In the past few days, when Cao Zhijin thinks about Chen Fansheng, he raises his hand and touches her bun - he has collected her step shake - her mood will be much better.

Since Cao Zhijin got married, Cao Geng's disciples ate in the East Courtyard, and his own disciples took turns cooking every day.

The reason why Cao Zhijin came back this time, everyone knew it, understood that she was in a bad mood, and no one asked her to cook.

In this way, her amnesia can be hidden for the time being, but at the same time, she has more free time, and she is a little bored.

The injured face has long been healed, and she can memorize a few medical books at home, but she can't do other things.

She missed Chen Fansheng more and more.

After eating this day-according to the habit she has developed in the past few days, she will sit at the table until the last to go, if she is lucky, she can get the news of Chen Fansheng from the mouth of the junior brother who is in charge of washing the dishes - she sat at the table according to the custom, on the surface she was reluctant, but in fact, her small eyes were shining and staring at the junior brothers who were leaving one after another, looking forward to them leaving quickly.

But knowing that the penultimate junior brother had walked for a while, Wen Sheng had no intention of leaving.

"Wensheng, aren't you going to study?" She asked.

"Senior Brother Wenhai is sick, I'll take his place today."

With that, he stood up and put away the dishes and chopsticks.

Cao Zhijin immediately stacked the plates in front of him, put the leftovers from the other plates together in one place, and pushed them in front of him.

"Brocade, I don't need to help, you go play!" He looked at her and said.

Cao Zhijin shook his head: "There's nothing fun here!"

Wen Sheng didn't speak, walked into the kitchen with the dishes and plates, and let Cao Zhijin follow.

He didn't really ask Cao Zhijin to help him wash the dishes, just let her stand behind him.

Cao Zhijin really stood behind him and didn't say a word.

Wensheng will not take the initiative to speak.

He washed the dishes quietly and carefully with his head down, and the only sound in the kitchen was the clattering of dishes and the slight sound of water.

Cao Zhijin was entangled in every way - did she want to ask Wensheng for news of Xianggong?

If you ask him, will he tell his father and make him unhappy? - Since her father brought her back to the Cao family, he has been more kind to her, but one name is taboo - Chen Fansheng.

Cao Zhijin sighed: Forget it! If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan! There has been no movement on Xianggong's side, and I don't know what he is planning.

But she really wants to know what Xianggong did yesterday, hum~

She didn't notice that today's Wensheng was also a bit unnatural.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they were quiet, until Wensheng finished washing the dishes, and no one said a word.

The next day, Cao Zhijin looked forward to it, and the last person left at the table was Wensheng.

Day 3, too!

Wen Sheng rested the bowl on the stove, took a clean handkerchief, carefully wiped his hands clean, and took out something wrapped in a beautiful pink cloth from his arms.

It was rectangular, well-defined, and looked like a box.

He tightened the box in his hand and mustered up the courage to turn away.

"Tapestry, this is ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was stunned. I saw that his back was empty, and there was still a shadow of Cao Brocade!

In fact, Cao Zhijin didn't follow up with the kitchen at all, three days have passed, and she can't wait to get some news about Chen Fansheng.

So she came to the West Courtyard.

Since she came back this time, she has never been to the middle and west courtyards, but because all the disciples have to come to the east courtyard for dinner, Cao Zhijin is already familiar with most people. Especially Wen Hai, who is now sitting in the shade under the eaves and sorting out his books.

Wen Hai was the second proudest disciple of her father's many disciples, the first being Wen Sheng.

Wensheng is knowledgeable, intelligent and studious, and is a rare genius.

But Wen Hai is not as smart as Wen Sheng, he is even a little naïve, but he has a special skill, which is to never forget.

His ability to read books was unmatched among his disciples. I heard that he had only been here for half a year, so he had a good understanding of the secretary in this room, and after another half a year, even if it was a book that had been left in the corner for a long time, he could memorize it backwards.

Because he has this special skill, he has preferential treatment when other disciples read books. - You can spend your time doing other things.

Of course, his favorite thing to do is to spend time with books. So the matter of taking care of the study was entrusted to him.

Cao Zhijin came to him to inquire about Chen Fansheng's news, in addition to his good talk, he was also responsible for buying new books. There are a few bookstores and a few pharmacies not far away, and there are many opportunities to meet Chen Fansheng.

"Brocade, come and take a look, I just found a medical book, I heard that the senior brother said that you have been studying medical skills recently, you may be interested!" When Wenhai saw her, he hurriedly greeted her and smiled at her honestly and gently.

Cao Zhijin took it, only glanced at the book cover, and was not interested in opening it at all.

"This "Complete Collection of Herbal Medicine" was compiled by the famous doctor Dr. Hong, but in fact, Dr. Hong was a martial artist before he started medicine, and most of the herbs in his book are strong and not suitable for most patients."

"You just have to look at the book cover!" Wen Hai looked at her with admiration.

Cao Zhijin's face flushed - really, he was used to blurting out, and he almost fell into it! - "Well, this is what my husband taught me, he ...... He read this book the last time he came! ”

"Chen Fansheng is so powerful! It is said that doctors are benevolent, and I think the villagers misunderstood Chen Fansheng! He couldn't help but be in awe.

Hearing his words, Cao Zhijin was about to cry: In the past time, everyone was used to blaming Xianggong, and now someone is finally willing to speak for Xianggong!

"Of course my husband is amazing!" Cao Zhijin looked proud like a happy little furry animal, if she had a tail, she must have been warped to the sky at this moment. "Let me tell you, the herbs that Xiang Gong picks every day are the best of the same herbs, but Xiang Gong never charges more money when he sells them to others."

"He's such a good guy who is serious and upright!" Cao Zhijin sat down on a stack of books next to him, put his hands on his cheeks, and sighed, "I miss him so much......"

Wen Hai's eyes lit up: "Brocade, I saw Fan Sheng a few days ago, and he went to the pharmacy next to the bookstore where I sold books. ”

"Really, okay?"

"Well...... Wen Hai thought for a moment, "I've lost a little weight, but I'm more energetic." He carried a basket full of herbs, and it seemed that he could sell them for a lot of money! ”

"Then I'm relieved!" Cao Zhijin breathed a sigh of relief.

In the evening, Wen Sheng returned to the west courtyard sullenly, and saw that the lights were on in the room, and Wen Hai was sitting at the table bored, supporting the table with his hands, and his head was little by little.

There were stacks of books near and far at his feet, all neatly arranged and cleaned.

Wen Sheng walked over and woke him up: "Wen Hai, why don't you go back to sleep?" ”

Wen Hai was confused for a while, and his sleepy eyes gradually cleared.

"Oh, I'm not done with the book yet."

Wen Sheng glanced at the neat stacks of books and said strangely: "Isn't it all sorted out?" ”

Wen Hai shook his head: "The children of the Ayuan family borrowed some and said that they would return it after reading it today." He doesn't return the book, and I don't know how to classify it. ”

"How many did he borrow?" Wen Sheng asked suspiciously.

"Not much, just three!" Wen Haihan said with a smile.

Wen Sheng said with a smile: "We have a random book here, an adult has to read it for several days, how can a child read three books a day?" ”

"He didn't borrow it today, he came to borrow it as soon as I bought it. I heard that Ah Yuan is gone again, and the child is now being fostered in Aunt Cao's house, not to mention how pitiful! ”

Wen Sheng sighed: "Okay, you can wait, but remember to lock the courtyard door of the West Courtyard after the child delivers the book!" ”

"Okay, go to sleep!" Wen Hai said in a daze, and before Wen Sheng fell asleep, a wave of sleepiness hit, and he dozed off again in a daze.