After crossing the border, I rely on craftsmanship to eat

As soon as the female doctor finished speaking, Liu Yue took two steps back in a panic, and murmured: "How could it be... Doctor Li clearly said that it would have no effect, doctor, did you read it wrong, please take a closer look, Will not……"

Liu Yue tugged on the female doctor's sleeve and begged, her voice became softer and softer, with crying and whimpering, which made it unbearable to refuse.

The female doctor was a little moved, "Ma'am, don't be sad and discouraged. This is just the worst situation. If you take good care of yourself, you will recover as before."

"Really?" Liu Yue was ecstatic, and hurriedly pulled Dong Guangcheng's arm to ask for confirmation. After her husband nodded, she broke into a smile and thanked the doctor all the time.

The two doctors looked at each other and smiled wryly.

After explaining the diagnosis results, the female doctor cupped her hands at Dong Chuanlin and said, "Brother Dong, if we have nothing else to do, let's take our leave first. Tomorrow the servant will bring the medicinal materials, decoct it in water twice a day. We will come back for a follow-up visit in three days. "

"Thank you, doctor, for your hard work." Dong Chuanlin nodded and said: "You two and the shopkeeper's kindness will be kept in mind, and I will definitely repay it in the future."

The female doctor waved her hand and said, "You and I are both members of Yi Cao Tang, so you don't need to be polite."

After seeing off the two doctors, Dong Chuanlin and Han Song heaved a sigh of relief.

It's past meal time, and everyone hasn't eaten yet.Dong Chuanlin thought for a while, and discussed with the people beside him: "Can you help with cooking? I will do the rest, you just need to cook."

After the doctor left, the father accompanied the emotional mother into the house to see the second sister.The sister-in-law and the eldest brother circled the little baby who kept screaming "Yi Ya", only he is the most suitable to carry the big banner of eating.

The world is the biggest meal, no matter how sad you are, you have to fill your stomach first.

"When did you talk to me so politely?" Han Song rolled up his sleeves, "Lead the way."

The house was in chaos, and Liu Yue didn't care about trivial matters at all. There were not many ingredients left in the stove, and they were scattered in the corners.

He moved out of the pickle jar, went to the chicken coop to touch two eggs, trotted in the dark to the vegetable field and picked up a lot of green vegetables, and only found these few things by scraping together.

Dong Chuanlin said helplessly: "Only these."

"Enough." Han Song looked at the only three dishes and said.In special times, there is no need to pay attention to so many details.

Han Song gave the green vegetables to Dong Chuanlin to wash, and took the bowl and chopsticks to pick up the sauerkraut in the pickle jar.

Dong Chuanlin went to the vegetable field and brought a basket of sweet potatoes. He picked some big ones, cleaned them and steamed them in a wok.He planned to stir-fry a sauerkraut and a bowl of green vegetables, and eat it with sweet potatoes.

He planned to make egg custard for the weak Dong Chuanfang and Yu Shi who worked hard to bring up the baby.

With his back to Dong Chuanlin, Han Song was cutting sauerkraut stalks neatly.Han Song didn't like to talk when he was working, and his dull temperament was exactly the opposite of Dong Chuanlin's.

But today Dong Chuanlin was unusually quiet.

He looked back several times. Dong Chuanlin kept his head down and carefully chose the dishes. His movements were slow and absent-minded, and he didn't notice his gaze.

When Han Song prepared the dishes, the green vegetables were not cleaned yet.He wiped his hands and stepped forward to help.

The sudden outstretched palm broke Dong Chuanlin's thoughts, he was surprised: "You're done?" He looked up, and said: "You go to cook first, I'll be ready right away."

Han Song didn't listen to him, and insisted on helping him choose vegetables.Dong Chuanlin had no choice but to speed up his work so as not to delay his work.

Just immersed in the tense atmosphere of work, Han Song said suddenly: "Do you have any clues about this matter?"

Dong Chuanlin understood that he was referring to Dong Chuanfang's case, he was silent for a moment and said, "I think I'll meet that young lady and get the evidence first."

According to the eldest brother, Tong Meng should have lost all ties with the young lady before marrying her second sister, and after having a daughter-in-law, she is still thinking about it. This young lady must have an extraordinary status in Tong Meng's heart.

Yuehe's national style is open, and the monarch is benevolent.Although he doesn't support Longyang Zhifeng positively, he never opposes it. There are not a few men who marry their husbands.

It's just that Tong Meng is too greedy, he doesn't have the courage to marry a young man in a brothel, and even tries to conceal his sexual orientation to cheat marriage!

It's also his fault that he didn't have a deep understanding of Tong Meng's character before they got married, otherwise the family wouldn't have to worry about it.

"Do you know where he is?" Han Song asked.

Daishan Town is neither big nor small.There are more than a dozen brothels in Yanliu Lane alone, not counting the ones scattered around the streets and alleys.

Dong Chuanlin nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother told me that he is from Chunfeng Pavilion."

Thinking of the two having an affair, Dong Chuanlin felt distressed when Dong Chuanfang found out that not only did she not have the slightest bit of guilt but did something wrong, and that she lost the child in her belly and became so haggard and weak.

He wished he could smash Chunfeng Pavilion to pieces!

"Chunfeng Pavilion is not someone to mess with." Han Song said with emotion: "Whether you can meet people is still a problem."

The people in the brothel must have heard about what happened, and they will be more vigilant, and they will never let the protagonist come out to wander around.

"Pretend to be a guest and sneak in. I want him to accompany the guest, but the old bustard can still stop me."

"How can this work?" Han Song said anxiously: "The water inside is very deep, be careful that you will not be able to get out if you are submerged in it!"

Dong Chuanlin selectively skipped the first half of the sentence, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know the depth of the water inside? Have you been there?"

Chunfeng Pavilion is the most ostentatious brothel in the town. I heard that the young men and girls raised in it are all bright and charming. It is no wonder that Tong Meng is fascinated by all kinds of meat and vegetables.

The tone of the last three words was a little casual and indifferent, but Dong Chuanlin's burning eyes betrayed his true thoughts.

Han Song turned cold, "Why do I go there when I have nothing to do, there is nothing wrong with me."

"Who knows you're okay..." Dong Chuanlin murmured, pouting.

Breaking through the dull atmosphere, seeing Dong Chuanlin showing other expressions besides his dark face, he felt relieved.Leave the remaining green vegetables to Dong Chuanlin to choose to wash, while he goes to cook.

It was late at night, and Dong Chuanlin didn't dare to delay any longer, so he hurriedly finished the work at hand and helped put firewood on the fire.

After the pickled cabbage is added to the hot oil and stir-fried, it emits an attractive aroma, which permeates the whole kitchen.

Dong Chuanlin stared at the flames in the stove and was brewing a speech. As soon as he had a thought, he was interrupted by Dong Chuanliang who hurried over after smelling the fragrance.

He shut his mouth in embarrassment and temporarily swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Han Song's craftsmanship is average, but everyone eats very deliciously.I didn't smell the food and didn't feel hungry yet. As soon as my nose was hooked by the scent, my stomach growled.

Dong Chuanlin was thinking of talking to Han Song in a spare time, but he forgot about it when he served a bowl for dinner.

After eating, Liu Yue asked the two to rest, and she and Dong Guangcheng cleaned up.

Dong Chuanlin was not polite to his parents, and dragged Han Song into the house.

Aunt Han is not at home, so it is not appropriate for Han Song to go home alone. Dong Chuanlin strongly urges Han Song to stay at Dong's house and share a room with him.

Han Song couldn't resist his insistence, so he half-pushed and half agreed.

Ever since he learned about Dong Chuanfang last night, his mood has been low and he has no good face.Before dawn this morning, Han Song went to knock on the door. As soon as he knocked, he went out with his bundle.

Seeing that his eyes were black and his face was pale, Han Song guessed that he hadn't slept all night.

It is not an easy job to solve this matter well, how can I survive without a good sleep.

Han Song was worried about him, thinking that he could take care of him when he slept in the same room, and he would feel at ease.When Dong Chuanlin mentioned that the two of them slept in the same room, he didn't object much.

Dong Chuanlin went to wash up first, and urged Han Song to go after washing up, while lying on the bed by himself.He didn't sleep, he stared at the beam with round eyes, frowned and pursed his lips, thinking about something.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, he stood up and looked straight at Han Song who entered the door.

Han Song: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I have something to tell you." Dong Chuanlin patted the bed board, "Come here and sit down."

Han Song frowned.

"You can accompany me to Qingfeng Pavilion tomorrow."

Dong Chuanlin paused and said: "I think about it carefully, you are right. The water inside is too deep, I can't handle it by myself, it's better to accompany me to safety."

He glanced at Han Song, "And you are more familiar than me, and you must be better than the vegetable chicken I went to for the first time."

The author has something to say:

Han Song: Rumors stop at wise men!

Dong Chuanlin: When I fell into the quagmire of love, there was no such thing as IQ.

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