I don’t know how long I’ve been here, but I saw Brother Qiang running over and yelling:

"Run, run."

When the wretched man heard this, he immediately ran away with his head covered in urine and feces.

——These are what Brother Rong and Brother Qiang said to me afterward, with a beaming face.

No matter how stupid the wretched man was, he was not so stupid that he calmed down afterwards and could not guess that I had tricked him. No matter how bold the wretched man was, he did not dare to come and mess with me again and risk his own life - it didn't matter.

, what matters is whether it’s worth it. If you hang on me without even touching my hand, that’s too unfair. Hanging on me is as light as a feather. If you hang on me, it’s different.

Heavier than Mount Tai.

But is it possible to hang on me?

That is wishful thinking.

Not long after, I heard that the wretched man was ill. I also heard that he was seriously ill: his heart was swollen, his mouth was tasteless, his feet were like cotton, his eyes were like vinegar, he had fever at night, was often tired during the day, and was drowning continuously.

Semen, coughing up phlegm with blood... I close my eyes, have a dream, talk nonsense, and feel extremely frightened.

However, Brother Rong and Brother Qiang, a pair of annoying people, would come to collect debts and ask for money from time to time.

This makes the wretched man even worse.

Finally I became bedridden.

The grandfather of the wretched man, Jia Dairu, was anxious. This old master Jia, if his son is gone, he will have a grandson. Although this grandson is not very promising, after all, he is the one who inherits the family line. If he is gone, it means that he will be extinct. After a hundred years, he will return to the west.

Who is going to visit the grave?

Master Jia went to ask a doctor to treat the wretched man.

The doctor came and went, and came again. He prescribed a lot of medicine, such as cinnamon, aconite, turtle shell, Ophiopogon japonicus, Polygonatum odorifera... After taking dozens of kilograms, he still didn't get better.

The wretched man was still very ill, and as he returned from spring, his illness became more and more serious.

Later, a doctor prescribed a medicine called "Dongshen Decoction" - slice the ginseng into slices, put it in a pot, add water and simmer over low heat. Take the juice, add brown sugar and stir it.

The wretched man took it, and it had some effects, and his condition got slightly better.

It's just that ginseng is expensive, and Mr. Jia couldn't bear to eat it for a long time.

Although Old Master Jia is a member of the Jia family and his seniority is very high, so high that only his ancestors are equal to him. When I see him, I have to call him "uncle", but Old Master Jia has no status in the Jia family and belongs to a non-legendary sect.

Clan - that is to say, he was born to a younger wife.

The children born to the younger wife cannot inherit the family business.

There are exceptions. For example, the eldest wife cannot give birth to a son, but happens to be the eldest son; or the eldest wife is specially favored by the father; and there is also the case where the eldest wife can strive for success, be able to stand out, and honor the ancestors.

Master Jia is none of these three.

Therefore, he could only be a parasite of the Jia family. In the Jia family's private school, he taught some little kids how to read and write, and lived a life of humility, earning a meager salary to support his family.

The wretched man ate too much "Dushen Tang", and Mr. Jia was at the end of his rope. He had no choice but to shamelessly come to Rongguo Mansion for help, hoping that we could show our kindness and provide relief.

Aunt Wang was kind and said to me:

"You can give him two or two ginseng."

I didn't want to, but I didn't say "NO" either. I just frowned and said awkwardly:

"A few days ago, I bought a lot of ginseng and prepared medicine for my ancestors. Didn't my wife say that I would leave the remaining ones for Admiral Yang's wife to prepare medicine? I just had someone send them over yesterday, but they are gone now.

"

Aunt Wang is a good person and said again:

"We don't have ginseng here, then you can send someone to your mother-in-law to ask if she has any. If not, go to your brother Zhen's house and have a look, collect some for others, eat it, it can be considered a rescue.

One life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
Chapter completed!