Stubborn again.

Tang Shu looked up at him, "You have nothing to do at home, why don't you go to the imperial capital with me for a few days?"

This sentence brought Tang Father's determination to shake his head, "If you don't go, what's the best place to go? What's more, who is watching the ancestral hall at home?"

When Tang Shu heard this, he looked back at the direction of the ancestral hall. Even though he was far away, his good eyesight allowed her to see the Tang family enshrined inside.

The top row are the ancestors of the Tang family.

Grandma Tang took the lead below, and the other uncles in the Tang village were on both sides. Of course, they were not entirely real members of the Tang family. However, many orphans did not have surnames in that era, so when they entered the village, they naturally followed the surname Tang.

This represents all the glory and glory of the Tang family.

"I'll go and incense sticks for them later."

In my memory, Xiao Tangshu would kowtow a few times every time he went home, which had become an indispensable habit for her.

Tang Shu now admires the experience of sacrificed her blood for the stable life of her descendants among the older generation. She has seen many wars in Damo. She is very clear that she can have this prosperous era today, which is exchanged for her predecessors with her blood.

The dinner was done by Tang's father. Tang Shu watched from the small stove in the yard, handing over tools or adding dry firewood from time to time, which could be considered a contribution to the meal.

"Okay, bring it to the wooden table and prepare a pot of wine for me."

Tang's father stir-fryed the last dish with a shovel and handed it to Tang, the little waiter, Shu, who was waiting.

"good."

Tang Shu put the dishes containing the cooking on the wooden table in the living room, and then opened the wooden cupboard in a familiar way and took out a black jar of wine from it. The moment the seal on it was opened, the fragrance of rice wine suddenly overflowed.

This is a real high-purity rice wine brewed by Tang’s father himself. In addition to this, there are several jars of sorghum wine. The degree is not high, but the taste is good because it is aged and fragrant.

After Tang's father washed his hands, he was already sitting on the wooden pier waiting for dinner.

The antique Tang family still continues with ancient furniture. Whether it is tables, chairs, or cabinets for placing objects, they all exude a sense of age.

Even if Tang's father was a real modern man and had lived in the imperial capital for many years, he rarely bought modern things. Apart from a TV, flashlight, light bulb and signal tower hanging high outside, Tang Shu had never seen any other modern products at home.

"How is learning? Can you still keep up?"

“Come on.”

"What's going on with your Weibo? It's a big deal!"

Tang's father knew his daughter's account, She Yuyu's Weibo account. He had been following behind his butt because he wanted to popularize herb habits with netizens. However, when he remembered him and took a look a few days ago, he was shocked by the lively scene.

“Well—what do you mean?”

“….”

The corners of Mr. Tang's mouth seemed to have been twitched, but he did not continue to ask.

"Have a meal."

The old father picked up a chopstick and added it to his daughter's bowl.

"Thank you dad."

Tang Shu took a bite of chicken feathers and secretly felt glad that the original owner also learned painting and calligraphy when he was a child.

Speaking of which, in some ways, the two of them were quite imagining.

"By the way, Dad, I picked a few herbs some time ago. Can you show me?"

Seeing the two dishes and one soup in front of him, Tang Shu put down the bowl and took out the income from the small porcelain bottle he brought in from the west market.

Seeing that she was so careful, her father was also concerned. After seeing the several medicinal herbs stored in it, his expression gradually changed from surprise to thoughtfulness, and finally confirmed.

"If you don't admit your mistake, this is snow lotus, this is moon grass, and the last one should be the full moon plant."

Tang Shu was a little shocked.

She had asked Professor Yu about these three medicines, but he didn't even know them, so she was sure that they had disappeared elsewhere, and her father actually called them out exactly?

Moreover, this name is different from the one recorded in the ancient tomb, but it is exactly the same as the Damo where she is...

"Dad, have you... seen it?"

"No, this is the first time I have seen them. They should have grown in the snowy area, right?"

Tang's father shook his head and hit the nail on the head again.

The first time you meet? This is not the first time you meet.

Tang Shumo said to his father with his eyes and pointed at the direction of the study.

"Our old Tang family has left a lot of medical books. There is an ancient book that records it. I have remembered it before. However... the ancient books record that these three medicines are extremely rare and hard to find, and it seems to have disappeared?"

Unexpectedly, he would have a day to see the real thing.

That night, Tang Shu plunged into the ancient books in the study.

Because Tangzhai is located in the deep mountains and forests, and has its own manpower in poor times, it has never been harmed. All the ancient books and other old objects are preserved quite well.

When she found the so-called medical book, a strange feeling arose in Tang Shu's heart.

Why is this book a little familiar?

***

The next day.

Tang's father chose a good place in a cellar in the village and set up three medicinal herbs.

After seeing the surrounding environment, Tang Shu had to admire his ability to choose a location.

"Deep in the mountains here, the temperature is already lower than outside, and the cellar is several degrees colder than outside, which is indeed suitable for growth."

All three medicinal herbs like yin and do not see sunlight all year round. All external conditions are met here.

The difference is that the original living location was in the northwest, but now it has moved to the northeast. Except for the different altitudes, the temperatures in the two places are still similar.

The two were about to have a meal, but Tang's father had used several "elderly machine" that had been using for many years.

The other party picked up, huhed twice, and looked decisively at his daughter.

"You go down the mountain and pick up someone in the town."

Receive someone?

“Are there any guests?”

"Um."

"What's your name? Give me a mobile phone number?"

"No, you will see it when you go down the mountain."

After saying that, Tang's father walked up the mountain with his crossbow, leaving a back behind him.

"You go and pick up people honestly, and I will serve some food to entertain guests."

Tang Shu: "..."

Do you think this is playing a detective game? At least you have to give me a clue!

With a skeptical attitude, Tang Shu went down the mountain as fast as possible, and immediately understood when he saw the person coming.

"Jing Yu?!"

Standing in front of the stone pier in the town was Jing Yu, dressed in a suit, carrying a large package in his hand, full of clothes.

"So surprised? Didn't Uncle Tang tell you?"

"......No."

Tang Shu sighed helplessly, for the first time he knew that Tang Dad had some bad intentions.

Seeing that Jing Yu had already walked towards her, she looked around her.
Chapter completed!