In the evening, the cook came to look for Qingyan and said that the little cook was gone.

Qingyan had already learned from Lan Yan that Xiao Wang went to chase Qian Yiliang, and the two settled in the town, she didn't know the little chef's plan, so she only said that she had something to do and went down the mountain.

Qian Yiliang left, and several female disciples wanted to go and plead with Elder Qingyan to let Senior Brother Yiliang come back.

It's just that when they saw the elder's gloomy face, they didn't dare to say more.

In addition to sleeping, Qingyan is either in the east kitchen or in the warehouse the rest of the time.

The East Chef is a cook, so it doesn't matter how much she stays.

But there was a man in the treasury, and it took a long time for the rumors of her and the meeting to come back.

The old man who sweeps the floor sweeps the leaves in the courtyard of the division every day.

It's serious, and he's going to keep an eye on it.

Qingyan was in a bad mood, stepped on his broom, stepped on the broom head, and threw it hard outside the courtyard wall.

The old man didn't dare to mess with her, so he ran out to pick it up.

The broom head is inserted into the sharpened bamboo pole, and the bamboo pole is smashed the ground to insert it tightly.

Qingyan didn't bully him anymore after seeing that he was busy, and collapsed on the recliner like a puddle of mud, sipping melon seeds while asking the people next to him.

"Sihui, how is the score practiced?"

A small stool was used to put the skin of melon seeds, and the priest was only entitled to a small maza.

"I'll blow it for you." Si Hui immediately took out the bone flute and picked the simplest tune.

The sound of the flute is melodious and pleasant, and even the grass, trees, insects and birds are intoxicated.

Qingyan's speed of swallowing melon seeds suddenly slowed down, and the squirrel that she had kidnapped under her feet also began to doze off, and a bird suddenly fell from the tree.

The bird fell directly into the melon seed pot and chirped in pain.

Qingyan heard the scream, and then looked at the stupid appearance of the squirrel, and instantly understood that this bone flute was extraordinary.

"Stop!" Qingyan shouted to stop the meeting.

Si Hui also seemed to realize this, "Qingyan? ”

"Looks like you're right, it's a treasure." Qingyan carefully examined the flute.

Si saw her full of affection, rubbed the bone flute, and smiled softly.

"Since it's a treasure, then you can take it."

"If it's already given to you, there's no reason to take it back." Qingyan said so on his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart.

But Si Hui likes it, she still doesn't want to do such a lack of virtue as taking advantage of others.

"Well, then come to me whenever you want to hear it." Si Hui looked at her tender white little hand, his heart was itching, and he stretched out his hand to touch it.

"Ahh The old man suddenly sneezed.

Si Hui hurriedly retracted his hand.

Qingyan didn't know the small movements of the boss at all, and glared at the old man.

Thinking that there were several flutes of different lengths and of the same material that day, I wish I had bought them all at that time......

So women can't hesitate to buy things.

What's the best choice, all of them!

Otherwise, you will regret it!

If I had a chance next time...... Forget it, she doesn't want to have a next time with the killer head anyway.

No, she doesn't know how to play the flute.

On the second day of Qian Yiliang's stay in the town, the Qian family arrived.

The Qian family's people sent him back to the academy after the New Year, and they have been waiting for him in the town, Qian Yiliang knows, and Qingyan also knows.

Qian Yiliang asked people to clean up Master's medical hall, buy all the tables and chairs, and carve a new plaque.

He stayed in the hospital for a long time, left a long letter, and took the little cook away.

The little cook was made sore by him the night before, dead and alive, and still can't come back to her senses, the whole child is stunned, and he hugs her back and forth.

Didn't he not want her and hate her?

Is it too sad that you are hungry?

She wanted to ask why?

But he was a bit fierce, and she didn't dare ask.

She can only be obedient and do whatever he says.

But there were people outside the carriage, how could he do that?

The little cook was red all over, red from her head to her toes, and her little hands pressed against the placket of her clothes, not daring to look at the person in front of her.

Half a month later, the Qian family sent a letter.

After Li Luohan received the letter, he rushed to the small building as soon as possible and handed it to Qingyan.

Qian Yiliang first said the latest situation, and then greeted each of them, reminding them to dress more in the autumn, Rory talked a lot, but did not mention Qingyan.

Li Luohan read it to the end, and he didn't know how to comfort the master.

Qingyan smiled indifferently, "It's better to go home, I speak in tune, and I know how to care about people." ”

Waiting for the three of them to leave, Qingyan took out Qian Yiliang's leaf book and flipped through the pages one by one.

There are ordinary maple leaves, camphor leaves, and very rare strange leaves.

Qingyan stared at a certain leaf in a daze.

This leaf appears four times, taking a different color throughout the year.

It does not wither throughout the year, and the leaves still change color with the seasons, isn't it......

I didn't expect Xiao Linshan to have so many treasures, but she didn't know.

Since then, Qingyan has not slept anymore, but follows Li Luohan and the three up the mountain every day.

After a few steps, she let them go up first, and she walked slowly as if she were playing in the mountains and rivers.

She has walked little on this mountain road, and the four seasons are very different throughout the year, and when she comes again, the scenery is completely different, and she sees different things.

It didn't take long for her to find out.

"With a cool physical fitness, it is probably concentrated below the middle." Qingyan muttered to herself.

I don't know if I should be happy to accept such a delicate disciple.

According to the records of Sanyuan Materia Medica, this tree can only be regarded as a shrub at most, but how did it grow into such a tall tree on the mountain.

Qingyan was a little puzzled, picked a few fruits that were about to rot and smelled them, and couldn't be sure for a while, so he decided to pick a handful and give it back to the little squirrel to eat.

The squirrel in the yard was lying on the branch basking in the sun, and somehow, suddenly a squirrel fell to the ground.

Green Smoke brings the fruit back to the squirrel's nest.

The squirrel didn't pay much attention to her, but when he saw the rotten fruit, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't run away.

"Rat demon, you have such a smart nose, I'm not wrong, right?" Qingyan felt that it had spirituality, so she squatted down and asked it.

You're a demon, your whole family is a demon!

The squirrel turned around and pointed its butt at her.

The rotten fruit, the squirrel didn't dislike it, and it shouldn't be wrong to think about it.

Her rat was just like her disciple, and he had a big temper.

If it were really an ordinary fruit rotting like this, it would have hated polluting its nest and kicked it open.

Qingyan had an idea in his heart, so he piled all the fruits into its nest, poked it and went to find the little cook.

The squirrel roared angrily when he saw a pile of rotten fruit high up on its warm and clean nest, some of which were still dripping juice.

In the east kitchen, several cooks are busy preparing lunch together.

Seeing Qingyan, the eldest lady washed her hands and invited people to a firewood room.

"Whose futon is here, and how?" Qingyan first noticed the quilt on the straw in the corner.

The cook smiled: "It's mine." ”

"How do you sleep here?" Qingyan frowned slightly.

The cook explained, "Xiao Wang told me what the elder explained, she is home now, and this matter is wrapped up in the eldest mother, and the eldest lady shows the elder, and there is no one missing." ”

Qingyan thought it was an exaggeration, "It's just burnt charcoal, who would care about this kind of thing." ”

"Since the elder commanded it, charcoal is also a treasure." The cook's tone was very serious.

Qingyan glanced at her and smiled, "Then take out all the treasures." ”

"Good!" The cook moved quickly, moved away from the covered firewood, and saw a pile of black charcoal.

"Quite a lot." Qingyan thought that there would be less after burning.

"I've found everything I burned before." It took her a lot of effort.

But fortunately, the charcoal from the burning of this branch will not crumble into slag, so you just need to rummage in a fixed place.

It's just that the place where the charcoal ash is poured is all kinds of plant ash, which makes her black, and everyone thinks that the East Kitchen is haunted.