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"Aren't you afraid of being stolen if you ask someone to copy the prescription?" Lin Qian asked doubtfully.

Grandpa: "At that time, how many people really knew how to read? If you know a hundred or eighty characters, you can be regarded as a cultural person, as long as you can copy."

"Then how do you know that my aunt often sells prescriptions?"

" Are you still afraid that I won't be able to smear her?" Grandpa glanced at Lin Qian, hating him for not being able to make it, and said: "I wouldn't know if she hadn't come to me to ask for the next prescription! I'll think about it when I tell her that she has nothing to do Sell ​​it, if it's okay, it's a golden job if you keep it, but she's looking for someone to rush to sell it! At that time, when your father was still young, she came to me and said that someone wanted to spend 30,000 yuan to buy the whole book. Ask me for the latter, and she thinks I'm being careful not to give her the original!"

"My dad was young, so thirty thousand yuan was a lot at that time." Lin Qian thought about the prices at that time.

"Fart! Short-sightedness!" Grandpa spat, "Medicine has a price, and prescriptions are priceless! Look at the news, how many families have prescriptions handed down, all of them are in the prescription, and not a single word is leaked." , Lin Fengying, the prodigal son, rushed to sell it! I understand why the ancestors made the rules and passed them on to the boy, every girl is a prodigal!"

The prescription in Lin Fengying's hand was given by her grandfather himself.

Lin Qian wrapped the book in floral cloth again, and grandpa took it directly and put it in the iron box, closed the lid and handed it to Lin Qian: "Let's go, go home."

On the way back, he took two quick steps and returned home. At the door of the house, Lin Qian opened the door and let grandpa in first.

"Who have you never thought of giving it to for so many years?" Lin Qian only remembered to ask.

"Why didn't I think about it? I wanted to give it to your aunt. Your aunt was learning from the barefoot doctor in the village. She learned it well. Once your grandma caught a cold, it was your aunt who took medicine to cure it." At that time, I thought, when your aunt is out of the teacher or married, I will give her the book. How can you think that your aunt will have a short life, and there will be no more than sixteen people." The grandfather sighed. , Eye circles are wet.

The grandfather and his wife gave birth to a total of six children, and now there is not one left. The first child has given the most affection. Unfortunately, it is destined that there will be no children, and one after another will go ahead.

Lin Qian poked his grandfather's heart again when he saw it, and tried to divert his attention with a busy smile: "Don't you say that a woman's prodigal family can't be given to a woman?" "Nonsense ,

can your aunt be the same? She has been sensible since she was a child!"

The coolness in the house dissipates the heat outside.

"It's not raining today, the sun is scorching hot."

"It was raining hot a few days ago, you didn't miss it. It's just that God doesn't make people feel good, and it's torturing people."

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