"Mom, the medicine is getting cold."

Jiaojiao slid off her mother's body, took her elder brother's hand and walked to the stove. Wang Qiusheng looked at the bowl of medicine and hesitated for a moment. The younger sister is smart. Although she knows these medicines, the unknown dosage makes people a little uneasy.
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"Jiaojiao, the prescription prescribed by Doctor Li is slightly different from yours. Why does it sound like there is an extra medicinal ingredient in it? Please tell me again what medicinal ingredients were in it."

Liu Zhihua coaxed her daughter to the side, winked at Qiusheng, and signaled to replace the soup in the bowl with water.

Jiaojiao raised her eyes and saw her mother winking at her elder brother. Although she was a human for the first time, she was not stupid as a century-old ginseng spirit, so her mother obviously didn't believe her.

Jiaojiao pursed her lips, and said in a slightly depressed tone: "Mom, the extra ginseng whiskers are coming out, I won't harm my eldest brother."

Liu Zhihua coughed lightly, but she didn't expect to be caught by Jiaojiao. He quickly picked up her daughter and coaxed her, "Jiaojiao, mother is afraid that the weight of the medicine you pick is different from that of Dr. Li. Some herbs can be fatal if you take too much of them.

Your eldest brother's body can't stand the torment. When Doctor Li comes next time, Jiaojiao will ask Grandpa Li whether it's too late to cook it."

Jiaojiao's big dark eyes said seriously: "Mom, the medicinal materials I picked are not poisonous, and ginseng is still a good medicine for curing diseases."

She is very familiar with these plants. They are non-toxic and harmless and will never poison anyone.

Liu Zhihua choked, looking at her daughter's bright black and white eyes full of seriousness, she didn't know how to persuade her.

Jiaojiao has never studied medicine. Even if the decoction prepared in this way is non-toxic, it is definitely not as effective as the medicine prescribed by Dr. Li. Moreover, there is no guarantee that the weeds in the backyard are medicinal materials. What if Qiu Sheng takes it?

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At this time, Qiu Sheng looked at his little sister and asked: "Jiaojiao, you just said ginseng whiskers, but ginseng whiskers?"

Jiaojiao nodded obediently, "Yeah."

Qiu Sheng shook his head and smiled, then explained: "I'm afraid Jiaojiao made a mistake. Ginseng is worth thousands of gold and is very rare in medicine stores. How can it be found so easily?"

Jiaojiao pouted, wanting to explain but not knowing how to start. Looking at the medicine, she ran over with her short legs, picked it up and took a sip.

"Jiaojiao!"

"Little sister!"

Liu Zhihua was so frightened by her daughter's actions that she stumbled forward and hugged her daughter, crying and shouting: "Jiaojiao! Quick, spit out the medicine you took."

My daughter already has a heart problem, what will she do if she drinks it like this!

Qiu Sheng looked anxious and hurriedly urged: "Sister, spit it out quickly..."

Jiaojiao had already swallowed the medicine. Seeing how anxious her mother and eldest brother were, she hugged her mother's neck and explained: "The medicine Jiaojiao drank is not poisonous, it really is not poisonous."

With that said, Jiaojiao said to her eldest brother: "Brother, the medicine is getting cold. Grandpa Li said you can't drink cold medicine."

Qiu Sheng was already anxious, and after hearing what his sister said, he was afraid that she would take another sip, so he picked up the medicine on the table and drank it without even thinking about it.

He was also nervous at first, but the medicine in his mouth was particularly sweet. After one bowl, he didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or something, but he suddenly felt a lot more refreshed.

Liu Zhihua looked back and saw that her son had also drank, so she simply sat on the ground, patted her legs and cried, "Oh my God! If anything happens to my Jiaojiao and Qiu Sheng today, I won't be able to live anymore..."

Seeing her mother like this, Jiaojiao walked around the yard with great energy. With a pair of big, round black eyes on her white and waxy face, she shouted: "Mom, you think everything is fine."

Liu Zhihua wiped her tears and said, "My dear, are you really not feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Jiaojiao walked around and around with her short legs, her cheeks were slightly red from the exercise, and her little mouth was bright red.

Liu Zhihua realized that those medicines were probably not poisonous, so she quickly stood up, patted the dirt on her body, walked over, held her baby in her arms, kissed her, and sighed with lingering fear: "Jiaojiao, don't scare me like this next time."

, I don’t want to live without your mother.”

"Mom, Jiaojiao won't lie to you." As she said that, Jiaojiao took out a small cotton handkerchief and carefully wiped the remaining tears on her cheeks.

Liu Zhihua's heart softened. She hugged her daughter and hurriedly went to see her son. She asked worriedly: "Qiu Sheng, Jiaojiao is fine. Are you feeling unwell?"

"Mom, I'm not feeling unwell." Qiu Sheng shook his head. At this moment, his stomach was warm, and something seemed to be flowing through his limbs, and his whole body felt lighter than ever before.

"Brother, you have to continue taking medicine tomorrow, so that all the diseases will be driven away." The delicate face was full of serious instructions.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng inexplicably believed that the younger sister really knew the medicinal materials, so he smiled and agreed: "Okay, big brother, listen to Jiaojiao."

Liu Zhihua frowned upon hearing this, and started to say something, but stopped when she reached her mouth.

Hey, forget it.

This medicine is not poisonous anyway.

Qiu Sheng is not feeling unwell, so just let them be.

After all this fuss, it’s already getting late.

Liu Zhihua had to go up the hill to sow peanuts, and An Qiu Sheng was interested in Jiaojiao, so she went out carrying the wooden shovel.

Xiao Li was still sleeping soundly, Qiu Sheng took his little sister to discuss that he would go back to the house to copy books. The sooner he finished the copy, the sooner he could get the money, which would reduce the burden on the family.

Jiaojiao nodded obediently when she heard this, "Okay, big brother will make money by copying books, Jiaojiao won't bother you."

Qiu Sheng smiled and touched his little sister's head, then carried her back to the earthen house.

The Wang family has four mud houses. Although they are the shabbiest houses in the village, Liu Zhihua is very diligent and keeps the house clean.

The wooden windows of Wang Qiusheng's room are very large, and the outside lighting can completely penetrate. In addition to the earthen bed, there is also a small solid wood desk with a few pieces of rice paper and an old and rough calligraphy brush placed on it.

Although the environment is poor, Qiusheng's eyebrows are shining brightly, and he obviously likes this simple desk very much.

While copying the notebook, he told his sister the stories in the notebook.

"In the thirty-sixth year of the Jin Dynasty, a great disaster occurred. Locusts passed through the border and no grass could grow. Plague spread and the people were miserable. At this time, a young heavenly master appeared. At the age of twelve, he could glimpse the secrets of heaven and turn his hands into clouds.

Covering your hands with rain, the disaster was resolved in just a few days, and the emperor specially named him a national teacher..."

The petite and petite girl supported her chin with her voluptuous hand, and while listening, she leaned over to read the words written by her elder brother.

Qiu Sheng took the brush and described it in a leisurely manner. The brush shaft was slightly cracked and the hair on the tip of the brush was rough and frayed at the edges, but the words written on the paper were small and delicate.

Jiaojiao stared at it without blinking, watching the messy pen write each beautiful word, and her eyes suddenly lit up with surprise.

The more I read, the more amazing I felt. My eager little hands also learned to write on the table. While writing, I read along with my elder brother, "National Master."

When Qiu Sheng heard this, he raised his eyes and saw that his little sister was learning to write with her little hands on the table, and her writing was decent.
Chapter completed!