Su Jinsong was happy. In fact, what she was most worried about was her husband's inferiority complex as a child, which would be extremely detrimental to his future. How could a person who has no self-confidence and always bows his head and obeys be a majestic and decisive person?

Where are the high-ranking officials who have been punished? Qiu Wuhen has always been submissive and submissive since he married into the Su family. Although the Su family can understand this, they are anxious. They don't need an obedient son-in-law, they need an obedient son-in-law.

My uncle will be able to become a general in the future and honor his ancestors. Now that he finally sees Qiu Wuhen being able to show off his majesty, he can't help but feel happy.

Su Jinsong snuggled into her husband's arms very comfortably. Now she felt much more at ease and fell asleep quickly.

Qiu Wuhen was not sleepy, looking at the dark and hazy drug store through the moonlight outside the window. Today was a very good start, maybe tomorrow will be better.

However, this cold night made his heart feel heavy.

It's too cold, and silk cotton is still a luxury product in this era. There are no silk quilts. Although it feels better to hold it for warmth, it is still very cold.

He felt a little cold and feverish. Could it be that he had caught a cold? He must not get sick. If he fell ill, the Su family would have no income.

Whether there will be income or not is a matter of the future. The most urgent thing now is how to keep warm. I have just fallen asleep and it is still early before dawn.

But everything in the room that could be used to keep warm was placed on the quilt. Even if I turned over, my clothes would fall off, making me shiver from the cold.

After thinking about it, he decided to ask the magical medicinal gourd in his head if there was any way. So he asked silently in his mind: "Brother Calabash, are you asleep? I have something to discuss with you."

The medicinal gourd suddenly popped out, still swaying back and forth in that crooked way. It seemed to say: I am here, have something to say.

Qiu Wuhen couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly asked: "I'm so cold, is there any way you can help me?"

Yao Gulu shook his head for a moment, and then a line of words appeared:

I will help you only when your life is at stake. The rest is up to you.

"I'm going to freeze to death, doesn't it count as a life-threatening situation?"

Doesn’t count!

After a line of words appeared, it disappeared into my mind along with the medicine gourd.

He's really stingy, and he doesn't even want to help me with this little help.

Su Jinsong had already fallen asleep in his arms. Perhaps he felt too cold in his sleep, so he kept crawling into Qiu Wuhen's arms.

Qiu Wuhen hugged her tightly, closed his eyes and counted the sheep, thinking about the feeling of sitting in a warm air-conditioned room. Hey, it actually worked. It seemed like it wasn't so cold anymore.

However, he soon discovered that it was the body heat of the lady in his arms that warmed him. Su Jinsong's whole body was like a warm baby, and it was human-shaped, which made his body warm very quickly, and he even felt a little hot.

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Su Jinsong turned around in his sleep, with his back to Qiu Wuhen, and his cold back was warmed by his arms.

Qiu Wuhen hugged her from behind and rested his head on her hair, feeling less cold. This little girl is actually quite good. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

I slept very soundly and peacefully until dawn the next day.

Su Jinsong opened his eyes and found that no one was around him. His husband was not there. Who knew where he had gone?

She was startled, got up and looked around, but saw no one.

She hurriedly got up and put on her clothes. She found that the door was not closed, so she quickly pulled it out and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that her husband was boxing in the open space at the door of the house. This kind of boxing was slow and leisurely, and the movements were very gentle.

It looks pretty good.

Before Qiu Wuhen traveled through time, he liked to get up in the morning and exercise. His favorite sport was Tai Chi, which was the favorite of the elderly, but he liked it very much because it could hone his will and made him feel comfortable after the boxing session.

He didn't play in the past few days after time travel, not because he didn't want to, but because it was too cold, especially in the morning. In the past, he could go to an indoor gym. If not, he could wear thicker clothes and gloves and it wouldn't be too cold.

But now my clothes are thin and it’s as cold as a dog outside.

However, he felt that he could not use the cold weather as an excuse not to exercise, otherwise his health would get worse and worse. So he went to the front yard early and started practicing Tai Chi.

He was so angry that he found that Su Jinsong had gotten up and was standing behind him, but his Tai Chi did not stop and continued to do it slowly.

Su Jinsong stood aside curiously, rubbing his hands and stamping his feet, and said, "Mr. sir, what are you doing? Are you boxing? Why do you do such strange punches?"

Qiu Wuhen said: "Go inside quickly, it's freezing outside, be careful of catching a cold."

Su Jinsong agreed and ran into the house.

After Qiu Wuhen finished a set of punches, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked around the empty yard with his hands behind his back.

Their village is on a slope, and the Su family's old house is close to the top of the slope. You can see most of the village.

In the morning light, there were already curls of smoke from some houses. In the cold winter, the smoke seemed to have solidified, and it did not move for a long time.

The morning mist spreads in the distance, and it feels so comfortable.

Suddenly, he saw two people coming towards him on the mountain road. Judging from their appearance, they were the cow-water vat where he came to apprentice yesterday, and his father, who was a butcher.

Qiu Wuhen turned around and entered the house. He saw that Su Jinsong had packed up the bedding and was sweeping the floor and wiping the table. It was almost done, so he pulled him over and covered her face, which was red with cold, with his hands.

, said: "Look at how cold you are, go into the house quickly. I saw the cow butcher coming with his son, he must be here to become a disciple."

Although the Su family is a wealthy businessman, they also attach great importance to ethics. In principle, the female family members do not see outsiders. So Su Jinsong smiled and nodded, turned around and walked quickly to the back door, lifted the curtain and went to the backyard.

Qiu Wuhen sat down behind the table. There was only a glass of cold water on the table. It was not frozen and slightly rippling. Apparently Su Jinsong had just brought it to him. There was a well at the back of the yard, which did not freeze all year round. They were drinking from it now.

Well water, in order to save firewood, can only be drunk cold and not heated.

Qiu Wuhen took a few sips of cold water, then picked up a medical book, shook his head and started reading.

Many medical books contain traditional Chinese characters, and they are all arranged vertically. He can barely recognize the traditional Chinese characters, but these vertical characters have no punctuation, which makes them very tiring to read. Many of them are in semi-classical Chinese, and they are

He was not very familiar with traditional Chinese medicine. Although he had medicinal gourds in his head, he did not help him study. He had to study hard on his own, which was still very difficult.

Qiu Wuhen stuttered a bit while reading, so he deliberately muffled his voice so that even outsiders would think he was reading fluently instead of stammering, so as not to be embarrassed.

At this time, the door opened and the cow butcher came in with his son.

Niu Tu is tall and strong, but his son is a fat man.

The cow butcher nodded and bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Qiu, I've sent my son here."

Qiu Wuhen nodded and glanced at the cow water tank.

Niu Shuitan carried a schoolbag, which was sewn with blue cloth and slung over his shoulder. It contained the four treasures of the study. He respectfully saluted Qiu Wuhen: "Good morning, master!"

Qiu Wuhen said: "Study medicine with me. You have to be able to endure hardships and memorize a lot of medical books..."

"Ah, no, no," the cow butcher waved his hand, interrupting Qiu Wuhen, "I don't study medicine, I only study. My son is pretty smart, but he doesn't have a good teacher to teach him. Now you can teach him."

That's much better. You are the only scholar in our village. Mr. Linghu Ding is not from our village. He is a foreigner who came to Master Fei's house to teach. You are the only scholar in our village."

"You don't need to teach him medicine, and I don't plan for him to be a doctor in the future. Anyway, he will still kill pigs with me in the future. However, it is really a disadvantage for him not to know how to read. And he can't settle accounts. People often give me

I don’t know how little money he has, because he doesn’t know how to calculate accounts or keep accounts. Just teach him how to read and write and don’t think he is blind. I don’t ask him to get any fame, I just ask him to read a little bit.
Chapter completed!