Reborn in the 70s: The Fiery Daughter-in-law CH5
Chapter 5: Why Sheng Anning Understands Medicine
Long-distance running was Sheng Anning's forte, but the original owner of the body she now inhabited lacked physical exercise. Not long after she started running, she felt a suffocating pain in her chest.
Thinking of the grain coupon and five yuan, Sheng Anning gritted her teeth, held her breath, and with a burst of speed, she dashed towards the thief like the wind.
As the distance between them closed, the thief stumbled on something and fell to the ground face-first.
Sheng Anning quickly caught up, swung her bag at the thief's back, and then firmly stepped on his back, demanding, "Hand it over!"
The thief, refusing to admit to stealing, turned his head with a menacing look in his eyes, "Hand what over? Let go of me, you shrew."
As he spoke, he tried to push himself up off the ground.
Sheng Anning, not as physically strong as a man, was caught off-balance when the thief suddenly flipped over. However, she quickly kicked him in the chest right at the Danzhong acupoint.
The thief immediately collapsed like a deflated fish, lying flat on the ground, clutching his chest in pain and shouting, "Murder! This wicked woman is killing me!"
With a cold face, Sheng Anning said, if she hadn't held back, she could have kicked the man to death. She then crouched down, grabbed the thief's arm, and with a snap, dislocated his right arm.
"Give me back my money and grain coupon!"
The thief, sweating profusely from pain and rolling on the ground, realized he had encountered someone tough. With his good hand, he took out a handful of items from his pocket.
Various coins, food stamps, and Sheng Anning's grain coupon were among them. It seemed he had stolen quite a bit that day.
Sheng Anning took back her five yuan and grain coupon, stood up, and was about to leave with her bag.
The thief, supporting his dislocated arm, quickly got up and knelt on the ground, wailing, "Madam, you can't just leave me like this. What will I do if you go?"
Sheng Anning glanced at the onlookers, smiled, and said, "Go to the police. They will surely help you."
She then stylishly walked away with her bag.
Zhou Shixun watched Sheng Anning's departing figure with deep eyes. The way she handled the thief was very adept.
Moreover, her ability to precisely target the Danzhong acupoint and dislocate an arm showed a thorough understanding of human anatomy and skill that comes from experience.
But, he knew the Sheng Anning he knew should not possess such skills.
Ge Dazhuang was also shocked. Was the formidable woman really the captain's wife? Usually domineering and unreasonable at home, she also had such formidable skills, making him sympathize with Zhou Shixun.
Touching his chin, he wondered, "Captain, should we give your wife a lift?
He guessed that Zhou Shixun wanted to help Sheng Anning since he had kicked a stone at the thief's leg, aiding her in catching the thief. Perhaps, easing the couple's relationship could make future life more bearable.
Zhou Shixun looked away, "No need. We still have to visit the Agricultural Machinery Bureau. Let's not bother with her."
...
Carrying ten pounds of flour on her back, Sheng Anning thought a lot on her way home. After getting married, her household registration was transferred to Zhou Shixun's side. She wondered why the original owner's family was so eager to marry her off and quickly transfer her registration.
Given that the original owner's family was well-off, with both parents working and siblings employed, why were they so desperate to marry her off as far away as possible?
Sheng Anning lacked the memories of the original owner during this period, unsure if the original owner deliberately forgot or simply didn't know.
Therefore, she needed to find a way to earn and save money. After divorcing Zhou Shixun, she planned to buy a house in the city to settle down.
How to Make Money?
Sheng Anning comes from a medical family, but her mother and brother are involved in business, so she also has a business mind. The only problem is that she doesn't know what kind of business is suitable to start in this era.
When she turned into the family compound, an idea suddenly struck her: if all else fails, she could become a barefoot doctor.
After all, at this time, being a doctor did not require a medical license, and many small clinics were run by folk healers with no formal education.
Compared to them, she had a significant advantage.
However, that might not work either. If she started treating people, Zhou Shixun would definitely become suspicious.
Sheng Anning racked her brain but couldn't come up with a good solution, so she decided to focus on solving the dinner problem first.
After walking around and having a fight with a thief, Sheng Anning was so tired that she changed her clothes and lay on the bed for a while before getting up to knead dough.
Sheng Anning was not a delicate girl. She liked to cook by herself and was very good at it; even her mother loved her cooking.
Thinking of her mother, Sheng Anning felt a twinge of sadness. Who would have thought that the little princess of the Sheng family would face the problem of not having enough food in the 1970s?
She wondered if she was already dead in her original world, and her family must be very sad.
She pressed the corners of her eyes, suppressing the tears of homesickness, and started kneading the dough.
By the time Zhou Shixun came back, Sheng Anning had already made a plate of lard cakes. Except for the first two, which were a bit burnt due to misjudged heat, the rest were golden and shiny, making one's mouth water at the sight.
Seeing Zhou Shixun enter, Sheng Anning gave him a radiant smile: "You're back. The cakes are just ready. Go wash your hands and come eat."
Zhou Shixun swallowed, unaccustomed to coming home to the smell of food. Previously, he would come back to a cold stove and had to start a fire and cook himself. Once the food was ready, Sheng Anning would come out to take a bowl and then slam the door to her room.
Sheng Anning flipped the last cake in the pan: "I added green onions, lard, and salt. It's delicious, and you don't even need to make a dish."
She had just checked, and there wasn't much lard left in the enamel jar. She had unknowingly used up the vegetable oil to light the fire at noon, so making another dish would be quite luxurious.
After all, currently only Zhou Shixun had a salary from his job, so it was better to save.
Zhou Shixun nodded, went to wash his hands, and helped bring the lard cakes to the small dining table. He thought for a moment and took out a tin can and an empty bowl from the cupboard.
He scooped two spoonfuls of light yellow granules from the tin can and poured hot water over them, immediately releasing a faint milky fragrance and a hint of sweetness, which was very pleasant.
Sheng Anning clumsily covered the stove, washed her hands, and sat down, watching Zhou Shixun prepare a bowl of light yellow liquid. She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and took a deep breath of the sweet, comforting scent, feeling her mood lift.
Zhou Shixun pushed the bowl towards Sheng Anning: "Drink this."
Sheng Anning glanced at the tin can, which was labeled "malt extract," a memory of a generation, it seemed.
Seeing Zhou Shixun put away the malt extract but reluctantly not making one for himself, she suddenly found this reticent man somewhat endearing.
Without being polite, she took a sip from the bowl, her eyes curving in satisfaction: "It's really good, sweet and delicious. Do you want to try?"
Zhou Shixun shook his head, silently poured himself a bowl of water, and prepared to eat his lard cake. Then, he suddenly said, "If you want to go to the city, I can take you with me when I go to a meeting in a few days."
Sheng Anning felt happiness come so suddenly: "Really? You can take me?"
Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning, her beautiful eyes filled with hope and surprise.
He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes silently chewing on the cake, but hesitated inside whether to tell her about the current situation of the Sheng family. At the same time, he wanted to find out why Sheng Anning knew about medical stuff.
Thinking of the grain coupon and five yuan, Sheng Anning gritted her teeth, held her breath, and with a burst of speed, she dashed towards the thief like the wind.
As the distance between them closed, the thief stumbled on something and fell to the ground face-first.
Sheng Anning quickly caught up, swung her bag at the thief's back, and then firmly stepped on his back, demanding, "Hand it over!"
The thief, refusing to admit to stealing, turned his head with a menacing look in his eyes, "Hand what over? Let go of me, you shrew."
As he spoke, he tried to push himself up off the ground.
Sheng Anning, not as physically strong as a man, was caught off-balance when the thief suddenly flipped over. However, she quickly kicked him in the chest right at the Danzhong acupoint.
The thief immediately collapsed like a deflated fish, lying flat on the ground, clutching his chest in pain and shouting, "Murder! This wicked woman is killing me!"
With a cold face, Sheng Anning said, if she hadn't held back, she could have kicked the man to death. She then crouched down, grabbed the thief's arm, and with a snap, dislocated his right arm.
"Give me back my money and grain coupon!"
The thief, sweating profusely from pain and rolling on the ground, realized he had encountered someone tough. With his good hand, he took out a handful of items from his pocket.
Various coins, food stamps, and Sheng Anning's grain coupon were among them. It seemed he had stolen quite a bit that day.
Sheng Anning took back her five yuan and grain coupon, stood up, and was about to leave with her bag.
The thief, supporting his dislocated arm, quickly got up and knelt on the ground, wailing, "Madam, you can't just leave me like this. What will I do if you go?"
Sheng Anning glanced at the onlookers, smiled, and said, "Go to the police. They will surely help you."
She then stylishly walked away with her bag.
Zhou Shixun watched Sheng Anning's departing figure with deep eyes. The way she handled the thief was very adept.
Moreover, her ability to precisely target the Danzhong acupoint and dislocate an arm showed a thorough understanding of human anatomy and skill that comes from experience.
But, he knew the Sheng Anning he knew should not possess such skills.
Ge Dazhuang was also shocked. Was the formidable woman really the captain's wife? Usually domineering and unreasonable at home, she also had such formidable skills, making him sympathize with Zhou Shixun.
Touching his chin, he wondered, "Captain, should we give your wife a lift?
He guessed that Zhou Shixun wanted to help Sheng Anning since he had kicked a stone at the thief's leg, aiding her in catching the thief. Perhaps, easing the couple's relationship could make future life more bearable.
Zhou Shixun looked away, "No need. We still have to visit the Agricultural Machinery Bureau. Let's not bother with her."
...
Carrying ten pounds of flour on her back, Sheng Anning thought a lot on her way home. After getting married, her household registration was transferred to Zhou Shixun's side. She wondered why the original owner's family was so eager to marry her off and quickly transfer her registration.
Given that the original owner's family was well-off, with both parents working and siblings employed, why were they so desperate to marry her off as far away as possible?
Sheng Anning lacked the memories of the original owner during this period, unsure if the original owner deliberately forgot or simply didn't know.
Therefore, she needed to find a way to earn and save money. After divorcing Zhou Shixun, she planned to buy a house in the city to settle down.
How to Make Money?
Sheng Anning comes from a medical family, but her mother and brother are involved in business, so she also has a business mind. The only problem is that she doesn't know what kind of business is suitable to start in this era.
When she turned into the family compound, an idea suddenly struck her: if all else fails, she could become a barefoot doctor.
After all, at this time, being a doctor did not require a medical license, and many small clinics were run by folk healers with no formal education.
Compared to them, she had a significant advantage.
However, that might not work either. If she started treating people, Zhou Shixun would definitely become suspicious.
Sheng Anning racked her brain but couldn't come up with a good solution, so she decided to focus on solving the dinner problem first.
After walking around and having a fight with a thief, Sheng Anning was so tired that she changed her clothes and lay on the bed for a while before getting up to knead dough.
Sheng Anning was not a delicate girl. She liked to cook by herself and was very good at it; even her mother loved her cooking.
Thinking of her mother, Sheng Anning felt a twinge of sadness. Who would have thought that the little princess of the Sheng family would face the problem of not having enough food in the 1970s?
She wondered if she was already dead in her original world, and her family must be very sad.
She pressed the corners of her eyes, suppressing the tears of homesickness, and started kneading the dough.
By the time Zhou Shixun came back, Sheng Anning had already made a plate of lard cakes. Except for the first two, which were a bit burnt due to misjudged heat, the rest were golden and shiny, making one's mouth water at the sight.
Seeing Zhou Shixun enter, Sheng Anning gave him a radiant smile: "You're back. The cakes are just ready. Go wash your hands and come eat."
Zhou Shixun swallowed, unaccustomed to coming home to the smell of food. Previously, he would come back to a cold stove and had to start a fire and cook himself. Once the food was ready, Sheng Anning would come out to take a bowl and then slam the door to her room.
Sheng Anning flipped the last cake in the pan: "I added green onions, lard, and salt. It's delicious, and you don't even need to make a dish."
She had just checked, and there wasn't much lard left in the enamel jar. She had unknowingly used up the vegetable oil to light the fire at noon, so making another dish would be quite luxurious.
After all, currently only Zhou Shixun had a salary from his job, so it was better to save.
Zhou Shixun nodded, went to wash his hands, and helped bring the lard cakes to the small dining table. He thought for a moment and took out a tin can and an empty bowl from the cupboard.
He scooped two spoonfuls of light yellow granules from the tin can and poured hot water over them, immediately releasing a faint milky fragrance and a hint of sweetness, which was very pleasant.
Sheng Anning clumsily covered the stove, washed her hands, and sat down, watching Zhou Shixun prepare a bowl of light yellow liquid. She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and took a deep breath of the sweet, comforting scent, feeling her mood lift.
Zhou Shixun pushed the bowl towards Sheng Anning: "Drink this."
Sheng Anning glanced at the tin can, which was labeled "malt extract," a memory of a generation, it seemed.
Seeing Zhou Shixun put away the malt extract but reluctantly not making one for himself, she suddenly found this reticent man somewhat endearing.
Without being polite, she took a sip from the bowl, her eyes curving in satisfaction: "It's really good, sweet and delicious. Do you want to try?"
Zhou Shixun shook his head, silently poured himself a bowl of water, and prepared to eat his lard cake. Then, he suddenly said, "If you want to go to the city, I can take you with me when I go to a meeting in a few days."
Sheng Anning felt happiness come so suddenly: "Really? You can take me?"
Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning, her beautiful eyes filled with hope and surprise.
He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes silently chewing on the cake, but hesitated inside whether to tell her about the current situation of the Sheng family. At the same time, he wanted to find out why Sheng Anning knew about medical stuff.
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