An Sheng was keenly aware of the displeasure in Leng Nanxian's words, and did not understand his thoughts, nor did he dare to speak rashly, and stood up: "If this snack is not in line with Master Leng's taste, An Sheng will go and make it again." ”

"Excuse me," Leng Nanxian said coldly: "I'll teach you the acupuncture method for treating dizziness, and it's not too late for you to go back to your house for breakfast after you learn it." Qianzhou, go get my needle bag. ”

Although Qianzhou was a little surprised, he didn't ask much, glanced at An Sheng, turned around and entered the house, took out the deerskin needle bag in a moment, and opened the stone table placed in front of Leng Nanxian.

An Sheng's face was still stunned, and he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do. Leng Nanxian's implication was very obvious, this was to send her away.

And, obviously, it was she who did something wrong and inadvertently angered him.

"Master Leng, I'm ...... I've memorized all the acupuncture point diagrams. ”

In a moment's confusion, incoherent speech.

Leng Nanxian put down the porridge bowl, wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, took out a silver needle from the needle sac, ignored An Sheng's words, and said to himself: "This acupuncture technique, no matter what kind of needle holding or needle insertion method, pays attention to a technique and skill, which requires hard study and hard practice, practice makes perfect, and it cannot be achieved overnight." I will teach you the technique on the cotton pad first, you listen attentively, and then go home to practice by yourself, so that you can enter the needle slightly numb and painless, and be keenly aware of the feeling under the tip of the needle. ”

"Master Leng, I'm ......"

"Look, I'll only teach you once, the simplest three-finger needle cutting technique."

Leng Nanxian did not raise his head, held the needle with his slender fingertips, briefly explained the technical essentials, as well as the needle sense, lowered his eyes, and concentrated.

An Sheng bit his lower lip, swallowed his grievances, stared intently at his technique, and memorized his teachings word for word.

"I taught you those acupuncture points the day before yesterday, I believe you should still remember that you can grope and practice on the puppet, give you half an hour to practice and familiarize, if you have no doubts, you can go. If the daughter in your house is unwell again, you can diagnose and treat yourself, and you don't need to come to the medicine store again, and I won't go again. ”

An Sheng took the silver needle in a daze, still unwilling: "Master Leng, did I do something wrong, I will definitely change ......"

"Not necessarily!"

Leng Nanxian lightly opened his thin lips, spit out two words lightly, and never gave An Sheng a chance to tell him again, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

An Sheng froze in place, at a loss.

Qianzhou gloated a little: "It's over, Childe is angry." ”

An Sheng bit his lower lip tightly, calmed down, and asked Qianzhou lonely: "Master Leng, why is he angry?" What am I doing wrong? Yesterday was fine. ”

Qianzhou sighed, shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully: "I originally thought that I could finally get out of the sea of suffering, so it's better to wait for Sister-in-law Feng to come back, who knows that it won't be tolerated for half a day." It seems that I am going to the kitchen again at noon today, and the water is in dire straits. ”

He also sat down dejectedly, picked up a piece of glutinous rice glutinous rice from the plate, and threw it into his mouth, but after chewing it twice, he couldn't help frowning: "No wonder Childe doesn't want to see it, you don't need to taste it to know that it's not your craft." ”

"What's wrong?" An Sheng asked: "How can you see it?" ”

"My son-in-law is most tired of this filthy fat powder, your dim sum fat powder is too strong, and it is a little disgusting to eat it."

An Sheng couldn't help but be surprised. Xia Zixian is indeed exquisite, the clothes are all aromasized, on the face, neck, and hands, but everywhere you see the wind, you are raised with balsam, and you don't know how many times a day you wipe. Wherever you go, it's a fragrant breeze.

She doesn't like the smell of smoke, and these snacks may not be cooked by herself. But when you pick up snacks in the food box, the balsam on the back of your palms and hands must be stained on it, and the heat is smoky, and the fragrance is even more tangy.

However, the food cooked by Qianzhou is so light and tasteless, Leng Nanxian has never disliked it so much, Xia Zixian's delicate snacks are just a little contaminated with fat and powder, how can they react like this?

An Sheng sighed pitifully: "My sister may have been a good intention, who wants to be self-defeating." ”

"Good intentions?"

Qianzhou took out a piece of pea yellow from the plate and shook it in front of An Sheng: "Look for yourself, your fourth sister has good intentions." ”

An Sheng didn't pay attention to it at first, but after being reminded by Qianzhou, he looked at it and saw that the pea yellow was actually carved into a heart shape with a mold. If you look closely at the other dim sum, the glutinous rice cake is dotted with acacia red beans, and the crystal steamed dumplings are made into a purse style, all of which are ambiguous.

No wonder Shicai Leng Nanxian just glanced at it, and his face was so strange.

She couldn't help but blush, and the fire burned.

"Whether it is good intentions or intentions, the most important thing around my son-in-law is the attentive girls, who linger like green-headed flies. What kind of sister of yours is so attentive, it is easy for Childe to suspect your motive for coming to study medicine, and I feel a little ill-intentioned. Qianzhou said disdainfully: "It's strange that I will leave you." ”

An Sheng was silent for a while, at a loss, not knowing how to refute it.

Because, what Qianzhou said was true, Xia Zixian originally had ulterior motives.

"I really don't know, otherwise I definitely won't bring it here, I promise that I will never take it as an example, Brother Qianzhou, can I go and explain to Master Leng."

"Excuse me, it's useless." Qianzhou said coldly: "I advise you to practice your acupuncture skills quickly, my son-in-law said yes, when half an hour comes, he will definitely not stay for you for a quarter of an hour." ”

An Sheng was unwilling, feeling as if he had suddenly sunk to the bottom of the lake, every time he pounced, his heart was full of hope, but then he was overwhelmed by endless disappointment, and even despair.

If he was driven back by Leng Nanxian, Xia Zixian didn't want anything for herself, and the first thing she might do was to stand by and watch the Dragon Boat Festival, or even add fuel to the fire.

Qianzhou waved at her old-fashionedly: "Let's go, let's go, don't delay time here, it's useless to talk more." ”

"I ......"

She bit her lower lip, twisted the silver needle with her fingertips, and turned and walked gloomily into the study room by the side of the study.

Qianzhou put his things away in frustration and resigned himself to the kitchen.

He regretted it a little and got up this morning to buy it*. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of An Sheng to be here and kill Haosheng and beat a tooth sacrifice, but who would have thought that he would be driven away by his own son-in-law.

Killing chickens is really not an easy thing, although he has seen Sister-in-law Feng kill chickens many times, and her hands are up and down, and she is neat, but when he thinks of fading those fine fluffs, he feels that his head is big.

Therefore, it is important to prepare early.

He thought that he had to use all the strength to eat milk, stew a pot of golden and fragrant yellow stewed chicken, and pull back his son-in-law's mouth.

As soon as he said it, when the sorting was finished and the boiling water was boiling on the stove, he immediately lifted the kitchen knife.

The little rooster was tied with straw by the farmer, and when he saw the shiny kitchen knife in his hand, he immediately began to die in panic.

Qianzhou remembered that to kill a chicken, you need to twist the neck of the chicken, pick a little chicken feathers, and then step on the chicken wings, open your eyes wide, and go down with a ruthless knife, and the chicken blood gushes out, and it is done.

He did the same, the white knife went in, the red knife came out, neatly and neatly, in one go.

The rooster was in pain, and his two paws kicked hard, and his wings fluttered, and his strength was surprisingly great, and he broke free from his hands.

For a while, the yard suddenly became lively, and the rooster "clucked" and fluttered all the way, rampage. Bright red chicken blood sprinkled half of the yard, and messy chicken feathers also flew, catching Qianzhou off guard.

Leng Nanxian, who was concentrating on reading, didn't know what was going on, and pushed open the window in surprise. Qianzhou was chasing and intercepting the kitchen knife that was still dripping blood in his hand, and he was chasing after him.

The rooster seemed to be back to the light, extraordinarily brave, flying low and jumping high, grabbing three blood purlins on the back of Qianzhou's hand.

For a while, the chickens flew and the dogs jumped, as if corn kernels were thrown into the oil pan, and they were suddenly fried. The rich smell of blood filled the entire courtyard.

Leng Nanxian put down the window with a "snap": "Give you a cup of tea time to clean up the filth in the yard." ”

Qianzhou hurriedly answered, and another scream, and the rooster flew close to his face, slapping the blood on his face.

Leng Nanxian sighed helplessly, and went directly to the backyard from the back door of the hall to hide and hide.

Qianzhou chattered about the pickled pepper roast chicken all morning, and it seemed that he couldn't eat it. This rooster is in his hands, but it is a violent thing.