Chapter 9: 拈花一笑

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Silk shoes are similar to the shoes of the later generation of embroidered shoes, light and beautiful, more comfortable than the shoes, just be careful, otherwise it is very painful to step on the stones and the like.
Yan Yanjue, still wearing shoes in the country, so you must stare at the tip of the toes, it is really torment.
Already close to the end of the application, the sunset is slanting, the summer wind is sloppy, and the air is filled with the unique moisturizing scent of the Jiangnan Water Village and the flowers scented, and Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he is about to go to the place.
"Mother!" Late Green suddenly whispered in the ear and sighed: "A good sir!"
Yan Yan looked up and looked at the late green obsessive look. Under the sunset of the orange, a white-sleeve robes fluttered in the wind, and the blue silk picked up. There were a few broken hairs floating in front of the forehead, orange light. On his flawless side, he put a circle of halo, his lips and his teeth, like a white jade, like a beautiful painting.
The man's body is long and thin, with large sleeves and robes. It is quite a legacy of Wei and Jin. At this moment, he is concentrating on a white peony in front of him, leaning over his body and sighing. The intoxicated look is also beautiful.
Yan Yan mouth shakes a few shakes, a man, likes to smell flowers! Smell the smell of this virtue, really... Yan Yan couldn’t help but move his fingers, there is an impulse to dissect him.
The man enjoyed the flower for a while, and was about to turn and leave, but he stepped down and leaned over to find a branch from the side of the flower and dug a wild flower under the peony tree.
"He digs the flowers of our family." Yan Yan unrelentingly interrupted the indulging of the late green.
I was very late in the green, and I was dissatisfied: "Mother, it is just weed wildflowers, not our family."
The man heard the dialogue between the two men, and he still turned the wildflower in his hand. The face was quite awkward. He wanted to come and heard the words of Yan Yan, stuttering and explaining: "Below... just feel below This wild peanut is very pitiful under the bright and unparalleled peony. I want to remove it."
The tender yellow and yellow flowers were held by the man in the palm of his hand, and his beautiful face reflected, which added a bit of color. Yan Yan shook a little, this man is actually like this... Tang Yan. Wait, he won't really be Tang Xuanzhao? Think about it, it seems that the age is wrong, Yan Yan was slightly relieved.
Separated by the power of the soap, the eyes fell on the hand holding the flower.
This person is only born slender, but his age is not large. Yan Yan judges that he is only about seventeen years old according to his physical characteristics.
"Below is the new village teacher, surnamed Sang Mingchen, the word goes with the distance." The teenager is busy rushing to Yan.
Yan Yan subconsciously wants to answer "I know", the subtext is "You can go", but think of Xing Niang's tens of thousands of wants her modest and sage, and quickly swallowed her mouth and then swallowed back, slightly owed I have been owed, "I have seen Mr. Sang."
Sang Chen quickly waved: "Don't dare to act, don't dare to be!"
After a pause, Sang Chen seems to want to say something, slightly moving his lips, but only said: "Don't dare to disturb the mother, let's say goodbye!"
He said that he hurriedly ran along the strange path. He didn't know what to step on in the corner. It was a shackle and almost fell down. This time, the slender back looks more and more sloppy.
Late green smashed, said: "Mother... What happened to Mr. Sang?"
"I don't know." Yan Yan did not care about Sang Chen, and looked at the flower field in front of him.
A piece of purple and red is so hot and not very lively, beautiful and unusual, but in the eyes of Yan Yan, these flowers are different in color, and after reading it for a while, she is very happy. Relatively speaking, it is still a strange body that can ignite the excitement in her body.
"Let's go back." Yan Yandao.
"Mother, how come you have to leave?" Late Green did not understand, the former mothers liked these flowers most, and even asked the medical doctors to plant seeds, how suddenly the lack of interest.
Yan Yan does not explain, and my heart began to secretly calculate that we should do some business privately? Still trying to find a way back home?
Yan Yan’s identity is 冉七娘, this can’t escape, even if her own business is doing well, marriage, big things, parents’ words, if she’s not looking at it, Then he gave it a go, and the next half of the generation would not want to be comfortable. Run away? It is even more unrealistic. A weak woman with no hands and no strength is single, and the unknown danger is several dozen times more than now. However, it is not possible to return home immediately. The time has not yet arrived.
Comprehensive analysis, Yan Yan feels staying, first secretly earn some money, when it is time to go, or is taken back home, she has some protection.
Back to the Fuzhong, Yan Yan will discuss with Xing Niang and late green, and go to the city tomorrow. It happened that at noon, the late green said that she would give her a new dress, and Xing Niang did not object.
Before going to sleep, Yan Yan flipped through all the items of the original owner, and found a branch, a jade bracelet, four pairs of shoes, and more than ten pieces of worn and small clothes. In addition, there are five poems that have been refurbished.
It seems that the life of this noble niece is really difficult.
In the past, Yan Yan had never worried about money. This time, I can actually experience it. What is no money is impossible. On the 7th and 8th, the fifteen or two silvers that sold the cockroaches are now only eight or two, not to mention the comfort and worry-free life, that is, eating more good and hurting.
I have to go to the city tomorrow to see if there are any business opportunities. When Yan Yan was in the hospital, the friends in the dormitory were gynaecology majors, but the results were not always good. In order to seek health, they changed their strategies and began to study how to maintain female organs to achieve the effect of beauty and beauty.
That person often chats with Yan Yan at the time, ask questions, one to two, Yan Yan also knows some methods and dispensing, if these drugs are sold out, there should be a market...
Just how to sell? I am afraid that only these ladies can afford to spend the money. The original Yan Yan knows a few noble women in the city. It is a pity that they are all general, and they can’t rush to sell drugs.
After Yan Yan put the things back in place, just sitting down a few times, I heard a knock on the door.
Late Greenway: "Mother, Wu Shen doctor is back."
It was 冉 交 交 交 交 交 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡 睡
"Late green, come in and help me sort out." Yan Yan knows that ancient people attach great importance to etiquette, although the Wu Shen doctor seems very unreliable, but since it is to help others, it is natural to be respectful.
"Mother, you are in a hurry." Late Green looked at the still-smooth face, and she knew that she had been waiting for Wu Xiu and came back. "Which day can I not worship? Why stay up late, now it’s all time!"
At the beginning of the Hai Dynasty, it was nine o'clock. In Yan Yan's opinion, it is not a break time. It is better to be a teacher.
Slightly cleaned up, Yan Yan hurried to Wu Xiu and the hospital where he lived.
Xishan gave birth to a lot of Ganoderma lucidum. Wu Xiu and I forgot the time. I was so late, but when I looked at four different kinds of Ganoderma lucidum, Wu Xiu and I were happy.
He just sat down and heard the knock on the door. Then, the voice of the late green came. "Wu Shen, have you rested?"
Wu Xiu and half of the tea poured down the hand suddenly slammed, and the ground jumped up from the table, hurriedly picked up the medicine, and hugged it up to the curtain, and waited until the medicine was put in place, which was not tight. Not slow geography, Li Yi, opened the door in the past.
Wu Xiu and seeing the door stood not only in the late green, but also in the face of Yan Yan, a slight glimpse, and quickly replaced with an inscrutable, yet without a sly expression, "I don't know the seventeen-year-old night visit, what? See you?"
Yan Yan organized the language and succumbed to the ceremony. "Children came to worship the teacher. They should have requested it with the doctor in advance, and then choose the auspicious teacher. But you can't see the tail of the dragon. I am afraid that there will be no trace of the medical doctor tomorrow. It is late night. Come, abruptly, please forgive me!"
Children, the self-proclaimed women of the Tang Dynasty, generally only used for elders, or self-improvement, Yan Yan is waiting until late at night, so humility, the sincerity on this face is full.
"Late green." Yan Yan gestured.
Late green, a pair of smashed expression, took out a handkerchief wrapped in the sleeves.
"This is the eight-two silver. As a teacher, it really slows down the doctor, but the situation of the seventeenth now..." Yan Yan said, just outside the door and kneeling in front of Wu Xiuhe.
Although Wu Xiuhe is only a bell doctor, he has also seen the world. The thank-you gift of the rich people, dozens of two or even two, and the eighty-two of Yan Yan, he naturally did not look in the eyes.
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