I traveled to ancient times and wanted to be a mother. I made a fortune by relying on chicken babies

Lin Qingchen's face turned even darker and he whispered, "You should take care of yourself first. I just heard that you caused a lot of trouble outside. The old man in the village has always been thinking about you. When you married into the Lin family, In the past, your mother's family planned to sell you to Lao Zhangtou in exchange for a bride price."

"A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth!" Zhao Yang yelled back through gritted teeth, but there were so many people that she couldn't say anything.

When he arrived at the door of his house and got off the oxcart, Lin Qingchen frowned and vaguely smelled a subtle smell of blood in the air.

"No, just wait here and I'll go take a look."

He stopped Zhao Yang where he was, and he went straight into the house alone. Zhao Yang sat down next to the tree pillar with an expressionless face, as if he was watching the excitement and was not afraid of the big deal.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Lin Qingchen gritted his teeth, "..."

This woman!

After Zhao Yang finished speaking, he knocked on Aunt Zhang's door next door.

Aunt Zhang had just finished coaxing the child to sleep on the kang. She was still energetic and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Mrs. Zhao?"

"Aunt Zhang..." She pinched her thigh and forced out some fake tears, "I'm afraid Zhang Mazi came to my house. I'm very worried about Lao Wu. You go to the village to find some people to persuade Zhang Mazi. OK."

Aunt Zhang immediately thought of the gossip in the village and felt a little uneasy.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Logically speaking, my surname is Zhang, and I am half a member of Zhang Mazi's family. I will go find some fellow villagers, and also the village chief. Please wait and don't rush up to cause trouble."

With that said, Aunt Zhang put on a coat, raised a kerosene lamp, and knocked on the door of each house to call for help.

The battle was huge.

Looking at her figure, Zhao Yang curled his lips.

When Lin Qingchen's leg is broken, she can treat it in public. This is a great way to give full play to her medical skills and build her reputation.

However, she needs some cover...

Thinking about it, she stuffed a random medical book she bought today under Lin Zuo's back.

Stuffed securely.

If someone questioned the authenticity of her medical skills later, she would throw out the medical book she bought temporarily and say that she had learned it all by herself.

She is just so talented!

After waiting there for a while, he saw Aunt Zhang arriving from a short distance away with a group of people holding torches, and then slowly walked back to his home.

Lin Youer was waiting at the doorstep of her home, holding young Lin Zuo in her arms. Lin Zuo was still young and could only sleep all day long.

Lin Youer, on the other hand, was confused and looked a little at a loss when he heard the fighting in the room.

"Okay, it's okay, come over here, mom."

She waved her hand, and suddenly heard a shrill scream that resounded throughout the sky.

"Okay, something happened."

Aunt Zhang, who had just arrived, looked pale, and the person behind her opened the door with a solemn expression.

The broken wooden door, which was already in danger, fell to the ground with a crash, stirring up countless dust.

In the blurry vision, I saw a man standing lamely and shaking his body, his eyes filled with murderous intent looking straight at him like sharp blades.

He was covered in blood, but he had the aura of a killing king.

"This……"

"what!"

Another scream brought everyone back from their thoughts.

The person standing was Lin Qingchen, and the person lying down and wailing with unknown life and death was Zhang Mazi.

This round, it’s unclear who is sanctioning whom.

Fortunately, no one was killed, but looking at Lin Qingchen's legs, it was probably useless.

At this time, a man is useless if he is lame, unable to support the labor force, and the entire family is ruined.

It's such a pity that Lin Qingchen's family has just given birth to an heir, and bad luck only strikes the unfortunate.

Aunt Zhang walked over with sympathy on her face and asked Lin Qingchen, "Are you okay?"

Lin Qingchen didn't reply, but he shook his head gently.Just this movement caused sharp pain in his legs.

Zhang Mazi, who was on the ground, had a sinister expression on his face and cursed loudly, "Damn Lin Laowu, I'm not done with you, I will drag you to hell sooner or later!"

Aunt Zhang patted his back and gritted her teeth, "Okay, stop talking. You can't just blame him for this. How can your wife be willing to be lonely when she has been alone in an empty house for so many years?"

Zhang Mazi became more and more aggrieved as he listened, "Then they can't do it in front of my parents..."

"If you have an grievance, go to the Yamen to file a complaint. Why bother involving yourself?" Aunt Zhang cursed and helped Zhang Mazi up.

Zhang Mazi still looked resentful, but he also knew the truth, "I should go to the battlefield in half a month, and this matter must be resolved as soon as possible."

Aunt Zhang sighed when she heard this.

Lin Qingchen, who was standing nearby, turned cold when he heard the word "yamen". He also planned to take the scientific examination, and he must not go to the "yamen" and be stained.

He had to make plans for this.

The room was packed to the brim, and this haunted house was so lively for the first time, but everyone didn't even express an emotion and just watched silently.

Zhang Mazi was not someone to be trifled with. Seeing that Lin Qingchen was not killed, but only lame, there was no need to open his mouth and cause trouble.

"Who is the injured?"

At this time, a vicissitudes of life hurried in. It was Uncle Zhao, a doctor from the neighboring village.

Carrying the wooden box passed down from his family, he squeezed through the crowd to the front, sweating profusely. When he saw Lin Qingchen and Zhang Mazi, he hurriedly opened the wooden box.

Inside were some silver needles and some scalpels for scraping bones. He didn't expect to have such things at this time, which made Zhao Yang greedy.

But after thinking about it, she endured it again. She didn't have medical skills, so she couldn't act rashly. She had to find opportunities for her future plans.

Uncle Zhao checked Lin Qingchen, and then silently checked Zhang Mazi. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed after the inspection, and he sighed.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Zhang Mazi coughed, feeling pain in his lungs, "To be honest, what are you doing?"

"Then let me talk about you first. Your internal injuries are serious and your lungs are broken. I'm afraid you only have half a year to live."

"And you." Uncle Zhao paused and continued, "Your leg is also broken, and there is no possibility of recovery in this life."

Uncle Zhao is a well-known doctor within ten miles, but he has come to the conclusion that there is no cure for the disease.

Lin Qingchen's reaction was indifferent, and he looked particularly calm. Outsiders seemed to think that he was extremely desperate.Only he knew that the leg would be fine. Zhao Yangke was still there. In her previous life, she was the heir to the ancient medicine that presidents from all over the world rushed to seek medical advice from.

Zhang Mazi, who was on the ground next to him, opened his eyes wide when he heard this, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, "I didn't die on the battlefield, but I have to die in this small square place. It's so frustrating, so frustrating!"

He punched the ground hard, and suddenly he was so angry that he fainted.

Uncle Zhao quickly began to rescue.

At this time, Zhao Yang saw the opportunity coming, jumped out, touched Lin Qingchen's leg with trembling hands, and burst into tears, "Ms. sir, how could you be so miserable? What evil has our family done?"