Grandpa is not called Cuihua

Su Mo was able to enter the bamboo building for medical treatment, and he fell in love with it just by looking at it.All the items displayed in the building are either made of wood or made of bamboo, exuding a faint original fragrance. Closing your eyes is like being in a bamboo forest.

Seeing the obvious love on Su Mo's face, Shen Qinghe's favorability for him has increased a lot. It is rare to find someone with the same interests as himself in the countryside. He did not expect that the first one was actually a child.

"Little brother, look at this chair is also made of bamboo, the workmanship is really poor! You don't know, I saw a gold-painted and carved chair with my father in the town once, it was so beautiful..."

Lan Hua also followed, in the name of taking care of his younger brother, but in fact, it was mostly out of curiosity.

"..."

Looking at the girl on the side again, Shen Qinghe secretly sighed in his heart, they were both born of the same mother, why is there such a big difference?This one is just like a wild girl.He absolutely refused to admit it. Part of the reason why he thought so was that the bamboo chair he made was rejected!

"Sir, can we start?"

Su Mo gritted her teeth, stretching out her head with a knife, retracting her head was also a knife, piercing it early and late, it was even more tormenting with such an old heart.

Shen Qinghe nodded, and took out the needle bag from the bamboo box. On it was a row of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses. He took out a thinner one and held it between his fingers.

The silver needle was as thin as a cow's hair, and under the sun, it glowed with a little silver light. Su Mo couldn't help but swallowed, restraining her desire to escape.Fortunately, he was lying on the bamboo bed, otherwise his legs would be too weak to stand up.

Shen Qinghe spotted the Baihui acupoint, the silver needle flashed in his hand, and was about to pierce it, but found that the person on the bed was pale and sweating profusely.He frowned slightly, this is a little troublesome...

"Are the flowers in front of the bamboo building beautiful? Those are the seeds I brought from the capital."

Su Mo was a little surprised, didn't he want to have an injection, why did he start chatting all of a sudden?But seeing him put away the silver needle, I felt much better.

In addition, Shen Qinghe deliberately slowed down his tone, which made his tense nerves relax a lot.

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Shen Qinghe continued: "This flower also has a nice name, it's called Beauty under the Moon..."

"That flower is very beautiful, can I pick a few for my mother and second sister to take back?"

Lanhua was lying on the table, bored, and suddenly cheered up when she heard this.

"If you are not afraid of death, just pick it. Do you know why this flower is called the beauty under the moon? Every night, the fragrance it emits will become highly poisonous. Once people inhale it, their face will be covered with fat, their blood will surge, and they will die in the end. "

Before Lanhua took action, Shen Qinghe casually threw out such a sentence, which immediately made her tremble, and vowed to stay away from that terrible flower in the future.

What a beautiful woman under the moon, a dead man under the moon is almost the same...

Su Mo's reaction was not as exaggerated as Lanhua's. He was a little fascinated, thinking, this man is obviously a doctor, but why would he plant such a dangerous and harmful flower?Who the hell is he?And why live in seclusion here?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a slight stabbing pain in his head, and when he reacted, he realized that the needle had already been stuck.

Shen Qinghe's technique was extremely accurate, in just a few seconds, he inserted five in a row.

Lan Hua was dumbfounded watching from the sidelines, her only thought was - "Little brother is saved!"

After acupuncture and moxibustion, there was a medicinal bath. Su Mo looked at the bucket of smeared things, and jumped in without saying a word. The strange thing was that these medicinal liquids did not smell bad, only a faint medicinal fragrance remained.

"Sir, can you teach me how to read?"

Su Mo was drowsy leaning against the medicine bucket, it would take half an hour to soak, and she couldn't do anything, it was really boring.Seeing Shen Qinghe reading a book at the table, he suddenly thought about it.

"Why do you need to be literate?"

Shen Qinghe didn't agree immediately, and asked without looking at the head of the book.Farmers work all day long, not many are literate, and few have "surplus money" to go to private schools.That was too extravagant for them.Over time, those farmers became accustomed to illiteracy.

"Reading can gain knowledge."

Those who have Yan Ruyu and the Golden House in the book are not suitable as reasons. Su Mo's current identity is a seven-year-old boy from a peasant family, so he can only find the most obvious reasons.Furthermore, he is already literate, so he cannot always pretend to be illiterate.

Shen Qinghe put down the book and looked at him. It may be due to his long illness. This child is not as jumpy as ordinary children, but has a kind of indifference and calmness in his temperament. Now the desire for knowledge is hidden in these eyes. People can't bear to refuse.Such a smart and handsome child is like a piece of rough jade, as long as it is carefully polished, it will shine brilliantly.

Anyway, meeting this child here is also a fate between the two.

"Well, I can teach you to read and write until you recover from illness."

Thinking that that person has been looking for him, he might appear here at any time, and it would be bad to hurt the innocent.Although, he has lived here for several years, but there is always a contingency in everything.

"Thank you, sir."

Su Mo thanked him from the bottom of his heart, with a happy smile on his face.In his last life, he was born in the Shukuai e-book forum. He has been nurtured since he was a child, and it has long been a habit to be company with books. He hasn't touched books these days, and he always feels that something is missing.

Shen Qinghe went to the study and took a book similar to Shuowen Jiezi, and explained it briefly.

The books here are all in traditional Chinese characters. Even though Su Mo has a good foundation, he can only guess a few, so he studied very seriously.

Shen Qinghe found that this child was very perceptive, as long as he explained it a little, he could understand it, and if he taught it, he would pay more attention.

In this way, one taught happily, and the other studied seriously, and the time passed quickly.

Lanhua ran back after playing by the stream, and saw the younger brother sitting at the table with a "book" in his hand?She said excitedly: "Hey, are you done soaking? What are you doing?"

"Sir is teaching me how to read."

Su Mo looked at Lanhua's still wet hair, and knew that she was swimming again. Unlike herself, the second sister seldom got sick since she was a child, and she was always full of energy, just like a tomboy.

"That's great, if it wasn't for your poor health, your parents have always wanted to send you to a private school... Now you can save money for sending you to a private school..."

After all, this is what Lanhua is happiest about.It costs a lot of money to go to a private school!

Su Mo might not have understood it before, but now he can understand Lan Hua's thoughts very well. What does it mean that a penny stumps a hero?Life is so real.

After returning home, Lan Hua couldn't wait to tell everyone the good news, and the more she said it, the more excited she became-"When the little brother recovers from his illness, he can study and become a high-ranking official. Will the aunt and the others still dare to be proud?"

"You are dreaming of marrying a daughter-in-law. You only think about beautiful things. As long as your brother is free from illness and disaster, I don't ask for anything else."

Xiuniang is realistic, when she thought of sending her child to a private school, she just wanted to know a few more characters, how could it be so easy to get a reputation?The third grandfather in the village took the exam all his life, but in the end he was only a scholar.This farmer is still honest and good at his duties.

Su Mo was relieved when he heard this. He never thought about being an official in the imperial examination. No matter what era he was in, he had no intention of "going into politics", otherwise he wouldn't be just a university lecturer.

"Don't talk about that, I'll grind some flour to make pastries later, thank you sir anyway."

Xiuniang was full of thoughts, she couldn't afford to give away expensive things, and she didn't lack those, so why not make some cakes to express her heart.

"Ah, I like the cakes made by my mother the most!"

Lanhua cheered, and the greedy insect was hooked out.The cakes made by my mother are even more delicious than those made in the shop, but it is a pity that I have never eaten them since my younger brother got sick.

"This is for my husband to eat, and the rest of the wheat will be sold."

Xiu Niang was a little hesitant, this pastry is nothing more than snacks, those wheat can be eaten for half a month by replacing them with whole grains.

"I'm happy today, let's do more!"

Seeing his daughter-in-law hesitated, Su Gui chimed in, and couldn't bear to see the disappointed expressions of the children.

Originally, after seeing what happened last time, Su Mo didn't have any expectations for the so-called pastries, but when she saw the pastries brought out by Xiu Niang, she couldn't help salivating faster.

It's just that the most common square shape is not as fancy as those pastries he has seen. The emerald green steamed cake exudes a faint fragrance of lotus leaves, which can arouse people's appetite in hot weather.

One bite, fragrant and soft, sweet but not greasy, not inferior to his favorite matcha cake.

"The steamed cake made by my mother is really delicious. If I sell it, many people will like it."

Xiu Niang shook her head and explained—"To make emerald steamed cakes, you need to use newly harvested wheat and the freshest lotus leaves. After the season is over, the taste will be lost."

Just talking, Lan Hua had already eaten two pieces, and was about to take the third piece.Xiu Niang continued: "Besides, I can't get enough of this food, and it's not worth it if it's sold cheap..."

Su Mo nodded while biting the steamed pastry. Just now, she thought she had thought of a way to make money. Alas, how can it be so easy to make money?He can imagine it, and everyone naturally wants it too. If you want to start a small business or something, this way won't work.In addition, he didn't know anything about this dynasty at all, so he was completely in the dark.

"Little brother, if you are so slow, let me help you eat!"

Lan Hua finished her own share, and started to covet other people's plates. Parents and second sister didn't share much... Seeing that the younger brother had just finished the first piece, he smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Don't dare to bother Third Sister, I'll do it myself!" Su Mo quickly removed his share, joking that she didn't have enough to eat.

Just seeing her mournful expression, knowing that it was mostly faking, she still split it up.

"I knew my younger brother was the best!"

Lan Hua immediately beamed, she was satisfied with what she ate, and her happy expression seemed to have captured the whole world.

The family also laughed after being infected. As long as there are orchids, the family will be full of joy.As for those worries and sufferings, they were nothing in her smile.

There is still the delicious taste of steamed cake between the lips and teeth, that is the taste of happiness, Su Mo thinks with a smile, he is willing to wait for such a simple happiness at all costs.

The author has something to say: no harvest, no flowers, no complaints...

I have no confidence~~~~(>_<)~~~~