The boss is dressed as cannon fodder

"Master, you are really willing to spend money. The medicine given to Jiang Da'o is for the imperial use in the palace. It costs more than a thousand taels of silver. I think it will take less than three months, at most two months for Jiang Da'o to stand up."

"Don't talk nonsense." The old imperial doctor knocked on the head of the stupid apprentice, "Jiang Da'o is worth it."

"I also think the rumors are not credible. Everyone says that of the two sons of the Jiang family, Jiang Da'o is useless, and the hope of the whole family lies in Jiang Er'o who can read..." Daniu muttered, "I think Jiang Da'o is very good, but Jiang Er'o is said to be a scholar. You just watch the unfair division of the family and say nothing?"

He took all the benefits and left the bad reputation to his mother. He is obviously a hypocrite.

The old imperial doctor snorted. Daniu is just stupid in appearance. With this insight, he doesn't have to worry too much in the future.

In the past, he didn't accept apprentices, and many of them were lost in the palace fight. After that, the old imperial doctor understood that it is not enough to have medical talent, but you must distinguish right from wrong.

***

"My husband, it doesn't matter if you can't do heavy work, we still have money..." Shunniang comforted Jianghe. Although she was satisfied with the result, she was still afraid that her husband would be upset, after all, he used to be such a capable person.

"I'm fine, but Shunniang will be the pillar of our family in the future." Jianghe smiled, and sure enough, he saw Shunniang straighten her back, and the light in her eyes became brighter.

Compared to making a lot of money to hire maids and old women to serve Shunniang and let her be a noble lady, this woman who has been suppressed for many years and is cowardly in her bones needs to do something to prove herself. Jianghe thinks that the results of her transformation are okay.

She is much more confident now.

The results of the transformation of the two little girls are even more gratifying. They are more and more spoiled every day, which makes his old father's heart tremble. He deeply understands why there are so many daughter-control.

Some villagers with sufficient labor force in their families finished spring plowing ahead of time, slept and drank enough, and were more concerned about gossip. The diagnosis of the old imperial doctor naturally spread.

If there is no delay, it can actually be cured? If it is cured now, can't do heavy work in the future? Walking is fine, but running fast is impossible? !

Jiang He didn't care, not everyone wanted to be Bolt. The villagers felt sorry for him. The old imperial doctor said that Jiang Dao would be able to walk normally in the future, but for a countryman, what's the difference between being unable to do heavy work and being a cripple.

The moral emperors once again stopped their efforts. So what if they were angry with their own mother? If they were the ones who were crippled, they might be even more excessive.

There were more people who secretly laughed at Old Chen, saying that the mother was too cruel. If Jiang Dao had just broken his leg, then he would have asked the old doctor to come over. His leg would definitely be cured. Now there would be no need to divide the family, and the money Jiang Dao earned would definitely belong to the public. He was too short-sighted.

***

The spring plowing was completely over, Shun Niang didn't feel very tired, and Jiang He still kept her at home for two days to rest. He and his two daughters cooked all the meals.

Jiang He's favorite thing to do every day now is to let his two daughters push him out to stroll in the mountains.

In his previous life, he lived in a dirty alley in a big city of reinforced concrete. How could he see this pristine beauty?

A peasant woman, a mountain spring, and a little field.

It's not bad to be a farmer in this life.

Jiang He sat in a wheelchair and watered the vegetables with a long spoon. It was inconvenient, but every vegetable was watered. The two girls laughed and looked for insects to feed the chickens.

Shun Niang shook her head, "Let me do it."

Jiang He didn't argue with her. The long spoon can be used for watering, but it's very tiring.

"It's growing well. We can eat it next month." Shun Niang's eyes were full of joy. When the family was divided, they didn't have a share of the vegetable field. They had been eating pickles and wild vegetables. Now the wild vegetables are old, and Shun Niang is considering exchanging eggs for some green vegetables with the villagers. How can green vegetables compare to eggs? Shun Niang felt very painful. Fortunately, their green vegetables can be picked soon.

"My dear, I will go to the city to take some embroidery work tomorrow morning." Shunniang turned her head and said to the big girl, "Big girl, you have to learn some needlework, don't run around in the mountains." Jianghe was too indulgent to his daughters. Now the two daughters are wandering around in the mountains and are almost wild girls.

The big girl didn't like needlework very much, but she nodded. Daddy couldn't do heavy work in the future, and she had to find a way to support the family.

"Can the big girl make a purse?" Jianghe looked at the big girl expectantly, "Dad wants a purse made by a big girl herself."

The big girl immediately felt that needlework was not so boring, and nodded wildly, "Big girl can do it." If you can't do it, just learn from your mother.

Jianghe smiled and narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, children should be encouraged more.

"Erniu also wants to do needlework." Erniu jumped up, her little baby voice was a little anxious, she also wanted to make a purse for her father by herself.

Oh, here comes someone who has fallen into the trap. Jiang He touched her head, "Okay, our Erniu will also do needlework."

Erniu rubbed her father's hand and said happily, "Erniu will also make purses for Dad."

Shun Niang held back her laughter, "Erniu, remember what you said, don't give up halfway."

***

Shun Niang, who came back from the city, bought a lot of meat and bones. She was very scheming to put the meat at the bottom, and all the bones on top.

In fact, she originally wanted to be frugal, but her husband refused to eat meat alone, saying that his wife and daughter eat vegetables, and he would eat meat alone like poison and it was hard to swallow.

There was really nothing she could do about him.

Shun Niang's eyes were full of smiles. Fortunately, bones were cheap, and stewed together for everyone to eat was also very nutritious.

"Oh, these are mostly bones." A middle-aged woman opened the basket in Shun Niang's hand when no one was paying attention.

Shun Niang frowned and covered the basket with lotus leaves. The mule cart of the village head was always filled with overly curious villagers, but it was rare to find someone as annoying as this woman.

"Gousheng's mother, why did you lift someone's basket?"

"I just wanted to see if Shunniang bought meat for her husband." The middle-aged woman said confidently, "You see, she doesn't care about Jiang Da'o, so she just bought some bones to fool him."

"What they eat is none of your business!" The people on the mule really couldn't stand it, "Besides, Jiang Da'o can't do heavy work in the future, they have to be frugal." How much silver could Manager Li give? The old imperial physician charged a lot.

Gousheng's mother thought she was a moral emperor, and she was not happy, "Shunniang, don't stop buying meat for your husband just because you dislike him. He needs to eat more good food now... Even if he can't do heavy work, you can't just let him gnaw on bones..."

"These bones are what the old imperial physician asked for, like to like." The villagers only knew that big fat meat was good, and didn't know the benefits of bones. Shunniang also knew the deliciousness of bone soup after tasting it. Of course, she wouldn't tell the villagers, and it would be useless to tell them. Who would be willing to burn so much firewood and spend so much effort to stew bones?

Gousheng's mother was annoyed by the talk. She got off the mule cart and thought for a while before walking towards Jiang's house.

***

Women in ancient times were really capable. Jiang He looked at the embroidery frame in Shunniang's hand with admiration. In just a short time, a peach blossom was embroidered.

The two girls also obediently surrounded their mother and picked up the needle and thread. They didn't know how to embroider, but only mend.

"Ouch."

Jiang He turned his head and pushed the wheelchair over quickly, "Did Erniu prick your hand? Daddy will help you~~"

"It's like this when you just learn needlework."

"Why don't you give up?" Jiang He felt distressed. At the latest, he could hire a maid next year. It didn't matter if his daughter didn't know needlework.

Shunniang firmly refused to agree. Embroidery is too advanced and not everyone can do it, but at least you have to learn to make clothes. When you get married, you have to make your husband's underwear yourself.

Jiang He was silent. This was an era where you couldn't buy underwear.

"Erniu, be careful. Just learn how to make clothes. We won't learn embroidery anymore." The old father had to comfort his little girl like this.

"Dad, Erniu doesn't hurt." Erniu smiled sweetly. She used to feel more hurt when her grandma beat her. "Erniu will make clothes for Dad in the future."

The eldest girl looked at the cloth in her sister's hand, the messy threads...

She sighed softly. She should work harder, otherwise Dad would never be able to wear the clothes made by his daughters.

The three mothers lowered their heads to do needlework, and Jiang He, who was bored, took a comb to comb the hair of the two girls. He had combed the hair of many girls in the orphanage in his previous life, so he had a lot of experience.

"It doesn't look good without the flowers on the head." He muttered and searched for the cloth scraps collected by Shunniang. There are a lot of cloth scraps in the embroidery workshop. You can get a lot of them for a few coins, and there are also some with very bright materials.

The bright pink cloth is the flower, the green is the leaf, and the tender yellow is the flower core. "Big girl, can you help Dad sew it? Forget it, lend Dad the needle and thread, I will sew it myself."

Big girl looked at it carefully and said in surprise: "Wow, what a beautiful flower."

"No, just so-so." Jiang He was very reserved, but the corners of his mouth curled up. Children in the orphanage have to learn handicrafts to make money since they were young. It's a pity that there are no shiny cheap pearl dyed glass or anything, otherwise this head flower would be more beautiful.

The mother and three girls are interested now and help make several head flowers.

Jiang He pinned the hair on his daughter's head, and the two girls looked like little fairies, very beautiful.

Big girl looked at the figure in the basin and was very happy, "Wow, Dad can also comb such a beautiful hairstyle."

"Although the bun is beautiful, it can't be combed every day." Especially the two daughters have less and yellow hair, and they don't look good with the bun on their heads.

"It's so beautiful. There are no new styles like this in the city." Nowadays, most jewelry is made of gold, silver, jade, and the cheaper ones are made of wood. If a country girl wants to look beautiful, she can wear a wild flower on her head, but the petals of wild flowers are easy to fall off and they will wilt in the sun. How can it be as beautiful as the one made by her husband.

"I designed the hairstyle based on the head flower, and this head flower is suitable for this hairstyle." Jiang He was very proud. He has the talent of Teacher Tony.

Shunniang calmed down: "Husband, is there any new style for this headdress?"

"Of course." Jiang He was very excited and asked the mother and three girls to help make a lot of head flowers: "Big girl and second girl, Dad has a lot of ideas. I promise to let you wear different head flowers every day."

So Jiang He, who lit up Teacher Tony's skills, made all the cloth scraps he could find at home into head flowers, and also found ways to comb different hairstyles for the two girls.

Shunniang touched her hair a little uncomfortably. She was so old, and her husband still gave her such a bright head flower.

"Mom, it's very beautiful!" The two girls said in unison, "Don't take it off."

"I'll make a few more." Jiang He picked up the needle and thread happily.

The two girls lay beside their father, so happy, "Dad's needlework is really good."

Jiang He proudly threaded the needle, "Awesome, Dad is a genius!"

The second girl, whose hand was pricked by the needle countless times, looked at her father in admiration, "Dad is so awesome."

In the rainbow farts of the two daughters, Jiang He felt that he was simply a generation of needle god!

Shun Niang has a toothache, I said, didn't you find something wrong?

"What's wrong?" Jiang He bit off the thread with his teeth and picked up the needle with a blank face, "Isn't this flower beautiful?"

"Very beautiful!" The two girls continued to rainbow fart.

Shun Niang sighed, "Nothing is wrong, but we have to close the door when we do needlework in the future."