In the capital, Su Sanlang from the lower office was sitting in a carriage. He accidentally saw a tavern on the street. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "Liu Zi, stop the car."
Liuzi stopped the carriage: "Third Master, is something wrong?"
"I'll go down for a walk." Su Sanlang rarely had time to walk around the streets of the capital. He was feeling restless today, and he happened to see this tavern, and the events of that year were tumbling in his mind.
"Master Su, you actually remember this place!" Shitou was surprised and happy, and quickly welcomed Su Sanlang in.
Su Sanlang smiled and nodded: "It's been many years, but you're still okay?"
"Okay, very good. Mr. Su, would you like to drink some wine from your hometown bar?" Shitou poured tea for Su Sanlang: "We don't do much business here, but the wine is an authentic Su family wine."
Su Sanlang asked Shitou to bring a pot of wine, ordered two side dishes, and drank it himself.
Shitou brought a pot of hot tea.
"Does your boss come here often?" Su Sanlang asked.
Shitou sighed. There has been no news from his boss for a long time, but it is useless to say this to outsiders. He can only say: "My boss is very busy, and I can't take care of this small business."
Su Sanlang thought so and stopped asking.
Liuzi was sitting in a daze on the carriage outside. The third master rarely drank. He didn't even notice in this humble tavern. There was something wrong with the third master today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
After drinking a pot of wine, before Su Sanlang could speak, Shitou came to him and said apologetically: "Mr. Su, don't blame me. The rules left behind by my boss back then. If Master Su comes again, a pot of wine will be enough to soothe his homesickness.
No more drinking.”
Su Sanlang laughed dumbly and nodded: "If your boss comes again, thank you for me. If we meet again by chance, I will thank you in person. I will never forget the care I gave you back then."
"Yes, I will definitely bring the words here." Shitou respectfully sent Su Sanlang out and watched the carriage slowly drive away. He also missed his boss, but where did he go? He never returned to Beijing during the Chinese New Year.
Days passed and there was no news at all.
**
Yingge gave money to the helper Xi'er, and dyed the eggs she had prepared earlier with red paper and green paper, and put them in baskets as a reward. Watching Yingge busy with her business, Aunt Zheng's
So he took Wenpo home for dinner. Yingge was grateful and sent some meat and two fish.
"It can be said that, looking at the gifts prepared by these two sisters, it seems that they come from a wealthy family. They are really in trouble." Po Wen and Aunt Zheng, sisters who grew up together, sighed with emotion.
Aunt Zheng sighed: "Yes, even though people are poor and rich until old age, the Lin family's little lady looks very pitiful."
"I'll go to the girls' school in the county later and ask Mrs. Wen over there to come and help. She's really amazing. She can make milk and other things." Mrs. Wen said, taking a bite of meat: "I've delivered most of the babies.
I have never seen the owner of such a place in my life. If I can’t help with anything else, we can do this.”
After eating and drinking, Po Wen didn't waste any time and asked her family to hitch a donkey cart to go to the nearby Baoqing County Women's School.
Jiang Qinghe happened to walk out of the girls' school and met Po Wen looking at the door. She asked with a smile: "Auntie, is something wrong?"
"What about that, dear girl, I want to ask if the people here who know how to prescribe breast milk really don't need money?" Wen Po asked.
Jiang Qinghe nodded: "Yes, my aunt has a new baby at home?"
"I don't have one at home. I just delivered a baby. The poor family has no one to take care of them. Not only the two sisters are living, but also gave birth to two babies. If the milk is not enough, I'm afraid they won't be able to raise them well." Wen Po rubbed.
He rubbed his hands and said, "Can you go and help me? This can be considered as doing good deeds and accumulating merit."
Jiang Qinghe had recently been thinking about going to the village more and letting more people see the benefits of female education. So how could he refuse the rare opportunity? He called a female student who knew how to breastfeed and followed Wen Po to the small village in person.
Wen Po led the way. Jiang Qinghe saw Yingge coming into the house carrying a clay pot. She looked familiar but didn't dare to recognize her. Back then, she was the most inconspicuous person in Qingniu County Girls' School and had only met Deacon Lin a few times.
This girl looks very much like the maid next to Deacon Lin.
"Girl, how is your sister? I asked someone from the female school to come." Po Wen raised her voice at the gate.
When Yingge heard the word "female school", her hands shook and she almost dropped the chicken soup in the earthen pot. She looked back at Po Wen and the two young girls standing at the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
She was really afraid of meeting someone she knew, but luckily the young girl didn't know him.
Putting the earthen pot beside him, he quickly walked to the door, wiped his hands with his apron, and opened the door: "Auntie is really a kind person."
"It's nothing. The girls in the women's school said they don't want money. I'm afraid your sister's thin body doesn't have enough milk, so please bring her in quickly." Po Wen said with a smile.
Yingge looked at Jiang Qinghe carefully and made sure she didn't recognize him before inviting them into the house.
The room was clean, but there was still a bit of blood smell. Lin Junyan was too tired after giving birth and fell asleep. Inside her, there were two babies wrapped in two swaddling clothes, and they slept soundly.
When Jiang Qinghe saw Lin Junyan, he was stunned as if struck by lightning.
It's understandable that I can't recognize Yingge's love, but Deacon Lin from the Women's School is the mentor of the first batch of women's school students in Qingniu County.
Although it cannot be said to be dilapidated, the courtyard is small and pitiful, and the room has no furnishings like ordinary people's homes. The knowledgeable Deacon Lin who once tutored countless students is lying on the bed with a pale face, which is simply unacceptable to Jiang Qinghe!
"Second sister, wake up." Yingge said softly, "I've invited the breastfeeder."
Lin Junyan slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Jiang Qinghe, her already pale face turned even paler.
"Auntie, I still need some weeds here, do you have any?" Jiang Qinghe suppressed the panic in his heart and took out the copper coins with a smile and handed them to Po Wen: "Can you help me find some?"
Po Wen quickly pushed away the money given by Jiang Qinghe: "I have it at home. I'll go back and get it now. I don't want your money."
Seeing Po Wen leave quickly, Jiang Qinghe quickly came to the bedside, choked with sobs and held Lin Junyan's hand: "Deacon Lin, what's wrong with you?"
Yingge’s head buzzed!
What are you afraid of? Wouldn’t this cost the second lady’s life?!
Lin Junyan took a slow breath: "It's just that you gave birth to a baby, so don't cry and cry. I didn't expect that all the students back then would be here."
"I am now the principal of Baoqing Girls' School. The sisters who came out of Qingniu County together in the past have gone to girls' schools in various places. I didn't study well, so I came here." Jiang Qinghe pursed his lips: "Deacon Lin
, come with me to the girls’ school.”
Lin Junyan patted the back of Jiang Qinghe's hand: "When you are out of confinement, you have to find something to do. Don't make a fuss or inquire."
Jiang Qinghe nodded repeatedly. You can meet your former mentor here. What are you asking about? Just take care of him!