"Mother, why don't I go..." the woman choked up, "I'll go a little further, and I'll definitely be able to get back."

The old woman had tears in her eyes, "Rong Niang, please keep the news at home, don't hurt your hands again."

"Mother..." The woman shed tears.

Baijia charcoal is actually not so easy to find.

The capital seems to be crowded, but not every household can afford good charcoal, most of them are just ordinary firewood.

Moreover, even if you can afford it, you may not be willing to give it.

Just like the grandma grandma's family.

And it's dark now.

Gu Yuzhu was not angry because of the conversation between the two of them, it was not easy after all.

She quickly opened the door and stopped the two of them, "There's no need to go."

Suddenly, she found that the person standing at the door had changed, not Su Ziyi, but Song Chengye.

"Why are you here?" she asked in surprise.

Song Chengye didn't answer, just took the cloak from his body and wrapped it around her.

At this moment, the woman and the old woman had hurriedly walked up to Gu Yuzhu, with expectations and fear in their eyes.

"This, this lady, my son...he, he..." The old woman's voice was so choked that she could hardly continue asking.

She was afraid that what Gu Yuzhu said was bad news.

"I'm still in a dangerous period. After tonight, if I'm fine, I'll gradually get better." Gu Yuzhu comforted her softly, "He may not wake up tonight, but you have to be guarded by someone. , if he develops a high fever tonight, you will call me immediately, do you understand?"

The woman hurriedly agreed: "We know, we know, thank you, thank you..."

As soon as her legs softened, she knelt down in front of Gu Yuzhu with a plop, kowtowing her head non-stop.

Gu Yuzhu helped her up: "Don't kowtow, let me see the wound on your palm, I'll bandage it for you."

The woman looked at the room wistfully.

Gu Yuzhu sighed: "Come inside and I'll bandage you up, and you can take a look at him too."

"Thank you, thank you." The woman kept thanking.

The scald on the woman's hand looked shocking, Gu Yuzhu covered her hand with a special ointment, and warned: "Before the wound is scarred, don't touch the water, otherwise it will be more serious if it suppurates."

"I, but..." The woman hesitated to speak.

The old woman next to her stretched out her hand and patted her, then tremblingly took out a money bag and stuffed it into Gu Yuzhu's hand, "Old lady, I only have this money left in my hands now, please wait a few more days, my wife, to wait for my son When you wake up, give the rest of the land to the lady one by one."

A gap was opened in the purse, and there was not only silver but also gold in it.

There are probably hundreds of taels.

Gu Yuzhu estimated the cost of the medicinal materials, took two small gold coins the size of a baby's fist from it, and returned the rest to the other party: "I am no different from other doctors. I only charge what I should. If there is more, I will not Take it again."

She is not short of this little money, and she has no hobby of taking advantage of the fire.

If the money was really taken away, the family might not even have the medicine to grab it.

The old woman's eyes were wet with tears, and she hurriedly said words of thanks.

Afraid that she would kneel down again, Gu Yuzhu dragged Song Chengye away in a hurry.

A little snow fell outside at some point, and Song Chengye didn't bring an umbrella when he came out, feeling remorseful in his heart, so he stretched out his hand to cover Gu Yuzhu's head.

"Be careful, the road is slippery." He reminded in a low voice, and the other hand grabbed her hand and helped her walk.

The hand on the head couldn't stop all the wind and snow, but Gu Yuzhu felt warm in his heart.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I'm hungry, let's go back to eat soon."

In fact, the distance between the two families is only a few steps, and they arrived in a short while.

When he walked to the door, he bumped into Song Wen who came back from outside to inquire about the news.

The night was dark, and Song Wen, with the white snow on his head, was extraordinarily bright in the night. He almost bumped into the two of them, and stopped in a hurry.

"Sister-in-law, brother, why are you outside?" He was surprised.

Snow out to lookout?

"Go and heal people."

"Who has an accident this night?" Song Wen asked casually, pushed open the door, and shook the snow on his body while rubbing his hands, "The weather in this capital is much colder than ours. Your hands are almost freezing off, by the way, brother, in the past years in the village, you would have frostbite on your hands, this year you have to pay attention to your hands..."

The sound stopped.

Song Wen saw two hands clasped.

Song Chengye rubbed Gu Yuzhu's hand, as if he didn't hear clearly, he asked, "What did you just say?"

Song Wen felt hehe in his heart.

His brother's ears were sharper than wolves', so the ghost couldn't hear clearly.

Isn't it just that he wanted to show off to himself sullenly, that someone shook his hand that was as cold as ice.

He is not fooled.

"Nothing." Song Wen twitched the corners of his mouth and immediately changed the subject, "It has been found out that every fifteenth and thirty, that Princess Wenle will go to Banruo Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. Tomorrow is exactly thirty , it is possible to meet her there, as for the elder grandson, he has no other hobbies, so the possibility of meeting her is unlikely."

"Then tomorrow." Gu Yuzhu said to Song Chengye with his head turned sideways.

"Well, let's go eat first." Song Chengye patted the white snow off her body, and dragged her into the house.

Song Wen was heartbroken watching from the side, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Oh, he didn't, but he didn't have to.

No one expected that the snow would last the whole night.

When she got up the next day, Gu Yuzhu saw a piece of snow outside covered in plain snow.

"The Banruo Temple is on the mountain. I'm afraid the mountain will be difficult to walk today. Maybe that princess won't go." Song Wen stood at the door, sighing secretly that he didn't inquire about the news yesterday.

"Or wait another ten days before my sister-in-law goes?"

"If we wait any longer, it will be the Chinese New Year soon." Gu Yuzhu shook her head.

She still wants to see it.

Now it's the end of the month, if we delay it any longer, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with this matter clearly by the Chinese New Year.

She comforted herself and said: "This matter also depends on fate. If fate comes, even if it snows today, you may meet each other."

Song Wen saw that persuasion was not enough, so he stopped.

Instead, the three little milk bags crashed into Gu Yuzhu's arms in a flash, and their spirits flickered.

"Mother, can we go?"

"Mother, we also want to go together."

"Mother, can you take us with you?"

The three little buns have already revealed their purpose by saying one sentence per person.

Gu Yuzhu knelt down and straightened the small cloaks for them, "It's very cold outside, and there is no charcoal fire for you to bake in the temple. What if it freezes?"

It's not that I don't want to take them there, it's just that the three little milk bags may not be able to adapt to this icy and snowy environment.

Even in winter, Nine Cang City rarely sees snow, and the climate is warm and pleasant. The three little milk bags have to get used to this place for the first time.

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