After Li Jin parted with Chen Xiran, he walked towards Xinglintang. He ate meat patties today, and now he doesn't feel hungry.
"We... catch up?"
"Of course, hurry up, the apology can't be delayed any longer."
Li Jin didn't know that behind him, three or five students with books and pens in their hands discussed with each other that they wanted to come over and apologize.
"It's time to apologize last Mid-Autumn Festival. If you insist that Li Jin forgot about it, we'll pretend it never happened."
"It's all my fault. I apologize today. I invite everyone to go to Baishifang for dinner."
Although they are all students, these people are obviously from good families and can afford books and rice paper.
Up to now, Li Jin's books are copied by himself, and bamboo leaf paper is used for writing. A knife of rice paper costs a tael of silver, and he has not yet reached this level of luxury.
Li Jin walked to the alley where Xinglintang was located. This is not the main street, there are few people, and basically only people who seek medical treatment and medicine will come here.
The people behind him quickly stopped Li Jin: "Li Jin, brother Li, wait for us."
Li Jin stood still and saw a group of people who were quite familiar. These were all Mr. Song's students and the original owner's classmates.
"Brother Li, we are here to apologize for what happened in Piaoxiang Garden last year."
There was no such fragment in Li Jin's memory. Specifically, he didn't want to recall anything about the top girl at all.
Cut in two, clean and neat.
"Last year, we were ignorant and only knew that Brother Li likes beauties and the top card. So I got you drunk and shouted that you want to divorce your husband and marry someone else.
Because this incident has caused damage to Brother Li's reputation, we feel more guilty when we go back...
Apologize today. "
Li Jin just stood there without saying a word, this apology was too late.
However, this is also related to the character of the original owner. If he acts upright and sits upright, even if there is such a thing, others will just laugh and not speak, and treat it as a young man joking.
The original owner is a scumbag, so it's no wonder that some people take this seriously.
However, after Li Jin crossed over, he used his actions and efforts to let others know 'Li Jin' again, and at the same time, these rumors were completely eliminated.
No one will mention that incident anymore, and Yu Lijin's imperial examination has no impact.
Even if someone said it, there will be others who will smooth things out, saying that the juvenile spirit, and now the prodigal son has turned back.
After all, he didn't really do the Huf thing, and as long as he inquired a little, he would find out that he was actually a very fond of husband.
After those people apologized, they all felt a little nervous when they saw that Li Jin didn't speak.
"Brother Li, we know we are wrong, and we are willing to go to Piaoxiangyuan to clarify."
Li Jin stopped and said, "No, this matter has long since passed, and it doesn't make any sense to mention it now.
I can accept your apologies and leave it alone. "
He didn't say that he would forgive, after all, the people who were really hurt by this incident were the original owner and Qin Muwen.
But Li Jin thought that the original owner was long gone, and Qin Muwen probably didn't want to hear about Piaoxiang Garden again, so he let it be completely exposed.
Several people looked at Li Jinyuan's walking back and said, "Did he forgive us?"
"Apologizing so late, we are lucky not to pursue this matter, don't expect to be forgiven."
"Hey, why didn't I find Li Jin's face so scary before? It's more scary than Mr. Song holding a ruler."
Li Jin went to Xinglintang, and patients who often come here know him and greet him warmly.
"Doctor Li is here, can you have a consultation today?"
Zhou Gui hurried over to smooth things out: "Doctor Li is here to rest, so don't look forward to it."
Zhou Gui took Li Jin's back basket and put it in the inner hall. Doctor Wu was still checking the patient's pulse, so Zhou Gui told Li Jin first.
"Doctor Li, this Xiaoshi Pill sold eight this morning, and three people came to buy it. Two of them bought two each, earning eight cents, and the other bought four directly, earning seven cents. A total of ten Five texts.
Although Dr. Wu and I have been saying that Xiaoshi Pills are good, many people still think that the pills are not as reliable as soups, so they just came to ask and did not buy them. "
Li Jin said: "No hurry, always step by step."
Seeing Li Jin's calm face, Zhou Gui scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "I heard the effect of what you said, I really wish all these people would buy some and take them home, I'm too impatient."
Li Jin said: "Then I will still bring 30 of them tomorrow. When these can be sold out quickly, the Xiaoshi Pills can really be opened."
"I listen to you."
There were still some leftovers from the herbs he bought yesterday, but Li Jin didn't buy them today. After asking about the sales of Xiaoshi Pills, he went back.
When he got home in the afternoon, the teenager was rarely busy in the kitchen and yard.
Li Jin put down the basket and went to the bedroom only to find that the boy was sitting on the bed, making a jacket for him.
I haven't started to sew with a needle, but compared the amount of fabric and cotton.
The outer layer of fabric is made of purchased cotton, while the inner layer is directly made of coarse cloth. The rest of the fabric is just enough to make a cotton coat sewn with cotton inside and outside for the little bun.
A child's skin is delicate, and he is a brother, so naturally he needs to be cared for carefully.
Li Jin cleaned his hands, changed into a clean robe, and sat beside the bed. The boy pursed his lips and smiled at him, and continued his work.
Li Jin's hand was cool, reached into the quilt, found the hem of the boy's clothes, and reached up from below.
Qin Muwen stopped the movement of his hands, his eyelashes blinked quickly, like slender butterfly wings, frail and beautiful.
He whispered, "A Jin, I'll be cooking in a while."
But he didn't dare to stop Li Jin's actions.
Li Jin's hand found the boy's waist, put it on it, and pressed him neither lightly nor heavy.
He had seen the boy rubbing his waist unconsciously in the morning, but now he just wanted to press the boy to relieve his soreness.
After all, if the young man didn't have a sore back or sore legs today, he probably wouldn't choose to sit on the bed.
Qin Muwen was pressed by Li Jin like this, and it was a little tight at first, but later found it was really comfortable, and A Jin's hand didn't mess up.
The tips of his ears were all red, just now he thought...
Fortunately, Li Jin didn't pay attention to what he said before, otherwise he could really find a seam to get in.
Seeing that the movements of his comfortable hands had stopped, Li Jin simply let him lie down and said, "Where else does it hurt?"
Qin Muwen pointed to the other side of the waist again, Li Jin pressed about half a cup of tea, and the boy was so comfortable that his eyes narrowed.
Li Jin felt that Qin Muwen was like a well-behaved Samoyed, soft and white, which really made people want to bully him.
But he really didn't have any thoughts of bullying now. He pulled the quilt for him and said, "Sleep for a while when I'm sleepy, and I'll practice calligraphy."
Qin Muwen was really sleepy. He muttered, "I'm going to make clothes." He fell asleep at the same time, making Li Jin wonder whether to laugh or cry.
But Li Jin also knew that today's teenager was getting up early, and he was really tired at the moment.
After Li Jin practiced calligraphy, he contacted the basic skills of painting for a while.
When the sun was gradually setting in the west, the whistles and voices of the village men could be heard outside the house.
Li Jin went to Li Dazhuang's house to borrow a pestle and scoop, which is very convenient for mashing hawthorn and medicinal materials.
Although the jar for pounding garlic at home is heavy, it is still too small and needs to be ground a little bit. The pestle is much easier to use.
Li Dazhuang said, "I went to town with Zhuzi to sell firewood this morning, and the gentlemen in the teahouse are reading your poems!"
Li Jin smiled and said, "It's just a sudden inspiration."
"I'm a rude person, and I don't understand how you write poetry, but I know that being read by such people proves that you write well!
I can't use this pestle for the time being, you can use it first, and you can return it when you don't need it. "
"Thank you big brother."
That night, he didn't bully Qin Muwen again, and his husband's daily work was no easier than his.
Li Jin was also reluctant to pack up the housework, which made his back hurt.
When he went out in the morning, he said, "I'll be back later today, remember to eat first when you're hungry, you know?"
Qin Muwen nodded: "A Jin, don't be too tired."
"Care about me?"
"Um!"
Li Jin put the man in his arms and kissed him, and said with a smile, "I'm leaving."
Only Qin Muwen was left standing there, thinking, the farewell kiss fell from the forehead to the lips...
Today is the last day for Mr. Teahouse to read the poems of Chongyang, a scholar around him. As for which poems can be remembered by the people in the town, it is not up to Mr. Shun to decide.
But it is clear that this year's Chongyang poems stand out from Li Jin's idyllic poem.
Most of the daily life of Zhuang Jiahan is written, and in the end, there is no deliberate sublimation theme, but the more people chew it, the more interesting it is.
After school, Li Jin ordered a pot of tea in the teahouse and waited for Huang Yiling's arrival.
The shop assistant recognized him as Doctor Li from Xinglintang, and he refused to accept any money, but instead took him to a place by the window.
"If our shopkeeper knew that I dared to charge you for tea, he would definitely deduct my wages."
It is already a rule that the restaurant does not accept the money from Doctor Xinglintang. Although Li Jin is no longer in Xinglintang, he has prescribed some throat-smoothing decoction to Mr. Storyteller before, and there is still love.
Li Jin said, "Thank you."
When Huang Yiling arrived, he brought rice paper, pen and ink, and a bag of Li Jin that looked familiar.
Seeing Li Jin take a few more glances at the package, he took the initiative to explain with the idea of having a deep friendship with Li Jin: "This is a new Xiaoshi pill from Xinglintang.
Yesterday, Mr. Huang had a bad appetite. Doctor Wu recommended this medicine, so I bought a few.
It turned out so good that I hurried to buy some more today. "
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