Mr. Jiang forcefully knocked his pipe, "You’re confused, aren’t you!"
"At our age, it’s inevitable we’ll get sick or hurt once or twice, won’t we need a doctor?"
Mrs. Zhou still disdainfully said, "So what, isn’t there more than one doctor in the world!"
Mr. Jiang shook his head repeatedly, "You know nothing!"
"Her medical skills are not ordinary!"
"Even better than her father’s!"
Mrs. Zhou asked doubtfully, "Really?"
Doctor Gu’s medical skills were well-known around several counties. Being better than Doctor Gu is something else.
Mr. Jiang nodded vigorously.
Mrs. Zhou couldn’t understand, "She’s only in her teens? Even if she started learning from the womb, she couldn’t have surpassed Doctor Gu, could she?"
Mr. Jiang waved his hand, "You don’t understand, whether reading or studying medicine, it’s all about talent."
"When Erlang wanted to study, didn’t Da Lang also insist on going? And what happened after we sent him? "
"After a year of studying, he could only write his own name, haha, people are not the same."
Mrs. Zhou stayed silent.
Mr. Jiang continued, "I heard her say today that she charges one qian of silver for a consultation."
"What do you think—"
Mrs. Zhou quickly responded, "Then she can earn quite a lot of money in a year."
Mr. Jiang nodded, "This is when her reputation isn’t well-known, once it spreads, she could easily earn twenty to thirty taels of silver in a year."
Mrs. Zhou hissed, "Old man, shouldn’t we have refrained from dividing the family with Da Lang?"
Mr. Jiang nodded, "I didn’t think it through at the time."
"Moreover, with her excellent medical skills and the money for medicine, Da Lang’s leg might get better!"
Mrs. Zhou was stunned, "Really?"
If Jiang Youzhi’s leg could recover, then what was the point of dividing the family?
Mrs. Zhou pondered, "Maybe, once Da Lang’s leg is healed, we can call them back?"
Mr. Jiang chuckled, "Do you think Da Lang’s family are fools?"
He sighed deeply, "It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have revealed Da Lang’s background that day."
"Even if they agreed to come back, if word got out later, Da Lang would surely have a grudge in his heart."
Mrs. Zhou thought for a moment, "Old man, are you really thinking of getting them back?"
Mr. Jiang took a deep drag from his pipe, "I do have that intention."
Having said it, he seemed relieved.
"Fortunately, there’s still time."
"At the end of the year, Zhao Lizheng will report changes in the population of nearby villages to the government office. It’s still not October, I’ll go find Zhao Lizheng tomorrow and get back the document on the division; we’ll pretend it never happened."
Mrs. Zhou slapped the bed, "But that won’t do, I already gave out fifteen taels of silver, what about that money?"
Mr. Jiang felt the pain too, and said helplessly, "That money is probably not recoverable, let’s consider it as buying medicine for Erlang. As long as his leg gets better, any amount of money is worth it."
He stood up, "No, I must go find Zhao Lizheng right now."
He walked a few steps and instructed Mrs. Zhou, "From now on, don’t curse at Da Lang’s wife anymore."
Mrs. Zhou snorted, not cursing her was impossible. The more she could earn, the more she’d need to keep that little whore in line.
Only when she’s in line, could her earned silver be handed over completely.
Mr. Jiang hurriedly went to find Zhao Lizheng with his pipe in hand.
As he passed through the yard, Mr. Jiang glanced at the east wing and coincidentally locked eyes with Yun Jiao under the window.