“Of course it’s these days, you don’t know how hard I’ve been working to see the zippo every day.”
Song Wangyue’s small complacency was tinged with an unconcealed arrogance, “How about it, I’m both smart and diligent, right?”
The corners of Doctor Yao’s mouth curled up so high that he couldn’t even squeeze it down, but he stroked his beard in a serious manner and said in a light tone, “Quite diligent, wait, I’ll get the silver needles and start teaching you acupuncture from today.”
The words fell, got up, and the moment he walked towards the house, the smile on his face could no longer be concealed.
When he first learned acupuncture, he had memorized the human body acupuncture point chart for half a month, and even then his own father praised him for being clever, much better than his brother, who had a wooden head, and would definitely be able to carry forward the Yao family’s medical art in the future.
When he thought of this, a question suddenly occurred to Dr. Yao: If he took Song Wan Yue as his disciple and her medical skills became famous in the future, would his own name also be remembered by others? After all, when people mentioned Song Wan Yue, they would say that she was the disciple of whoever.
After taking the needle case out of the house, Doctor Yao sat back in his chair and unhurriedly opened the pillowcase, pretending to ask carelessly, “Miss Song, you are so gifted and intelligent, have you ever thought of finding a master to learn the art of medicine seriously?”
After saying this, he secretly held his breath to listen to her answer.
“No, having your professor and these medical books in the house is enough.”
Dr. Yao closed the needle set he had just opened in a hurry, “I, I …… you, you ……”
Song Wangyue looked at him in confusion.
The words that Dr. Yao wanted to ask her to worship herself as a teacher could not be said, after all, she and the young master were betrothed, and it was inappropriate to say with the status, but if she had proposed it herself there would be no problem.
But if she had asked herself, there would have been no problem, but Song Wangyue hadn’t understood what he meant.
“It’s nothing.”
Deflated, Dr. Yao reopened the pillowcase.
“You go and call one of the boys in and we’ll ……”
The words were not finished when a glance caught sight of Xiao Si in the courtyard and beckoned towards him.
Xiao Si walked in.
Dr. Yao pointed to the stool in front of him, “Sit down.”
Xiao Si was unsure and obediently came over and sat down.
“Give me your hand.”
Junior put his right hand on the table.
Doctor Yao pushed his sleeve up, grabbed his hand with one hand, and took the silver needle with the other, “The art of acupuncture is about recognising acupuncture points accurately, and doing it gently ……”
Only then did Xiao Si realise that he was about to have needles stuck in him and his voice changed in fear, “Yao, Yao, Yao, Yao, Yao ……”
“Don’t say anything, or I won’t be able to drop the needles correctly.”
Xiao Si was so scared that his whole body tensed up and his eyes stared unblinkingly at the silver needle in Dr. Yao’s hand, and let out a harsh scream just as the tip of the needle touched his skin, “Ah ……”
The silver needle was deflected and blood flowed out along the tip of the needle.
Dr. Yao, ……
“What’s wrong?”
Gu Yi, who was originally sitting on a chair outside, heard the miserable cry and bounced up from his chair, quickly coming into the room.
“Young, young master.”
Xiao Si turned back with a crying voice, “I’m going to be stabbed to death by Doctor Yao.”
The corners of Dr. Yao’s mouth twitched in anger as he pulled the silver needle out in a flash, “What’s the point of dying? This is just a little bit of blood, it’s far from death!”
“Young master ……”
Xiao Si begged for help, he was most afraid of needles, he had been since he was a child, the young master knew that.
Gu Yi blinked, his gaze fell on the silver needles with blood on Doctor Yao, “That, Little Four, ah, what do you want to eat, I’ll have the kitchen go make it for you.”
Xiao Si,……
struggled to speak, Daifu Yao had already pushed his hand away in disgust, “Go go go, get as far away as you can.”
Xiao Si had never felt so good about these words and wept with joy, “Mouthful of words” “Thank you Daifu Yao for sparing me, don’t worry, in the future if there is any fresh food on the young master’s side again, I will definitely steal it for you.”
Dr. Yao, ……
I want to stick a silver needle in his head.
……
At the county fair.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Song San Xiao moved neatly to put away all the dishes on the table, wash them and put them aside for use.
As he wiped his hands on his apron, he walked over to Liu Cui Lan, “Second sister-in-law, it’s time for me to deliver the spicy hotpot to the dart board.”
Liu Cui Lan didn’t doubt it, and quickly made it and had Song Shu carry it to the cattle carriage that had been set up. Song San Xiao happily drove the cart to the entrance of the dartboard and stopped.
The man on guard at the gate immediately smelled the spicy hotpot and his eyes lit up, striding forward and bending down to carry the basin, “Give it to me, I ……”
Song San Xiao blocked his hand.
The man on guard looked up in surprise.
Song Sanxiao hastily withdrew his hand and piled on a smile, “My second sister-in-law has instructed that I must be allowed to hand it over to Miss Qi.”
“No need, just give her the word when I move in.”
After saying this, the man leaned down again.
Song San Xiao had come here just to see Qi Ying, he hadn’t seen anyone for two days and was thinking about it.
Once again stopped, “I really can’t, my second sister-in-law that person’s temper you don’t understand, if I go back and say I haven’t seen Miss Qi, she must chase me all over the market with a bench, you’d better let her come out in person, a few steps, it’s troublesome.”
He was so polite that the man on duty couldn’t force himself to move it, so he said, “Wait,” and ran in to shout at someone, but he came back a moment later and stood at the door without coming over, looking reluctantly at the spicy hotpot on the cattle car, “Sister said she had already eaten. Take it back and don’t send it here again.”
“Why?”
Song San Xiao asked out of the blue.
The man on guard waved his hand, “I don’t know, you’d better leave and don’t come in the future.”
Song Sanxiao wanly drove the bullock cart back to the market, bolted the bullock and breathlessly carried the basin down and put it on the table.
Liu Cui Lan saw that something was wrong and came over to open the top cover to take a look, the spicy hotpot was still well inside.
“What’s going on, why did you take it back again.”
Song San Xiao sat on the stool, “How do I know? It was obviously fine the day before yesterday, but today they don’t want it, and they even said for us to never send it again.”
……
After learning acupuncture for more than half a day, Song Wangyue mastered the essentials, and seeing that it was almost daylight, she took the carriage back home.
The people on the foundation were still working, all with great energy, and the Song family did not manage to feed them at noon, saying that they would each pay an extra five wen a day.
Even if they were working in the county, the most stingy people would have prepared two doughnuts, but when they heard that they would be paid five more, they were all happy and worked harder than ever.
“Yue’er is back.”
Liu Cui Lan came out of the courtyard with a pot of water to give to the people who were working.
As soon as the words left her mouth, she saw a bullock cart coming in the distance, and the man driving it looked like her brother. Surprised, she greeted him and saw that there were people sitting in the cart.
“Mother, big brother, what brings you here? What’s happened to the family?”
