Chapter 95 Planning for the Medication

Author: Ju Gaogao

Chapter 95 Planning for the Medication

On June 6, the villagers of Anjia Village ushered in the most lively day of the year and the most anticipated day - the ancestral temple worship day.

The Anjia Village Ancestral Hall is at the midpoint at the intersection of the two main village roads in Anjia Village. It is a four-entry courtyard with two corridors built in it. The two gates are engraved with the words "Fu Lu" on the left and right, which means the village's longevity, blessings, peace and harmony.

On the day of ancestor worship, the roosters crowed, and the old and young men in the village gathered in the ancestral hall to help. The men were placing wine and meat in the hall, while the women were preparing food and red envelopes for the children in the side hall. In and out of the hall, there was a joyful atmosphere.

"Xiaoxiao, how beautiful?" Dawu was wearing a sacrificial robe with red and black, tied his hair and hat, and his eyes were bright. If he ignored the messy beard on his face, he could be called majestic.

"Good, good-looking." An Xiaoxiao's thoughts were still hanging on the two small bodies, and she said perfunctorily, glanced into the ancestral hall. This made Dawu unhappy. He curled his mouth and directly held An Xiaoxiao's head, fixing her gaze on his face, "Let's look at me."

An Xiaoxiao was caught off guard and accidentally met Dawu's eyes. Her gentle and affectionate eyes were staring at her for a moment. Her expression seemed to be aggrieved and acted like a spoiled person. An Xiaoxiao's heart thumped up. Her face turned red and she directly knocked off Dawu's palm: "Don't make a fuss, everyone is watching!"

"Dawu, Dawu!" Uncle An saw this scene when he rushed out. He was so anxious that he quickly came over and pulled Dawu and walked in, muttering: "When is it now! You are the twelve people missing!"

On the day of ancestor worship, twelve male children need to be selected as the principal priest. According to the principle, the male children in Anjia Village were originally named, but because almost all adult men in the village went out to work, Uncle An really couldn't choose a candidate, so he had to temporarily arrest Dawu to take up his post. An Xiaoxiao was still teasing him. Dawu entered the queue by relying on his relationship with Uncle An Er.

The sacrifice began soon, and An Xiaoxiao, as a woman, could only stand in the side corridor and wait. She squeezed into the crowd and went to see her feet. She saw An Shuyue and An Yuce wearing red robes and standing solemnly on both sides of Uncle An Er.

The two young men are almost six years old. An Shuyue's bones gradually grow, her eyebrows and eyes become more delicate, and An Yuce is pure white and red, and her steps are dignified. At this moment, the two took off their usual coarse linen clothes and put on sacrificial robes, making them look more and more extraordinary. An Xiaoxiao looked at them from afar, feeling very unsatisfied.

Look, this is my daughter and son.

After the main sacrificial process was completed, everyone was beating and gongs, drinking and having a banquet, and worshiping ancestors, and celebrating Anjia Village. Everyone hoped that the village would have a new atmosphere in the future.

After the ancestor worship day, there was nothing big going on in the village, and the life felt like it was getting up soon. An Xiaoxiao stayed at the medicinal shop to grab prescriptions and prescribed medicines every day, and went back to Daoxiang Village from time to time to see Rong Niang and two young ones. Then he went to the town restaurant at the end of every month to reconcile and collect dividends. The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, the month of autumn harvest was coming.

The soybean seedlings transplanted in early spring have grown taller. An Xiaoxiao went to the fields and saw that the fields were covered with green pods. She went down to the fields and pulled them to see them with her hands. The plump pods were bulging, and some even swelled and cracked, revealing plump and round soybeans.

"Girl, this harvest is better than I thought before." Uncle An Er won for most of his life. The most happy thing was the harvest scene. He was so happy that he couldn't stop and wanted to call Wang Er to help pick it.

"No, Dawu and I can come." An Xiaoxiao rejected his kindness. She was afraid that her second uncle would feel uncomfortable and explained specifically: "Now in the autumn, Uncle An's wheat has not been harvested yet, so don't worry about me."

Uncle An Er couldn't twist her, and considered that there was no one to take care of the land at home, so he had no choice but to respond.

Four acres of land, whether it is big or small, it also covers a bit of land. Dawu and An Xiaoqiu were busy for a long time, and they were harvesting all the soybeans at the end of the autumn harvest.

The two of them did not dare to delay after collecting it. They took advantage of the opportunity of a good deal and directly installed it with space to pull it to the town's food store. As we had agreed before, we sold it for 300 cents.

"Three-money pound, is this price a little lower?" An Xiaoxiao collected the money and left the purse with satisfaction. Dawu followed behind without saying a word. Seeing that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said: "I went to the county to inquire before, but it was not as cheap as it was."

An Xiaoxiao didn't say much about this, just waved her hand and said, "The town sells cheaply, and the price is naturally low. The county's grain shops are high, so the control of soybean varieties and quality control will definitely be strict. Unlike in the town, you can sell them directly. I don't make money by this, just have some silver."

Three months and two kilograms of land, four acres of land were mass-produced, and the cost of renting land and buying seeds was thrown away. After counting, An Xiaoxiao made a lot of money. Her eyes rolled, and she grabbed Dawu and blinked: "Let's go, let's go to the county to play."

Ah? Dawu scratched his head.

It was almost evening when An Xiaoxiao and Dawu found a small inn that could herd carts, opened a room, and slept for one night. The next day, just as dawn, she woke up Dawu and got up with him.

"I'm going to the clinic, are you going?" After a simple breakfast, An Xiaoxiao finished drinking tea and handed a small bell to Dawu, saying, "If you don't want to go, just go around and buy some things for the two little ones. I'll go find you after going to the clinic."

The little bell is something An Xiaoxiao pulled out from the space, called the mother-child bell. The two of them wore one. If they were separated, they only needed to shake one of them. If the other person was nearby, they would also make a sound.

Early in the morning, every household went out to set up stalls. The blacksmith not far away burned the stove, raised the hammer and hit the iron, making a clanging sound of Ding Ling.

Dawu smiled with a smile, shook his head and said, "I won't go anymore, I'll look around. After I buy it, I'll go back to the inn to wait for you."

An Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, ignored her words, and left the inn and headed straight for the clinic.

"Master, we will catch this prescription as much as we write it. How can we lose weight? What will it make us difficult for you?"

"I don't care! I've gotten home and weighed it, but I just can't match it! What do you think you will do!"

As soon as she entered the door, An Xiaoxiao saw a boy dressed in an apprentice arguing with someone. She raised her eyebrows and walked to the woman watching the fun not far away. She asked in a chatty tone: "What are you doing? It's so lively?"

"This man prescribed the medicine here yesterday, and today he came here to Fei said he would give him less medicine." The woman who was watching the fun saw An Xiaoxiao dressed in a village woman, her face was full of curiosity, and lowered her guard. She pulled her closer and said, "I want me to tell me that this man is here to be greedy for cheap things. Why do you make me make me medicine? Take it back and stew the soup yourself? What a joke."

An Xiaoxiao smiled without saying a word, turned her head to look at the man who was arguing with her apprentice.
Chapter completed!