Reborn and married to a stupid scholar, she has a prosperous husband and multiple children

Qin Yihan picked up a piece of fried chicken with chopsticks, ate it in small bites, and dipped the handkerchief into the corner of her mouth from time to time. Her pretentious look really made people sick.

Li Qingwan asked expectantly: "Is it delicious?"

Qin Yihan nodded: "It's delicious, but it's too greasy. I can't get used to it."

As she spoke, she deliberately made a retching motion, which made Lin Shuangshuang want to hit someone.

"It's not greasy. Anyway, I like to eat it."

"I'll go get my cousin a cup of tea." Li Qingwan was busy serving her like a little maid.

Qin Yihan, however, enjoyed her care with peace of mind, as if she was used to it.

However, Li Bingwen frowned slightly, as if he couldn't stand Qin Yihan calling his sister like this.

But he didn't dare to say anything more. He cried as soon as he said it and had to coax her for a long time. He was really afraid of her.

Forget it, ignore them, they are all our little sisters anyway, as long as they are not seen by outsiders.

"Cousin, try it. Miss Lin's craftsmanship is really good."

Qin Fenglin shook his head, and then said with a solemn expression: "I won't taste it, please come out."

Lin Shuangshuang stared at the two people who were going out, and vaguely heard the words that her mother was in poor health and her condition was getting worse.

Lin Shuangshuang's heart skipped a beat, was he ready to take action?

Lin Shuangshuang glanced again at Li Qingwan, who was squeezing Qin Yihan's shoulders and pouring tea.

Alas, these brothers and sisters are too innocent.

The reason why Li Qingwan pleases Qin Yihan like this is probably because she has been brainwashed by Qin Yihan since she was a child. She has become accustomed to letting her cousin do everything and trying to please her cousin everywhere.

Perhaps helping the Li brothers and sisters is the best time to find a backer.

After all, the county magistrate is the biggest in Qingshui Town. If you have a good relationship with the magistrate's family, it will be convenient for you to do anything in the future.

Isn’t there a saying that it’s easier to make money than it is to keep it?

As a peasant woman with a stupid husband and two and a half-year-old children, can she keep the big money she made?

After making up her mind, Lin Shuangshuang walked up to the two of them and said, "Master Li heard that Mrs. Li is sick, why don't you let me go and have a look?"

Li Bingwen's eyes lit up: "Yes, Miss Lin is very skilled in medicine, why didn't I think of that?"

"Miss Lin, please come quickly."

Qin Fenglin followed the two of them without saying a word, but kept his eyes on Lin Shuangshuang.

A beautiful peasant woman married a fool and got entangled with the county magistrate's son...

Ha, interesting!

But everything Li Bingwen owns now will belong to him in the future, including...his woman!

Lin Shuangshuang followed Li Bingwen into Mrs. Li's room. As soon as she approached, she heard a woman coughing.

The woman on the bed looked to be in her mid-thirties, thin and pale. Although she was sick, she was clean and tidy, without the sour smell of a patient who had been in bed for a long time.

Is the charm still there?

Sick beauty?

This was Lin Shuangshuang's first impression when she saw Du Jiaoniang. I even felt pity for her, let alone the infatuated county magistrate.

I'm afraid I feel so distressed that I wish I could get sick on her behalf, right?

"Mom, why is your condition getting worse again?"

Li Bingwen sat by the bed and held Du Jiaoniang's hand, with a distressed look on his face.

"Ahem...it's okay."

"Who is this girl?"

"Ms. Lin has excellent medical skills. My son asked her to diagnose his mother."

Du Jiaoniang glanced at Lin Shuangshuang, without any dodge or guilt in her eyes, and her voice was still gentle and soft: "Then there is Miss Laulin."

"Don't dare."

Lin Shuangshuang stretched out his hand to take her pulse. The disordered pulse, loss of Qi and blood, and damage to liver yin were symptoms of cancer.

Isn't she just pretending?

Lin Shuangshuang was not sure, so he used his other hand to check her pulse, and concluded that she was still seriously ill.

If modern medical conditions were followed, he might be able to live for another three to five years.

But here she can only wait for death, with probably more than a year left.

Li Bingwen looked at Lin Shuangshuang's solemn expression and asked worriedly: "Miss Lin, what is my mother's disease?"

"It's nothing serious. I'll prescribe some medicine to Mrs. Li first. I'll come back for a follow-up consultation in seven days."

"Then there's Miss Laurin."

Lin Shuangshuang told the truth when the two came out of the room: "Mrs. Li is indeed very ill, and I cannot cure her with my medical skills."

"I just said that because I didn't want the patient to know."

In order to comfort Li Bingwen, Lin Shuangshuang added: "But there are many wonders in the world. There may be miracles. Everything is possible."

Li Bingwen smiled bitterly: "Miss Lin, there is no need to comfort me."

"I have known for a long time that my mother has an incurable disease."

"We have long accepted the reality."

"My mother said that she will spend less and less time with dad in the future. Her wish is to spend a few more birthdays with dad."

"That's why I always throw a grand party for my parents' birthdays."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

"I'll send someone to take the girl home."

The birthday banquet the next day was a success, and everyone who attended the banquet praised the table full of delicious food and wine.

Li Bingwen is also very enthusiastic about introducing pork delicacies such as braised pork, twice-cooked pork and sweet and sour pork ribs.

At first, everyone frowned when they heard that the pigs were made from pork. Li Bingwen immediately said that these pigs were fed with grains and wild fruits. The meat was delicious, tender and delicious, not fishy or smelly.

As he spoke, he took a few bites in front of everyone, and the guests also took a symbolic bite in order to show Mr. Li's face.

As a result, I fell in love with it as soon as I tasted it. I couldn't stop eating meat. It turned out that pork was so fragrant.

During the dinner, some dignitaries wanted to know if the chef of the Li family would take any private work.

Some big restaurants have even considered poaching.

Li Bingwen introduced Lin Shuangshuang to everyone without hesitation and enthusiastically solicited business for her.

Any wedding or funeral that needs a banquet can come to her, but if you want to ask Miss Lin to cook, the pay is not low, you can bring your own ingredients, and the banquet is fifty taels per meal.

He knew that the people who came to the birthday banquet were all rich or noble people. The most important thing was money, but the most important thing was face.

Fifty taels was not worth mentioning to the local wealthy businessmen, but it could help Lin Shuangshuang.

A banquet can take up to two days to earn fifty taels of silver. Isn't it faster than her earning money by selling bowls of haggis?

On the spot, several housekeepers from wealthy businessmen approached Lin Shuangshuang to make an appointment, and each of them gave a deposit of two taels of silver.

Lin Shuangshuang knew that Li Bingwen was kindly helping her, and whispered: "I will remember Mr. Li's kindness."

"I'll give you a big gift tomorrow."

"What kind of gift?" Li Bingwen was curious.

"Listen to the book. I made up the storybook myself and reserved the place for you brothers and sisters to speak."

Li Bingwen suddenly became interested: "I didn't expect Miss Lin to have the ability to write storybooks?"

Although it wasn't a big gift, it was more thoughtful and he actually had a little expectation.

I wonder what kind of story she will let him hear tomorrow?