An Sheng finally got what he wanted, and on the second day, he got up early in the morning, went to the medicine store as usual, swept in like a gust of wind, and shouted excitedly: "Master, Master, An Sheng is back!" ”

Leng Nanxian and the three of them were still using breakfast, and no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

Qianzhou took Sister-in-law Feng's steamed soup dumplings, turned around again and again, and then couldn't help but ask Sister-in-law Feng: "Sister-in-law Feng, do you know how to make glutinous rice balls?" ”

Sister-in-law Feng glanced at him angrily: "One is dough, the other is wrapped in glutinous rice, isn't it a taste when you eat it?" ”

Qianzhou shook his head solemnly: "It's not a taste, there is a lot of knowledge here, I feel that this bun is like a, all of them are pleats, a bite and a mouthful of oil, fat and greasy, and the filling is also old."

The glutinous rice balls made by Miss Ansheng are tender and elastic, and the glutinous rice on the outside is as crystal clear as pearls, just like a little girl of sixteen or seventeen, biting into her mouth...... Oops, I won't tell you, you don't understand it, it's in vain! ”

Leng Nanxian held the porridge bowl, drank the porridge slowly, raised his eyes and glanced at the bun in Qianzhou's hand, it did seem to be white and fat, old and fat, not as good as the pearl balls.

"Hey, you little bunny, you're scolding me in circles! Sister-in-law Feng suddenly became anxious, stood up with a "pout", and before she slapped Qianzhou's neck, she saw An Sheng's figure swept in.

"Smack."

The spoon in Leng Nanxian's hand fell into the porridge bowl.

Qianzhou quickly stood up and shouted excitedly: "Miss Ansheng, you are back!" ”

An angrily panted and laughed: "Well, I'm back!" ”

Sister-in-law Feng's slap turned around and slapped An Sheng's thin little shoulder: "Stinky girl, you won't come quietly, if it weren't for Gongzi to stop you, Sister-in-law Feng would have wanted to break into Xia's house and pull you over." ”

An Sheng grinned at the thick slap, "Sister-in-law Feng, do you want to slap me back?" ”

Sister-in-law Feng smiled "hehe": "I was happy for a while. ”

Leng Nanxian still sat upright, without raising his head, and took the spoon again to eat porridge, slow and logical, steady as Mount Tai.

"Master, you don't seem to welcome me at all?" Ansheng picked it up.

Leng Nanxian said nonchalantly: "It's only been a few days since I left, and your noise is still under my ears." ”

As soon as he raised his face, a fragrant wind wafted by, and the jasmine wreath on Ansheng's head buckled on his head.

An Sheng looked left and right: "Master looks so good wearing flowers." ”

Leng Nanxian's face suddenly sank, and he coughed lightly: "Presumptuous!" There is no respect for the elders! ”

An Sheng leaned his face closer: "Who said that I have no respect?" Master, look at it again, I must have you in my eyes. ”

Leng Nanxian couldn't help but look at it obediently, a pair of expectant eyes blinked playfully, becoming brighter and brighter.

"The eye circles are dark and dark, and there are bloodshot eyes, which is a sign of kidney dysfunction, liver fire, and poor blood, which is a serious disease."

Leng Nanxian said coldly.

"Huh?" An Sheng straightened up in frustration and rubbed his eyes: "Why didn't I see it when I looked in the mirror myself?" Is it true? ”

"Can't you even believe Master's words?" Leng Nanxian pushed the bowl away, stood up, and was serious.

"What then?"

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly: "Go to bed early at night and stay up less late." ”

Only then did An Sheng understand that he was slammed by Leng Nanxian, and snorted softly: "How can anyone bully people like this?" ”

Qianzhou also laughed "poof": "It's okay to be happy when you bully and bully your son-in-law, it's been a shame for several days." ”

Leng Nanxian took a step and turned around: "Huh? ”

Qianzhou immediately gritted his teeth and laughed: "I'm going to the bazaar, make a big purchase, and celebrate the triumphant return of Miss Ansheng at noon." ”

These words should be Leng Nanxian's thoughts: "Don't go quickly, the fish in the morning is the freshest." ”

Qianzhou nodded hurriedly, turned his head and asked An Sheng: "Miss An Sheng, do you want to go with me?" Today's market is the most lively. ”

As soon as An Sheng wanted to respond, Leng Nanxian said unhappily: "I've been playing crazy for several days, have you missed your homework?" ”

An Sheng quietly stuck out his tongue at Qianzhou, turned his head and smiled brightly at Leng Nanxian: "Naturally, I forgot to sleep and eat, and I didn't dare to slack off." ”

Leng Nanxian turned around: "Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, Qianzhou has followed me for many years, and I can't prescribe a prescription, are you going to learn from him?" ”

"Near Zhu Zhechi, I have been accompanying my son, why don't I grow up?" Qianzhou muttered quietly, then stepped back and ran away.

An Sheng pursed his lips and pointed to his head.

Leng Nanxian frowned: "What to do?" ”

An Sheng smiled facelessly: "Master looks so good wearing flowers." ”

"Ahem!"

Leng Nanxian coughed lightly twice, and tore off the garland on his head, as if he was annoyed and angry: "Exam!" ”

An Sheng shrugged his shoulders quietly, and his heart suddenly became empty.

Ansheng acupuncture has actually been practiced proficiently, and her perception of acupuncture is much more sensitive, which makes Leng Nanxian feel extremely satisfied, and began to teach her the diseases targeted by each acupoint.

There are people who come to seek medical treatment and need acupuncture and moxibustion assisted treatment, Leng Nanxian also let go and boldly let An Sheng heal. The patients did not know her background, and they all called her "Miss Ansheng" with the same respect as Qianzhou.

An Sheng never imagined that one day he would be able to gain the respect of the people, seeing their kind, respectful, and grateful eyes, his heart felt as if he had drunk the iced sour plum soup in June, and he was indescribably happy.

There are also enthusiastic aunts, holding her hand, looking left and right, praising one after another, asking her if she can get married? What kind of people do you like? only made her face flushed with shame, spoke incoherently, and cast her eyes for help on Leng Nanxian again and again.

And Leng Nanxian was sitting behind the diagnosis at this time, occasionally pursing his lips and saying nothing, laughing and gloating, which provoked An Sheng's belly.

Sometimes, Sister-in-law Feng would come out with a spoon, and when she saw that An Sheng couldn't get out, she stepped forward and snatched An Sheng out of the crowd, and raised her voice: "This girl has a family, don't worry about it." ”

Then naturally some people asked curiously: "Whose family is so blessed that Ansheng is such a good girl?" ”

Sister-in-law Feng raised her head, her sharp eyes drifted over, and she proudly perfunctory the women: "My nephew! ”

The women didn't know what Sister-in-law Feng's origin was, but when they saw that she was a cook, she was close to the water, took the lead, and snatched such a beautiful girl as Ansheng as her nephew and daughter-in-law, they all felt a little sorry, and shook their heads again and again, guessing that Sister-in-law Feng's nephew must also be a big-shouldered, round-waisted, rude farmer.

It's a pity that such a wonderful person.

Sending away the noisy women, Qianzhou made fun of Sister-in-law Feng, delaying Ansheng's good marriage.

Sister-in-law Feng didn't care at all, and smiled meaningfully: "Such a good girl must not let others snatch it, she must keep it for herself." Childe, do you think this is the reason? ”

In a word, An Sheng's flush that had just subsided floated up again.

Leng Nanxian glanced at An Sheng, his subordinates' hands trembled, and said coldly: "The female boss is not staying, staying here and staying to become an enemy, but don't be unable to marry in the end, let her complain about you." ”

"Who can't get married?"

Someone outside the door teased.

Leng Nanxian didn't raise his head: "The time to sit in the hall today has passed, and I will come back in three days." ”

An Sheng raised his eyes and saw that Yu Jingyun didn't know when he was standing at the door, dressed in a dark green brocade robe, holding a long sword, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a heroic posture.

"The cold god doctor is a big score! Even if the county magistrate still sits in the hall every day, you still have to set some bullshit rules. ”

"The county magistrate is a judge of life and death, and sends people into the underworld, even if he sits in the hall every day, no one wants to enter; Leng is to bring the dead back to life and close the door of the underworld, which is a move to accumulate blessings, and it cannot be said in the same day. ”

"And so elegantly speaking." Yu Jingyun didn't refute, and glanced left and right: "The rosewood Taishi chair that was sent over last time, can the cold divine doctor get used to it?" ”

Leng Nanxian's pen did not stop, and he still wrote about Youlong: "Reluctantly." ”

Yu Jingyun stepped into the room: "If you are not satisfied, say it bluntly, and let the minions send it over tomorrow." ”

Leng Nanxian shook his head: "That's it, this chair is not easy to light when it is burned as firewood, and it is not as good as the chopping wood sold on the street." ”

"Sister-in-law Feng can play with knives, but she is really not good at making a fire and cooking. She still dislikes the best rosewood, and she is too illiterate. ”

Sister-in-law Feng on the side snorted coldly, even if she was facing the prince of the world, her nose was not a nose, and her face was not a face.

Leng Nanxian waved his hand, Sister-in-law Feng and Qianzhou retreated with interest, and An Sheng also walked out.

Yu Jingyun's figure flickered, and he blocked in front of her.

"Your name is Xia Ansheng?"

An Sheng glanced up at him and nodded.

"Who are you from Zuo Shaoqing Xia Yuncang of Dali Temple?"

An Sheng was stunned and said truthfully: "It's my uncle." ”

"That's you." Yu Jingyun grabbed her arm: "Follow me!" ”

Leng Nanxian, who had been ignoring Yu Jingyun, stood up with a "pout" and threw the brush in his hand: "Why did you take her away?" ”