Chapter 32 Beat them out
The guy was still feeling very frustrated about the inspection. Unexpectedly, he was about to walk to the inn when he was suddenly pulled into the alley by a pair of hands.

Before he could see who it was, a sack was tied around his head, and he was beaten all over his head and face.

Zhuang Mang led his men to hit him. When the guy stopped moving, he looked at the many brothers behind him and ran away from the back street.

It was not until evening that the man woke up, turned over, and realized that he was still being carried by the sack.

With a curse, he lifted the sack on his head. When he picked it up, he saw that it was the most ordinary sack. He couldn't even find the source. He couldn't help but curse.

I limped back to the inn, and was scolded by the shopkeeper again:

"I asked you to expose the lazy thing. Where have you been hiding? Why are you back now?"

When the man entered the room, he felt his whole body hurt when he moved. He was scolded again, and he was in a bad mood. What he said was not in a good mood:
"You have the nerve to say it, but the money you gave us won't even get in the eyes of the inspector, so he won't take any notice of us."

"I made good friends with the county magistrate, asked him to be a little governor to help him with some things, and gave him some money, but he is still picky?"

Shopkeeper Sun's eyes were dark, he looked towards the north and smiled disdainfully.

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"Mom, do you really want to use this medicine?"

Song Rutang held the porcelain vase and felt that all this was extremely outrageous.

How could it be so easy to run into someone whom my grandfather had saved?How could that person tell the truth so easily?
"Mom knows that you are angry because of what happened just now, but you can't kill everyone with one stick, right? That guy is very honest. Mom is willing to believe him. The people your grandfather saved are definitely right."

Yang Songlan took the medicine and was about to apply it on her legs, but Song Rutang stopped her:
"See the doctor first. Your wound is full of pus."

Yang Songlan gave up, put the porcelain bottle in her arms, wrapped her legs, and was carried by Song Rutang.

Song Rutang has been here for a few days, and has eaten well every day, and has become much stronger. When he weighed Yang Songlan, he felt that she was very light, but he still pursed his lips and said angrily:

"Speaking of which, it's your fault. You're not defensive about everyone. You don't know the situation yet. Why did you tell that person your identity?"

"Okay, okay, mother knows that she was wrong. She won't dare to do it again in the future. Please let Tangbao calm down. You won't grow taller if you are angry."

Yang Songlan knew that Song Rutang was depressed, so he followed her words, which made Song Rutang blush.

At this moment, Song Rutang always felt as if she had really turned into a little girl of thirteen or fourteen. She pursed her lips and still complained to her mother:

"It's already high enough. You just say no. You have to remember to do it in the future. You must not be soft-hearted all the time."

After saying these words, Song Rutang felt guilty secretly, feeling that her temper had gone too far, but Yang Songlan was not angry yet and kept coaxing her:
"Okay, mother, listen to Tang Bao. If someone comes to bully us two again in the future, mother will beat them out with a stick!"

Song Rutang smiled suddenly and lifted Yang Songlan's body up again to prevent her from sliding down:

"You can't beat anyone with your current body, you have to take good care of yourself."

The two of them talked for a long time and finally reached the pharmacy that the clerk at Ruyue Inn mentioned. Inside, an elder was talking to the little medicine boy about the dosage of the medicine.

"A pair of chicken intestines, washed and dried, stir-fried and ground into powder, and served with rice wine. It costs 1 yuan each time, three times a day...Are you two here to see a doctor? Disciple, bring two benches for these two ladies. .”

Song Rutang took a look at the old doctor and saw that his beard and hair were all white, but he was in good spirits, his eyes were bright, he was energetic, and he really looked like a fairy.

After the two of them sat down, the old doctor looked at Yang Songlan's leg injury, checked her pulse, prescribed a prescription and asked the little medicine boy to get it.

"Madam, please don't worry too much. This injury will get better after some time. Thinking too much will slow down the process of improvement." "Thank you, doctor. Is there anything else that my mother needs to pay attention to?" ?How to supplement?"

The doctor looked up at her in surprise:
"You little lady doesn't follow the ordinary path. People come to ask about scars, posture, and dietary supplements, but you are the first one."

Yang Songlan was elated by these words and said proudly:

"My daughter is very considerate. She has taken care of me every day for so long. Even when I was on the run, she never disliked me and became a burden."

The doctor stroked his beard and smiled, then thought about it and said:

"Young lady, please remember not to feed your mother those spicy and greasy things these days. Eat a lighter diet. If possible, buy some eggs and pork to replenish your mother's health. Don't be too nervous."

Song Rutang nodded, knowing that Yang Songlan's injury was not too serious, and felt relieved. After thanking the doctor, he took the medicine from the little medicine boy. When he saw several large bags in it, he reached out to take out the money bag.

"100 Wen is enough."

Seeing that his master was still silent, the little medicine boy couldn't help but ask the price.

Song Rutang's hand holding the money paused.

It's so cheap, could it be doing charity?Or did the master and disciple say something wrong?

"You heard that right, it's one hundred coins, take it and leave quickly."

The old doctor took the money and drove people out. When he saw Song Rutang, he still looked at him doubtfully and didn't go far, so he had to explain:

"I have money, so I don't have to worry about whether I can afford food. I'm just here to enjoy life."

He turned over his clothes, revealing the silk underneath.

Seeing this, Song Rutang looked helplessly at the sky.

At this time, the little medicine boy had already filled out the prescription and brought it over. Song Rutang took the prescription from the little medicine boy and led Yang Songlan away.

"Sir, you're back? How's it going? I just said that place is nice, right?"

When the waiter at Ruyue Inn saw the two of them coming back, he hurriedly came up to pick them up, and also asked this question by the way.

Song Rutang responded briefly and helped Yang Songlan into the inn. After looking around, she saw that there were no dining tables in this inn. It must be just an inn, unlike the inn where she stayed last time.

Seeing that it was getting dark in the evening, Song Rutang went to the waiter and asked:

"Is there any place to eat near you?"

The waiter thought for a moment: "When you go out, turn right and walk for a while. There is a Yangui Restaurant. The proprietress there is very kind and the food is clean."

Song Rutang thanked him, went to the room to put his luggage, then went around to the backyard, went to the mule cart to get some unmarinated pork, wrapped it up, and then took Yang Songlan out to find the inn.

The 20 taels of silver spent this time made her feel very distressed. Before she could get the money back, she had to make more money.

After entering Yangui Restaurant with a bag of pork, Song Rutang helped Yang Songlan to sit down in the corner and shouted proudly:
"Little Er, order!"

(End of this chapter)

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