The Man Who Raised a husband Through Ancient Times

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　But after waiting for a month, Zhao Xiaohu’s small yard was built for him. Wu Du came to the medicine shop every now and then for the first three days, but did not propose marriage. Dr. Jiang's attitude towards him changed from a smile on his face to an old face with a shrug, and he wanted to pluck his clothes and scold him for being a heartless person. Is there anyone like him? As long as he flirts with her or not marries her, he won't wait any longer and will take Brother Xin back to the countryside!

　It's not that Wu Dutou didn't want to propose marriage, he wanted to do so to death, but he only had two taels of silver in his hand and couldn't even afford the betrothal gift. Ordinarily, he has a salary, the county government office's monthly salary, and the filial piety of others, how can he only have ten taels a month? But Wu Dutou has a very bad problem. He is generous and generous, and has many friends. He spends money as quickly as it comes. Drinking wine and eating meat, helping others, using others, spending money like water, without even thinking about saving money.

　Because of his problem, the Wu family would rather live with the second child than with the eldest son, who seems to be quite promising.

　Once upon a time, the Wu family couple wanted to find a husband for him to take care of, but unexpectedly, he used the betrothal gift to treat people to drinks. The old couple was disheartened and immediately broke up. After that, Wu Dutou rented a house in the county and lived a happy life as a single man.

　Now that I want to marry a husband, I feel sad about not having money on hand. Wu Dutou tried to borrow money from his fair-weather friends, but he borrowed so much money and none of them wanted to return it to him. These people don't know what they are made of. They don't want to borrow money, and they still complain about their poverty. Wu Dutou looked at the clothes and shoes on the other person's body, and then looked at himself who had no good clothes except two sets of dun-tou clothes. Suddenly he felt that he was really ridiculous. He felt that he was bold and righteous, and others might think that he was stupid. After thinking about it, Wu Du stood up and left.

　The people who were drinking together panicked and shouted, "Where are you going, Dutou?"

　- Who will pay the bill if Wu Dutou is gone?

　Wu Du didn't even bother with his hair and went straight to Baiwei Pharmacy.

　It is now afternoon, and the bright sun makes people drowsy. Doctor Jiang was dozing off behind the counter, while Jiang Xin was grinding medicinal herbs.

　Wu Dutou stood in front of Jiang Xin smelling of alcohol, "Brother Xin, from now on all my money will be given to you, only to you, and never to anyone else!"

　Jiang Xin, who was concentrating on grinding medicinal materials, raised his head, "Ah ? What money? Why are you here again? Where are you injured this time? "Look carefully, he doesn't seem to have any wounds.

　Wu Dou didn't answer. He sat on the small teapot next to him, supporting his chin with his hands and watching him grind the medicinal materials.

　Jiang Xin grinded for a while, but Wu Dutou still didn't speak or move. Jiang Xin asked him helplessly, "Aren't you going home?"

　When Jiang Xin mentioned home, Wu Dutou thought of the bare walls and furniture of his own home. Not much, even the house is not his own. It's not like Dad and Eminem never talked about him before, and they didn't feel good about him hanging out all the time, but now they feel bad. He doesn't even have a decent family, yet he still thinks he's quite capable.

　Wu Dutou shook his head silently.

　Brother Xin always felt that Wu Dutou was very sad today.

　"Would you like to go to the backyard and sleep for a while?" Jiang Xin said. If you are in a bad mood, you can just take a nap and get better.