The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

Who the hell are you!

Meng Wantang almost had a heart attack from this man's fright.

"...your second sister-in-law."

After hearing the next few words, Meng Wantang walked over and pulled off the flashlight and asked, "Second sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly."

"Don't mention it, that's it. It hurts like hell every time. No, I heard from your second brother that your Lu Er took Goudan to the hospital and wanted to come over and see if you could help. .”

Meng Wantang was very moved, but there was no need.

"You're already like this, why don't you just stay at home?"

Miao Yinhua handed the two pieces of ginger to Meng Wantang: "We rural people don't pay attention to this. We are still lying at home. As long as you don't faint from pain, you can still earn work points tomorrow."

"..."

Not to mention this era, it was the 80s and 90s. My parents were both fighters.

"I was so busy that the little one fell asleep. You should go back quickly. If you stand like this for a while, I'm worried about you passing out." Dysmenorrhea is no joke. Some people really go into shock from the pain.

Miao Yinhua is also a ruthless person.

His face was as white as paper, but he still dared to go out.

"I'm fine..."

Before Miao Yinhua could finish her words, Meng Wantang pinched her wrist. Meng Wantang wanted to pull her hand back, but Meng Wantang said sternly: "Don't move."

Looking at that serious pretty face, Miao Yinhua felt that she was a bit enigmatic and majestic for some reason.

"What's the color of menstruation?" Meng Wantang suddenly asked.

Miao Yinhua blushed: "Why do you ask?"

"Are there any blood clots?" Meng Wantang spoke again, looking down at her and asking coolly.

"No... no."

"Did you sleep well tonight?"

"good."

"a couple of hours."

Miao Yinhua forced a smile and said, "Five hours of sleep a day is enough for people our age."

"Sister-in-law, you are over 30, and I am only in my early twenties. We are only ten years apart." Meng Wantang said coolly, "Also, do you always wear cold water clothes?"

"Who still uses hot water to wash clothes? Isn't that a waste of firewood?" After Miao Yinhua finished speaking, she looked into Meng Wantang's penetrating eyes and lowered her head in fear.

"Generally, dysmenorrhea is a problem that goes away after giving birth. But some people, like you, still have pain. If you are struggling with it, you can just suffer from it in the future."

Miao Yinhua: "..."

"The reason why you are in so much pain is mainly because your body is too weak. Cold stasis and dysmenorrhea, avoid touching cold water, keep warm, and have a good rest. Don't eat pickles every day if you have nothing to do. Even if it is boiled vegetables, you should eat more. Click. I will prescribe a prescription for you tomorrow. You can take the medicine yourself. Three or four doses of the decoction will relieve the pain. Go back quickly. You will be of great help to me if you have a good rest."

Meng Wantang saw Miao Yinhua stunned and was about to close the door and go in, when she heard Miao Yinhua laughing.

"Damn it, you're pretty good at bluffing people. Just now I thought you were going to see a doctor."

Meng·Wantang, a young genius from a family of traditional Chinese medicine: "..."

She just knows how to treat patients.

"I can do it myself, don't you know?" Meng Wantang pushed Miao Yinhua and asked her to go home quickly, her tone was quite impatient, "Why am I telling you this? If you hadn't seen you in pain You act like a brat, I don't care about you anymore. Go away quickly, don't get in the way here."

Meng Wantang pushed the person outside, turned around and returned to the yard, not forgetting to close the door.

It took Miao Yinhua a while to come back to her senses.

"This person is really sick! With the two brushes she just used, she is not a Mongolian doctor. If the reputation of this doctor spreads, people from all over the country will come to see her for medical treatment. Is she still worried? Have you eaten or drank?”

Miao Yinhua was quite puzzled as to why this man lived like this.

Meng Wantang returned to the house. Gou Sheng had already finished taking a bath and was about to wear his old clothes.

"Wait a minute." Meng Wantang entered the room and scared the child. "You have to wear new clothes after taking a bath. I will find them for you."

She opened the closet before and there were a lot of clothes in it.

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was all the original owner's own clothes and there were none of the children's clothes.

A mother like this is really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

"You go on the kang first and sit and wait."

Meng Wantang found a piece of cloth from underneath. This piece of cloth was new. The original owner planned to use it to make clothes, but he hadn't had time to make it yet.

She propped up the sewing machine, threaded it, placed the cloth on the kang, and made some gestures, planning to make cropped pants and short-sleeved tops for the two eldest children.

There is a trick to making clothes.

She learned from the old tailor next to the orphanage and specialized in making clothes for the children in the orphanage. When you do it now, you don't even need to draw a line. You just need to make a simple mark and start cutting.

Meng Wantang quickly made a set of clothes for Gou Sheng.

"Put it on first."

Gou Sheng held his new clothes in disbelief and watched Meng Wantang go out to cook before secretly wiping away his tears.

Today’s mother is different from every day’s mother.

She would feed her father the pig's trotters she secretly hid, make delicious fish soup and tofu, jump into the river without hesitation to save her brother, take good care of the little fat kid, and make clothes for herself.

He likes his current mother.

"Mother."

As soon as Meng Wantang put the lid on the pot, Gou Sheng came out of the house wearing new clothes.

The child is very white and very good-looking. He is wearing a navy blue suit. He is not like the children in the village and looks very cute.

"What's the matter?"

No one would refuse to be close to a beautiful child.

Meng Wantang turned her head and asked him with a smile.

Gou Sheng hesitated for a long time, then suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Meng Wantang's hand, and imploredly said: "Mom, can you stay like this forever? I like you now!"

Meng Wantang's smile froze.

Is her acting so bad?

Although I planned to change it step by step, why did this kid see through it in less than a day?

"Mom is my mother, where can I go? In the past, my mother was resentful and sorry for you. Now my mother has figured it out and plans to change her mind. I wonder if you are willing to forgive your mother?"

Meng Wantang looked a little nervous for some reason when she saw the little guy's eyes that looked exactly like Lu Qingye's.

Gou Sheng frowned and didn't quite understand, but he understood that his mother seemed to be like this forever.

"Recognizing your mistakes can make a lot of improvements. Mom, just keep doing this. I don't blame you!"

Children are so naive.

How kind.

Meng Wantang's nose felt sore, and she almost didn't lose her composure. She pretended to be relaxed and said: "You know how much you can improve by knowing your mistakes. Who did you learn this from?"

"I learned it from the old men who lived in the cowshed before." Gou Sheng glanced at Meng Wantang secretly, and plucked up the courage to say, "You didn't let us stay at home before, so we secretly went to the cowshed to find those old men."

Bullpen, old man, top bull!

Meng Wantang was stunned for a moment, thinking that this kid Lu Gouchen had a future.

Gou Sheng said warily: "I told you, which means I believe you. You... you can't report them!"