Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 583 Try

Mrs. Chen and County Magistrate Chen had been friends since childhood and had been very close for many years. Not only did she not have a concubine, she didn't even have a maid in the living room.

She thought they were deeply in love and lived in harmony with each other, but reality slapped her in the face.

Her family, who should have been her support, concealed the truth from her. Her husband, who should have shared her life, had already made other plans. Mrs. Chen was extremely sad and heartbroken. She couldn't help but think of Song Ying's words that day, 'There is no filial son by the bed of a long-term patient. There are many elderly people in this world who have biological sons, but still have a miserable old age.'

In the past, she had scoffed at this statement, thinking that the girl from a farming family had never been loved by her elders, and her cognition was cold and extreme, not knowing that there were always some indestructible friendships in this world.

But her husband and her family told her with cruel facts that she was actually wrong.

Her loving husband will betray her, and her loving parents will also betray her. Love and family affection are all fragile.

Mrs. Chen closed her eyes, trying to suppress her surging emotions. When she looked up again, her eyes were filled with calm determination. "I plan to take Nan'er and Xi'er to the farm to recuperate. I'd appreciate it if you could prescribe some more medicine to save us the hassle of going back and forth."

As a doctor, Song Ying was naturally happy to see patients actively cooperate with treatment. She responded gently, "You're right. I've said it before. Relaxing your mind is better than any panacea for your illness."

She took out a silver needle and inserted it steadily into Mrs. Chen's Neiguan acupoint, while suggesting, "In addition to medication, you can also try dietary therapy."

She turned her wrist slightly and inserted another needle into the Gongsun acupoint. "Take 5 grams of longan pulp, 6 grams of lotus seeds, and 10 grams of polished rice. Simmer until the rice grains bloom..."

"This porridge sounds delicious," Mrs. Chen's pale lips lifted slightly, revealing her first faint smile in days. "Lianqiao, take note of this carefully. I'll have someone prepare all the ingredients shortly."

After a pause, he added, "Prepare more."

Although her voice was soft, it carried a long-lost vitality, like a ray of sunlight suddenly reflected in a dry well, which made Lian Qiao overjoyed and she agreed repeatedly.

After the acupuncture, Song Ying wrote out a prescription and told Mrs. Chen some ways to soothe herself before returning accompanied by a servant.

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The sixth day of March is a good day for marriage.

The Gong family prided themselves on being a family of scholars, and were unwilling to hold weddings during the slack farming season, such as the twelfth and first months of the year, like ordinary farmers. Instead, they set the wedding for the sixth day of March, which was the busy spring season.

The wedding banquet at the bride's side is usually held the day before. On the afternoon of the fifth day, Song Ying and Luo Yanxing returned to the village to attend the banquet.

The Zhao family's yard was bustling with activity. The steam rising from the stove mixed with the aroma of stewed meat, making people's eyes warm. The women in the village were walking back and forth carrying bowls and plates.

"Sister-in-law, come out and greet the guests," Aunt Meihua was sharp-eyed and saw the figures of Song Ying and Luo Yanxing through the courtyard gate. She hurriedly shouted into the house, "Song Ying and Yanxing are back!"

After she finished shouting, without waiting for Zhang to come out, she quickly stepped out. "You two women are really loyal. You are willing to come back even though you are so busy. Xiaoxiang is so lucky to have friends like you. Come in and sit down. Xiaoxiang has been looking forward to it for the past few days. My eyes are almost tired."

You guys should spend some time with her. After today, it will be hard for you to meet her again!"

While greeting him warmly, Aunt Meihua's eyes kept glancing at the red-clothed bamboo basket in Luo Yanxing's hand. The basket wasn't big, but it looked heavy. As it swayed slightly as he walked, she could faintly hear the crisp clattering sounds coming from inside.

Ever since her daughter Xiao Cui got married, whenever a girl in the village got married, the other girls would contribute to her dowry.

Xiaoxiang was an exception. She had cut off contact with them early on. Erni and other girls naturally would not contribute to her makeup anymore, but Song Ying and Yanxing had always been very close to this childhood playmate.

Aunt Meihua felt like she was being scratched by a cat. When Xiao Cui got married, the girls added a snow-white coat, silver bracelets and silver earrings to her makeup. The other girls who got married later added similar amounts of makeup.

This time, only Song Ying and Yan Xing came together. Normally, they didn't have much money, so the things they bought were naturally not as expensive as those of other girls. However, they had earned a lot of money over the years and were very wealthy. They also grew up together with Xiaoxiang, so the amount of money they could buy was not certain.

She wasn't the only one who was curious.

As Song Ying and Luo Yanxing walked in, many inquiring eyes fell on them. Aunt Liu San, who was impatient and shameless, even followed them to the place where the gift book was registered to take a look.

She stood on tiptoe, stretching her neck as far as she could, like a chicken waiting to peck at rice. Seeing Luo Yanxing take out two pairs of silver bracelets and four pairs of silver earrings for registration, she sighed.

"Yan Xing, you two are too stingy. The three of you grew up together, and you two are not short of money now. Your good friend is getting married, and you only add this little makeup?

Tsk, there's a saying that goes, "When people leave, the tea gets cold." It's true. Xiaoxiang hasn't played with you guys much in the past few years, so your relationship has become distant. The makeup you've added isn't even as thick as what Xiaocui and the others gave you when they got married."

Song Ying was very experienced in dealing with this kind of sarcasm. She didn't even frown, "Aunt Liu, your words are so cliché. How can the friendship between us girls be measured by money?

If Sister Xiaohua were still here, even if you didn't allow her to join us in collecting herbs and selling them for money, even if we weren't born in the same year and grew up together, we would still consider her as a friend from the same village and add to her makeup."

Aunt Liu's face turned pale and blue for a moment. She was silent for a long time before she said, "Why mention the dead on such a happy day? Aren't you afraid of breaking a taboo?"

After saying that, he left angrily.

Luo Yanxing raised her eyebrows at Song Ying. What a great guy! He not only embarrassed Aunt Liu but also gave a tactful explanation. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she really wanted to praise Song Ying.

She glanced at the people around her, raised the corner of her mouth, and simply lifted the red cloth: "The hand balm in our shop sells very well, and the ladies of the government families all say it's good. A girl only gets married once, so we brought it here to dress her up. We want her to marry beautifully tomorrow!"

The porcelain box opened with a "click", and a wisp of elegant fragrance wafted out immediately, but the women's attention was not on the fragrance, but they all looked at the porcelain box.

“This box is so beautifully made!”

"Yes, there's a flower carved on it. It's really rare..."

Luo Yanxing smiled, "Officials are particular about their appearance, and the boxes must be beautifully made. There's no other way, we have to spend more money to have them custom-made..."

After everyone had seen enough, they put it away and went to Xiaoxiang's room.

Xiaoxiang had heard the noise outside and had been waiting. When she saw them, she smiled and said, "You're here."

Song Ying and Luo Yanxing nodded and looked at Xiaoxiang. Because the Gong family was a scholarly family and paid attention to pomp and circumstance, Xiaoxiang's wedding dress was discussed with the Zhao family in advance. The material chosen was madder-dyed cotton silk. Although it was not the gold-woven satin used by wealthy families, it was also a bright red.