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Song Hongguo's answer made Zhao Yulian secretly heave a sigh of relief. She had been proud for most of her life, and asking for medicine was her limit, and she couldn't open her mouth to take advantage of other things.

Zhao Qiuyue became excited when she heard the words, "Really?"

Song Hongguo smiled and nodded.

Only then did Zhao Qiuyue ask Zhao Yulian for an idea, and there was a bit of pleading in her sassy voice, "Mother, I want to buy some, but my cousin said it's not a problem, do you think it's okay?"

After all, Zhao Yulian's heart softened, but her mouth was still strong, "Why do you open your mouth and ask me? I'm too lazy to care about you, you can figure it out."

Hearing this, Zhao Qiuyue knew that her mother agreed, and immediately happily told Song Hongguo that she wanted three feet.

Three feet of cloth, if used carefully, can barely make a gown or trousers for an adult.

Song Hongguo agreed, and asked Zhao Zhenhua if he wanted it.

Zhao Zhenhua didn't even need to discuss it with Zhao Baoqing, but he said that he wanted five feet and no ticket cloth. Who wouldn't want it?In the countryside, getting some cloth is more difficult than getting food.

Zhao Baoqing saw that Song Hongguo responded happily, and couldn't help asking worriedly, "Is it really troublesome? If it's a favor or something, forget it, and the debt of favor is not easy to repay."

"Uncle, don't worry, there is no favor, it's just a business."

Seeing that she was really not in trouble, Zhao Baoqing stopped talking about it, and instead told her, "I said earlier that I would find a dog for you to look at the house. I have a clue, and I will give you the other end when you go to the market at the end of the month." Send it here, speaking of which, you know that family too."

Song Hongguo asked curiously, "Who is it?"

Zhao Baoqing said, "The captain of Xiangyang brigade, Sheng Zhongxin."

"Oh, so it's him." That's really familiar. The fruit trees outside, the peonies in the front yard, the tables and chairs for eating, and the cattail grass cushions on the bed are all from him.

Zhao Baoqing explained a few more words, "The Xiangyang brigade is in the mountains, and it is inconvenient to get in and out. If they had been sent earlier, it would be better for them to raise them for a few more days to make them stronger."

Song Hongguo naturally had no objection, and just asked, "When the time comes, what is suitable for me to order when I go home? I can't just ask someone for a dog, right?"

Zhao Baoqing thought about it and said, "The other end didn't mention any conditions. If you are familiar with someone, usually no one will give you anything. You can see how interesting it is then."

Song Hongguo nodded and poured tea for a few people. The teapots and cups with blue flowers on a white background were not very delicate, but in the countryside, most of them used bowls to entertain guests. Compared with this, the teacups in their hands became more particular.

There was also a snack box on the coffee table, which was divided into several small compartments, containing sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, peanuts with shells and sugar. The skins of melon seeds are thrown into a reed basket, which is called a garbage basket here.

Zhao Yulian peeled the pumpkin seeds unhurriedly, and stuffed the peeled seeds into Hutou's mouth, and the little guy snuggled into her arms, coughing occasionally.

Song Hongguo gave him a pulse, and it was as she expected. She took the medicine to Zhao Yulian, explained the effects of the medicine and how to take it, and finally gave some precautions.

Zhao Yulian listened very carefully, and said "um" from time to time, and when she finished speaking, she carefully took the medicine. The small black pill exuded a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine. She was worried that the tiger would not eat it, and wanted to force-feed it. , Who knows, the tiger head swallowed it like jelly beans, smacked its lips, "It's so sweet, it's so delicious."

Song Hongguo smiled and patted his head, "The tiger head is so good, I remember to eat it every day, and I won't cough anymore after eating it."

The tiger gave a heavy "hmm".

Zhao Qiuyue quickly followed suit to thank her.

Song Hongguo naturally wanted to be polite.

Zhao Yulian was more straightforward, "How much?"

There is no way to tell the real price. Any medicine in the pharmacy in the mall costs dozens of yuan, so she can only decide a suitable price by herself, "Give me two yuan."

Zhao Yulian asked suspiciously, "Is it enough? Don't ask for less, Second Aunt can't let you suffer."

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "It's quite a lot. I made this pill by rubbing it with honey according to my own prescription. It just took a little effort. Besides, can I still earn your money? Just charge the cost price."

Only then did Zhao Yulian believe it, and gave her two yuan.

Seeing this, Song Hongguo was very happy, glad that Zhao Yulian didn't add a little extra to her on purpose.

After collecting the money, Song Hongguo took out several small white paper packets, which contained the most commonly used medicines, such as antipyretics, anti-inflammatory, diarrhea, and some purple lotions and ointments, not many. It was just an emergency amount, and she divided it into two, one for Zhao Baoqing and one for Zhao Yulian.

The paper bag says what disease to treat, and the usage and dosage.

"This is for my uncle and second aunt. There are not many medicines in it, so you can touch it and use it when you feel uncomfortable. Of course it's best if no one gets sick. Keep it at home and prepare it for safety."

Zhao Baoqing and Zhao Yulian looked at each other, and they were very upset in their hearts. It doesn't matter how much you have, the important thing is to have this heart, "Okay, uncle will not be polite to you."

Zhao Yulian also signaled Zhao Qiuyue to put it away, and then urged Zhao Baoqing to get down to business.

Zhao Baoqing cleared his throat, "Hongguo, there is no barefoot doctor in our village. If anyone has a headache, he has to endure it, or he has to spend a lot of time to go to the commune. It's really inconvenient..."

Zhao Yulian couldn't bear him going around in circles, so she took the conversation away and said, "Hongguo, how about you take care of this matter? It won't delay your work, but I will help the villagers to take a look at it sooner or later."

Song Hongguo was somewhat surprised by this proposal. Zhao Baoqing must have had something to do with her when he came. Who would have thought such a thing would happen? She asked in surprise, "Is this what Second Aunt meant?"

Zhao Yulian nodded, and said very simply, "I was thinking about this matter. Although it is a bit troublesome, it will make the people in the village think of you. If there is any problem in the future, there will be more people who can help you talk."

This is helping her make connections.

Song Hongguo said, "Let Second Aunt worry about me."

Zhao Yulian said uncomfortably, "I didn't worry about it, just don't think I'm meddling."

Zhao Zhenhua joked, "This kind of meddling is also what I wish for. When will Second Aunt meddle with me?"

Zhao Yulian laughed and scolded, "With your father taking care of you, aren't you tired?"

Zhao Zhenhua immediately turned bitter, "Can it be the same? My father takes care of me and wants to treat me like a cow and horse. You take care of my cousin, it's like a child to hurt..."

Zhao Baoqing slapped him on the back of the head angrily, "If you have the ability of Hongguo, I will confess you too, do you have it? You can be as good as a cow and a horse? Don't put money on your face .”

Zhao Zhenhua, "..."

Zhao Qiuyue chuckled.

Song Hongguo couldn't help but smile too.

Zhao Baoqing asked tentatively, "Hongguo, your second aunt's intentions are naturally good. She thinks of you, but everything depends on your wishes. If it's troublesome, forget it."

Song Hongguo really didn't want to do such a thing, but it was indeed a good way to gain popularity in the village. As long as her medical skills were good, no one in the village would want to provoke her easily.