Ling'er hurriedly told her grandmother to have a good rest, told her not to worry about anything else, and comforted her grandmother that she had her own affairs at home.

Pharmacist Wang is a doctor who doesn't know where he came from recently. It is said that he was so skilled in medicine that the villagers of several nearby villages would come to him when they were seriously ill. Pharmacist Wang can simply use a few Chinese medicinal materials to make medicinal powder to cure diseases, although he is far from reaching the level of a pharmacist, but his prestige in the vicinity is particularly great. People know that he likes others to pat him on the back, so they call him Wang Yaoshi. Generally, the villagers with minor injuries and illnesses will not ask him to see them at all, because the cost is too great, and the harvest of several years will be sent away at every turn.

Coming out of her grandmother's room, Ling'er gently closed the door, walked to the guest hall, and saw Qin Zhan sitting on the table eating her and her brother's dinner, and then Qin Zhan wiped his mouth and muttered that it was delicious.

Ling'er couldn't help frowning, and said very angrily: "Why are you still in our house, why are you still stealing our food?"

Hearing Ling'er's words, Qin Zhan wiped his mouth and said, "Don't worry, I have already eaten a lot of sweet potatoes just now, and now that I am full, I will just taste for you whether this meal has been poisoned." But then again, do you only have two dishes, and why don't you have meat yet, it's too shabby", as he spoke, Qin Zhan also picked the rest of his meal with his chopsticks.

"We didn't force you to eat it. Also, if there is nothing else to do, you can leave quickly, don't disturb our lives", Ling'er said angrily.

The little boy on the side nodded with an old-fashioned look, agreeing with his sister's words very much. It's not enough to eat and drink for nothing, and he doesn't like to eat well, Qin Zhan is indeed quite shameless.

After speaking, Ling'er began to eat the leftover food from Qin Zhan, and Ling'er put the dishes and chopsticks neatly. Then, Ling'er pulled her younger brother and sat down.

may have seen that he was not very popular, and that he was tired from this day, Qin Zhan rarely sat at the dining table without saying a word, silently watching the process of the sister and brother eating and cleaning up.

In fact, the dinner of the sister and brother is very simple, it can be regarded as a big mess, mixed vegetables, plus some tubers of melons and fruits, mixed together and cooked, this is their dinner. To be honest, in Qin Zhan's opinion, dinner was not as delicious as the sweet potatoes just now. The staple food may be Ling'er's home-grown grains, which are also very coarsely made, and the drum noodles are simply steamed into a ball.

During the meal, Ling'er was like a little adult, constantly giving her younger brother food, but she ate very little, probably because the girls ate less.

In fact, Qin Zhan hadn't carefully inspected Ling'er for a long time, because Ling'er's face was always dirty, and she looked like a little beggar on the street. The oil lamp on the dining table burned quietly, and the warm yellow light shone on Ling'er's cheeks, leaving Qin Zhan with a resolute side face, as if he never knew to be tired. Ling'er always looked at her younger brother with a smile on her face, but when her younger brother buried himself in eating, he always wandered from time to time, frowning, not at all like a six-year-old child.

Ling'er's clothes were all coarse linen clothes worn by poor families, and the belt around her waist was tightly tied around her body, making Ling'er look extremely capable, but her hair was a little messy.

Ling'er probably doesn't care about dressing up, and her face often has some mud. In fact, the speed of their sister and brother's meal was quite fast, and it was over after a while.

Immediately afterwards, Ling'er cleaned up the tableware, took it to the yard to fetch water and scrub it, then threw the water dry and put the tableware neatly on the shelf, and then wiped the table where she ate several times with a rag. Immediately afterwards, the little boy held a ball of yellowed rice paper and unfolded it on the table, and the rice paper was mixed with two yellowed and curly books.

After watching his sister finish cleaning up, the little boy also sat down quietly, and carefully wrote down the words on the book. Because his hands were too small, the little boy couldn't hold the pen at all, so the little boy directly held the pen and wrote on the yellowed rice paper, and read as he wrote. It turned out that the younger brother was going to teach the elder sister to write.

Qin Zhan was very curious in his heart, and couldn't help but come up. I saw that Xiaoshi wrote a martial character on the paper, but this martial character seemed to be about to fall apart.

Seeing this, Qin Zhan couldn't help but laugh anymore and said, "I've never seen such funny words, it's so interesting, hahaha."

Hearing Qin Zhan's words, the little boy lowered his head a little embarrassed, and said as if he had made a mistake: "I, I also just learned it today." After speaking, he also secretly looked at Ling'er.

Seeing Qin Zhan laughing so heartlessly, Ling'er directly twisted Qin Zhan's ears and threw Qin Zhan out of the door, and then locked the door.

"Hey, I'm just kidding, don't do this, it's too cold outside, and where am I going to sleep tonight."

Ignoring Qin Zhan at all, Ling'er returned to her seat and earnestly studied the words her brother taught her one stroke at a time.

Seeing that no one took care of him, and it was a little cold in the middle of the night, Qin Zhan couldn't help but wrap his clothes, looked around, and saw that there were piles of grain and grass in the cowshed in the small courtyard, and in desperation, he walked to the edge of a pile of grain, rolled up like a puppy, cowered in the pile of grain, and fell asleep deeply.

I don't know how long it took, Ling'er and their studies were over, and then Ling'er stretched a long stretch.

"Hey, what about that big brother. Where has he gone, it's very dangerous to go out at night", seeing that Qin Zhan was not there, Xiao Shi asked.

Listening to her brother's words, Ling'er was also a little worried. Although she hated Qin Zhan a lot, if something happened to Qin Zhan because of this, she wouldn't feel good in her heart.

"Little Stone, you go to sleep first, I'll take a look, he shouldn't go far."

Opening the door of the house, Ling'er walked towards the courtyard, looked around, and couldn't see anything.

Just as Ling'er was considering whether to go out to find Qin Zhan, there was a sound of sleeping snoring. Hearing this, Ling'er smiled helplessly, and then looked up at the moon in the sky. Then Ling'er sat on the bluestone slab in front of the door and quietly looked at the sky. The weather was already starting to get a little cooler at this time, but Ling'er didn't care at all, she untied her headband, spread her hair, picked up her wooden comb and slowly combed her hair.

Nights always give a sense of tranquility, sometimes it can be frightening, and sometimes it gives room to let go of the noise.

Vaguely feeling that the light was a little dazzling, Qin Zhan naturally reflexively covered it in front of him with his hand, and after a moment of relief, Qin Zhan rubbed his eyes and got up.

This night, Qin Zhan felt that he had slept very well, and his body's fatigue from yesterday had also recovered greatly. Wumu Continent is a Xiuzhen Continent, even if the air is filled with aura, and aura plays a great role in the recovery of people's bodies. Under normal circumstances, no matter how hard you work, after a night's rest, you will no longer feel tired.