On the second day, the morning breeze was already wet and cold, thinking that the autumn rain was coming. Xue Ling only said that she had woken up very early, and as soon as she arrived outside the Cunshan Hall, she caught up with the crowd at the door, and wanted to squeeze in from the main entrance, so it was estimated that she had to show her peace.

If you want to know that this is the appearance, it is better to lie on the bed for a while with fate. The new bed sheets and bedding are all cotton from this summer, and the fabric is also the finest brocade, which makes people sleep. Catching up with her recent serious lack of sleep, she ran here with great expectations, and no one greeted her, and there was still a group of people blocking the road.

Xue Ling instantly burst out a little bit of the young master's temper, took a few steps back and turned over to the wall. Lu Yu was carrying a fan in the yard, and was going back and forth between several stoves like a bee, when a person suddenly fell from the sky, covering his chest in fright, and shouting, the word "ah" was pronounced a syllable, and when he saw that it was Xue Ling, he quickly stopped, and the surprise was overflowing.

The cauldron on the stove had already boiled, and a pool of black water mixed with unrecognizable roots and leaves was tumbling and floating, and the bitter heat rushed towards Xue Ling. She didn't care about the joy of the green gardenia, and said: "What is the cooking is broken, the whole yard is smoked." She was upset outside the door just now, but she didn't smell it, and when she jumped in, she only felt that the bitterness was like being alive, burrowing into her lungs, and quickly swimming along the blood between the eight veins of the strange meridians, and the whole person was bitter.

She came here to find some sweetness, who wants to smell this rags.

The smile on Lu Yu's face faded a little, but he still greeted him and said, "Miss is good in Jiangfu, why did you come back alone." ”

A young man with a big dustpan rushed out of it, and he was startled when he saw Xue Ling standing, and shouted, "Who are you, the medical hall hasn't opened yet." ”

Lu Yu turned sideways and said with a smile: "It's Miss who is back, you go and tell Uncle Li." turned around to Xue Ling, but his face was straight, and he whispered: "But the Guogong Mansion deceived the Lord of the Qi Mansion into leaving Beijing and treated the young lady harshly, the young lady just went to the eldest lady and told them, there is no need to hide any grievances in your heart." ”

Xu had been standing in the courtyard for a long time, and he was used to the smell of the medicine, Xue Ling felt uncomfortable and eased a little, and said with a light smile: "No, I'm very good." She gestured to the broken stove and said, "What are you cooking?" ”

Hearing her say yes, Green Gardenia will be skeptical, but there is not much worry. stared at Xue Ling seriously at Shaoqing, stomped his feet and said, "Forget it, it's okay where Miss is, and I don't need to think about it too much." ”

She couldn't hide her joy in the end, and carried the fan again, ran to a stove and fanned the wind twice, and said: "This is the four-reverse soup, which contains licorice, dried ginger, and aconite." Uncle Li said that the autumn weather is cold in the morning and evening, and the people are very busy here, often alternating between cold and hot on the body surface, which is prone to cold. Cook more and prepare, there is cold to drive away the cold, and no cold can also nourish the body. ”

Xue Ling disagreed, looked at the other one and said, "What is that?" ”

Lu Yu got up quickly, and ran over first and fanned it for a while, before saying, "It's all Uncle Li's prescription, and this dose is Coptis Ejiao.."

Halfway through her words, Lao Li walked out of the house with the big box trembling slightly, Lu Yu dropped the fan and shouted "Uncle Li", flew over, took the box and said: "I said that I don't need Uncle Li to work", and said angrily to the stone next to him: "What are you doing standing and doing." ”

Xue Ling saw the young man scratching his head and laughing, but he didn't make an excuse, he had a very good relationship with Lu Yu, and Lao Li Tou got along well with Lu Yu. He came with the box by himself, mostly because the old man couldn't be idle, or what was in the box, he was reluctant to give it to others.

Sure enough, Lu Gardenia also took it like a baby, trotted to the pot, opened the box and added one or two to a few of the pots, and quickly closed the lid, regardless of Xue Ling's presence, he entered the house with the box in his arms, and said that he would put it down and go back. Lu Gardenia has a lively temperament, Xue Ling knows it, and he doesn't feel abnormal, but when he saw that she was urging her, he still took a few more looks.

There was a pile of thin snow-like things in the box, and the green gardenia was also flying. Xue Ling frowned first, and then immediately reacted, isn't this the ginseng she bought back from Ning City. That night, she cut off a piece that was still half the size of a palm, and it must have been this old plum who searched for it, and changed the knife herself and cut it into the size of a fingernail.

She shouted "Uncle Li" and flattered: "What do you feel sorry for, I'll buy you another one hundred and eighty roots tomorrow." ”

Lao Li rubbed his hands on his body, as if he was afraid of confronting Xue Ling as usual in Pingcheng, and only muttered inarticulately: "Why did the little young master come so early, enter the house and say that he entered the house." ”

Xue Ling stared at Lu Yu just now, and didn't see the panic that flashed on Lao Li's face, at this time, seeing that he was submissive, he was also very used to it, and strode up the steps and said, "I got up early today, so naturally I came early." ”

Walking up to Lao Litou, she turned back and said, "It's better to throw these pots out of tatters, don't open them today, it's rare for me to come over and let Lu Yu's mother make something delicious." ”

The old man was instantly energetic, and he didn't stutter anymore, and preached righteously: "What are you saying, the heart of the doctor's parents, if it weren't for the inconvenience of boiling medicine, the Cunshan Hall would be open day and night, little master, you ......"

Xue Ling had already walked a long way, and Lu Yu had already put away his things and jumped next to Lao Li's head, and he shouted twice and still didn't stop "Xue Ling". She bought this courtyard in the first place, so naturally she didn't need green gardenia to lead the way. She just suddenly wondered if the pomegranate tree in the backyard was gone.

Lao Li Tou has long been accustomed to Xue Ling's style, and his face did not change and shouted "stone" to open the door earlier, although Lu Yu was disappointed, she also knew that Xue Ling was cold and didn't pay too much attention to it, but Shi shook his head and muttered a few words, but no one heard it.

The fiery red tree had become a lingering breath, and only three or five half-dead flowers were left hanging on it. The mats laid on the ground have also been removed, and it is estimated that the flowering period has passed, and there are no longer many drops that can be used as medicinal herbs every day, and the green gardenia also saves this work.

But now it's the middle of July, and even if the flowers are gone, it's not the old couple lying. Xue Ling walked under the tree and stretched out his hand to pluck the branches, but indeed there was not a single fruit hanging. She pinched a leaf and didn't let go, and her trance was a rare emotion in seventeen or eighteen years.

It's really interesting, a fruit tree, the flowers bloom like a pile of brocade jade, but in the end, there is only a cloud of smoke left.

She turned around and walked to the kitchen, thinking that she had been here all day today, and it shouldn't be difficult for her mother named Lu Yu to get a few more cakes, so that Jiang Yufeng's dog would not be disturbed by half of it. Before the person reached the front yard, he heard the green gardenia shouting: "What do you want?" ”

No matter how you hear it, that voice is not speaking to someone who has come to see you.