Xu Xian twirled his little black beard, frowned, and said slowly:"Miss Hong'er, I'm not a god, and I can't bring the dead back to life. But your mother...even though she's critically ill...our stupid doctor can still do our best to heal her!" Hong'er bitterly said Ku said:"The medicine is too expensive, I can't afford the life-saving medicine... What should I do?" Xu Xianda said:"Don't be afraid, I'm here! I saved some money... I earned it by treating people... I can help. Temporary help, let's go! Let's go treat your mother's illness."

Hong'er led Xu Xian all the way, and couldn't help but smile coquettishly, feeling that her mother had a strange feeling of coming back from the dead. Xu Xian and Hong'er waited until it was dark before arriving at Tianmu Xizhuang. Doctor Xu took Hong's pulse, checked the tongue, and prescribed some medicine. Xu Xian chose nine herbs from Hong'er's family: Atractylodes macrocephala, tangerine peel, Huoling, fermented bean, Magnolia officinalis, Huoxiang, licorice, costus, and ginger. So they grabbed some of them and let Hong'er torture them. After Hong drank it, he didn't feel the pain for the time being and felt much more relaxed. Xu Xian was busy until the next day, and before leaving, he carefully told Hong'er to go to"Baohe Tang" every three days to get new medicine, and then left.

Hong'er was grateful that Dr. Xu was kind and grateful. When she met her savior, she discussed Dr. Xu's medical ethics with her mother and said,"Mom, Benefactor Xu is our great benefactor. He saved my mother's life. I don't know how to thank Dr. Xu." He was at a loss for words, but he still stumbled when he spoke, saying:"Oops... Oops... I don't even have food... I'm not in a hurry... I didn't have time to eat... ugh... ugh...……"Seeing her mother's panic, Hong'er smiled secretly and said,"Mother, your great kindness and great deeds must be repaid...Mother, in the past, Dr. Xu was a poor monk left behind at Jinshan Temple... Later, he was a senior official of"Baohe Hall".……"Hong's mother was secretly surprised and said,"Is it Mr. Yu, a great official? A great benefactor!"

Hong'er corrected her mistake and said,"It's Xu... not Yu... mother, it's Xu!" Hong'er's voice sounded serious, and Hong'er heard it. He was a monk from Jinshan Temple and said:"Monk from Jinshan Temple? Your surname is not Yu... your surname is Xu... could it be your enemy Bai Suzhen... that man with the White Python Spirit? In the year of the flood, the White Snake Spirit drowned your father."……"Hong'er timidly said:"Mom, no...we are favored by Dr. Xu. He is a benefactor. How can he be a family member of Bai Snake Jing? That is irrelevant." Hong Niang was unhappy and wanted to break the casserole. After asking for the answer, my mind was racing from side to side, so I had to let it go for the time being.

Zhang Laosi, the rich man of Tianmu Xizhuang, disowned his family brothers and was even more mean and extortionate to his tenants, often forcing them to leave their homes. While spring plowing was busy, it rained heavily in summer for half a month, delaying the plowing season. Mr. Zhang beat the old man Niu with a whip and forced him to plow the fields in heavy rain. This old tenant farmer was already sixty-three years old. He was frail and sick. He was also middle-aged and widowed. He had no children. He could not withstand the soft animal skin whip and a series of violent whippings. He fell on the road behind Hong'er's house. Who dared to contradict him?.

Hong'er, however, was not the same. The fight was unfair and she stopped Mr. Zhang and said sternly:"Stop! Don't hit the old man!" The rich man still didn't stop and beat Old Man Niu so hard that scars were all over his body and blood soaked on his chest, back, head and face. Hong'er shrugged, used her strength to protect herself, and said angrily:"Rich man! You have gone too far in bullying others! Uncle Niu is over sixty years old and is an honest man who is respected by others... Why are you bullying an old man?!" The rich man waved his whip wildly and said arrogantly:"Red girl, get out of the way! Quick! You're so angry with me! Let me beat him to death, this procrastinating old man!" Hong'er stretched out her arms to protect the shaky old man Niu. , said sternly:"No beating, hit me, hit me! I will take the whip for grandpa!"

There is a poem to prove it:

Anger starts from the heart, righteousness grows from the courage.

If you bear the beating yourself, it is the old man who protects the cow.

Not afraid of animal skin whips, dare to fight against injustice.

Hong'er seeks justice and is born with a loyal heart.

The rich man's eyes were blazing with fire, and he said:"Young woman! You still accuse me of bullying my old man, and I've gone too far!? Do you know that the old man only eats but doesn't work? The spring plowing season has passed, and the land has not been plowed yet!" Many tenant farmers were watching from afar, not daring to speak out or get angry, not daring to come closer to take a look, not daring to come and voice their grievances for those who had been wronged.

Hong'er was not afraid, she concentrated her anger, supported the old man Niu with one hand, and said:"Don't be afraid, I'm here with Hong'er! I won't let him bully you!" That Zhang Laosi looked at him coldly, unscrupulously, and shook his whip wildly , said sternly:"Hey! Get out of the way! Whoever dares to block my grandfather's animal skin whip is seeking death!" Hong'er not only did not take a step back, but stepped forward and said:"Zhang Laosi! Stinky rich man! How much do you want to do?" All the innocent tenants have been kicked out of Tianmu Village. You are so bully and domineering, you scold when you speak, and you beat when you start... You are beating good old people who are working hard for you like nothing but horses!" Old Man Niu just shed tears and trembled with anger. Dare not make a sound.

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