Years later, the second floor of the pharmacy was officially put into use. The pharmacy was officially divided into two parts. The first floor was a serious pharmacy dedicated to selling medicines to patients, while the second floor was isolated from the first floor and only catered to those who came to buy skin care ointments. woman.
On the first day of the opening, Fan Yu brought a lot of people over to cheer on Eleven, which led to a very good business on the first day. The girls who invited were too busy to stop for a moment, and the skin care cream was sold for 100 yuan. With multiple sets, Eleven seemed to see a lot of banknotes smashing at him.
During dinner, Eleven was the first to stand up and toast Fan Yu with a glass of wine, "Sister Yu, thank you today, otherwise I won't be able to make a good start."
"What are you being polite! Then do I have to thank you for the new skin care products you gave me?" Fan Yu gave her a white look.
Eleven smiled, "Okay, let's be polite, let's do it!"
"Okay, we're done!" The two men drank the glass of wine like dashing knights, and they had a sense of unrestrained eating and drinking, which made the children straighten their eyes.
The fat dumpling looked at his mother and Aunt Yu, and then, his eyes moved to the wine glass in front of him, which was the milk poured by Eleven, so he picked up the glass like Eleven, and showed great respect to Fu Heng, the eldest son of Fan Yu's family. "Come on bro, I'll give you a toast."
Fu Heng was stunned, looking at the little dumpling from Eleven's aunt's family toasting him, he was a bit dumbfounded, but he was eight years old this year, and he was a sensible little adult. He took care of him like his own brothers and sisters, so in the end he took his own wine glass and touched him, "Okay, eldest brother also toasts the dumplings."
One big and one small touched a cup, and the fat dumpling looked up like his old lady, and did it boldly. When he was done, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "Good wine!"
Yang Shifeng, who was watching from the side, said, "..." Who taught this.
The second child of Fan Yu's family, Fu Zhuo, is only five years old this year. He has a big head and a big head. The baby fat has not faded away. His temperament is also lively and playful. The glass of milk from the dumpling went to the dumplings, "Duanzi, there's me and me! Let's have a toast too."
The dumpling waved his hand calmly, "Don't be in a hurry, wait for me to pour the wine again." After speaking, the fat dumpling looked at his father and waved his small hand, "Father, pour another glass for the child!"
Yang Shifeng wiped his face dumbfounded, and took the pot of warm milk for his son and poured a cup for the fat dumpling again.
The fat dumpling was very satisfied, and he touched a glass with Fu Yan and said, "Good brother, let's do it!"
Fu Zhuo also followed his example and shouted, "Come on, let's do it!"
The movement here finally attracted the attention of the two old ladies who were chatting happily. The corners of their mouths twitched when they saw this, and they secretly recalled who the two children were learning from.
On this side, the fat dumpling had just had a cup of milk with Fu Yan, when his sleeve was pulled, he turned his head and saw a pair of eyes that were as black and moist as grapes. He liked these eyes. Now, every time I see them, I want to kiss these two little grapes, and he does the same at the moment, leaning over and kissing the two little grapes, he gets Xiao Ruoyu's sweet smile, "Brother ... "
Xiao Ruoyu clumsily picked up her glass of milk and almost spilled it, but she still said to the fat dumpling seriously, "Brother, cheers."
The fat dumpling hurriedly touched hers with his own cup, but his strength was very gentle, "Ruoyu, cheers."
Xiao Ruoyu smiled sweetly and slowly drank the milk in the cup, leaving a circle of milk stains around his mouth, but his expression was extremely satisfied.
Fu Heng Fu Zhuo, who was watching from the side, said, "..." Why didn't my sister toast to them, and why did my sister like to smile at the dumplings so much? I didn't smile so much at them. Whose sister is this
Therefore, Fu Heng and Fu Zhuo somehow felt that the smile of the dumplings at this time was a little annoying.
Fan Yu poked Eleven's waist and sighed with her in a low voice: "Hey, Eleven, why does my little idiot like your dumplings so much, she has never laughed so much at us. , when I see your dumplings, it's so sweet, why do I feel like my daughter has been raised for nothing?"
"Go, go." Eleven pushed her, "Don't talk nonsense, the child is still young, it's just love among children."
Fan Yu shook his head inexplicably, his voice lower, "I always think that's not the case. The more I look at it, the more I think your dumpling will be my son-in-law in the future, do you believe it?"
Eleven glanced at the little girl Ruoyu who was wiping the mouth of her fat dumpling with a handkerchief, and her heart trembled. She also thought that Xiao Ruoyu was like her daughter-in-law, but...
Eleven leaned into Fan Yu's ear and said, "Let's leave this to the children, Ruoyu is still young, and now he just likes dumplings as much as he likes his brother, maybe in the future, let's not interfere, and Ruoyu's marriage , I'm afraid it's not that easy to decide, right?"
The Duwei Mansion is a family of officials and eunuchs with extraordinary power, and their families are just ordinary merchants. In this era, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are emphasized. The merchants are the lowest. Concubine, this is the rule of this era. Although she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with her family, and she doesn't feel that her dumplings are inferior to those of aristocratic families, the eyes of the world cannot be broken.
Fan Yu agrees with the first sentence of Eleven, but disagrees with the second sentence, "If I fool a daughter, she is my heart, my daughter is not a chess piece used to consolidate the status of the family, my daughter must find a husband and a husband. She likes it and is really good to her. I will never allow other people to interfere in Ruoyu's marriage. Besides, how can you be so unconfident about your own children, I can see that the future of the dumplings is extraordinary. It's not necessarily worse than the two boys in my family, who may be higher than who at that time."
Hearing Fan Yu say this, Eleven was happy and clapped her hand, "Then we will follow the child's own wishes, and we, the parents, will not interfere."
Fan Yu nodded, "Yes, don't interfere, just follow the fate."
This topic is no longer mentioned, Eleven talked to Fan Yu about the teaching of the dumplings, "Sister Yu, I was going to ask you for advice, the dumplings are three years old this year, we are planning to let him start enlightenment, but my dumplings are right He has no interest in studying, he especially wants to practice martial arts, and he also shouts every day that he wants to be a general, and he dislikes that our master cannot teach him kung fu. You are familiar with martial arts, so you can think of a way for me."
Fan Yu glared at Eleven and said, "Duanzi definitely wants to practice martial arts. He is a natural martial arts genius. You wouldn't want him to go into a career, would you? You're not confused, are you?"
Eleven didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No way, I didn't want him to go into a career, and the dumpling's temperament is not suitable."
Hearing Eleven's words, Fan Yu's expression improved, and he said, "My family is a family of military generals, can I not see the talent of the dumplings? You see, the dumplings are only three years old now, but their strength is stronger than my family's three years of martial arts training. He is big, and his body is strong and flexible. He is a good seedling who is born to practice martial arts. In addition, he likes to practice martial arts. You must practice martial arts for him. As for how to learn it, leave it to me, my boss. Second, I have already entered the martial arts hall of our clan and started to practice with the master, so you can also send the dumplings and let them practice together."
Eleven hesitated a bit, "This... Can outsiders enter the martial arts hall in your mansion?" Originally, she planned to ask Fan Yu to recommend a martial arts master to her.
"Others can't do it, Tuanzi will definitely do. I still have this face, and Tuanzi is so talented, Master Wu might even thank me for bringing him such a good seedling. You don't know the martial artist in our house. What kind of person is the master? He is a martial arts idiot, but he is also a prodigy. Children's martial arts. Let me tell you, it is the dream of all martial arts practitioners to be able to worship the martial arts master in our house as a teacher, and the talent of Tuanzi can't be let down."
Listening to Fan Yu's words, the hesitation in Eleven's heart is gone. There is a great master that is unavoidable for Tuanzi. Now she can't rely on her own ability to find a good teacher for Tuanzi. The government is the best for the group.
"Okay, Sister Yu, the dumpling will be handed over to you at that time. Please take care of him."
"Duanzi is the same as my son. I take good care of it, so you can rest assured, but the tuanzi is only three years old now, and it's too early to leave you now. I think it's better to start practicing when you are five years old. The children in the house usually start to practice martial arts at the age of five."
Nodding at eleven o'clock, three years old is indeed too young, and when the dumpling is five years old, she will be a lot more sensible, and then she will let him out with confidence. It happened to be taking advantage of these two years to quickly earn money to buy a house in the city, so that it would be more convenient for the tuanzi to live in in the future, so that the tuanzi would not have a home in the city, and her children did not need to rely on others.
After discussing this matter, a big stone fell in Eleven's heart. Looking at the fat son who was pushing a cup with Fu Heng and Fu Zhuo, he couldn't help feeling pity for him, little fat man, you can only be happy. Two years, two years later, your hard days will officially come.
Little Fatty didn't realize this at all. I heard that at the age of five, he could practice martial arts with a very powerful master, and he could also learn skills with Fu Heng and Fu Zhuo. To complain why I can't go to school now, why I have to wait another two years.
Eleven said "Haha" at the little fat man, and then began to give the little fat man basic exercises before learning martial arts.
Every morning, Eleven personally took the little fat man to run around the village in the morning. The little fat man had short calves. When he just ran, he ran very slowly, and he would fall down. Feeling distressed, he only let him get up by himself, and he didn't wait for him deliberately when running, which fully made him realize what it means to be out of reach.
Every time I waited for the eleventh to reach the finish line and finished breakfast, the panting little fat man ran to the finish line, his face was covered in sweat, but he never gave in, never complained a word, bitten every day. Zhe Ya tried hard to chase Eleven, using the words his mother taught him: a manly man, you can eat anything, just be able to endure hardship.
The little fat man still firmly remembered what his father told him: eat hard and suffer, and be in the best position.
Therefore, with the constant encouragement of the old father and mother, the fat dumpling just increased the speed faster and faster, and after half a year, he will be able to keep up with the pace of the eleventh. Then, on the eleventh, he started to tie a sandbag to Fat Dumpling's legs to let him run, and the weight of the sandbag increased little by little. From the beginning, Fat Dumpling could not move his legs, and then he could fly with a sandbag tied, and the whole village watched. To him he was stunned.
Although Eleven didn't say it, she was extremely proud that this was her son, and her son was great!
Eleven not only trains the fat dumplings to run, but also makes a sandbag and puts it in the yard. Every day, the fat dumplings are punched for an hour to improve their strength. When the fat dumplings can break a 100-pound sandbag with one punch, they will also Finally, the day has come for him to enter the military hall of the commander-in-chief.
At this time, the fat dumpling was five years old, and his stature reached the height of a six or seven-year-old child. His body was strong and his strength was abundant. As soon as Master Wu saw him, he circled around him several times, and his eyes lit up. Involuntarily, he reached out and pinched the bones of the dumplings. After pinching for a while, his eyes could be described as frenzy, "The bones are amazing, you are a natural martial arts genius!"
Fan Yu secretly gave Eleven a look: How is it, let me tell you, this Wu Chi is sure to be very satisfied with the dumpling.
Eleven quietly raised the corner of his mouth.
Master Wu is not only satisfied, he can't be satisfied any more. The children of the Duwei Mansion are not bad at martial arts, but he has never seen such a good seedling. Now such a good seedling is his apprentice and must be well polished.
Master Wu immediately asked, "What's your name?"
The little dumpling immediately raised his head and answered loudly: "My real name is Yang Tianle, and my nickname is Tuanzi. Master, you will be my closest person in the future. You can call me Tuanzi."
"Hey, you're not a thin-skinned child." Master Wu reprimanded, but he was more satisfied in his heart. Well, he is neither humble nor cowardly, confident and bold, that's what martial arts practitioners should be.
Master Wu asked again: "Then do you have anything special? Show me if you have any."
The fat dumpling didn't have any stage fright, he responded immediately, looked around at random, with his sleeves piled up, he went straight to a row of sandbags specially used for boxing practice, looked at them, ignored the small ones, and put them on the biggest sandbags instead. Stopped next to him, under the unbelievable sight of Master Wu, he clenched his fists and attacked quickly, only to hear a "bang", the sandbag was directly knocked out and burst, and sand was scattered all over the ground.
"Wow—" The children watching on the sidelines were all shocked. They didn't expect such a small little brother to be so powerful.
Master Wu was also shocked. The sandbag that was just broken by Tuanzi was actually used to practice boxing for children over ten years old. It was very strong. It has never been broken for many years. fly.
Fan Yu was also shocked and called out, "Oops", and looked at Eleven and Yang Shifeng in disbelief: "This child of both of you is going to heaven!"
Yang Shifeng pursed his lips and smiled, and Eleven lowered his head and smiled. He was embarrassed to tell her that, in fact, the strange power of the dumplings was inherited from her, and she could easily knock the sandbag away with one punch.
Over there, Master Wu saw that the tuanzi had already seen a rare treasure, and immediately ordered someone to get the tuanzi's training clothes, and personally explained the tuanzi's daily work and rest time.
Knowing that the dumplings will learn martial arts in the commander's mansion in the future, the happiest person is Xiao Ruoyu, the charming and naive little girl happily circles the dumplings, and holds the hand of the dumplings brother and smiles sweetly, eating When I was still in the middle of the pack, I kept giving my brother dumplings some delicious food, saying that my brother dumplings had to eat more after practicing martial arts. That way, her two brothers were so sour that they couldn't eat.
However, who knows that since Tuanzi entered the martial arts hall to practice martial arts, her charming little sister begged her mother to make a set of strong clothes, and ran to the martial arts hall every day, standing under the big tree to watch them practice martial arts. They both couldn't do it if they wanted to besiege the dumplings, and they were so annoyed.
Fan Yu wrote a letter to tell Eleven about this matter. Eleven was so happy to lie in Yang Shifeng's arms and laugh. Although he could only see the group for a few days a month, Fan Yu's letters never stopped. All the big and small things that happened will be written in the letter to let them know that they have never missed every bit of the danzi's growth.
Eleven sincerely appreciates Fan Yu.
At this time, there was only one child left in the family, but Xiao Shishi was also a young boy. He read books very well. At the age of thirteen, he was admitted to a scholar, and at the same time, Xiaohuzi was also admitted. , the two children simply blasted a huge wave in Shiliba Village.
Master Qiao found Eleven and said that his ability was no longer enough to train them, and they should go to a better academy. Therefore, despite being reluctant, Eleven sent Xiao Shi to the best Tianhu Academy in the city to study, and also sponsored Xiao Huzi to go with him.
After the little stone left, there was not a single child in the family. Every day was quiet and there was no fun.
The most unbearable is Grandpa Yang. Looking at the empty house, he often sighs, and then stares at Eleven's stomach and whispers: "It would be nice to have another one."
Eleven pretended not to hear every time. This matter is not something she can decide. The dumplings are already a gift from God, and nothing else can be forced. She and Yang Shifeng have a good relationship, and Yang Shifeng wants it very much. They have never contracepted, but they have not conceived again after so many years, which shows that they do not have this blessing.
Yang Shifeng also accepts this fact, he is very content with a group, and he does not dare to force it any more.
Both husband and wife believe that they will have only one child in this life.
However, life is always full of unknowns and surprises that always catch you off guard.
When Tuanzi was ten years old, Eleven suddenly felt a surge of sour water come out when he was eating fish, and he vomited all the food in his stomach in disgust. After that, he couldn't eat anything.
Eleven and Yang Shifeng both thought that something was wrong with their bodies, how could they know that Eleven gave them a pulse, and they were stunned. She actually showed a happy pulse, how could it be possible!
Yang Shifeng asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with your body?"
Eleven looked at him blankly, without saying a word, and changed his wrist to give it to himself again, but the result was still the same. Now, she can't believe it anymore.
Facing Yang Shifeng's anxiously inquiring eyes, Eleven suddenly smiled, wrapped his arms around his neck and whispered in his ear: "Brother Shifeng, God has favored us again."
"Ah?" Yang Shifeng didn't understand what it meant, but it seemed like it wasn't a bad thing.
Eleven put his big hand on his abdomen, "Brother Shifeng, you are going to be a father again."
"Ah..." Yang Shifeng was dumbfounded, completely stunned, watching Eleven's stomach turned into a stone statue.
A quarter of an hour later, Yang Shifeng, who finally came to his senses, laughed loudly, picked up Eleven and turned around several times, and the whole village could hear his excited voice, "I'm going to be a father again!!!"
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