There is a Wangfu wife at home

Chapter 352 The Son With Superb Memory (Part [-])
After shortening a set of old clothes in her hand, Li Jiaoniang came downstairs.

Seeing Li Jiaoniang coming, the boy immediately grinned and called her, "Mom, I changed my clothes, they look pretty."

He shook his sleeves, held his robe and looked left and right, smiling happily, with a look of begging for praise.

Although the clothes are old, they are made of fine fine cloth, and Luo Cheng has only worn them three times.

The crow-blue color, wearing it on his body, did not look old-fashioned, on the contrary, it made his skin fairer, and he was not as beautiful as a real person.

The hair had been washed and not completely dried, and the strands of hair piled randomly on the top of his head were dripping down, covering his face.

However, it is still a good-looking face.

"Yeah, Cong'er is so pretty." Li Jiaoniang smiled and nodded, and pushed him down on the chair, "I'll dry your hair for you."

"Okay." The boy sat obediently.

Li Jiaoniang started to say, "How old are you?"

"forget."

Li Jiaoniang: "..." Forget it, if you can't ask, that's all.

She is a doctor, by looking at the facial features and the skin of her fingers, she can guess eight|nine are close to ten.

The boy's age will not exceed 14 years old.

Because his voice is still a child's voice, it has not changed, and the five senses have not developed.

"Besides the name Cong'er, what other name do you have? What do other people call you?" Li Jiaoniang asked again.

Only by knowing his full name can he find his family.

"forget."

Li Jiaoniang: "..." Well, I don't remember.

"Where did you come from?" Li Jiaoniang asked again, "Which road did you come from, show me." Do you remember this?

The boy tilted his head, looking pensive.

Li Jiaoniang thought he remembered, and was about to concentrate on listening when he blinked and said, "I don't remember."

Li Jiaoniang: "..." Not angry, he is a fool, if he is angry with a fool, is he not a fool anymore?

"Well, if you don't remember, you don't remember." The next time she went out, she took him with her every day, but she didn't believe that no one picked him up.

After wiping most of the water off his hair, Li Jiaoniang found a comb for him, "Can you comb your hair?"

The boy held the comb, blinked, and grinned, "Yes."

That's good, she can do her own things, and she will save a lot of worry.

Li Jiaoniang threw the cloth towel into the washing tub and soaked it.

In the main hall outside, someone called her name, "Miss Li, I have a headache, please show me."

"coming."

Li Jiaoniang went to see a doctor in a hurry.

A moment later, she returned to the backyard again, seeing the young man wrestling with her hair with a comb, she couldn't laugh or cry.

"Okay, okay, if you don't know how to comb, put down the comb, I'll comb it for you." Li Jiaoniang walked over and took the comb in his hand.

Where is he combing his hair?He is tearing his hair!

Several strands of hair fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he has a lot of hair, otherwise, he would have to be pulled out by himself to make him bald.

The washed hair was easy to comb, and Li Jiaoniang quickly tied his hair in a bun.

There was no hairpin, so Li Jiaoniang broke off an osmanthus branch to replace it.

A beautiful child looks good no matter how he dresses up.

"Okay, come here and help me." Li Jiaoniang put down the comb and patted her sleeves, "If I don't find you something to do, I'm afraid you will run around and make trouble."

She nodded towards the boy and walked towards the main hall.

The boy followed obediently.

At this moment, no patients came, so Li Jiaoniang sorted out the medicinal materials.

When I looked back, I found that he was very interested in the pot for smashing medicine.

Hold the jar and look left and right.

Li Jiaoniang grabbed the medicine and put it in the jar, "Come on, do as I did, and crush these scorpions into fine powder."

The boy blinked to show he understood.

Excitedly holding the medicine jar, he sat down at the table and started tinkering.

Li Jiaoniang was afraid that he would make trouble, so she said, "I tell you to do something, and you do it. When I don't tell you to do something, you just..." She found a book with pictures and put it in front of him, "You just do it." Let's read a picture book and play."

The young man stared at the album, his eyes were full of surprise, "Okay."

He put down the medicine jar and flipped through the books.

I was very happy to turn it over.

The matter of smashing medicine was ignored by him.

Li Jiaoniang rolled her eyes: "..." Don't be angry, this is your son, don't be angry!

She snatched the book, put it aside, and stuffed the medicine jar into the young man's hand, "First smash the medicinal materials and grind them into powder for me to check before you are allowed to read the book, understand?"

As she spoke, she pinched some of the medicinal powder at the bottom of the jar to show him, "Mash them all up like this."

The boy blinked and frowned, holding the pot and continuing to pound the medicine.

It's just that, he fiddled a few times, and glanced at the album with sad eyes.

Li Jiaoniang laughed angrily.

Luo Cheng walked in from outside the gate with a bag of things in his arms.

The young man raised his head, smiled slightly, and called "Father".

The smile of the sunny boy has always been able to clear away the haze in people's hearts.

When Luo Cheng saw his smile, his expression was not very good-looking, but because of the "Father", he was slightly embarrassed, and coughed lightly, "I combed my hair too? Very good, this is very good."

This is the only way to look like a human being, just now it was just a mud monkey.

I don't know whose children were raised like this.

Li Jiaoniang looked into his hands, "What did you buy?"

"Three pieces of soap mud, half a roast chicken, a bag of salt, a bag of candy, and a handful of vegetables." Luo Cheng looked at the boy, "Can you cook?"

The boy shook his head, "No."

Luo Cheng snorted softly, "I knew you wouldn't."

He put half a roast chicken and a bag of candy on the table, and took other things to the backyard.

The teenager looked at the bag of candies, blinking his eyes.

Li Jiaoniang opened the paper bag, "Eat."

Orange-flavored candies are orange in color and have an attractive aroma.

The boy grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing a few times, he complained, "It's not as delicious as Grandma's."

Li Jiaoniang smiled, isn't she hungry, is she picky?
"Who is Grandma?"

"Grandma is grandma."

Li Jiaoniang sighed: "..." It means that she didn't ask.

The sky was getting dark, and the day was coming to an end, so Li Jiaoniang lit a lamp.

The gray curly ball snatched the bag of candy and hid upstairs to eat it. It cursed, "If you don't like it, don't eat it, hey——"

The young man pounded the medicine very seriously. The pills that were originally the size of nail shells were all smashed into the size of rice grains by him.

Then put it into a grinding stone and grind it to make a medicinal powder.

But it's getting late today, and this job has to be done tomorrow.

Luo Cheng was cooking in the kitchen.

He is now a very qualified home cook.

Today's dinner is sliced ​​roast chicken, fried vegetables, fried brook fish, hibiscus egg custard, mushroom broth, and fragrant white rice.

Li Jiaoniang and Luo Cheng are now doing light physical labor, and there is no shortage of oil and water in their stomachs. They no longer need to eat a lot of meat to stay hungry like in Jinshan Village.

They usually eat only three dishes, sometimes noodle soup or porridge for dinner, and sometimes buns with soup.

In short, they ate very little for dinner.

Today there is an extra son, and the son needs to eat when he grows up, so Luo Cheng cooks two more dishes.

The boy was very interested in mushroom broth and hibiscus custard, and he ate almost all of them.

After the meal, Luo Cheng called the boy to wash the dishes together.

The boy looked at the bowls, plates and chopsticks in the crockpot, clutching the dishcloth with a dazed expression on his face.

Luo Cheng sighed, "I don't think you will either. With such beautiful hands, where has he ever washed the dishes? Stand aside!"

He snatched the rag from the boy's hand and went to wash the dishes by himself.

Li Jiaoniang smiled and said, "Don't be in a hurry, I'll teach him slowly, he doesn't know how to do rough work, but he can always do fine work, he was very good at making medicine just now."

The boy heard that he was being praised and grinned.

Luo Cheng snorted, and cleaned the bowl with a crisp sound.

Li Jiaoniang closed the door of the medical hall, and when she was sorting out the medical books, she found that one of them was scratched by the claws of the gray hairy ball.

She was so angry that she cursed a few words, "Xiao Tiantian, bite the medical book again, and I will stew you!"

The little guy was frightened, and he huddled under the bed upstairs, not daring to come out, "I thought it was edible, but it smelled like candy."

Li Jiaoniang found a pen and ink, and began to copy the damaged page.

The boy walked over to look and said, "I know this."

Li Jiaoniang asked, "What do you know?"

He pointed to the words written by Li Jiaoniang, "This."

Li Jiaoniang: I'll go, why didn't she think of it?He looks fair and clean, and he wears good materials. He must have studied.

"Okay, you copy it accordingly." Li Jiaoniang gave him the pen and smoothed out the torn pages so that he could read them more easily.

The young man glanced at it, and the thin and powerful Huizong font appeared vividly on the paper.

Emperor Huizong recreated the thin characters of the previous dynasty and invented the famous thin gold font.

The font is very beautiful, thin and strong. Li Jiaoniang loves this font the most, but she has never learned its essence.

Seeing that the young man wrote better handwriting than her, she wanted to become a teacher.

"Who did you learn calligraphy from?" Li Jiaoniang tried to ask him about his life experience. It is not easy to write calligraphy so well at such a young age.

"forget."

Well, let's not ask, anyway, I can't ask.

There are only a few hundred words on a page, and the boy quickly finished copying it.

"I can still write." He pinched his pen and said with a lot of meaning.

"What to write?" Li Jiaoniang couldn't understand.

"This." He pointed to the cover of the medical book, "The Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine."

Li Jiaoniang narrowed her eyes, she only had the first half volume of this "Huang Di Nei Jing", and she hadn't found the second half volume.

In her previous life, although she was familiar with medical books, she didn't know how to recite the whole book, and only remembered the medicines for various diseases.

So after traveling through time, she was very keen on collecting medical books to consolidate her medical knowledge.

The boy said he would, did he read the second half?

"Then write it down quickly." Li Jiaoniang drew another blank sheet of paper and spread it in front of the boy.

He didn't even think about it, just picked up a pen and wrote.

Swipe, swipe, and write a page soon.

Li Jiaoniang was overjoyed, spread out another piece of paper, and finished writing in the same way.

Li Jiaoniang simply put a large stack of papers in front of him, "You can write as much as you want." She smiled and said, "If you write more, Mom will be rewarded."

The boy was happy, "I want to fly a kite."

Li Jiaoniang: "..." In the middle of the night, aren't you afraid that the kite will get entangled in the tree? "Let's change it. It's dark outside. The kite can't see the direction and can't fly."

The boy tilted his head and thought for a while, "I want to read the book with pictures."

This one, there are many, many, she loves the storybooks the most, and Luo Cheng will buy them back as soon as he sees them for sale.

She has collected dozens of them.

"It's easy to say, this mother will definitely give it to me." Li Jiaoniang found three notebooks with pictures and spread them out in front of him, "I'll show you after writing them."

The boy's eyes brightened with joy, "Well, I want both."

He glanced at the picture book, and continued to write vigorously.

Occasionally I stop to think about it, but most of the time, I write without stopping.

He writes one page, and Li Jiaoniang reads one.

Li Jiaoniang was surprised and delighted, did she pick up a treasure?
He was able to silently write the "Huangdi Neijing" verbatim!

Most of the writing on a stack of paper, Li Jiaoniang excitedly sorted it out.

After Luo Cheng washed the dishes and boiled the bath water, he entered the main hall and called Li Jiaoniang.

Li Jiaoniang gave him the medical book written silently by the young man, "Brother Luo Cheng, I never thought that Cong'er's memory is so good that he can write the "Huangdi Neijing" silently."

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows, "How do you know that what he wrote silently is correct?"

Li Jiaoniang smiled and said, "Of course I know, I read it very well when I was a child, but my memory is not as good as his. He wrote it out, and when I think back to what I have memorized before, it is word for word."

Luo Cheng glanced at the young man and said, "Jiaoniang, it seems that this child is not born stupid, has he become stupid because of something? You see if his head has been injured. It is said that his head is injured. However, you will lose your memory and deafness."

Li Jiaoniang nodded, "I just thought of this, I'll show him right now."

She put down the pile of copied medical scriptures in her hand, and said to the young man, "Come on, let me see your arm."

She grabbed his arm and felt his pulse.

The pulse condition is normal and there is no abnormality.

Li Jiaoniang stretched out her hand to caress his forehead again, closed her eyes, and checked his brain structure with different eyes.

At this time, she discovered the situation.

He did get hurt!

"How?" Seeing that her brows were furrowed, Luo Cheng hurriedly asked.

Li Jiaoniang withdrew her hand, "It is true that he was injured, but the injury lasted for too long and cannot be healed." She looked at the young man's face, "He seems to have been stimulated, and it may be difficult for him to return to normal."

Luo Cheng looked at Li Jiaoniang, "That is to say, he will be a fool for a long time? Or will he be a fool forever?"

Li Jiaoniang frowned, "Almost, I'll try to fix it."

Although it was a strange young man, this young man called her mother and recognized Luo Cheng as his father. As the old saying goes, meeting is fate.

For this fate, she should help.

"Since it's an intractable disease, treat it slowly. Don't worry all the time. You won't be in a hurry." Luo Cheng didn't want Li Jiaoniang to be burdened, so he held her hand and comforted her.

"I understand, it's late today, let's talk about it tomorrow." Li Jiaoniang said with a smile.

"I'm going to tidy up another bedroom and come out."

Luo Cheng went up to the second floor and tidied up the bedroom.

Li Jiaoniang went to her and Luo Cheng's bedroom on the second floor to find a change of clothes for the boy.

She changed another set, the color of this set was aqua blue, and she wore the two sets interchangeably.

After arranging the bedroom, Luo Cheng took the clothes and urged the boy to take a bath.

In the afternoon, Luo Cheng supervised him. He washed everything inside and out, and now he is going to bed. He only asked him to wash his face, brush his teeth, and soak his feet.

The young man is very obedient, what Luo Cheng says, he will do.

Although a bit stupid, but very obedient, Luo Cheng is quite satisfied with the cheap son.

The stairs separate the two bedrooms upstairs into two rooms on the left and right.

The boy lives in the west room, while Li Jiaoniang and Luo Cheng live in the east room.

He followed Luo Cheng into the bedroom, looking around curiously.

Luo Cheng shook off the quilt on the bed, "You sleep here, remember, after you sleep on the bed, you must close your eyes and sleep, and you are not allowed to open the door and run around."

He didn't want to go to his son in the middle of the night when he was sleeping soundly.

He would rather find Jiao Niang.

The boy was a little afraid of him, so he nodded obediently, "I know."

Luo Cheng glanced at him before leaving.

Li Jiaoniang and Luo Cheng both thought that the boy would make trouble at night, but who knows, they didn't see him making trouble until dawn.

When the two walked out of the bedroom, the boy was sitting on the threshold of his bedroom, resting his chin on his hand in a daze.

Li Jiaoniang laughed, "Brother Luo Cheng, don't let him walk out of the bedroom door at will. He remembers it well. Look, he has been sitting there. Even if his clothes are not neatly dressed, his hair is also very messy." She turned to the boy. Walk over, "I'll comb his hair."

Luo Cheng pulled her, "I'll go, you go wash your face. Boys have to be trained by their fathers to be manly, don't worry about mothers."

Li Jiaoniang smiled, "Okay, okay, take care of it." She called out, "Morning, Cong'er."

The boy smiled and ran towards the two, "Father, mother."

"Your father combs your hair, I'll go downstairs and wash your face." Li Jiaoniang waved to him and went downstairs.

The boy looked at her back, feeling a little lost.

"You're so big, still clinging to your mother?" Luo Cheng sneered, "Come into the room and put on your clothes again."

He couldn't tell the difference between the pros and cons, but he was really convinced!

The boy nodded obediently, "Oh."

After entering the house, Luo Cheng patiently taught him how to identify the front and back of the clothes and how to tie the clothes.

He tidied up his clothes and taught him how to comb his hair.

The boy kept nodding and kept answering, "Understood."

　My son is not soy sauce~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)