Chapter 65 Shura
Seeing Wang Deming's frown relax, the old gentleman at the counter stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I only know a little about medicine."

"It's mainly because I saw your anxious face and bought you reassurance pills. I'm afraid that if you buy more medicine, your family members won't get good results after taking it."

"Can you briefly describe the situation?"

Wang Deming sighed, "Someone in the family passed away, and my sister was in grief, depressed, and her hands were cold. She was pregnant."

"That's why I thought of coming to your store to buy a few Xiaoyao pills to soothe the liver and regulate qi, and Wuji Baifeng pills to nourish yin and replenish blood. As for Dingxin pills, they are for my children, one is 4 years old and the other is 8 years old."

"Yes," the inspector nodded in approval, "Xiaoyao Pills and Baifeng Pills are suitable for the symptoms, but for children, the effect of Dingxin Pills is still there, so it is not suitable to give them to children continuously. If it is convenient for you, I will teach you a few massage moves, it is very simple."

"The small Tianxin on the wrist, the Qinggan Meridian on the index finger, and the five finger joints. You can massage for about 5 minutes each time."

"If it doesn't work, you can give the medicine to the child."

"Xiao Li, give this comrade 6 pills of Xiaoyao Pills and Baifeng Pills respectively."

He then explained, "Comrade, take one pill at a time, twice a day. The disease is caused by the method, and the method is based on the symptoms. The dose for three days is enough. If your family member's symptoms have not been alleviated or disappeared after three days, I suggest you find a doctor to check his pulse again."

The guy called Xiao Li has taken out eight sheets of white "Qian'an paper": two large and six small, and is packing the pills skillfully.

Two pills are packed in one small packet, and three small packets are put together and packaged into a "koukouyin (the packets are all square, with a small square on the top and a large square on the bottom)" medicine packet.

I checked out and got the medicine. Xiaoyao Pills were 1 cents a pill; Baifeng Pills were 3 cents a pill. The prices were 5% more expensive than at other pharmacies.

However, Tong Ren Tang's ancestral motto is: follow "Zuo Hou" and identify the origin of the medicine; no matter how complicated the preparation process is, we will never save on labor; no matter how expensive the medicine is, we will never reduce the material resources.

He doesn’t have fake medicine, so it’s safe to take and the effect is good.

In the north room, Zhang Shouchun was still accompanying his sister. The two held hands and chatted quietly.
Although my sister still had a sad look on her face, it was much better than when I went out.

After asking his sister whether she had eaten, Wang Deming brought some warm water and asked his sister to take one Xiaoyao Pill and one Baifeng Pill respectively.

Then he sat on the edge of the kang, took Yichun's hand and gave her a gentle massage.
The two girls' voices became quieter. Zhang Shouchun looked at Wang Deming from time to time, and occasionally laughed with her sister.
Wang Deming pretended not to hear and after giving Yichun a massage, he switched to his nephew Renchun.
"Deming!"

Godmother Wang Shuqin's voice was hoarse, like a cuckoo crying blood: "Your sister, what happened to your sister?"

Wang Deming hurried out of the west wing and into the yard. Oh my God, the old lady had collapsed on the ground, and Qin Huairu beside her couldn't even help her up.

He quickly stepped forward to help his godmother up and explained, "Mom, don't worry, my sister is fine, it was my stepmother who passed away."

"Mom!" My sister also stood at the door.

"Woo" Wang Shuqin burst into tears and patted her chest: "I'm so scared!"

"After receiving De Ming's telegram, I thought you were sick and needed someone to take care of you, so I rushed over; but when I got here, I saw a white sail hanging in the yard from afar."

"woo"

Zhang Shouchun appeared beside his sister, holding her up with both hands. He rolled his eyes at Wang Deming and asked angrily, "Wang Deming, why did you send that telegram? Look how scared you made Auntie."

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As if they had telepathy, Qin Huairu and Zhang Shouchun saw each other at first sight.

"I just wrote the six words 'Going to the city to take care of my sister'. It was very clear."

"." Zhang Shouchun only had Qin Huairu in his eyes.

Wang Deming also found something wrong.

But he had never experienced the famous scene of two women fighting for a husband in his previous life. At best, he watched some videos of catching mistresses and stripping clothes on some websites. He also complained that the videos were not in high definition.
I really have no experience in this area!

Should I just pull them into the house one by one and ride as fast as I can?

Or should I try to coax him first?

Why does everything seem wrong?
In terms of experience, Yan Baozhen is the one who has the most experience. "Deming, help mom into the house and let her rest for a while." "Mom is old, and I'm afraid her body can't bear the great sorrow and joy."

".Wang Deming, since my aunt is here, I will go back first. I have been away for a long time, it is time to go back." "Shouchun, don't be in a hurry, come together, help me take care of the two children Renchun and Yichun."

"Sister Baozhen, this..." Zhang Shouchun was still hesitating.

Qin Huairu volunteered: "Sister, can I help you take care of the child?"

"Before I married Deming, I helped my brother take care of the children at home."

Qin Huairu even pronounced the word "marry" clearly.

Zhang Shouchun bit his lip and said with an unnatural look on his face: "I'd better go back first."

After saying that, he let go of Yan Baozhen's arm, walked past Wang Deming and stopped for a moment, then asked softly in a voice that everyone around could hear, "You told me you liked the token of love I gave you, right?"

Then leave without looking back
Qin Huairu's body shook, and her eyes were instantly filled with tears, streaming down.

Godmother Wang Shuqin recovered a little, patted Qin Huairu's hand, and said weakly: "Xiaoru, help me into the house first."

"Yes, Xiaoru, quickly help Deming to help mom into the house." Only then did sister Yan Baozhen carefully observe this brother and sister who came from the country: she was tall, plump, with majestic facial features, and was truly a beauty.

They have their own charm and are equally matched with Zhang Shouchun.
No wonder my younger brother Wang Deming, even though he had moved to the city, was still thinking about returning home to marry this girl.

"Mom." Yichun's crying voice was heard.

The two children must have been awakened by Wang Shuqin's crying, and the family hurried into the house.

"Mother-in-law, you are here. I am sorry for the trouble you have endured."

"Father-in-law, what are you talking about? When something like this happens in your family, you should come and help."

"Mother."

"I'll go inside and look after the kids first."

"Please, please."

"Renchun, Yichun, grandma is here to see you. Oh, my dear grandchildren." The first thing Wang Shuqin did after entering the house was to hug the two children in her arms and keep patting their heads to comfort them.

Just now, Renchun acted like an older brother, constantly coaxing his younger sister.

"Deming, go out and help your father-in-law with the arrangements. Xiaoru and I are here."

"Okay, Mom."

As soon as Wang Deming left the house, Wang Shuqin hugged the child, looked at Qin Huairu who was already crying, and said softly: "Xiaoru, you already know it without me telling you. This is your sister Yan Baozhen's in-laws' home. Deming is staying here while he is in the city."

"You know where the two new rooms Deming bought are, but Deming has never lived there."

"This reason"

"Xiao Ru, do you remember what Mom told you before?"

Qin Huairu shed tears silently. Only then did she finally understand what her mother-in-law meant by "being open-minded" when she told her on the wedding night.
Yan Baozhen also came over and took Qin Huairu's hand to comfort her: "Sister-in-law, we women are like vines, and the men in the family are our big trees and backbones."

"The better the men in this family are, the better our talents will be"

"Let's not talk about anything else. Even those crosstalk performers under the overpass in Beijing all have three wives and four concubines."

"Tying up a man is like flying a kite."

The funeral shop we hired has already started to build a shed, set up the stove, and set up the table and chopsticks.
Come to funeral uninvited.

Neighbors who heard the news came to the door one after another, and after bowing three times, they were welcomed to the table in the yard.
"The Chang family is kind and righteous."

"That's right, my grandson is wearing mourning clothes."

　Before liberation, the medicinal materials market would not open unless people from Tong Ren Tang showed up; they would continue to sell after Tong Ren Tang’s purchasing staff had made their selections; Tong Ren Tang also had long-term suppliers, who also picked the best for Tong Ren Tang; I also need to point out that there was only one Tong Ren Tang in Dashilan in front, which was a public housing estate and was jointly managed by four companies; the pharmacies opened by the other four companies, such as Darentang, Hongrentang, etc., could hang the plaque of Lejia Old Shop, but were not allowed to hang the three words Tong Ren Tang. Tong Ren Tang’s Chinese patent medicine prescriptions were all selected from ancient prescriptions, and were strictly made according to the origin and processing of the medicinal materials in the ancient prescriptions, and they were damn effective. I will slowly introduce them in the subsequent articles
　　
　
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