Director Dong of the field department has been in high spirits these days.

He felt that his waist was warm these days, and he felt energetic as if he had been injected with new vitality.

His change was of course the result of drinking traditional Chinese medicine for several days.

A few days ago, Zhang Min mysteriously came to see her cousin Zhang Xiaoyan with nine days' worth of medicine.

This medicine was originally a traditional Chinese medicine that Xu Lingjun prepared for Feng Liguo to nourish kidney qi.

There are ten packs in total, which is considered a course of treatment.

But I asked Feng Liguo to cook a pack that day.

Although it is far different from Suoyang Dan, the curative effect is still good.

So Zhang Min sent this medicine in order to "please" her cousin and cousin-in-law.

"Sister, I asked Lao Feng to try a pack of this medicine."

"I heard from him that although the efficacy is not as good as that of Suoyang Pill, it is still good."

"Let my brother-in-law try it. If it works well, I'll think of a way to do it."

Zhang Min doesn't care whether she is flattering or not.

Her eldest son was fifteen, and she wanted to see if she could ask her cousin-in-law to help him get to the field department during the Chinese New Year.

There is no future in rural areas, but there is no good field.

If only I could be a clerk like Li Dongxu, the boy from the Li family.

If it really doesn’t work, it’s okay to be a logistics worker!

"This relationship is great. I'll let your brother-in-law try it out tonight."

"If it's good, find a way for him to get those two herbs."

"When the time comes, let Xu Lingjun make some Suoyang Pills to try."

With Zhang Min as a living example, Zhang Xiaoyan would not have any doubts.

"Sister, do you feel anything during this pregnancy?"

"It's just as different as when I was pregnant before."

"Sister, it seems a little different when you say that. Do you think it's a girl~"

Zhang Min has already given birth to three bald boys to the old Feng family, and she has long wanted a daughter.

This pregnancy feels really different, there is no morning sickness like before.

Thinking that maybe this was an obedient girl, she smiled all over her face.

In this way, Zhang Xiaoyan followed Zhang Min's instructions and boiled three bowls of water into a bowl of medicinal soup that day and gave it to Dong Shuping to drink.

At the beginning, Dong Shuping was not very happy.

As a man, who wants to admit that he is not good enough?

But he can pretend to be the dignified Director Dong in front of outsiders.

But after returning home, neither husband nor wife knew who the other was, and there was only one boy in their family.

A child is very rare in this era. Of course Zhang Xiaoyan still wants to have one.

But as he gets older, Dong's little brother becomes more and more lazy.

Now that there is hope, Zhang Xiaoyan certainly doesn’t want to miss it.

Under his wife's repeated prayers, Dong Shuping could only hold his nose and drink the medicine.

If this scene were filmed on a small screen for later generations, it would be full of the sense of déjà vu that Dalang should take his medicine.

But on the second day, Lao Dong felt warm in his waist.

My hands and feet are always cold on weekdays, but they are getting better now.

So in the evening, Lao Dong became proactive about taking medicine.

He even started asking his wife for some details.

Especially after hearing that there was a better Suoyang Pill, he became even more excited.

Old Dong decided to find an opportunity to inquire about the two medicinal materials.

Given his status, he can still collect it.

After collecting them, it is best to go and see Xu Lingjun in person.

After all, there are differences between people, and it is not necessary to prescribe the right medicine.

This kind of thing cannot be taken lightly.

Sichuan Jiangyou, Lijia.

The family sat around the table, staring at the two letters on the table.

These two letters were of course sent by Xiuzhi.

Because their village is relatively remote, the final time to pick up the letter was delayed.

Although the two letters were sent one after another, they were together when they were received.

As soon as these two letters were received, Li Dongsheng took his two sons to ask the accountant on the team to help them read them.

The other person's jaw almost dropped when he saw it.

When Li Dongsheng learned that he could receive 80 yuan with just a certificate from the team and this small note.

Li Dongsheng's hands trembled.

This is eighty yuan, how much food can you buy?

Another envelope also contains 100 kilograms of coarse grain stamps that can be used nationwide.

The accountant on the team privately said that he would be willing to exchange 110 kilograms of cornmeal for him!

When he got these two things, Li Dongsheng's first reaction was that he had sold his daughter.

This is my daughter’s money from selling herself!

He even gave himself two slaps on the spot.

Fortunately, his two sons, Li Jianguo and Li Jianjun, who came together, stopped him.

Although many people knew what was going on at the time.

It is still a fool to marry your daughter to a distant pasture.

It does feel like you are selling your daughter, but you can’t say it openly!

This is a mistake. You must know that this era also values ​​free love.

You can't talk nonsense like selling your son or daughter.

Fortunately, the accountant on the team didn't have bad intentions and hurriedly told them the contents of the letter.

So there was a scene of a family sitting at the table staring at each other.

"Dad, Sister Zhao said in her letter that she didn't marry the Wang Xiaoer that my cousin mentioned in the end!"

"Why are you talking? It's not good that your sister didn't marry that fool!"

Xiuzhiniang Liu Cuihua slapped her second son directly on the head and said.

"No mom, that's not what I meant~"

"It's just that I think this brother-in-law is a bit old."

Li Jianjun immediately hunched over, shrank his neck, and muttered softly.

"Hey~ I'm a bit older now, fifteen years older~"

The younger son was right, Liu Cuihua sighed and said.

"Mom, as you get older, you know how to love others."

"Look, Xiu Zhi said in the letter that Xu Lingjun's brother-in-law is very good to her."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to send these."

Li Jianguo looked at the food stamps on the table and the small note that could get the money and said.

His wife Liu Manli was holding the child but dared not speak.

As a woman, she understands how much sacrifice her sister-in-law has made for the family.

When she thought about it, Xiu Zhi's letter to her family was of course written in a nice way.

You think although Xiuzhi didn't marry a fool.

But in that unfamiliar place, how could I marry into a good family?

How good would it be to marry a man who is fifteen years older than her now?
To be continued...