Hearing what Sisi said, Dong'er couldn't help being happy with her husband-in-law. Thinking of the hardships the family had suffered this year because of the illness, Dong'er couldn't help but pick up the corner of his sleeve and carefully Wipe the corners of his eyes.
Fan Xian asked Dong'er to prepare the pen and ink, and after thinking for a while, he wrote a prescription. After reading it twice, he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, then dried it with his mouth and handed it to her. those silver.
Dong'er responded with a slight smile.
Looking at her expression, Fan Xian knew that this sister might not listen to him, so he couldn't help but get angry again, and said, "Why should I suffer myself?"
Dong'er only smiled gratefully, but refused to answer this sentence. Fan Xian was bitter, the weather was hot today, Fan Xian was only wearing a single shirt, and he was in Danzhou, so he didn't worry much, so he didn't bring a medicine box with him, so he said to Sisi, "When you go back at night, remember to remind me to pick some medicines. ball."
He turned his head and said gently to Dong'er's husband-in-law: "Mai Xin'er, this medicine should be taken frequently, but it is estimated that the medicine is not fully prepared in Danzhou. When I return to the capital in a few days, your family will follow me. You After all, I am the head of the family, I have to ask you what you mean first, and see if there is anything in Danzhou that you can't let go of."
Mai Xin'er opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time. He knew what the young master meant. His family went to the capital with the young master, so there would be no hard life, but... He coughed twice and put The consulting gaze turned to Dong'er.
Sisi watched coldly from the side, and couldn't help but smile slightly. My young master has such a temperament. He can't always be tough when he meets a girl who is close to him. Started on the body.
Dong'er didn't know what Fan Xian meant, so he sighed and said, "The young master prescribed a prescription, which must be good... Dong'er promises you that I will never borrow expensive money from you again. Over the years, you have sent home I also promise you to use all the more than one hundred taels of silver... In this Danzhou city, you can live a good life with more than one hundred taels of silver, so don't worry about it."
Sisi looked at Fan Xian's expression, and encouraged him from the side, "You can't get the pill even if you have money. Even if the young master finds a medicine shop in the capital and prepares it, don't you still have time to send it back to you from thousands of miles away?"
Dong'er glanced at her in embarrassment, and said, "What pills require so much effort?"
Fan Xian shook his head at the side, and said with a smile, "Do you still remember that ugly teacher in the house back then?"
Hearing this, Dong'er immediately thought of the disheveled hair and green eyes shining like hungry wolves. She subconsciously shuddered, covered her mouth and said disgustedly: "What is Mr. Timothy doing? Back then, how many of us Just looking at him scares me."
"This medicine was formulated by Mr. Fei," Fan Xian laughed and said, "Although his old man's birth is ugly, you know, he is the famous Master Fei Jiefei in our Daqing Dynasty."
Dong'er was in shock. She didn't know until today that the teacher who looked like a thief back then had such a great status, but when she thought about the young master's life experience, she was more acceptable.
Fan Xian turned back and smiled at Mr. Dong'er, "You should prepare for the matter of going to Beijing with me."
Mr. Dong'er was honest and honest, but he didn't have much opinion. Hearing Fan Xian's decisive words, he hummed subconsciously.
But Dong'er, who was born on the sidelines, snorted coldly and glared at him, and Mai Xin'er quickly stopped talking.
Seeing this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing. It seems that Dong'er is the one who really speaks in this family.
"You're so sick, why bother?" Dong'er shouted angrily at her man, got up and pulled Fan Xian and Sisi out of the bedroom, and sat down in the middle hall.
After drinking two courses of tea, they chatted a little, but no matter how strict Fan Xian was, Dong'er was obstinately silent about the proposal to go to the capital, refusing to open his mouth to respond.
Looking at the woman's face, Fan Xian couldn't help sighing, thinking that such a gentle sister also had such a stubborn side.
Several coughs came from the bedroom. Fan Xian listened intently, lowered his voice, and said softly, "Sister Dong'er, before you got married, I took you to sneak a peek at Maggie. You see Right, I didn't pay attention to this matter... I also asked clearly back then, Mai Ge'er's parents died since he was a child, he is honest and honest, and there is no troublesome relatives in this city of Danzhou. It must be good for you, so I can rest assured."
This is telling the truth. Fan Xian was only eleven years old when Sister Dong'er got married, but he observed secretly for a long time before he assuredly betrothed his eldest maid to the Mai family.
Dong'er rubbed her red hands nervously, and said with a little shame: "He treats me well now... Young Master, where can the person you like be so bad?"
"Since you don't have any relatives in Danzhou, why didn't you follow me to the capital? I made a mistake back then." Fan Xian recalled, "Leaving you outside, you might not be able to live in peace today?"
Before Dong'er could speak, he went on to say, "Don't worry, I will support you in the capital. You can continue to open your tofu shop. It's just that I'm by your side, so we can take care of each other."
Why did Fan Xian need Dong'er to take care of him? The meaning of these words was clear and cruel.
Sisi also persuaded from the side: "Yes, sister Dong'er, do you know that after the young master went to the capital, the first business he opened was to set up a tofu shop, and now the palaces in the capital all eat our tofu .”
Fan Xian frowned, and smiled wryly, thinking that what this girl said sounded so awkward.
Sisi smiled and continued, "If you went, wouldn't the tofu sell better?"
After hesitating for a moment, Dong'er said: "Young Master, Dong'er actually understands and is grateful in his heart, but... Dong'er really doesn't want to go to the capital."
"Why?" Fan Xian asked, frowning.
Dong'er thought for a while, and suddenly a very gentle smile flashed across his face, and he said slowly: "I have lived in Danzhou for a long time, who would want to leave the well? Besides, although the capital is good, but the place is too big, I am afraid to go there." Feeling flustered... besides, I don't want to trouble the young master to take care of me."
"There are no devils in Kyoto, so why panic?" Sisi muttered beside her.
Dong'er covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Who is like you, a girl who has been daring since she was a child."
While talking, suddenly a childish voice came from outside the courtyard, and Dong'er's complexion suddenly became more and more gentle. She got up, walked to the door, and looked out.
At this moment, the sun has risen to the mid-heaven, and the blazing sun rubbed against the edge of the eaves and shot down, falling on the woman's still beautiful face, the light suddenly became gentle, and the woman's expression seemed so peaceful and peaceful. satisfy.
The little girl who played outside came back.
Dong'er led her daughter into the room, pointed to Fan Xian who was sitting in the middle and said, "Young Master."
Fan Xian looked at the little girl held by Sister Dong'er, with a sincere smile on his face. After not seeing each other for more than two years, this girl's eyebrows and eyes have been opened. The beauty inherited from her mother has begun to catch people's eyes. Own.
"Still called uncle." Fan Xian stretched out his hand, hugged the little girl into his arms, looked at her who was a little nervous and uneasy, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a few years, why don't you know little uncle?"
The little girl raised her face, looked at Fan Xian's pretty face, tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "Little uncle, where did you go to play?"
Just as Fan Xian was raised by Dong'er, Fan Xian used to hang around the tofu shop when he was young, and this child has been hugged countless times, and he pampered and loved him blindly, and often bought some small things for this girl. , so the little girl's family is particularly impressed with this "little uncle". Although she is still young, she remembers it clearly.
"Are you nine years old?" Fan Xian asked Sister Dong'er, looking at the face of the little girl in his arms.
Dong'er smiled gently: "Young master has a good memory, and he will be ten years old in a few months."
Fan Xian looked at the big cloth bag on the little girl's body, lifted her over his head, weighed it, and said with satisfaction: "Your body is not weak, but little girl, please don't go crazy outside all day long. Son, don't let her do things, and make our girl suffer."
Dong'er said with a smile on the side: "Why would you let her do something, this is just coming back from school."
Fan Xian glanced at her curiously in a blink of an eye, and put the little girl down on the ground.
The little girl obediently greeted Sisi again, and then Sisi tugged her little face in distress, took out the gift that Fan Xian had prepared in advance, and stuffed it into her hand.
The little girl glanced at her mother, and after getting permission, she happily took the gift. While rubbing her slightly painful face, she said to her mother, "Mom, I'm going to make medicine for dad."
Dong'er gave her a pityful look and nodded.
Jumping and jumping, the little girl happily entered the room with a gift in her hand.
Looking at this scene and adding the previous sentence, Fan Xian suddenly looked at Sister Dong'er differently. It is not easy for Sister Dong'er to be able to teach such a sensible child—even though there are many noble ladies in Qingguo. When I was young, I would go to the ethnology school to study, and there is even a special private school for girls in Kyoto, but in the folk, the status of girls is still extremely low, and as for going to school, I have never heard of it.
Sister Dong'er was able to let her daughter go to school. This kind of courage is not comparable to that of ordinary women.
Fan Xian looked at her and said appreciatively, "You did a good job, this kid must read on."
Dong'er smiled gently, and after thinking for a while, said: "It's just that she is a girl after all. Although it is good to know more words and understand some principles, I don't know what to do in the future."
"What should I do?" Fan Xian laughed loudly and said, "With my little uncle here, the whole world is here, so she can do whatever she wants!"
This was a promise, and Dong'er was overjoyed, but knowing that the young master didn't like saluting by herself, she just gave him a grateful look.
Fan Xian then said earnestly: "Don't mess with the marriage, even if you want to get married, you have to let me know first."
Dong'er nodded with a satisfied smile.
Gossiping, it was time for lunch, Dong'er said awkwardly: "Master, just sit down, I'll go and prepare."
Fan Xian knew that if he ate at her house, it would be a lot of trouble, and he might have to go to the neighbors to borrow some food, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Of course I have to eat at your house, but don't eat it." So troublesome... just eat the tofu rice you used to cook."
Dong'er suddenly groaned, held his forehead and said angrily: "I haven't even ordered the syrup yet, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it if I put it in the shop."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Did you forget that I brought two boxes?"
After some busy work, Master Dong'er was also helped out of the bedroom by the little girl. Although Fan Xian hadn't used the medicine prescribed by Fan Xian yet, during the previous diagnosis and treatment, Fan Xian had already absorbed a wave of natural Qi into it, so Mai Xin'er's spirit seemed much better at this time.
The whole house gathered around the kang and ate a meal of tofu bibimbap.
Dong'er's family of three felt a little sad and uncomfortable, but Fan Xian ate very happily. He had seen Dong'er's loving mother leaning on the door, and he knew that Dong'er's life would be happy after all. Be sure to follow yourself to Kyoto.
"Little uncle, is Kyoto fun?" The little girl stared wide-eyed, holding a big rice bowl, and using long chopsticks to plan the soft tofu bibimbap, while asking curiously.
"The capital is not very fun." Fan Xian put down the bowl, looked at the little girl and said seriously: "It's not very fun... But if you don't play for a while, how will you know? Do you want to visit little uncle in the future?"
"Yes!" The little girl said happily.
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Back at the Earl's Mansion, I talked to Wan'er about what happened today. The girl Wan'er couldn't help but turn red when she heard Fan Xian's narration. After listening to Dong'er's insistence on not going to the capital, she felt even more aroused in her heart. tribute.
After going out, Fan Xian stretched, rubbed his somewhat full stomach, and patted his palms lightly.
A shadow slowly emerged from the sunlight beside the colonnade.
Today's tiger guards know Fan Xian's temper, and also know Fan Xian's strength, so they no longer follow close to him like they used to. Fan Xian's gangrene.
Fan Xian looked at him sideways and said, "Is it annoying to follow me every day?"
Shadow thought about it seriously for a while, and said, "It's really annoying."
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Isn't it bothering you to follow the cripple?"
Shadow replied directly: "The lame man is surrounded by beautiful women."
Fan Xian was angry and shook his head helplessly: "You saw it during the day, what do you think about Mai Xin'er's illness?"
"Since there was no sign before, he is in good health, so he shouldn't have such a serious illness." Shadow said in a low voice, "It should have been traumatized and then contracted the disease."
Fan Xian nodded silently. This judgment was very close to the situation he found in the clinic himself. After a long while, he said calmly, "It's not convenient for me to ask them face to face. With Dong'er's temperament, which is round on the outside and square on the inside, I'm afraid it's the same." I don't want to say it. The person in Danzhou who dares to disrespect me... doesn't exist yet, so this matter is probably a misunderstanding, you can check it out and teach the other party a lesson."
"Don't die." Fan Xian set a limit, and he said calmly, "It was kicked with your feet, and you kicked with your feet, until that person can't get out of bed for three years."
Shadow turned his head to look at him, and said after a while, "You want me to kick people?"
The tone is a little weird. Indeed, this is the leader of the Overwatch Council's Assassin Gang, the most powerful assassin in the world, and Fan Xian would order him... to kick someone because of a small incident in a small remote state
"You are number one in the world for killing people." Fan Xian smiled softly, and patted him on the shoulder. "You must be good at kicking people. Thank you for your hard work."
Shadow had nothing to say, and fell into darkness again.
When he came to the grandmother's bedroom, he followed the rules of the past, saluted and said hello, and then told the story of going to see Dong'er today. Fan Xian knew that on the ground of Danzhou, there was really nothing that could be hidden from grandma, so he felt... vaguely uncomfortable. Grandma should know what he was thinking, how could he bear to let his big maid suffer in the city? With such sourness, even his own husband was bullied and lay down on the bed.
Seeing Fan Xian's expression, the old lady knew what he was thinking, and said with a smile, "Are you blaming me?"
"Don't dare." Fan Xianhua said so, but his tone was a bit stiff.
Seeing her grandson's rare expression of anger, the old lady couldn't help laughing, and told the whole story. It turned out that the former governor of the state fell in love with Dong'er for some reason, but that The young master is not a fool, of course he would not use force in front of the Earl's Mansion in Danzhou City, but just go to the tofu shop and pester him blindly.
Dong'er was helplessly entangled by him, but the other party didn't use any excessive means, so he could only endure it.
But a woman can bear it, but a woman's man can't bear it. One day, Maggie broke out into a man's universe and beat the young man hard.
This matter naturally became a big issue. After all, the son's father was the state governor. Although Mr. Dong'er was strong, he was a hero who was defeated by many punches. He was knocked to the ground and accepted In prison, it was the old lady who spoke, so the state guard stopped pestering her any further.
But just like that, Mai Geer was kicked in the chest and suffered some damp and cold air in the prison, so he fell to the root of the disease and lay on the bed the whole time.
Listening to grandma's narration, Fan Xian's expression calmed down. Knowing the reason for this incident, he also understood why Dong'er was silent. In the final analysis, it was Mai Geer who started this matter first, and... although the Danzhou native Everyone knows about his relationship with Dong'er's family, but in the eyes of the world...even in the eyes of grandma, Dong'er is just a big maid who was kicked out of the house a long time ago. The difference is always here. With such a result, people in Danzhou will not think that the Fan Mansion is doing a bad job, but will feel that the Fan Mansion has helped Dong'er's family a lot.
It's just that Fan Xian didn't think that way. In his heart, the division of people was never based on class.
Only about intimacy.
Seeing his thoughtful expression, the old lady couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing?" Fan Xian raised his head and said with a smile, "I'll send someone to kick that young master as well."
The old lady was startled, then laughed, and said, "Then kick it, as you please."