Doctor Zhao came to live in Zhuyuan Village a year ago. Because he is a doctor, he is quite respected by the villagers.

Every day when villagers ask for medical advice, they usually come to him. Doctor Zhao is also quite familiar with some of the people in the village. Naturally, he has heard a lot about Tian Changsheng from the villagers.

When he came, Qingyu told the situation in a few words. He originally wanted to hide Tian Changsheng's condition, so that Shui Sanmei might allow him to recuperate at home because Tian Changsheng was still valuable.

As soon as he felt his pulse just now, he knew that this method might make Tian Changsheng die faster. Tian Changsheng's pulse condition was extremely poor. The most important thing now was to take care of his body in various ways so that he could recover from illness.

When Langzhong Zhao saw Shui Sanmei pointing at Tian Changsheng and cursing not far away, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The Tian family obviously would not spend money on Tian Changsheng.

"Of course he is blessed with great fortune. He only got where he is today by sucking the blessings from my children. Damn! I still want my mother to replenish his body with plenty of fish and meat, and have his mother's spring and autumn dreams."

"Mr. Zhao, I wonder how much money we need to raise this child Changsheng." The village chief looked at Shui Sanmei, who was jumping around and cursing, coldly, and then asked Mr. Zhao carefully.

"Big fish and meat are just a small amount of money. The most important thing is that he needs to replenish his energy and blood. Those medicinal materials are not cheap. They cost fifteen taels of silver at least."

"This actually costs fifteen taels of silver." Fifteen taels is not a small amount. No one can easily come up with this money, and the village chief is also a little embarrassed.

Shui Sanmei heard that Tian Changsheng had to spend fifteen taels of silver to recuperate from illness, and she became even more angry: "Not even his bones, flesh and bones are worth one tael of silver, and now he wants to spend fifteen taels of silver to recuperate from illness. This Damn it, I’m not afraid of being struck by lightning.”

"Which of you wants to drag this wasteful thing away? My family cannot afford to pay for this giant Buddha."

"You're from a rich family, you're talking lightly. Who can afford this much money? If they work so hard to take care of their immortals, and you continue to beg for nothing and shamelessly knock on the door to ask for someone, no one is a fool. , why should you treat your child like this?" Nian Cuihua caught this and sneered.

"That's right, it's not like you can't do this. The permanent household registration is still in your family, so it won't be up to you to do whatever you say."

"Mom Changsheng, Changsheng is such a good child. He has always worked hard and never complained. No matter how hard or tiring the work was, he never said a word of "no". He is even more considerate at home. He will not be left behind as long as he has time to wash and cook. Such a good child , you really can’t bear to watch him die.”

The elderly woman and grandma tried their best to persuade Shui Sanmei.

"How can you be such a cruel mother-in-law? If you are long-term and well after a long illness, your family will be able to have more strong laborers. It's not good to have someone to work. Just the two boys in your family are so lazy. Do you really think you can count on it? .”

"........."

The women and men who were watching, husbands and grandmothers, from the first words of earnest words to the last pointers, saw that Shui Sanmei was really in trouble, so they began to surround Tian Fugui to persuade her.

Tian Fugui is a very bachelor. He comes and goes with just one sentence: "Everyone in the village knows that he is a coward and can't be the master of women at all. There is no use asking him for this matter."

"cough……"

"cough……"

The villagers who were watching were interrupted by the sound of coughing and gathered around the mat.

"Chang Sheng, what do you think?" the village chief asked with concern.

Tian Changsheng opened his eyes with watery eyes, as if he would burst into tears in the next second. He raised his head and looked around, seeing everything in front of him.

He felt a little disappointed, this person was not here!

In his daze, his adoptive mother's curse seemed to be in his ears. He knew that his adoptive parents would not treat his injuries. His future was at an end. At best, he would die now or delay his death for a few days.

It would be great if I could see that person again before I die.

"Cough...cough..."

A feeling of dryness surged in his chest, and Tian Changsheng raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed violently.

The muddy fingertips were quickly soaked in blood.

"what!"

Seeing this, the timid one screamed and took two steps back. Soon, most of the crowd that had gathered in front of the mat dispersed.

Zhao Langzhong hurriedly took two steps forward, took Tian Changsheng's hand and took his pulse.

Doctor Zhao closed his eyes and carefully checked his pulse, then carefully looked at Tian Changsheng's face again, and his originally frowning brows relaxed.

Doctor Zhao's expression was clearly seen by Nian Cuihua and Liu Yu, who were standing outside the crowd and had been paying attention to them.

"How do you feel now?"

After seeing stars in Tian Changsheng's eyes for a while, his originally groggy head became clearer, and the depressed air that was blocked in his heart became much clearer.

He felt it carefully and thanked Dr. Zhao sincerely: "Please help me see the doctor. It's just that I'm penniless and I'm afraid I'll have to repay it in the next life."

"What are you waiting for in the next life? This is the time when you are young and strong. I am getting older, and life is very inconvenient. You can take good care of yourself in the future, and you can chop wood and carry water for me when you are free." Zhao Langzhong picked up some hair. White beard, open-minded smile.

Tian Changsheng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, but he couldn't bear to offend the old doctor's compassion, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Don't think that I can believe that this short-lived ghost can be saved by you singing in harmony. He is vomiting blood. I don't want this thing that will harm my father and mother anyway. Whoever cares about it will take it home."

Shui Sanmei wiped away the thin sweat from being tired from scolding, and said bitterly.

"How can you be such a cruel mother-in-law? Why didn't I see you driving people away like this when I was in good health? With you, I just want to be a coolie like a cow or a horse, and don't want my son to have a broken leg or an injury." Nian Cuihua took a step forward. , fight against injustice.

"I'm just cruel, but you are kind-hearted. Why don't you take them back to raise them? You have so many fat chickens and ducks, one a day. Keep them for this broom star to raise. There's no chance that they will be able to compete with your brother Yu." Let me be a live-in son-in-law!"

Shui Sanmei laughed wildly and winked at the onlookers: "You guys think so!"

"It's you, you big-headed ghost. You're just waiting for the big guy to take care of Changsheng. You want to go back to herd cattle and work horses, right? What good things are you thinking about?" Qi Chunhua was furious when she saw the villagers looking at Liu Yu teasingly.

He turned to the village chief and asked him to make the decision.

The village chief was impatient to mess with Sanmei Shui and said directly: "If you still want this son, take him home now. If he refuses to be cured, write a letter of incision and we will go there tomorrow. The yamen will stamp it, and the quality of Changsheng's child in the future will have nothing to do with your family."

"He has grown up eating my family's food, and he has not yet begun to repay our husband and wife for their hard work over the years. He wants to end it with us so easily. In his dream, even if he dies, he will have to pay back the food rations he has received over the years."

Shui Sanmei looked at the village chief's angry gaze. Although she was frightened, she still held her neck and shouted.

"If you ask me to write a letter of cutting, unless you give me two taels of silver, even if he has been repaying me and his father's kindness in raising him for so many years."

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