Chapter 143: Zhang Wuliu in Pain

The results of Zhu Biao's physical examination surprised Ma Du a little, and it seemed to be reasonable. He was overweight and had a problem with his blood pressure, which was within the normal range, but it was indeed high for a child of his age.

Thinking about it, he is a big fish and meat every day, and after eating, he lies on the table and reads without exercising, which will naturally cause problems.

Although Lao Zhu and Ma Dajia did not understand what blood pressure was, they knew that it was not a small problem when they saw that Ma Du took it so seriously.

Seeing that the two of them looked a little nervous, Ma Du was relieved: "Brother-in-law, sister-in-law, don't be nervous, this is a chronic disease, he is still young and can't show it, as long as he is well-conditioned, it won't be again." ”

Ma Dajia asked, "How should I recuperate?" ”

"Adjust your diet and exercise more. If you don't worry, let Xiaobiao go back to the countryside with me, live for a while, and give you a sturdy son in a few months, just have to suffer a little. ”

"This ...... How much do you have to suffer? "Ma Dajia was a little hesitant.

Lao Zhu said very much: "It's really a loving mother and a loser, what is it for a manly husband to suffer a little, I am soaked in the bitter water jar, isn't this good." When Biao'er was in good health, he took five hundred guards and went back to live with his uncle for a few days. ”

Ma Dajia is not a loving mother, although she is meticulous to a few children in her daily life, but she is very strict in terms of studies and quality, even if Zhu Biao is so sensible, she is not less disciplined. On the contrary, Lao Zhu is like a loving father of a defeated son, and he is quite conniving at his sons, and one by one he does not do anything wrong.

"Sister don't worry, how can the younger brother let Biao'er suffer too much, it's just not as comfortable as in the palace." Ma Du said to Lao Zhu again: "Xiaobiao should eat at my house, shouldn't the guards you send give some food silver, five hundred people can chew a lot of miles."

Lao Zhu pursed his lips disdainfully, "Stingy!" ”

In this era, there is almost no drug resistance, and antibiotics have no problem dealing with small upper respiratory tract infections. In just one day, Zhu Biao returned to normal, two days of life, three days were already good, but it was a pity that Ma Du lacked three life-saving antibiotics.

Then Ma Du took Zhu Biao back to the countryside, Lao Zhu did not send 500 people, only sent 100 personal soldiers, all of them were elite soldiers in a hundred battles on the battlefield, everyone was matched with horses, even against a thousand elite infantry soldiers could easily rush out, not to mention that there were not so many enemy troops near Yingtian, and it was more than enough to protect Zhu Biao.

For Zhu Biao's arrival, the old loach was both surprised and frightened, and immediately changed many rules at home. Especially for eating, although the dishes have increased a lot, the three little girls are no longer allowed to serve on the table, and the old loach arranges for them to eat in other places.

The huge dining table was full of vegetables, but there were only four people: Lao Loach, Ma Du, Xiao Turtle and Zhu Biao. There are so many dishes, even Ma Du usually doesn't have this treatment at home, and it's this standard for three meals a day, you must know that you won't do it like this in the palace, who the hell eats elbows early in the morning!

Ma Du said to the old loach that there was no need for this, and Zhu Biao came here to recuperate his body, and he had to be restrained in his diet.

The old loach said that the son of the world could not eat, he could not help but do it, even if he died of poverty, he could not lose his dignity in front of the son.

Well, Ma Du decided not to persuade anymore, anyway, he would not listen to the report of the account office, tossing and turning at night and unable to sleep, and when the family's money is spent, this standard will naturally be lowered.

The most hateful person is Qi Xiang, he was sent by Lao Zhu to be the head of Zhu Biao's guards, the dishes were just served on the table, and before others ate them, he tasted them one by one, saying that he wanted to try Zhu Biao's dishes, so as not to be poisoned.

Ma Du couldn't bear it anymore, "I said old Qi, I don't object to you giving Xiaobiao a test of dishes, but he only ate this fish today, why did you taste all the dishes." ”

The old Qi said solemnly: "We know that the prince only eats this fish today, but those assassins don't know, if you poison other dishes, it will affect your family, and I can't explain it to the prince!" ”

He spit out a chicken bone, "If you want to die, you will die one, and your whole family will be happy!" Qi Xiang had such noble sentiments and intentions, Ma Du couldn't refuse.

But who in this family would poison Zhu Biao? Most likely, of course, it's the cook. The poor fat cook in the family has to work according to the good banquet three times a day. Every day, I sleep on the second watch and get up on the fifth watch, and my busy feet don't touch the ground.

He wanted the old lady to hire another cook to help him, but the old lady said that the family had no money and couldn't afford to hire a cook. Really out of money? That's three meals a day.

The most terrifying thing is that when he is cooking, there are two guards with knives next to him staring at him, and he must let the two evil gods know that he is putting salt or sugar, not arsenic, otherwise the knife will be on his neck in the next second.

With such a high work intensity and work pressure, the fat cook woke up screaming in a nightmare every day, and his body was even thinner every day, Ma Du almost didn't recognize him, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Slimming down is good for your body!" ”

The cook is sad, Zhang Wuliu is also very sad, in the past, when the old lady was in a good mood or during the New Year's holidays, he could squeeze on the table, but now it is impossible to even let the three young ladies go to the table, and the leftovers are not his share, they are all taken away by the old relatives and cheapened those guards.

couldn't get leftovers, Zhang Wuliu couldn't think of any reason to go to Liu Chujiu's house, from drinking bean juice at the stall in the morning to now, he hadn't seen Chunhua for five hours, he was really panicking.

Turning his head to look at the Qinhuai River, which was dyed red by the sunset, Zhang Wuliu didn't know when he would be able to walk by the river with Chunhua, and it would be better to have another Xiaochunhua and Xiaowuliu.

Lao Liu suddenly patted Zhang Wuliu, "What are you thinking about, the old man and the prince have run away, and we are lagging behind." ”

Zhang Wuliu shook his head weakly, "I didn't think about anything, then let's follow quickly." ”

Lao Liu grabbed Zhang Wuliu and said, "Don't worry, there are so many people who follow us, hehe...... Five or six, I'll ask something. Lao Liu is rare and kind to Zhang Wuliu.

"What's the matter? You said? "I don't know when it started, Zhang Wuliu was a little nervous in the face of Lao Liu.

Lao Liu said: "Five or six, you have also seen my spring flowers, what do you think of my spring flowers?" ”

"Chunchun Chunhua, she's very good!" Hearing Lao Liu mention Chunhua, Zhang Wuliu became even more nervous, and his words were more difficult than that of a turtle, and he didn't know what Lao Liu meant by asking.

"Well, what do you think of the youngest son of the old Cui family in the village?"

"Is that the one who grows strong and knows how to farm and build houses? What's wrong with him? ”

"My family's Chunhua is not young, do you think he is not right with my family's springflower?" Lao Liu took two index fingers and put them together.

"Chunhua, Lao Cui's youngest son!" It was as if a heavenly thunder directly slashed on Zhang Wuliu's heavenly spirit cover, and the three souls and seven spirits were coaxed to not even have scum left, and a heart fell into the bottomless abyss, cold and no longer beating.