The old doctor retracted his hand, glanced at Lao Zhou, who was pretending to be unconscious with his eyes closed on the bed, and smiled at Qian: "It's okay, I'll just prescribe him two sets of medicine. As people get older, they have more problems, so quit drinking."

Great sorrow, great joy, great surprise, great fear.”

The old doctor smiled and said: "Young people may not be able to withstand sorrow, joy and fear, let alone the elderly."

Lao Zhoutou, who doesn't feel how old he is:...

Seeing that the old doctor was still blabbering, Old Zhou couldn't help but open his eyes.

Zhou Dalang saw it with sharp eyes and said happily: "Mom, dad is awake."

Man Bao immediately stuck his head out from behind, and was pushed back by Zhou Dalang. He felt that his father might not want to see Man Bao's round head at this moment.

Man Bao couldn't help but pouted. She had clearly stabbed her father to wake him up. His eyelids moved slightly, obviously he had been awake all the time.

Huh, daddy is pretending to be comatose.

Old Zhou Tou "woke up" and was about to sit up. Zhou Dalang quickly supported him and put a pillow behind his back.

Lao Zhou glanced around the room and asked vaguely: "Where are the things?"

Old Zhou's family knew what he was asking as soon as they heard it. Zhou Dalang looked at Zhou Erlang, who immediately said: "Dad, it's in the room, behind the screen. Do you want to see it?"

Lao Zhoutou breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the old doctor: "Excuse me for running around, I have nothing important to do."

The old doctor nodded in agreement, but he was also a little curious, "What did you see? You were surprised, happy, and scared at the same time?"

He understood the combination of surprise and joy, and he also understood the combination of surprise and fear, but the combination of surprise and fear made him a little confused.

The old doctor thought that he was not good at studying and had misread his pulse and his face. But now he looked at the faces of Lao Zhoutou and Lao Zhou's family, and he knew that he was right.

I couldn't help but become more curious.

Lao Zhou coughed lightly, then held his head and shouted that it hurt.

The old doctor knew that this was not to be taken as idle talk. He smiled and shook his head, and went out with Zhou Dalang, hands behind his back, to write the prescription.

Fortunately, the old doctor asked carefully before he came, and Zhou Dalang said that his father might be dizzy from anger or from joy, so he brought some appropriate medicine with him.

At this time, he wrote a prescription, grabbed two doses of medicine from the medicine box and gave them to them, and then said: "If he still doesn't feel well after two doses of medicine, let him come to me at the market."

Zhou Dalang felt that a dose of medicine was enough. Didn't he know that his father had asked for something just now?

So he agreed with a smile and took the cart to take the old doctor home.

Unexpectedly, the old doctor waved his hand and said: "No, no, since I'm here, I'll go see the old lady of the Bai family in a while, and they will take me back to their house."

"Old Mrs. Bai can't eat again?"

The old doctor nodded with a smile, shook his head and said: "The old lady just ate too much meat and couldn't digest it. It's such a hot day and there's a bit of bitter summer, so she can't eat."

Zhou Dalang was speechless, he couldn't imagine eating too much meat, but... "It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it's still the bitter summer?"

"So do you think it's hot now?"

Zhou Dalang nodded.

"That's right, the weather is hot and poor diet is common."

Although the old doctor said there was no need to send it, Zhou Dalang still carried the medicine box and sent the old doctor to Bai's house on the other side of the river before returning home.

Xiao Qian has already prepared the medicine. After boiling one dose of medicine twice, two doses can be taken for two days.

Lao Zhou pretended to have a headache for a while. When he heard that the old doctor was gone, he immediately said to Zhou Zhou, "Go and bring me the money."

Qian glanced at him and said, "Let's go to the main room. It's dark in the room. Where can we see it?"

Two boxes of silver were placed in front of Lao Zhou. He first glanced at the five ingots of silver in the book box, and then looked at the forty-nine neatly arranged in the bamboo box. He reached out and touched it, feeling refreshed.

Feeling happy, he waved his hand and said, "Take it into the house and put it away for your mother to keep."

Man Bao immediately refused and said, "Dad, I earned this, 40% of it belongs to me."

Lao Zhou glanced at her and said, "You are so young, what do you do with so much money? Let your mother keep it for you and use it as a dowry in the future."

Man Bao: "I want to spend money!"

Lao Zhoutou immediately said grandly: "I asked your mother to give you ten cents, and you can spend it as you like!"

Manbao's eyes almost popped out of his head and he shouted: "No, ten cents, how can ten cents be enough?"

"Why is it not enough? You are so young. How could I have ten cents to spend when I was your age?"

"When you were as old as her, I didn't see you earning dozens of silver ingots back." Qian said, "Don't hold back Man Bao, their farm also costs money."

Old Zhoutou remembered, "You knew about Manbao's harvesting of wheat seeds a long time ago, and you hid it from me. It would be strange for me to believe you."

Qian just looked at him and said nothing.

Lao Zhoutou's momentum dropped, and he muttered: "Okay, if you don't let me know, then you won't let me know. Then, that kid shouldn't have so much money with him..."

"Okay," Mrs. Qian said in a soft voice: "Can Man Bao be like an ordinary child? If you break the rules today and don't give her any money, next time she will make money outside without telling you.

.”

Lao Zhoutou felt a blockage in his heart.

Qian said quietly: "This is free money, Man Bao, please do the math, how much money is it to hand over 60%?"

Man Bao had already calculated, "It's three hundred and twenty-four taels."

Lao Zhoutou's eyes widened and he touched the silver ingot in his hand without saying anything for a long time.

When Zhou Dalang came back from outside, he saw everyone gathered around his father. He looked around and didn't know what had happened. He could only comfort his father again, "Dad, don't be angry with Man Bao. She's not here."

You got into trouble and earned so much money for your family, right?"

He looked honest and honest, and said cheerfully: "With so much money, 60% of it is for people of all ages."

Only then did Lao Zhoutou roll his eyes and said: "You will enjoy it, you have grown so big in vain, and the seven of us together do not earn as much as your sister. How shameful!"

Zhou Dalang led his younger brothers and sisters in silence, but he was not convinced, because daddy, you don't earn as much as Manbao.

But Lao Zhoutou finally relented. He sighed and said, "Okay, let's split it up."

He took the lead and said, "Three hundred and twenty-four taels, right? I'll pick them."

He also took out the five silver ingots from Manbao's book box, put them in a pile and slowly compared them. Manbao looked helpless and said, "Dad, they all look the same."

Seeing him dilly-dallying, Man Bao took action directly, selected twenty-one silver ingots and threw them towards him.

Old Zhoutou quickly shouted: "More, more."

Manbao fought with him and shouted: "It's not much. My four percent is twenty-one, and you have to give me another six taels."

When it comes to settling accounts, ten old Zhoutou are no match for Man Bao. Soon he was confused by Man Bao's accounts.
Chapter completed!