Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

"It's just that I'm pregnant, and it's less than two months old."

Seeing that Zhang Ruyi didn't believe it, the doctor shook his head. He didn't say anything, and prescribed a prescription without saying anything.

At this time, the pharmacy was closed, and he still had some medicinal materials at home, so he asked people to follow him to the next door to get the medicine.

Zhang Ruyi clutched her stomach, her eyes were filled with disbelief, Lu's mother was gone, and she had a child again, all of this was too unreal.

Lu Yuanqing had a deep affection for Lu's mother. The mother and son depended on each other for life. Now that he received the bad news suddenly, it took him a long time to wake up. He didn't cry, but straightened his back and didn't say a word.

Seeing that there was nothing to love, Zhang Ruyi was immediately frightened. She wanted to say something, but she felt a hot current flowing down her calf, and the air smelled of blood.

"Miss, you..."

Lan Yi screamed, staring coldly at the blood stains under Zhang Ruyi's skirt, Ji Qiu was able to stand up to the big scene, and hurriedly asked someone to invite the doctor next door.

"Quickly decoct the herbal medicine to prevent miscarriage, otherwise there will be a miscarriage."

The doctor felt his pulse, and then sighed heavily. The current situation is not good, and he must not move. He must lie flat for three months, and he must pay attention to his emotions, not to be too happy or sad.

"Husband, I am pregnant."

Zhang Ruyi didn't know what kind of mood she should be in. What she had been looking forward to for a long time was revealed at this time.

Lu Yuanqing's eyes moved, he became a little bit brighter, and then he became depressed. His mother had been looking forward to her grandson since she was alive, but who would have thought that before she knew the good news, he would be gone.

He wanted to go back to deal with the funeral, but Zhang Ruyi couldn't go with her. On the one hand, she almost had a miscarriage and wanted to stay with her for an abortion. On the other hand, many people died in the village this time, and the resentment was too heavy, which was not good for pregnant women.

It's the same when you go to worship and kowtow after the burial.

Zhang Ruyi was a little moved. She knew very well the importance of Lu's mother in Lu Yuanqing's heart, so she wanted to go back with her. She didn't expect that at this time, he could still think about her.

The two cuddled together and talked quietly, but here, Li Haitang knew nothing about the matter. They had just let the guards open the city gate and walked all the way to the capital.

Originally, it was agreed to go to Lucheng with my cousin to separate, but the fifth son caught wind and cold, and Ruan Pingzhi wanted to stop for a few days, so only his family and his group went on the road.

At dawn on the second day, the group had already arrived at the small county town east of Lucheng, preparing to head towards Kyoto.

Li Haitang and Xiao Lingchuan discussed that the bean bag was still young, and it would be unbearable to travel all day and sit in a carriage, so the couple unanimously decided to spend a day on the road, and then use a day to rest, interspersed like this Come on.

Safety was the main focus of this trip, so Xiao Lingchuan did not choose waterways, nor did he choose some complicated terrain.

A group of people took the official road and walked for more than a day before leaving Lucheng and entering a small town.

The town belongs to the boundary of Fancheng, next to Lucheng.

The folk customs of the town are simple and honest. Li Haitang had never passed by here before, so he decided to stay here for one night.

This is an important throat to enter Lucheng, where there are many restaurants and inns, which are obviously more prosperous.

The couple went to the inn to stay, and walked through several houses in a row, and found that there were no high-class rooms in the inn, only poorer rooms and ordinary bunks were left.

Li Haitang hesitated for a moment, he couldn't ask for too much when he was away from home, but when he entered the ordinary room and took a look, he immediately looked disgusted.

Ancient inns are different from modern hotels. Those bed sheets and gauze curtains are reused. After all, if they are replaced, they can only be washed by hand. Find someone to wash them, which will increase the cost, so they are often not replaced once a month or two.

For this reason, they chose dark-colored bedding, dark brown sheets, but the top has been blackened, and no one knows who ate on the bed, and there is an oil stain on it.

After the epidemic in the border town, she paid special attention to hygiene issues, so she couldn't live in a room in an inn, so she might as well stay in a carriage.

The only bad thing about the carriage is that the clean room is very small, and there is no way to take a shower and wash in it, especially now that it is hot, sitting in the carriage during the day, sweating all over, I always feel that it is not refreshing enough.

"Or, let's find a restaurant to eat first."

Seeing that there was no room in the inn, Xiao Lingchuan was not in a hurry, maybe there would be a room after dinner.

"Cookies!"

Xiaodoubao went out for a trip, and he was curious about everything. He rubbed his stomach with his hand and made a request.

The pancakes he was talking about were a kind of chicken and vegetable pancakes made by Mammy Yu. The chicken and vegetables were chopped into pieces, and then baked into small pancakes the size of chess pieces. Bean buns were his favorite.

"The restaurant doesn't have this thing."

Li Haitang hugged the bean bun and felt a little heavier. If his son wanted to eat it, he had to satisfy it as much as possible.

"How about, let's find a restaurant with normal business, give them some money, and borrow the kitchen?"

It's hot, and I can't hold on to food. This trip, I brought a little pot helmet and cold pickles, but after eating it, Wu Fu, who is not picky, didn't like it.

Li Haitang was a bit bitter in summer, so she saw a jelly seller on the street, bought a bowl, and made some chili oil, crushed peanuts and shredded cucumber, to make up for it.

"Fine."

Li Haitang agreed, fearing that the food in the restaurant would be stale and spoil her stomach, she took Wufu to the market and went back to buy a thick piece of chicken breast and some vegetables.

When buying chicken in small towns, they are all split and sold, which is similar to modern supermarkets. Chicken heads and necks are cheap, while chicken legs and **** are the most expensive.

Every household does not have much oil and water, who has the leisure and elegance to chew on the bones, the more meat, the more sought-after, and of course the price is much higher.

A group of people made a round on the street, and saw a woman who was about to close up.

Li Haitang chose this restaurant mainly because the entrance was swept clean, unlike other houses where green onions were everywhere.

"How many people are there?"

The woman was in her thirties, with sparse eyebrows and eyes. When she saw the visitor, she thought it was a stranger asking for directions, so she didn't take it to heart.

"Auntie, is the restaurant closing?"

It's just past noon, and it's still early. Looking inside along the gap in the door, the tables, chairs and benches are arranged in an orderly manner, and the table is spotless.

"Yeah, I have to go to someone else's house for dinner. We don't have a chef in the restaurant."

After the woman finished speaking, she wanted to close the door again.

There is no chef and no opening, which is the best way, which means that no one will disturb you and you can have a quiet meal.

Li Haitang quickly stated his purpose. If you want to borrow the stove, you will be given money, and you can pay for a meal. When the woman heard this, she waved her hand. Anyway, she didn't plan to continue this shop. Someone will take over in a few days. At that time, the remaining oil, salt, sauce and vinegar will be left to the successor. These are not considered money. Yes, it's better not to charge money and lend it to passing strangers.