One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 342: They Are All Bad Guys
Early the next morning, Yan Qingzhi packed up some things and went out without waiting for Su He to call her after her practice.

It's not too late for this matter, who knows what those people think, in case Yan Qingzhi wants to increase the size, she will come to the door with some things today!

After all, people with good brains should always find a suitable person to come and ask about it!I don't have anyone from my own family, so the one who directs a mediator to pull fiber is here, what does it look like.

Yan Qingzhi remembered this once and got angry once.

Yan Qingzhi did not go to the classroom next to the library, but went straight through the corridor and directly into Feng Shanchang's yard.

Feng Shanchang's servant was bringing hot water from the small kitchen and was going to wait for Feng Shanchang to get up and wash, and was startled when he saw Yan Qingzhi.

It's still dark today, why don't you be so diligent!
"Girl! You...you..."

He wanted to ask why you came, but Yan Qingzhi just greeted him and rushed to the door with the things he brought.

Feng Shanchang was already dressed, but he hadn't washed his face and combed his hair.

When the little old man heard Yan Qingzhi's voice, his beard trembled, but his hands kept moving, so he quickly put his clothes on first.

When Yan Qingzhi knocked on the door, Feng Shan's long legs were stuck on the cotton pants.

"Knock knock knock! Knock what! Don't let people stop in the morning..."

He didn't know what Yan Qingzhi was making, but judging from his state, it shouldn't be a matter of life and death, otherwise Yan Qingzhi would have to make a noise outside the door.

Yan Qingzhi heard his energetic voice, and the knock on the door instantly raised three heights, so frightened that Feng Shanchang almost stepped on the air.

Duan Shui's servant stood beside Yan Qingzhi, anxious to stop him.

"Girl, girl, be quiet..."

Do you have any idea how old your master is?If you slam the door so hard, you are not afraid to send him away!

Yan Qingzhi leaned on the door glass and looked into the room, but unfortunately there was a curtain on it, so she couldn't see anything.

Chang Feng Shan finally put on his clothes and put on his shoes, and then he panted and shouted angrily outside the door.

"Come in, come in... chasing your life, you!"

Yan Qingzhi pushed open the door and rushed in, and the servants followed behind her and entered.

Feng Shan hunched his back to support the position of his heart and walked to the side of the washbasin, not wanting to talk to Yan Qingzhi at all.

His hair is almost white, and it is messy when not combed. As a scholar, he has always maintained his glossy appearance, and his image and temperament are tightly controlled.

However, with the increase of age, the death of the wife, and the children in the family are not around all the year round, the family members also use more than the sincerity...

The small things were listed one by one, killing most of the enthusiasm in his heart.

He also finally understood why those great people who were famous for their entire lives were always able to raise a few wastes when they were old.

Although waste is annoying to others, I am so happy!

Just think of the current Yan Qingzhi, although he is annoying enough, but looking at his vigorous appearance, his eyes are full of sincerity, it always makes him feel that he is not so old and lonely.

"Master! Master, you have to decide for me~~~"

Yan Qingzhi's voice twisted and turned, Feng Shanchang was speechless, the servant handed the wet towel to him, he wiped his hands and face, then looked in Yan Qingzhi's direction, and took the bowl of warm water in his hand. He brushed his few teeth with a tooth-powdered brush.

The expression of watching the play is self-evident, and Yan Qingzhi is also happy to perform.

"Master, my disciple is aggrieved! Although I say that my disciple is stubborn, I don't have enough knowledge, I'm a girl, and I don't have a good reputation outside..."

Feng Shanchang snorted coldly.

As far as your reputation is not obvious, your green garden is a trick every day, and the playthings in the Zhaodu are not as colorful as your game designs, so you are not famous, and you almost have to rely on you to become famous as a teacher!
"Of course, Tu'er will be aggrieved by himself. Tu'er can endure it... Tu'er can not only endure it once, but can also endure it twice, and endure it three times... But this time they have gone too far!"

"If the disciples endure it any longer, they will slap your master in the face!"

"Woooooooo..."

Feng Shanchang raised his head and rinsed his mouth, spit out the water, Yan Qingzhi covered his face, and entered the stage of selling miserable.

"They must have treated us as a helpless orphan girl, so they could rush to the door and say those nonsense words without any scruples at this time."

"They are deceiving me and have no backers. They want to slap my face and stick it in his house... Master, I have been studying for many years, and I have learned from you, but a local rich man stepped on his face. Disciple is useless, apprentice woohoo..."

The servant brought the stool over, and Feng Shanchang sat in front of the mirror on the washstand, watching the servant dipped in warm water and combed his hair.

Yan Qingzhi looked at Feng Shanchang through the gap between her fingers, just in time to see Feng Shanchang's eyes in the mirror, she pouted, and quickly covered her eyes again...

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Feng Shanchang was really tired. This morning, it was annoying.

"You can do it! Say something if you have something to do, stop squeezing tears!"

Yan Qingzhi didn't get off the stage even after being dismantled. She looked in the direction of Feng Shanchang with bright eyes, and she happily moved a chair and sat beside Feng Shanchang.

"It's still my master who is amazing. He can see my details at a glance, and my disciples admire it!"

Feng Shanchang was really speechless, the little girl's eyes were full of light when she laughed, and the displeasure that he was almost blocked in the room was almost dissipated.

When he first met Yan Qingzhi, the little girl was only 13 years old, she looked shrewd on the surface, but after getting to know her, she found out that this child is really funny on the inside, and sometimes he has to support himself for the sake of the scene with only a half-knowledge. I thought others couldn't see it, but how could those really smart people not see it...

Every time she experienced something, the layers of unease hidden beneath her surface calm made Feng Shanchang both amused and soft-hearted.

"Stop flattering and say something quickly."

Feng Shan straightened his face, still the same serious look as he saw Yan Qingzhi.

Yan Qingzhi moved her chair forward again, and by the way put the things in her hand on the side of the corner.

"Master, let me tell you, I'm really angry about this. I was having dinner yesterday, but a matchmaker came to the door, and the first month's empty-handed visit is fine, she will tell me as soon as she comes up. Good news, just ask me if I know the Lu family..."

"I'm so mad at me. I saw this old lady in the first few days, and she even made a chance encounter with me. When I met, she praised me for my good color and bearing, and asked me if I was married or not..."

Speaking of this, Feng Shanchang's face suddenly changed, and he turned his head to ask Yan Qingzhi what to do, but the servant was not prepared, and he didn't let go of his hair, almost pulling his scalp.

"Ouch, sir..."

The servant wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Feng Shanchang's wave. He had turned around and asked Yan Qingzhi.

"What did she say! What did you say?"

When Yan Qingzhi saw Feng Shan grow up like this, he was not polite at all, and immediately reiterated his previous experience, and of course confused some things by the way.

After all, there are some things that those people didn't say. If she didn't say it, what Feng Shanchang thought, that was Feng Shanchang's business. She could pretend to be stupid when she really asked.

Just kidding, you can't tell me kiss, but can you tell my cousin?

By the time Yan Qingzhi followed Feng Shan out, Feng Shan had already packed himself up and walked out the door with a stinky face.

When the two of them arrived in the classroom where they were taking classes on weekdays, Zhang Nianping was already sitting in it. The handyman in the academy was making a fire there. Zhang Nianping lit the lamp and read a book in a wheelchair. When he saw Yan Qingzhi and Feng Shanchang come in together, No surprises.

Today, Feng Shanchang was a little irritable, and he sent the two away before get out of class was over.

Yan Qingzhi pushed Zhang Nianping back in a wheelchair, and she happily went to talk to Su He about it.

It's just that as soon as she entered the door, she didn't wait for Su He's inquiry, and only waited for a sentence.

"Your strength is not enough, start practicing during this time!"

Yan Qingzhi felt like she was struck by lightning. From this day on, her time was filled with reading books and practicing qigong.

The previous plan to specialize in one development was directly shelved to a place far away.

Su He suddenly seemed to be a different person. He stopped playing mahjong and stared at her every day. Yan Qingzhi was under too much pressure, so he could only bring the children over to clean up himself.

These children who jumped up and down every day became honest all of a sudden, and even going to the academy to study became one of their few leisure and pleasures.

Feng Shanchang quickly solved the problem.

He thought that the Lu family had taken a fancy to Yan Qingzhi, and worried that after a long time, an accident would affect Yan Qingzhi's reputation.

Yan Qingzhi was very grateful to him.

Until he heard that Su He had asked Yan Qingzhi to practice, and in order to allow Yan Qingzhi to better adjust the time, he moved the classroom from the academy to the Yan family's backyard.

Ah!
Yan Qingzhi used to be able to lie quietly on the floor on the chair and on the railing for a while when she was resting. Now, these hours are all filled by Feng Shanchang's lessons...

Ha ha!

These two old men, every good thing!

Besides the two of them, the other person who was not a good thing was Xue Jinrong.

Su He used to get some herbs for her to drink, but Yan Qingzhi didn't object much, and it was not a big deal to drink some medicine.

But things are different now. Xue Jinrong is a female doctor. Su He used to have many ideas that he could not complete by himself, but now he can do it by handing over to Xue Jinrong.

Drinking medicine can no longer satisfy the research of the two academic madmen, and their goals point to more directions.

So Yan Qingzhi practiced for a day during the day, thinking that when it would stop at night... Then he saw a big bucket of black and smelly medicine. Every time Yan Qingzhi soaked it, there was a kind of needle all over his body. General pain.

And this is just the beginning.

Because she just came out of the medicine barrel, Xue Jinrong would really take out the silver needle...

No matter how tired she was on the first day, the next morning, Yan Qingzhi was ready to get up from the bed refreshed. She hated her good spirits.

Even in order to be lazy, I once pretended to have dysmenorrhea, diarrhea, and a bad mood when I came to my aunt...

It's a pity that some people are so talented. Other women have to go through it every month. She doesn't have the slightest influence, except that she can't take a medicinal bath. The strong one is no different from her every day on weekdays.

So she spent four months in this kind of immortal training.

The April in Chao County is very humid, Yan Qingzhi has lived here for six or seven years, and still can't get used to it.

During this time, Su He's expression became more and more serious, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Yan Qingzhi discussed with Yan Qingzhu, and both of them felt that this Poyun Spear might not have been entrusted to others by Su He. snatched, or fell into the hands of others for other reasons.

Yan Qingzhi didn't feel disillusioned. Thinking about a sect with only one name, they couldn't even provide them with some resources, so they had a general idea of ​​the situation of this sect.

It is said that the poor and rich are rich. Look at this big family, just eating is a lot of expenses every year.

Yan Qingzhi used to be able to sell some food, but as her children grew up, the food she collected from the fields was basically eaten by her family.

It's obviously not enough. As they grow up, they will only eat more and more. If there is a disaster year or something, the cost will double and go up.

These Su He couldn't guarantee them, and they had to rely on Yan Qingzhi.

However, Yan Qingzhi had no complaints, and Su He also brought her a lot of convenience, not to mention her knowledge of kung fu, that is, she could live here unscrupulously, relying on Su He's blessing.

One must be content, and one cannot deny all his devotions just because others fail to meet their expectations.

Now it's time for Yan Qingzhi to do something for Su He!

April 28 is another year of temple fairs.

Su He unexpectedly gave Yan Qingzhi a day off, and asked her to take her children to the temple fair after she finished her morning practice.

Jun Tongyue also went with him.

Xue Jinrong didn't go. She was left behind by Su He. She didn't know what to study together. When Yan Qingzhi took the children out, they didn't see them come out of the hall.

I don't know why, but Yan Qingzhi subconsciously felt a little cool breeze swishing on his back.

Unspeakable horror.

Before Yan Qingzhi squeezed into the crowd, she divided her own children into groups, and instructed them not to run around if they got scattered, and waited for Yan Qingzhi to find them somewhere.

She and Jun have limited energy in the same month, and Zhang Nianping can't manage so much in a wheelchair, so he can only give them more trust.

But fortunately, they have all suffered hardships, deeply understand that it is not easy to eat enough, and they all have the experience of being kidnapped. After a circle, everyone is still together.

At the beginning of time, the temple fair began to disperse.

Yan Qingzhi and Jun also brought a group of children home in the same month. On the way, they also met the Pen Mozhai guys who were resting for a few days. It seems that their family made some bamboo baskets to sell at the temple fair. The guy's simple and honest father insisted on giving it to Yan Qingzhi. No matter what Yan Qingzhi said, it was useless, and he didn't want any money. Yan Qingzhi could only accept it in the end.

However, she took out the dessert that was originally reserved for Su He, and gave it to the little guy as a gift.

It's not something valuable, it's just fresh.

There was a light rain on the way back, and Yan Qingzhi drove back the two children who were sitting outside.

She still used the carriage sent by Mei Heng at that time. This carriage was really strong. After all these years, she didn't have much trouble.

As soon as I entered the house, the meal was ready, and Su He was waiting in the corridor. The light rain dripped from the eaves of the corridor.

(End of this chapter)