Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 138 It’s your own fault, a new idea! 【Please subscribe】

"What's the use of you if you take your time to deliver a meal?"

"Look, is it time to eat now? I'm going to starve to death when the food is delivered!"

Waves of low curses came from the backyard.

Wei Hong's ears were extremely sharp and he could immediately tell that it was Zhou Junyi's voice.

"Mr. Sir, don't be angry!" Chunlan muttered: "My mother-in-law is dizzy and uncomfortable today. I helped her find the doctor and was busy starching and washing clothes, so the meal delivery was a little late. Please eat quickly."

"Eat, eat, eat, what to eat?" Zhou Junyi complained impatiently: "Is this for human consumption? These pickles are eaten every day, and they are boring to look at."

"But this is all we have at home, and we don't have enough money to buy anything else..."

"If you don't have money, why can't you spin more pieces of cloth? Are you a useless person?"

The quarreling and scolding continued.

"In addition, people will be asked to make a new affiliation flag immediately. If there are no problems in the investigation, it will be hung at the door of the store to protect our embroidery workshop from others. Also, immediately notify Tianji Merchant Alliance that we will also participate next time tea party.”

Old Wei was boiling medicine and taking care of Yuanyuan at the same time. He was so busy that he didn't even notice him coming back.

Yan Qinghe stood up to see him off.

……

The middle-aged shopkeeper went down and obeyed with a happy face.

Qiu Ju is still working in the embroidery workshop, not at home!

Wei Hong couldn't help but flash a strange look on his face.

"Yes!"

"Alas! It's not Chunlan yet!" Old Wei Tou said hesitantly: "You may not know because you have been too busy recently. Chunlan did not live well after marrying into the Zhou family. Grandma Wang missed her granddaughter, so she was inevitably worried. , I have been very sick during this period.”

Recently, he has been running around the city and outside the city all day long. He has less than two hours of rest every day. Most of the time he doesn't get home until late at night. Today, he went home relatively early.

Wei Hong held Yuanyuan in his arms and asked in surprise.

When he saw him walking out of the embroidery workshop, he happily called the middle-aged shopkeeper who was settling accounts at the counter and said, "Uncle Zhao, please send someone immediately to find out if there is a late-stage Blood Refining Realm master in Prince Duan's Mansion. Personal guard Li Tiezhu."

But he is too lazy to care about such nonsense!
  He stood up and said to Yan Qinghe: "Miss Yan, see you in half a month. I'll take my leave first!"

"Grandpa, what are you busy with?" Wei Hong was surprised: "Where is Grandma Wang?"

afternoon
  Wei Hong returned to Wei's house in Tianbao Lane with wine and food.

"Your Grandma Wang has had a headache recently and is lying down to rest." Old Wei Tou said with a worried look on his face: "I'll give her some medicine when I have nothing to do."

"Martial Master Li, walk slowly!"

He had long expected that Chunlan would have a hard time getting married in a hurry.

"Why are you sick?"

But he never expected that after only a month or two of marriage, Chunlan would be beaten to the point of losing her humanity. It seemed that the Zhou family, mother and son, were really not the same thing.

At this time, Wei Hong thought of what he had just seen at Hongluan Embroidery Workshop, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. It seemed that almost everyone knew that Chunlan was not doing well, and he only knew it now because he was too busy.

"This silly girl is also stupid. If she is not allowed to marry, she has to marry. The result is as expected!" Old Wei Tou muttered: "I just got married and I have been punished by my mother-in-law. Every day before dawn, I have to marry." She has to get up and do housework to serve the whole family, but Zhou Lin is nothing, and she is beaten and scolded at home every day."

"Zhou Junyi was kind to her at first, but he couldn't resist his mother's instigation, and within a few days he started punching and kicking her." "Now Chunlan can't continue her good embroidery workshop, and is busy with a lot of things at home every day. She also had to stay up late doing embroidery work to help support the family, and her eyes were almost going blind, and she was still pregnant with a child..."

Wei Hong listened quietly!

Most women in ancient times had this fate.

If you marry a good man, you will suffer less. If you marry poorly, you will often end up worse than death. This is true for rich and poor. After all, this is a completely male-dominated era.

He gave Chunlan Qiuju a chance!
  He brought Grandma Wang and his family out of the slum just to give them another choice for the future. However, only Qiu Ju chose to rely on herself. Chunlan still plunged into the old path of women in this era, and it is no wonder that she did not live well in the end. Others.

"Brother Hong, why don't you go and beat up the Zhou family?" Old Wei Tou said worriedly: "Chunlan has also been with you since childhood. It's hard to see how miserable she is. Now you are on the street. He is also a well-known figure, and if he comes out to support Chunlan, she will feel better."

"Why should I support her?" Wei Hong sneered disdainfully: "I have no relationship with her at all, and our relationship is average. She is rushing to her door to be tutored by others. Why should we interfere in other people's family affairs? ? Be careful when Zhou Junyi coaxes you a little, Chunlan will turn around and scold us for meddling in our own business."

"Too!"

Old Wei smiled and did not dare to say any more.

He was not a Holy Mother person either. He was just sick and sought medical treatment just now. Maybe if it were another neighbor who was suffering, the old man would be soft-hearted. Wei Hong broke the matter down and explained it clearly and he gave up the idea.

"I'm going to see Grandma Wang!"

Wei Hong carried Yuanyuan into the side room.

Grandma Wang was lying on the bed and fell asleep with a sick look on her face. She looked in very bad condition. Most of the already gray hair on her head had turned white now, making her look like an old woman in her twilight years.

She and Lao Wei Tou are similar in age, but their situations are very different!

Even though life is getting better now than before, Chunlan's incident has hurt her heart after all. She suffered too much pain when she was young, and her body is probably at the end of its strength.

"Is she going to be okay?"

The little girl Yuanyuan rarely said a word.

Her little face was wrinkled, full of worry and expectation.

Wei Hong knelt down and rubbed her head, and said with a serious smile: "Yes, Grandma Wang will get better, don't worry!"

"Ok!"

Yuanyuan narrowed her eyes happily, as if she was convinced of this.

She has always relied on and trusted Wei Hong 100%, so when he said these words, she smiled with relief.

Wei Hong doesn’t understand how to treat diseases!
  However, he has already studied "Hundred Herbs Physics" to the point of perfection.

Since I can be a poison master, there seems to be nothing wrong with being a doctor.

Whether or not Grandma Wang can be cured is still secondary. Learning one more skill is definitely cost-effective.

"Tomorrow I will go find some medical books and study them. It shouldn't be difficult to cure her and recuperate her. Grandpa's health has been getting worse over the years, so it is imperative to master medical skills!"

"In addition, if one develops excellent medical skills and researches several elixirs, and then sells them through Yan Qinghe over a long period of time, it will definitely be a huge source of wealth!"

"Although I am not short of money now, I will definitely have money to spend after entering the Bone Refining Realm. I need to find more ways to make money!"

Wei Hong murmured to himself, and suddenly felt that this idea was good!
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