Chapter 28: Tea party invitation

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Xing Niang really understands the world and knows how to do things, but she does not have the heart and the means. Usually, she will make a small break, and I will not be able to cope with it. Otherwise, I will not let the servants of the room. Bullying to this point.
When the marriage was settled, Xing Niang also had no idea. Even the ritual of the geese has passed, and the next time is only a month or two, and what can be done to turn the tide! And the scandal has taken this matter down, and I don’t know what it is.
After the bathing of Yan Yan, after coming out of the bath room, I will send a late green to tell Sang Chen. If the ceramic embryo is not easy to dry, the time can be slowed down.
Then, I went to look at the food that was put in a pile yesterday. Because there were already a few things in the place where the mold was born, plus the rainy days, it has spread a lot, and the green one born in a day or two. Mildew should be enough.
Yan Yan does not understand how she is so bad, just grab one, it is a difficult disease of syphilis. In the face of this highly contagious disease, any doctor who understands the situation will not sit idly by, not to mention that she has some control to cure it.
The syphilis has a long onset period, and the symptoms of Zixu have reached the second stage. Although it is serious, it will not be life-threatening at the moment, but her onset time is at least more than a month. If it is not treated again, it will be a big problem if it is turned into a late stage. Now, I can’t die for a while, and I am still alive and suffering.
Yan Yan frowned, and the allergic rate of penicillin in the crowd is divided into ten parts. That is to say, at least one to ten people in one person will have an allergic reaction to it. This probability is large. However, Yan Yan can only pray that she is not one of them.
Traditional Chinese medicine... In modern Chinese medicine, it can treat syphilis, but Yan Yan used to pay little attention to this disease. She only vaguely remembered some herbs. It was not a complete prescription. She opened a new prescription according to her own medical treatment. I hope it will work.
"Mother." Xing Niang saw Yan Yan and was in a daze under the gallery. She took a satin coat and put it on her face. She sat on her side. "Is it because of marriage?"
"Marriage?" Yan Yan slightly raised her eyebrows, which reminded me that she was engaged. When she saw Xing Niang worried, she said: "This is not a big deal. Anyone who wants to go to good things, Qin Silang is still a young unmarried man. The family is very good, it is better to be sent to Aye by half a year, and those who have wives and wives are reluctant!"
Even if Yan Yan is not unloved, it is a prostitute after all, and it is a slap in the face of his own face. Xing Niang knows that Yan Yan’s words are just words of comfort. He smiled bitterly:
If Lang Jun is so heart-wrenching, we would rather go to my wife’s house!

"There must be a car before the mountain. I don't have to worry about this. I will handle it properly." Yan Yan added a sentence in his heart. If it is forced to marry, Qin Musheng agrees not to touch her. If he does not agree, he will have to make it. The medicine made him temporarily inhuman, and then slowly sought to get rid of the law. However, if you want to go and think about the nature of Qin Musheng, I am afraid that the latter is more likely.
"Mother is really grown up." Xing Niang sighed and coveted: "The old slave knows that he is useless and can't help her."
When Yan Yan saw that Xing Niang’s words didn’t seem to be finished, she didn’t use her mouth, just listening quietly.
Xing Niang said: "When in Fuyang, the aunts around the lady were all set by Mrs. Lu, including the old slaves. Among the four people, the old slaves were the most useless, timid, unable to support things, but when the wife was married Madame Lu left the old slave to the lady alone. The pain of the lady, the old slaves are all in the eyes, but in addition to being more loyal to her, nothing can help."
During the Tang Dynasty, when a woman married, she would not be crowned with a husband’s surname. The Zhengyang and Fanyang Lu’s generations were married, and the mother’s surname was not surprising.
"So many years have passed, the old slaves are still not growing, and now the mother, in addition to loyalty and protection, or the side can not help." Xing Niang said, already angry with tears.
Yan Yan understands that Xing Niang clearly sees the situation and knows who is good or who is not good, but can't think of any way to deal with it. This feeling of powerlessness is really wrong, it is really worse than black eyes, everything I don't know how easy it is to come.
"I have to blame myself. I said that I will protect you. Now I am practicing medicine and earning money. I am trying to make myself stronger. Believe me!" Yan Yan's face is somewhat dead, but the kind of reassuring firmness cannot be doubted.
"The old slave is a believer!" Xing Niang wiped her tears and suddenly remembered something. She quickly took out a post and a letter from her sleeve and said: "Mother, this is the invitation sent from the city this morning. Letter, look at it."
Yan Yan took over the things and first looked at the invitations. It was Yin Jia Niang who invited her to the tea party. The letter was also written by Yin Yi.
Recalling that Yin Yin and her friendship are not bad, at least the usual words are also speculative, and the Yin family's position in Suzhou City is second only to Qi, Yan, Yan Jia, Yin Jiajiajiao is strict, the daughters raised are all Suzhou model, humility and filial piety, Wen Shuxian Shu, know the book, and can get the kitchen under the hall, which is famous throughout the Jiangnan Road. Yin Yin’s disposition is naturally good.
Yan Yan put down the invitation, opened the letter, and looked at it casually. It was a letter written by the model. It was also a model of the truth. The word is a good word. It is also a good word, but because of the model, there is no feeling. Words.
Yan Yan Xin Dao, Xu is that people really did not put her in the heart.
"Yin Niang asked me to go to the tea party. Should I go?" Yan Yan knew that these things on the etiquette asked Xing Niang that there was nothing wrong with it.
Xing Niang thought for a moment: "Isn't Green on that night to meet many noble women in Yalanshe? With the talent of Yin Jia Niang, Yalan will be indispensable. She will know that her mother is cured and will send invitations. This matter is not easy to shirk."
"That's going to go." Yan Yan is quiet and clear, but there are still close friends in modern times. When it comes to Datang, I hope that I can find one or two like-minded friends. It is a good opportunity to attend a tea party.
"Mother must be careful about the Eighteen Niang." Xing Niang reminded.
"Yeah." Yan Yan faint. Yan Meiyu is not only a bit harsh, but also a scorpion, but fortunately, although there are some little clever but no deep thoughts, it is really terrible.
The heavy rain gradually stopped, and it became a pattered rain. It finally recovered to the warmth of the south of the Yangtze River. The summer heat was also poured a lot. In the night, the lanterns in the gallery swayed, and the grass in the courtyard was seen to be infiltrated by the rain.
After Yan Yan simply used up the dinner, he read the medical book under the gallery.
This medical book was handed over to Wu Xiu and it was the pulse of various illnesses. In the current medical profession, the prescriptions are precious things that are not secretly transmitted, not to mention the medical books. Yan Yan knows that Wu Xiuhe and her professors have done their best.
Yan Yan sat on a round-waisted chair bed with a cushion on the back and a thin coat on the body, which was very comfortable. This round waist chair bed is like a round waist chair in later generations, but it has no legs and is placed directly on the floor.
On the small side of the body, there is a small square lamp with a piece of Korean paper, a slender ebony frame, and a plum orchid and bamboo daisy on all sides. They are also equipped with a small poem, bright and elegant.
Just outside the gallery, the wind and the drizzle, looking at the pleasant, late green led two people back.
When I got closer, Yan Yan saw it. It turned out to be Liu and her daughter Zhou Lang.
On that day, Zhou Lang was blistered and walked away. Yan Yan was anxious to save people. He did not look at him carefully. At the moment, the child was born with a handsome, dark brown rag, about twelve years old, with a pointed jaw. Melon face, a pair of smart big eyes just like talking, if not frowning, it is very lovable.
"Mother, Liu Wei has been here many times in the morning, you are not there." The evening green said that he took the umbrella and led the mother to the corridor.
From the place where Yan Yan was about seventy-eight feet away, Liu’s smashed Zhou Lang, and both of them squatted in front of Yan Yan. Liu Shifu squatted on the ground: "Mother is our mother's great benefactor. We fled to this place. The family is poor and has no newspapers. Only some people have saved their lives. Since then, our mother has been sent by her mother!"
Liu said, take two pieces of paper from his arms and gently put it in front of Yan Yan. "This is our mother's selling deed. We don't want money, please ask for it."
Yan Yan carefully looked at Liu's, although the woman in front of her eyes has already revealed the old state, but she should be judged that she should be young, up to fifteen years old, and her manners are calm and steady. Her body is covered with coarse cloth, but she can't hide her from ordinary village women. A strange temperament.
"Please get up first." Yan Yan went up to help Liu, but her heart was a calculation. She is very short of people, and she has a loyal person. It is also very good.
As for this child, Yan Yan saw that he had been lying on the ground and did not move until he said that he would let him up. The beautiful lips became a line. Obviously, he was not willing to be a slave.
During the moment, Yan Yan thought about the countermeasures. The mother and the two, she had to, but only to surrender this little guy.
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