Chapter Twenty-Seven: An An's Hostility
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Ji Youyi was negligent about this, but she didn't think of it.
"Then what should I do, master?"
Doctor Liu pondered for a while, and seemed to have made up his mind, "This matter is indeed ambiguous and the safest, but your disguised identity needs to be cautious.
Why don't you just make a doctor in the rivers and lakes? You don't need to bother to find the background, why are you still taking the wine out to sell it, and distributing it in the city, Da Zhuang can deal with the medicinal wine on the surface, and you can do your own business, how about it?
I've thought about this matter carefully, Da Zhuang is too sincere, he can't control your thoughts, you can only do it yourself. ”
Dr. Liu's analysis is detailed and the key points are also accurate.
Ji Youyi also thinks so, there are some things that are different from theirs after all, and cooperation also requires a method.
"However, Brother Zhao still doesn't agree to sell wine, how should this be?"
Doctor Liu thought of a trick: "Otherwise, you will generously announce that you will cooperate with him in the matter of medicinal wine, and then the matter of aphrodisiac wine will be hidden from him, and you can handle it yourself, anyway, he will not interfere in this matter." ”
"That's not good, is it?"
Ji Youyi thought that since it was cooperation, she should be honest, and the matter had come to this point, and there was nothing to hide, but she made herself feel uneasy.
Besides, if we do this together, how long can we hide it?
At that time, if Zhao Zhuang found out by himself, it would be even more embarrassing and ugly.
Doctor Liu felt that it was not good to let Ji Youyi persuade him again, so he took it, "Since that's the case, let me talk about it." We two men are easier to talk to, girl, you have a lot of ideas and are bold, but sometimes you have to be reserved and reserved. ”
Ji Youyi knew that he was for his own good, so she smiled with peace of mind: "Thank you, master, for worrying about me." I'll go to the kitchen and make you something to eat before I go back. ”
"No need, while the rain is light now, you can go back quickly, An An is home alone, and I don't feel at ease."
"Alright, I'll go back. Master, take good care of yourself. ”
Ji Youyi really couldn't rest assured, and walked quickly into the rain with an umbrella and hurried home.
When she was about to get home, she saw a man holding an umbrella outside the courtyard gate.
Due to the rain, the air humidity and fog were heavy, and it was difficult to see who was coming from this distance.
She hurried to catch up, only to see the identity of the person.
It turned out to be Aunt Wugen's son, Zhao Tiezhu.
"Brother Tiezhu, why are you standing here?"
Zhao Tiezhu turned his voice, as if he was a little flustered, and was stunned for a moment before he reacted, "Oh, my mother asked me to send you and An An to write dumplings." ”
Looking at the food box he handed over, Ji Youyi reached out to take it and said, "Thank you, auntie, for remembering me and An An." I see that the weather is not good, so I won't keep you more, the weather will be better another day, and then I will take An An to thank my aunt. ”
"Oh, good." Zhao Tiezhu lowered his head to hide the disappointment on his face, and left without a sound.
Ji Youyi entered the door with the food box, thinking about Zhao Tiezhu's limping legs and feet before leaving, and felt that she should take the time to show him when the sky was good.
After all, Aunt Wugen also helped her a lot, and she still thinks about their mother and son in this weather.
"An An, I'm back, I have dumplings to eat today."
An An heard the voice, walked out of the back room, looked past her, and looked out with a look that was not quite right.
She asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with An An?" ”
An An's little face tensed, and she stared at the food basket with an unkind expression: "Mother, not long after you went out, the man stood outside the courtyard and looked, I saw clearly in the small window, his things can't be eaten." ”
"An An, that's Grandma Chunhua's son, he brought us food." Ji Youyi didn't think much about it, and thought that An An was wary of strangers.
An An had her own thoughts, "No, mother, don't eat." ”
He looked at the dumplings on the table, his face was full of refusal, and he didn't let his mother eat them.
Ji Youyi looked at the dumplings on the table and asked patiently, "Does An An hate Grandma Chunhua?" Or do you hate uncles outside? ”
"He's the bad guy."
Children's minds generally use their most direct senses to determine their preferences.
Ji Youyi does not deny the kindness of others, nor does she judge a person's good or evil rashly, but since An An doesn't like it, she doesn't need to be reluctant.
"An An, in the future, in the face of such a situation, you can only say that you don't like it, you can't just label others as bad people, do you know?"
An An didn't understand, he looked at it from a small window and felt that person was a bad person.
Although Ji Youyi guided An An to think, she also knew that she couldn't expect a child to make rational judgments.
After saying that, she looked at the dumplings with some pity, but then got up and put them in the food basket.
"Since An An doesn't like to eat this, can my mother go down to the kitchen and cook something else for you?"
An An relaxed her expression and nodded.
There was still some dry food at home, and she had prepared some pickles before, which came in handy at this time.
People here also eat pickles, but there is a problem with the pickling method, and the pickles taste stinky and sour, which is really not to her taste.
So she prepared some by herself, and the rough noodles steamed buns with these pickles are also rare appetizers.
These dishes were still eaten last time by Aunt Wang, so they were pickled.
She saw An An's small hand pinching the chopsticks crookedly and twisting the vegetables, concentrating, but she couldn't master it well every time.
"An An, otherwise my mother will clip it for you, or prepare a spoon for you?"
"No, I can."
An An decisively refused, with a firm expression.
Ji Youyi couldn't help but smile coldly, thinking that his little adult's appearance was very cute, but this An An didn't look like her no matter how she looked at it.
She had carefully looked at her appearance before, she looked good, her facial features were ordinary, but when she got together, there was some pity between her eyebrows and eyes, and her cherry mouth pouted, which was a standard childish face.
And although An An has not yet grown, he already has an atmospheric feeling, thinking that he should be like his father.
"It seems that scumbag has a good skin."
Think about it, if you can't see your face, what can you do to deceive other little girls.
"What did my mother say?" An An didn't hear her clearly.
Ji Youyi smiled lightly, "It's nothing, is An An full, why don't you go back to learn calligraphy when you're full?" ”
An An put down the chopsticks in his hand and nodded.
Ji Youyi simply cleaned up and took An An back to the house.
An An learned calligraphy very quickly, and after only two days of practice, it seemed to be the same.
She saw that it was still early, thinking that there would be nothing to do today anyway, so she took An An to sleep and go back to sleep.
Eating and drinking enough and then getting some sleep is simply a happy thing.
An An didn't actually want to sleep, but seeing that his mother was full of interest and had a very happy smile on her face, he also lay down with him.
"Mother, An An, will protect you."
When Ji Youyi heard this sentence when she was about to fall asleep, her heart was warm, she reached out to hug An An in a daze, and said vaguely: "Thank you An An." ”