MTL - I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times-Chapter 145 cursing

Chapter 145 Cursing

"I read through it with your father at the time, and then I remembered that what we were making was the most traditional Qiuli ointment. If we added Sichuan scallops, lilies, Ophiopogon japonicus and other medicinal materials, it would be a symptomatic treatment for various diseases. Cough."

“Mother is not a doctor and cannot add medicinal materials without permission. She can only make this traditional Qiuli ointment.”

 As Xiao Wu listened to his mother's narration, the last doubts in his heart dissipated.

He knew that Chang Xiucai was a kind and generous master, and he had the best relationship with his father. It was not surprising that he could lend his father the medical classics.

 “My mother is great, my son is ashamed.”

 ‘Dad once said it was right, there is a room of gold in the book. My mother really put the things recorded in the book into her life and made money. This alone is a hundred times better than him. ’

Bai Yunxi listened to Xiao Wu’s thoughts and curled the corners of her lips.

"Although you have read a lot of books, they are all for the scientific examination and are targeted. I know that your father does not allow you to waste your time by reading idle books. In fact, it is very interesting to read idle books in your free time. Mom, those During my free time, I did read a lot and became fascinated by it."

 In terms of educating children, Lao Juren is a bit rigid and inflexible. But that person never restricted the original owner from reading this ordinary book. Not only did he not stop it, he also helped her search for it.

 If nothing else, the relationship between Lao Ju and the original owner is stronger than gold.

Xiao Wu looked at the smile in his mother's eyes and pursed his lips.

He had to admit that his father's different treatment was just because his mother said once that the Book of Revelation was good, and his father would find a copy for his mother every now and then. He saw it many times and dared to get angry but dare not say anything.

Thinking of the past, Xiao Wu moved the corners of his mouth and sighed faintly,

　　‘If I had known that even if he was scolded by his father, he would secretly watch it with his mother, maybe he would also be able to remember one or two ideas for making money. ’

Hearing Xiao Wu's regret, Bai Yunxi gave him a teasing look. Fortunately, you didn't dare to think about it, otherwise wouldn't this mother's background be exposed?

Just when she was about to say something, she heard a curse coming from the road outside the courtyard.

"Mom, we are really not lazy... I don't know who the **** unloaded our cart and threw the wheels into the river. We were tired all day and had to find the wheels. The boss was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Assemble it."

 Assembling the car was more tiring than working. Although they spent some time in the fields, they have not been idle for a moment since they found that the car fell apart.

“Hmph, how could a good car fall apart? Your brother used it for several days and it was fine, so why did it fall apart in your hands?”

Mrs. Song was leaning on a cane and rolled her eyes at the second daughter-in-law. She was so lazy that she dared to be lazy under her nose and broke her dog legs.

“Mom, why don’t you believe me?”

 An old woman knows how to be partial. Songzhuang's ninja anger took a step forward and punched Song Laoer.

“Master, please tell me, is this car falling apart?”

Song Laoer was pulling the cart. When he heard his wife’s question, he turned around and bared his teeth at the old lady.

“Mom, the cart is really falling apart. Maybe my brother didn’t check it after using it. The mortise and tenon joints are loose. It’s time to replace the parts.”

"Bah~, you two are wearing the same pair of pants and you both want to fool me. You are just lazy. You can't cover up for her. I eat more salt than you eat rice. Why is she pooping when she sticks her **** out? I can’t even think of hiding it from the old lady.”

 (End of this chapter)