Ma'am, I was wrong

Liu Yanshu glanced at Mr. Li who was waving his hands in surprise, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Li, are you sure you really need our help?"

With a questioning and confused voice reaching his ears, Mr. Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a firm tone, "I'm absolutely sure that I need your help, and you don't need to question that."

Zhou Zihao nodded approvingly, and then echoed: "That's right, Brother Liu, you see this old man's life is so pitiful, let's help as much as we can."

Zhou Zihao stared at Liu Yanshu Xinwucheng Mansion and said, his expression was very sympathetic to the old man, he couldn't remember how Mr. Li scolded them before.

Hearing this, Liu Yanshu took a deep breath, and after a long time, her complexion changed, her eyes sharpened, and she said softly: "That's for sure, when encountering such a situation where the road is uneven, she can help a little."

Gritting his white teeth lightly, he wished to tear off Zhou Zihao's meat and feed it to the dogs, thinking to himself: I am really not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.

Liu Yanshu pursed her lips and looked at Zhou Zihao with a smile. Sometimes she really liked Zhou Zihao's helpful character, and her heart was soft and kind.

However, sometimes it doesn't look so pleasing to the eye, for example, saving a person of unknown origin now.

It's also about saving people, she dare not say that saving herself and Su Yan is more useful and worth more than others, but can she not save people like this without thinking.

Saving people is certainly a good thing, but this good thing depends on the circumstances under which it happened. In her opinion, this Mr. Li is not a good person.

Even though she may have a certain prejudice because of the fact that Mr. Li scolded them for being unreasonable before.

Before walking a few steps, Mr. Li had a very happy chat with Zhou Zihao. Zhou Zihao was so heart-to-heart to him, he said everything, just kidding, how could a three-year-old fox fight a 30-year-old fox.

This is also the reason why Liu Yanshu can find out that Mr. Li has problems, but it is not enough for him. After all, he still eats more rice than others.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Li twisted a piece of pine nut jujube paste cake in his hand, took a bite, and asked casually.

"Go to Suzhou City."

Mr. Li hesitated for a while, and said with a half smile: "There are not many people in Suzhou City this winter, why are you going to Suzhou?"

"Old Li, look at what you said. Why can't we go to Suzhou City if you can go to Suzhou City?" Zhou Zihao scratched his head and looked at Old Li innocently.

Liu Yanshu smiled silently when she heard this.

Sometimes it is even more difficult to answer what people with no heart say.

Mr. Li choked, his expression slightly unnatural, and said: "Didn't I just ask? I see that Suzhou City is still far away, and I won't be there in a while."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yanshu's heart sank, and she touched Su Yan's face. Although the temperature had dropped, it was inevitable that she would not make a comeback like last time, which made him hard to guard against.

Liu Yanshu has never been to Suzhou City, so she doesn't know the distance from Suzhou City to Cangwu Academy.

But anyway, she remembered the map of the Da'an Dynasty, the approximate location of some cities, and the distance to the next city, she still knew more or less.

If she remembers correctly, Cangwu Academy is located on the border of Suzhou City, and it takes several days to walk from Cangwu Academy to Suzhou City, but they are using a horse-drawn carriage now.

No matter how long the carriage runs day and night, it is impossible to travel thousands of miles in one day.

"You are from the nearby Cangwu Academy." Elder Li narrowed his eyes slightly and asked casually.

"Yes." Zhou Zihao replied without hesitation, his eyes widened in the next second, his face was surprised, and he asked in confusion, "However, Mr. Li, how did you know?"

Hearing this, Liu Yanshu and Shutong couldn't help rubbing their foreheads, and looked to the other side with disgust. Now they really don't want to see Zhou Zihao at all.

Elder Li casually pointed at Liu Yanshu and Su Yan, and said in a low voice, "Aren't those two wearing Confucian shirts from Cangwu Academy?

"Oh." Zhou Zihao nodded, thinking: Why didn't he notice what clothes Liu Yanshu and Su Yan were wearing before.

He looked at Liu Yanshu and Su Yan motionlessly, and after a long time, he realized that their clothes were more or less dirty, and he had worn them too.

Often together, watching for a long time, also did not notice.

"You went to Suzhou City just for him?" Elder Li pointed to Su Yan, who was lying pale in Liu Yanshu's arms, and said with certainty.

Zhou Zihao nodded, sighed, and nodded.

Mr. Li glanced at Zhou Zihao, his face was calm, and he said in surprise: "But, my old bones vaguely remember that the Cangwu Academy disaster is not holding a winter hunt right now, so why didn't you little fellows participate? And how this little guy is so scarred, it looks like he won't live long."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Yanshu's face suddenly darkened, and a cloud of black clouds hung over her head.

How can I say that Su Yan is the one who lives a long time, and he is the one who doesn't live a long time. He is everywhere, but he doesn't say anything good.

Zhou Zihao nodded first, then shook his head, and muttered, "No, Mr. Li, how do you know that Cangwu Academy is holding a winter hunt?"

Liu Yanshu moved aside without showing her expression, for fear that she would be pissed off by Zhou Zihao, and she would be so ashamed.

Cangwu Academy is famous all over the world, when to enter school, when to leave school, where to do what, these things can be said to be known all over the world, why ask.

Mr. Li ignored Zhou Zihao's question, but looked at Liu Yanshu, and said, "Boy, tell me what happened, how could he be like this, if you say it well, maybe I can save him by being merciful to the old man. "

When Liu Yanshu heard the first few sentences, she didn't want to pay attention to Mr. Li's question at all, but when she heard the last sentence, doubts and confusion appeared in her eyes.

On the surface, Su Yan's illness didn't look that serious. An ordinary doctor would probably say a low-grade fever when he came to treat him, but Liu Yanshu knew it very well in her heart.

Su Yan's illness is not as simple as it appears on the surface. There are also large and small scratches on his body, as well as some invisible injuries, such as internal organs.

The reason why she insisted on taking Su Yan to Suzhou City to see a doctor was not only what the previous doctor said, but also because Liu Yanshu was afraid that the little doctors around her were not experienced enough to see Su Yan's illness.

Liu Yanshu told exactly how she met Su Yan before, but she concealed that she found out that Su Yan was murdered and recognized Su Yan.

"I see." Mr. Li gently stroked his beard, and a complex look appeared in his eyes.

The name of the title of this chapter is the same as Persimmon’s heartfelt voice. Sometimes Persimmon feels that what he writes is really invisible, but when no one really reads it, he feels sad again.