There was not much cotton, and after bending down to repair it for a while, all the cotton planted in the yard was removed, and then there was a tapping sound from the closed gate.

Listening to this familiar rhythmic voice, Ning Yan didn't need to ask to know who was outside the door, except for her little cub, who would be so polite.

Ning Yan opened the door, and there were two children standing outside, in addition to Ning Youyu, there was also a boy who was younger than Ning Youyu.

"What is this?"

"Mother, this is my friend." Ning Youyu raised his small chin, having friends is a very proud thing for Ning Youyu.

"Okay, so why don't you invite friends in and let people stand outside?"

"Wu Baoshi, you come in." Ning Youyu pushed open the door to his room and beckoned to another child.

The moment Ning Yan heard Wu Baoshi's three words, the smile on his face stiffened, and then returned to normal, Wu Baoshi was not Wu Huaishan's son.

……

The relationship with the Wu family seems to be a bit tangled.

However, Wu Baoshi is Ning Youyu's first friend, and Ning Yan naturally will not let the two children interact because of the conflict between adults.

Standing in the courtyard and listening to two crisp laughter coming from Ning Youyu's room, Ning Yan felt that her decision was right.

As for whether Wu Baoshi will have a problem. Ning Yan naturally doesn't take the child's personality problems seriously, after all, he is only four or five years old, and even if he is crooked, he can correct it.

Walking towards the stove room, he originally wanted to steam some pastries out, and walked into the empty stove room, Ning Yan reached out and patted his forehead, gritting his teeth and making a creaking sound, that group of robbers, if they want to take her things, where is it so easy.

Go back to the room and put the few wolf meat that Lu Hanzhang ate in the pot to heat it up, and walk towards Ning Youyu's room.

When he took out the wolf meat and burned it and handed it to Wu Bao, "Eat something." ”

"Meatloaf." Wu Baoshi's eyes lit up for a moment, and then he took a step back.

"Don't you eat it?" Ning Yan asked.

Wu Baoshi didn't speak, turned his head to look at Ning Youyu, and after Ning Youyu nodded, he pinched the meatloaf from Ning Yan's hand.

Eating in small bites, the faster he ate, but from time to time he would glance at Ning Yan defensively, as if he was afraid of Ning Yan*.

If it weren't for the memory of the original owner, Ning Yan would have wondered if the child in front of him was Wu Huaishan's son.

Wu Huaishan is also a hunter himself, and it stands to reason that as the son of a hunter, Wu Baoshi should not show surprise when he sees the meatloaf.

Thinking of Wu Mei, Ning Yan seemed to understand something. Instructed Ning Youyu to have fun with Wu Baoshi and go to Mr. Xue.

She remembered that Mr. Xue had mandala flowers there!

Mandala flowers are an indispensable thing for the configuration of hemp boiling powder, and with hemp boiling powder, none of the group that robbed her family's food can run.

Mr. Xue was bored, holding yarrow in his hand and using yarrow to tell fortunes for his little boy.

It's just that nine times out of ten times the result is different, the little boy squatting on the ground listens to his own hundred ways to die, and his face is loveless.

The arrival of Ning Yan relieved the little boy.

"Ning Yatou is here, is that dog cub still alive?"

"Live well, and in the future you will be more ferocious than the dogs you have here."

"Ning Yatou is confident, so she is not afraid of flashing her tongue." Is this a compliment? Ning Yan was a little depressed, walked down the corridor to the inner courtyard, and stopped in front of the door where the medicinal herbs were placed.

"Say, what do you want, the old rules, the exchange of prescriptions."

"The old rules? When did the old rules come down? Ning Yan asked.

Mr. Xue was not embarrassed at all, and said, "Now, if you want to take something from me, you have to pay some." ”

"......" As for the anesthetic, Ning Yan didn't want to hide it.

After all, this thing can drive the development of medicine, and it is impossible to cherish oneself, and in this era, I can't afford to get sick, and I don't dare to get sick.

Only when the hemp boiling is taken out will the medical maniac continue to study and medicine will have further development.

Ning Yan himself didn't dare to guarantee that he wouldn't get sick in the future, so since he knew that Mr. Xue was also a doctor in addition to the god stick, he had become more and more respectful of Mr. Xue.

"I want mandala flowers, sheep heels, Rongli flower roots, angelica, and calamus."

"You even know about the mandala flower." Mr. Xue was a little painful.

He found out that as long as this girl came here, she would always get some good things back, and last time she moved his cotton away, and now she has a crush on the mandala.

"What I want is a mandala, this thing is very useful, it is very useful, of course, I won't tell you directly what this medicine is for, you can study it yourself."

"Study is study, how many mandalas do you want."

"The more the merrier." Thinking of the village chief, there were a total of 100 officers and soldiers.

Only by adding * drunk doses can you ensure your own safety.

"Here you go, take it and leave quickly." Mr. Xue was anxious to study the prescription brought by Ning Yan, prepared things for Ning Yan, and pushed Ning Yan out.

Ning Yan is not annoyed, when he is old, he will always have a little temper, compared to those big-tempered doctoral researchers in later generations, Mr. Xue is quite gentle.

I walked home with the medicine, disposed of it, put it in the room and walked out again, and didn't forget to close the door before going out.

Ning Yan's actions naturally did not hide from Lu Hanzhang.

Lu Hanzhang pushed the door of Ning Yan's room without pushing it open, glanced at the door, hesitated and did not follow out.

It's not good to go out during the day, but not necessarily at night.

Ning Yan walked to Aunt Huang's house, and drove Zhang Tiezhu out of the forging room again, thinking about the * used in later generations, and changed the design of * to be simpler in his heart, and it can be forged with a simple process, and his fingers scratched a few times in the palm of his hand, and he made some decisions in his heart.

The hammer struck from afternoon to evening.

Ning Yan stopped his arm and glanced at the accessories in his hand, and finally a smile appeared in his eyes.

threw down the hammer in his hand and returned the forging room to Zhang Tiezhu: "Okay, I'll go back." He threw down a sentence, got up and ran outside.

Aunt Huang heard Ning Yan talking, and when she walked over, Ning Yan had already left. Only Zhang Tiezhu stood stunned in place, his eyes falling in the direction where Ning Yan left.

Seeing her son's expression, Aunt Huang was in a somewhat complicated mood.

She also likes Ning Yan, a girl, but that's based on the fact that she doesn't like it when it's not a family, if you want to give her son a continuation, Ning Yan is the most inappropriate.

After getting along for a while, Aunt Huang already has a preliminary understanding of Ning Yan.

Don't suffer!

These two people live together, there will always be times when they suffer, if Ning Yan can't suffer, it will be her son who suffers.

gave birth to a son and raised a son for so many years, not to watch his son suffer.

"Xiaocao's mother has been gone for several years, if you have an idea, it just so happens that our business is not bad now, I will ask your grandmother Liu to pay attention to a yellow flower girl for you."

"Mother, I'm not in a hurry."

Hearing Aunt Huang's words, Zhang Tiezhu's face glowed red against the backdrop of the fire.

"Yes, yes, you are not in a hurry, but Xiaocao is not small, you should also have a son, you can rest assured that I will take care of it, and Xiaocao will not suffer."