraid she will really live alone for the rest of her life."

Ming Youyou said carelessly, "It's just about finding someone. Just let Wang the matchmaker do it. She knows a lot of people. Let her help introduce someone good-looking. Maybe we can hit it off."

"People from the market can't do that," Mrs. Tao shook her head, and suddenly her eyes lit up and said, "Aren't you going to Bailu Academy soon? There are poetry gatherings there regularly, and many young talents will come to participate. When the time comes, please notify me and we will go and see if there is anyone suitable..."

"Hey, aren't Zheng Huan and the others going to school? Can I go too?" Ming Youyou looked at her puzzledly. Isn't it said that girls can't go to academy?

Only then did Mrs. Tao realize that her husband had not told anyone about this.

Thinking of how he liked to do things in a roundabout way, but it always made sense, she stopped talking and coughed lightly, saying:

"Well, did your grandmother teach you how to massage?"

"No, I learned it secretly, so I'm not that great," Ming Youyou immediately forgot about the previous topic and started to brag, "My grandpa taught my dad for a long time, and he only learned the most of it, but I learned it just by listening."

"So you are using me for training?" No wonder he spent a long time looking for an acupuncture point and kept asking her what it felt like.

Ming Youyou chuckled, "It's comfortable to be pressed no matter how you do it. Besides, there are many acupuncture points on the soles of the feet, and they are all very close together. If you press the wrong one, you might press the right one."

"That's true," Mrs. Tao had gotten over the initial pain and was now feeling so comfortable that she felt drowsy. "But how could your grandfather know this?"

Massage is also a job of serving people, and most doctors nowadays are too lazy to study it.

Ming Youyou sighed, "It's all because of the blackmail incident back then. My mother said that incident dealt a big blow to Grandpa's confidence. He was also afraid that he wouldn't be able to diagnose the patient's pulse accurately and would misdiagnose the patient, so he studied other aspects that could be used for diagnosis even more carefully."

"He could read people's faces, tongue coating, eyes, and palm lines, all of which could tell a person's physical condition. But then my grandfather encountered a problem."

"Oh, what is it?" Mrs. Tao yawned and asked cooperatively.

"Madam, have you ever been to Yangzhou? My grandfather practiced medicine in Yangzhou. When I went to the capital, my parents took me there. The city is big, there are many people, and there are a lot of delicious food..."