Nothing was said all night.

The next day, around five watches, Zhang Teng, who was sleeping in the living room, got up early and went out to practice, while Yun Ying'er got up a little late.

The medicine Zhang Teng gave her worked well, and her sprained ankle had improved a lot in two days.

After Yun Ying'er got out of bed, after a little grooming, she took out a soft ruler of needlework and scissors, cut the fabric that Zhang Teng bought back yesterday, and started to make clothes.

By the time Zhang Teng came back, he had already made three strokes a day.

At this time, Yun Ying'er had put down her needlework, made a fire in the bamboo yard to cook porridge, picked some vegetables from the ground by the way, cleaned them, and made a few plates of stir-fry with bamboo shoots and wild mushrooms.

After Zhang Teng returned to the bamboo courtyard, he took a cold shower, changed into a light cyan samurai suit, sat at the dining table, and picked up chopsticks.

"Oh, taste it, how does it taste?" Yun Ying'er put a handful of vegetables in his rice bowl for Zhang Teng, and said expectantly.

She stared at Zhang Teng with a little nervousness, and kept watching him pick up the dish and put it in his mouth and chew it slowly.

Zhang Teng tasted it carefully, although this basket is an ordinary fried green vegetable, but it is salty and light, the heat is just right, crisp and fresh, and it is quite refreshing and appetizing.

"Hmm, it's fragrant, it tastes good. I didn't think your little girl's skills were good. He smiled and said to her, "You cook your own meals on weekdays, right?"

Hearing Zhang Teng's praise, Yun Ying'er's pretty face bloomed with a bright smile, and her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons.

She grinned and said with a little pride: "Of course, I cook the dishes on weekdays, and my father always says that only the dishes I cook suit his appetite, and he can't get used to eating other people's dishes." Come on, try this. ”

Yun Ying'er said as she sandwiched another plate of stir-fry for Zhang Teng.

"Green pepper bamboo shoots, well, pretty good, too. The color, flavor and flavor are all available, making people have an appetite. Zhang Teng took a sip of porridge, tasted the stir-fry she brought again, and praised it without hesitation.

"Well, this, and this, you can try it too. Yun Ying'er's face was excited, her happiness blossomed, and her eyes smiled into two lines.

"It's all delicious, you should eat it quickly, otherwise the food will be cold." Zhang Teng saw that she was so energetic to pick up vegetables for herself, but she didn't eat it herself, so she couldn't help but smile and shook her head, and quickly reminded her.

Soon, a breakfast was over.

Yun Ying'er held her cheeks in her hand, looked at the smooth empty plate, the clean bamboo bowl, and then looked at Zhang Teng elegantly wiping the corners of his mouth, his pretty face was full of sweet smiles, and there was a trace of strange confusion in his eyes.

Zhang Teng saw that she was in a daze, so he asked, "Little girl, how are you doing?"

"Huh, what?"

Yun Ying'er came back to her senses, but she didn't hear what Zhang Teng said.

Zhang Teng smiled helplessly and asked again: "Little girl, let me ask you how you are doing, when do you plan to go back?"

Yun Ying'er lowered her head when she heard this, and asked with some frustration: "Are you annoying people, do you want to drive people back?"

Zhang Teng smiled dumbly and said, "Hehe, little girl, where do you want to go? It's not that I annoy you and want to drive you back." It's just that if you come out like this and don't go home for a few days, I'm afraid your father will worry about you. ”

"Oh, that's what you said. Yun Ying'er raised her head, smiled brightly, and said to Zhang Teng playfully, "No, my father is often not at home, and if he is not at home for a day or two, he may not know." Besides, I've already left a note for my dad before, so he shouldn't be worried. Hee-hee, when I was a child, because I was afraid of the dark, my father was often absent, so I often went to my girlfriends to spend the night. My dad was used to it. ”

"Oh, that's it, that's okay. You will live here for the time being, and when you are healed and want to go back, I will send you back. “

Zhang Teng knows this, Yun Ying'er's father is named Yun Mengfei, a five-star doctor. I heard that his wife died early and raised a daughter alone, namely Yun Ying'er. He is friends with Lin Qian, the current head of Linjiazhuang, and when he goes out, he entrusts his daughter to Linjiazhuang to take care of him. With Yun Mengfei's identity as a five-star doctor, as well as her relationship with Lin Jiazhuang, Yun Ying'er basically has no problems in terms of life and personal safety.

"Okay, hee-hee. Yun Ying'er smiled like a flower, becoming more and more sweet and cute.

After breakfast, Zhang Teng left the bamboo courtyard and went to the nearby river to catch grass carp for a few days and sent it to Nie Qingniang's house.

On this day, Duoli's mother-in-law was not at home, and Nie Qingniang finished teaching the children in the morning, and asked the parents to pick them up at noon.

Recently, Suining Town has not been very peaceful, and the wild beasts around it are more frequent than in the past, often attacking pedestrians, and there have been many casualties. Not only that, but in some villages, there have been repeated incidents of women and children going missing, causing panic among the villagers.

Nie Qingniang left Zhang Teng to learn music and rhythm, and taught it for a whole afternoon.

Although Zhang Teng was asked by Nie Qingniang to learn music and rhythm, he studied very seriously, and Zhang Teng could easily master some basic knowledge, and draw inferences from one another, and he could understand it at one point.

In this regard, Nie Qingniang was naturally extremely satisfied, and felt quite comfortable and refreshing. After introducing Zhang Teng to orchestral instruments, she directly asked Zhang Teng to practice playing the flute.

However, Zhang Teng mastered music knowledge quickly, but when he really wanted to play a song with a flute, it was not so easy.

Listening to Zhang Teng's intermittent, sometimes high and sometimes low, all kinds of flutes, Nie Qingniang couldn't help laughing, and covered her mouth and snickered on the side.

This man was clever and quick-witted. However, no matter how smart you are, when you really put it into practice, at the beginning, there is not much difference between ordinary people and ordinary people.

Zhang Teng felt very depressed, and he didn't expect that playing the flute was not an easy task.

It seems that it didn't take a month or two to practice, and he didn't want to play the song smoothly.

For the master, it is extremely happy to have an apprentice who is very smart and talented. However, if the apprentice is too clever and masters the skill too quickly and easily, the master will have no sense of accomplishment and feel depressed.

Zhang Teng's performance is just in line with Nie Qingniang's expectations, theoretical knowledge is learned quickly, and practice is so-so, waiting for a long time to be taught and guided.

Playing the flute is not something that can be achieved overnight, and the coming days are long, and Nie Qingniang is not in a hurry.

She asked Zhang Teng to practice all the time, while she was drinking tea and reading books on the side, while correcting and reminding Zhang Teng from time to time. By the time Zhang Teng finished blowing a song intermittently and completely, it was already sunset and dusk.

Being able to finish a song in such a short period of time, how can it be said that his learning speed is still much faster than that of ordinary students. Nie Qingniang is also more and more satisfied with Zhang Teng's performance, and expects that one or two months will be enough for him to be able to play a good tune.

So, she asked him to get out of class and sent him back.

Before leaving, Nie Qingniang gave him a bamboo flute and told him to practice more on weekdays. There is also a way for him not to forget the agreement and remember to come to class on time. Zhang Teng accepted the flute, nodded in response, and hurried back to the bamboo courtyard.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, Granny Dori came back on his hind foot.

Her face was very bad, and she said to Nie Qingniang as soon as she entered the door: "Miss, don't go out recently, the old killer of the Wang family is not dead to you, I'm afraid that something will happen." ”

Nie Qingniang closed the book, frowned slightly, and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Granny Doli said angrily: "That old beast secretly found some thieves and wanted to take you away and bring you back to the royal family. ”

Nie Qingniang was not surprised, sighed lightly, put down the book in her hand, and said: "The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, if the Wang family wants to make trouble, they have to teach it a good lesson." ”

Mother-in-law Duoli hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Miss, let's let the old slave take action in this matter, the Wang family has a lot of eyes, and you are only afraid that you will reveal your identity and cause unnecessary trouble." ”

"Okay, okay then. Mother-in-law, be careful, although this is not the royal family of the capital, but it also has some origins, and there are many masters. ”

Nie Qingniang nodded, and with a flick of her slender jade fingers as she spoke, a three-foot-high vertical palace lamp in the corner of the wall a few feet away suddenly lit up, illuminating the living room brightly and dazzlingly.

Mother-in-law Duoli was commonplace, and there was not much surprise on the old face, so she nodded and responded: "The old slave knows, the old slave will be careful, and he will definitely let the old killer not dare to think about you again." ”

"Don't kill people unless you have to. Nie Qingniang advised, "After all, it is a branch of the royal family in the capital, so you have to take care of your face, and it's not good to make a big fuss." ”

Mother-in-law Duoli replied: "The old slave knows, and he will obey Miss's orders." ”

At this time, she saw a few grass carp raised in a wooden pot next to the wall, and her old face smiled, and asked Nie Qingniang, "Miss, this child Yiyun is here again today?"

"Well, it's mainly to come and learn music from me. Nie Qingniang chuckled and said, "Although he is a talented person and learns theoretical knowledge quite quickly, he is always the first to contact musical instruments, and he actually learns not much faster than ordinary people." ”

"Hehe, the old slave thought that he would be able to play the tune today and play it with the young lady. Granny Dory smiled and said, "Looks like he's going to have to work on it for a while." ”

Nie Qingniang smiled slightly and said, "Mother-in-law, you think highly of him this time, how can he learn the flute well in one afternoon? Yi Yun is a genius, not a demon." ”

"That's right. Mother-in-law Duoli said with a smile, secretly happy in her heart: "On weekdays, Miss has a quiet temperament, but I don't see how Miss smiles." Now when talking about Yiyun, Miss always smiles inadvertently. It seems that Yi Yun also likes Miss. This is really rare, I really hope that the young lady can always be like this, and she doesn't have to be as cold and melancholy as before. ”

A thought suddenly came to her heart, but she shook her head helplessly and shook it off. He just muttered, "Alas, I'm a little young." You'd have been born earlier. ”

Nie Qingniang looked at Mother-in-law Duoli strangely and asked, "Mother-in-law, what are you talking about?

Mother-in-law Duoli smiled and said, "It's nothing, people are old, they like to think crankily and talk casually." Miss hasn't eaten yet, I'm afraid I'm hungry, this is really wrong with the old slave, the old slave really deserves to die. The old slave will cook for you. ”

Seeing her like this, Nie Qingniang hurriedly comforted: "I ate some snacks with Yi Yun in the afternoon, and now I am not very hungry, my mother-in-law is serious, so I don't have to blame myself so much." ”

"Alas, it is true that the old slave is not well taken care of, and the young lady is a daughter, and she is really going to starve, it is really the sin of the old slave. At the beginning, Madame entrusted you to the old slave, and the old slave had to take good care of the young lady, and you must not starve the young lady......"

Granny Dory chattered and chattered, and hurried to the kitchen, busily preparing the meal.

Nie Qingniang heard her mention "madam" in her mouth, and couldn't help but look dark, looking at the zither placed in the corner of the wall in a daze, silent.