Seeing that Rong Xian really couldn't avoid this bowl of tea, she didn't use any means.
If you don't like it or don't like it, it's a big deal to hurt the old man's heart.
Doctor Rong is a good and soft-hearted person. The old man is sincere, how can she refuse, she doesn't want to make others suspicious.
Rong Xian lowered her head and stared at the tea in the bowl, and after doing enough mental construction, she leaned in and took a sip.
Well, the taste of this tea, which sells for two cents a bowl, is no different from the last one, and it is still very unpleasant to drink.
Thinking so, Rong Xian took another sip.
Shen Jiuliu, who was just about to step forward to help her out, paused, with a faint smile and tenderness in his eyes.
He knew that Xiaoxian was soft-hearted, gentle and kind, and even if she forced herself, she would not want to hurt the sincerity of others.
Shen Jiuliu looked at Rong Xian, her cold brows and eyes were soft, and her heart softened into a pool of water.
How can there be such a likable person in this world, it seems that all the good things in the world are gathered, so that he is full of joy just thinking about it.
Rong Xian knew what Shen Jiulu was thinking just by looking at Shen Jiulu's expression. In response, she raised her head and smiled slightly at Shen Jiulu, accepting his compliment brazenly.
Rong Xian was holding the tea bowl. It was obviously the worst porcelain bowl and the worst tea, but she didn't dislike it at all.
Her movements are elegant and her posture is casual, as if sitting on a cloud and sipping mellow wine, her eyebrows and eyes are curved, which makes people feel happy at first sight.
Putting it in the tea bowl, Rong Xian's face remained calm, she sighed slightly, and said with emotion: "The tea you brewed has a very unique taste, after drinking this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink other people's tea for a long time. already."
Well, I don't even want to mention the word tea.
The old man regarded her words as a sincere compliment, and laughed happily, the wrinkles on his face were crowded together.
These poor people have always been looked down upon, and they are also the lowly and low-level people among the squires, but Dr. Rong has never felt superior to others.
Dr. Rong was very kind to them, and he knew in his heart that Dr. Rong was different from them.
Dr. Rong has never seen any good things. How can his cheap tea be as good as Dr. Rong said? Dr. Rong is just trying to make this old man happy, but this feeling is too precious, let him live for a lifetime The old guys feel warm.
Well, it seems that the old man still has some idea about his tea.
Then, the old man smiled and said, "If Dr. Rong likes it, the old man will bring you a packet of tea when you leave."
Rong Xian's expression was stagnant, and when she met the sincere gaze of the old man, she thought to herself: Could it be that she pretended to be... using too much force
She winked mischievously at the old man and said, "Okay, just treat it as Mumu's consultation fee."
The old man's heart was warm, and the smile on his face could not be stopped. He hurriedly walked to the place where the tea leaves were placed to make tea for Rong Xian.
Shen Jiulu stood aside and watched Rong Xian go to great lengths to make the old man happy, and unconsciously drew a shallow smile on his lips, like a glacier snow lotus blossoming, precious and rare.
After a while, the old man walked quickly, handed a small packet of tea to Rong Xian, and said kindly, "If Dr. Rong is finished drinking, you can come again. I have enough tea."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to come." Rong Xian pretended to be regretful: "I am a doctor, I will visit only when there are patients. You are in good health and spirit, I will not give you any more money. Bad luck."
The old man couldn't help laughing again, and he also winked mischievously at Rong Xian: "With Dr. Rong here, my old man is not afraid of any illness."
Rong Xian's smile faded, and she warned earnestly, "You can't ignore me just because I'm here, it's you who suffers from illness."
Although the old man was preached, he was still very happy.
His children left early, leaving only a small grandson. When Dr. Rong treated his leg last time, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl, and treated Dr. Rong as his own daughter.
Besides, Doctor Rong is also doing it for his own good, and he is not someone who doesn't know the good and the bad.
Seeing that the old man listened in, Rong Xian stood up and took his tea, and after explaining the taboos during his illness to Mumu in detail, she greeted Xiaole and Shen Jiuliu to go out the door together.
Shen Jiulu just took two steps, paused, turned around and came to the table, and drank the cold tea on the table, his mouth suddenly had a bitter taste, such tea is not as good as plain water.
But this is the heart of the old man, the value of his heart is incomparable to anything, so Xiao Xian cherishes it so much, and he is not willing to let the old man down.
Shen Jiulu said in a deep voice to the old man, "Thank you for your hospitality."
Seeing the kind smile on the old man's face, Shen Jiuliu's eyes also filled with warmth, and he turned and walked towards Rong Xian.
Outside the door, Xiaole's mother was standing there worriedly. When she saw Rong Xian coming out, she hurriedly greeted her: "Doctor Rong, how is Mumu?"
The old man has been selling tea to survive, and Mumu has been growing up with Xiaole. In the eyes of the woman, Lele is no different from her own children, and she is very worried when Mumu is ill.
Rong Xian reassured her softly, "Mumu is fine now, sister-in-law, don't worry."
Xiaole stood by the side with her chest raised like a little adult, and said, "Mother, I also help take care of my brother."
The woman smiled lovingly and praised: "My son is sensible, and my mother is the happiest."
She looked sideways at Rong Xian and said gratefully, "I'm sorry to bother you, Doctor Rong."
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said solemnly, "Sister-in-law, don't be polite, I am a doctor, and it is my duty to treat and save people. Mumu is safe and sound, and I am very happy."
The woman praised: "You are so kind."
Rong Xian bent her lips and didn't answer. She watched the woman pulling Xiaole to help the old man clean up the house diligently. The smile on her face was still the same, and her eyes seemed a little hazy, as if she was caught in a demon.
These people in front of them are poor, incompetent, mediocre and weak, but they can enjoy the happiness of their family, but what about her
Flying dog Gou has spent his whole life just to pursue the impossible hope of bringing the dead back to life and bringing the Rong family back to life
Rong Xian's fingertips inadvertently crossed the embroidered pattern on the skirt and muttered, "The so-called rebirth and the so-called nirvana are all deceiving herself."
That's right, Rong Xian knows very well that this world has never been brought back to life. When a person dies, he dies. The soul is either reincarnated or dissipated. The dead person will never appear again. The same person again.
After all the thoughts of Rong Xian went around in her head, she quickly realized that she was alive and dead, she suddenly woke up, cleared her throat, and said to herself, "Well, I'm an exception. ." She has an artifact to protect her body, and if it were someone else, she would really die if she died.
Rong Xian, she can't even let go of her perfect character even if she has a demon barrier, and if there is any flaw, she will immediately make up for it.
The good news is that this series of actions made the demons useless.
It's not...
What matters now is what does Rong Xian want to do in the future? !
Rong Xian: There are always people who think that this seat is too noble. This seat is already a person with idol baggage╮(╯▽╰)╭
(End of this chapter)