Dressed as a peasant girl, she pampered the powerful villain

"Azheng made this?" Wang Shuyan looked surprised. This little kid could actually make the prototype of an 'electric fan'?

Erlang and Sanlang looked proud and nodded heavily.

Erlang said: "Yes, Brother Azheng has been doing this for a long time."

Sanlang added: "His hands were cut by the knife, and the blood was flowing. It was scary."

Mrs. Zhang came back after adding firewood to the bath. She happened to hear San Lang's words and said with a smile: "Don't listen to San Lang's exaggeration. The medicine has been applied. It's really a good skill. This is the first time I have seen this thing." .”

Ever since his birthday, Mrs. Zhang had often watched him tinkering with something in the tea pavilion with sweat all over his face, either whittling or smashing. It wasn't until he was injured that she realized that Ah Zheng was tinkering with small objects for summer use.

Xiao Yuan was hiding his injured hand, looking at Sister Wang expectantly, waiting for her comment.

The child's movements were clumsy. Wang Shuyan saw it at a glance and stepped forward to grab his hand to check the wound. A bloody cut was made on his index finger. After applying the medicine, the child recovered very quickly and almost scabbed over.

Xiao Yuanzheng said quickly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He didn't expect that Uncle Lin's birthday gift would be a pair of exquisite carpentry tools and a long-lost craftsman's album. He was really flattered when he received this gift. He just said, Uncle Lin I actually wrote it down.

He used to like to study small wooden pieces in the house, and after getting this set of tools, he couldn't help but tinker with it. In addition, recently he kept hearing Aunt Zhang shout "hot" every day, so he thought hard and made this thing.

Although his intentions were not very pure and seemed to please Aunt Zhang, his intentions were sincere.

Wang Shuyan touched his head and opened his mouth to praise: "Azheng, you have to protect these hands. I hope you can do more."

I really didn't expect this little kid to have such a talent. As expected, the craftsmanship of our ancestors is really incredible. It is best to create conditions when there are no conditions.

Xiao Yuanzheng's eyes sparkled when he heard this: "Sister, do you really like me?" His anxiety immediately turned into overflowing joy.

Wang Shuyan continued to praise without hesitation: "I like it, you are so powerful."

This guy is sensitive and thoughtful. If he doesn't say a few words, he will think he is perfunctory.

The hard work of the past few days has paid off. Xiao Yuanzheng smiled happily: "Then I will make one for you all."

Ms. Zhang heard this but disagreed. Worried that Xiao Yuanzheng had cut her finger again, she waved her hand and said, "Don't, don't, don't listen to your sister. She's still injured." Then she glared at her daughter and said, " You are so young and you are so arousing."

In Zhang's mind, Ah Zheng was not her own child after all, and she had to look carefully before she could explain anything to her 'benefactor'.

Wang Shuyan disagreed and asked, "Are you afraid of getting hurt?"

"Don't be afraid!" Xiao Yuan was shaking his head vigorously with a solemn expression. He could only avoid injury by practicing more. If he was afraid of being injured, he would lose the opportunity to grow rapidly.

Wang Shuyan was very satisfied with the answer and smiled: "Good job."

Xiao Yuan was smiling even more happily. The feeling of being affirmed was really wonderful. He felt that the little haze in his heart was being illuminated by a ray of soft light, which made him feel warm.

Erlang: "I'm not afraid of getting hurt either. Brother Azheng, if you teach me, I will learn it too."

Sanlang thought carefully for a moment: "I... I'm still young, I'll learn from you later." Then he remembered something and asked Xiang Wang Shuyan: "Sister, did you buy me candied haws?"

Wang Shuyan rolled her eyes at him: "No." This little snacker.

Sanyang dared to be angry but dared not say anything with a tigerish face.

Xiao Yuanzheng was still immersed in the joy of being recognized, and seemed to have ignored Erlang and Sanlang's words. He just wanted to make a few more small wooden fans, and when Uncle Lin came, he would also give him one as a return gift.

……

Wang Shuyan slept until she woke up naturally the next day. No matter how naturally she was burdened with the responsibility of "ten thousand bottles of patent medicine", she got up early. Zhang was earlier than her and was already busy making breakfast on the stove.

She passed by her brother's room and found that they were sleeping together again, so she complained to herself that it was not too hot.

Ah Zheng was really good-tempered. Even though Erlang pressed his chest with his feet and was held by Third Lang, he still slept gracefully and delicately.The picture was so harmonious that she couldn't bear to destroy it, so she left after watching it.

Wang Shuyan first bathed the horse and then fed it. After finishing these things, Zhang's breakfast was also prepared. When it was brought to the main hall, the smell of the big cake woke up San Lang. As soon as he woke up, the little boy Yuan Zheng and Er Liang also woke up.

Mrs. Zhang told them to wash up quickly, and then the three of them stretched out sleepily and got out of bed.

Erlang carried the urine bucket and poured it into the toilet. After washing the urine bucket, he went into the bathroom to rinse his mouth and face.

San Lang was the fastest in his movements. He just wiped a few handfuls and wanted to leave, but Xiao Yuanzheng grabbed him and said, "You still have eye mucus." Then he gently wiped it off for him with his handkerchief.

Erlang said disgustedly: "Why are you so careless every time, and you still have a bunch of boogers?"

Sanlang people are the smallest and thickest, with an unmoved look on their face: "It's not like you don't have any, why are you making such a fuss."

The two brothers started fighting each other again, and Erlang snorted: "Yes, there are, but it's not like you always want to hoard them for the New Year."

Xiao Yuanzheng chuckled, and was once again amused by the bickering between the two men. The sound of hahaha filled the bathroom.

Erlang and Sanlang were not surprised at all, and they didn't understand why Brother Azheng's smile was so low. They laughed out loud together and cheered together.

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Cun Zong's farmhouse was far away. After breakfast, Wang Shuyan rode his horse in the direction of Cun Zong's farmhouse. Dressed in a neat bronze green shorts and light clothing, he rode a white horse that rolled up smoke and made a dashing appearance.

The figure of the galloping horse was so eye-catching in the village that the villagers looked at him in shock.

When they arrived at the farmhouse, Wang Shuyan tied the horse's rope and paid the bill with the coachman first. Because it was inconvenient to eat, he could only bring them wild vegetable cakes made by Zhang.

One oxcart cost 150 cents, and the total for fifteen carts was two taels and 250 cents. She paid the rickshaw driver with the copper she had picked up from Father Li in advance last night.

After watching them leave happily, I locked the door of the farmhouse, rode the horse home, and rushed to Dr. Li's hospital. It was almost noon when I got there. Shen Que had already arrived and was helping weigh the medicine with Dr. Li. .

Seeing her coming, Shen Que's handsome eyebrows stretched and he smiled and said, "I thought you would come after lunch."

Wang Shuyan said obediently: "I know my father will definitely ask Mother Cui to leave some food for me, so I don't dare to have lunch at home."

Father Li smiled and said: "Go and see if the first one can bottle it."

The yard is filled with many large jars of wine, which have been divided before. Some have been poured and soaked, and some are left to dry because there is not enough fragrance.

Since the freshly picked herbs need to be dried for two days to maintain accurate proportions, it rained a few days ago, so it was not until today that the whole patchouli was dried for use.

Wang Shuyan came out of the back room after checking the medicine and said to Father Li: "It's OK, but the bottle must be steamed and sterilized before bottling."

Shen Que was dumbfounded: "With so many bottles, we have to build a big steamer in the yard."

Doctor Li nodded: "It doesn't matter. I also use a big steamer when I prepare the medicinal materials. Just go back to the pharmacy."

While he was talking, his eyelids suddenly twitched wildly. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyelids, but didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that the conditions were met, Wang Shuyan said enthusiastically, "Okay, let's prepare the ten large wine jars of rugosa today, and then pour the wine to seal the jars."

Just do what you say, the three of you were busy all day long, and it was already night when they went back.

Doctor Li watched the two people retreating, carefully locked the door of the main hall, and went back to the room to rest while humming a tune.

Not long after, when the light in the medical center was blown out, two tall figures came out of the darkness, climbed over the wall sneakily into the hospital, and tiptoed towards the direction of the gun dispensary.

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