Chapter 50

Seeing that Chen Zhishan's face was too ugly, Chen Xi felt a little scared, and hurriedly said: "Where is the young master going? Let the young one follow."

Chen Zhishan was impatient, and excused: "I suddenly remembered a prescription, I should discuss the usage with Ms. An." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards An's house. On the way, he saw a peddler selling windmills. He remembered that An Yu had been clamoring to buy it before. The windmill happened to be sent there logically, so I bought the windmill with the money, and bought some pastries that Mrs. An likes to eat, and planned to come to please Brother An and Mrs. An.

At this time, An's house was full of excitement. Mrs. An was sitting in the yard squinting her eyes to watch the cook slaughter and clean the game brought back by An Yi, and Mrs. Xue was instructing the newly bought little girl to work.An Yu pulled An Yi's sleeve and cried: "You said you would buy it for me. Earlier, my father said I would buy it for me, but I didn't agree. I just waited for you...you are lying, woo... my sister is lying. .”

An Yi received the accusatory gaze from the whole family, and she couldn't help sweating profusely. She couldn't help but pick up An Yu, who was like a dough ball, and coaxed: "Sister, I forgot in a hurry, so I will take you out to buy."

An Yu smiled through tears, and took An Yi's hand to go out with her. Coincidentally, Chen Zhishan entered the door. He smiled and handed the windmill to An Yu, and then opened his arms. An Yu immediately threw himself into his arms and hugged her. Rubbing his neck and calling sweetly: "Brother."

Greetings to Chen Zhishan resounded throughout An's house. Mrs. An took the cake and smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth: "You are a real kid, and you are not an outsider. I see you every day. If you come, you will come. What kind of cakes do you bring?" But he praised: "Yes, this sweet-scented osmanthus tuckahoe cake is exactly the flavor I love." Seeing Anyi standing there smiling, he let out a lion roar: "Why don't you hurry up and pour tea for your brother?"

An Yi smiled, took the tea that the little girl handed over and put it in front of Chen Zhishan, and said, "Why is senior brother here again?"

Chen Zhishan was about to say that excuse, but Mrs. An had already scolded: "Can you talk? Do you know how to treat guests? What do you mean again? You are really getting bigger and stupider." Turning her head to face Chen Zhishan changed his smiling face: "Zhishan, you stay for dinner."

Chen Zhishan took a careful look at An Yi, and saw that she was smiling lightly as always, and she couldn't tell whether she was welcome or enthusiastic.She couldn't help thinking that in the long run, one day she would be like what Chen Xi said, she would have to become a member of another family, so she broke her heart and answered Mrs. An with a smile.After all, it was years of friendship. If he didn't try it, how would he know that the An family really looked down on her, and she didn't have half of him in her heart?After all, the girl is old, and her reputation is not right, so she should avoid suspicion.

It was not the first time for Chen Zhishan to stay at An's house for dinner, but An Yi instinctively felt that the way he looked at her today was a little different, and it would be suspicious if he went back and forth, so she gave Aunt Lan a wink.After a while, Mrs. Lan came over and said, "Miss Qu, Miss Qu sent someone to ask you to go to her place."

Miss Qu is called Qu Yuanyuan, the daughter of the new county magistrate, about the same age as An Yi. When she came to Changli with her parents to take up the post, she suffered from a serious illness, which was cured by An Yi. Since then, the two are of similar age, The girls who lived close together became good friends.Qu Yuanyuan has a delicate body and strict family rules, unlike An Yi, who can run outside all day, so whenever she is bored, she comes to arrest people, so as to listen to An Yi talking about people and things outside.

The An family was used to seeing it and didn't care about An Yi.Anyi and Chen Zhishan pleaded guilty and took a hare outside.On the way, An Baoliang met An Baoliang returning home, and An Baoliang rarely had to ask, "Where are you going at this time?"

"Looking for Qu Yuanyuan." An Yi had already stepped forward, but she turned back after thinking about it, and whispered, "Father, the thing I told you a while ago..."

Before he finished speaking, An Baoliang categorically refused: "No! I won't agree even if I stay in this poor place for the rest of my life. I want to ask them, unless the sun rises from the west!" He stared at Anyi again , said: "I can tell you, you are not allowed to write letters to them in my name! Otherwise, don't blame my family for serving you!" After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked forward.

Anyi sighed.The family life has been better in the past two years. Relying on the news she inquired on weekdays, knowing that the situation in the DPRK and China has changed, and no one is staring at the An family, she tried to persuade Mrs. An and An Baoliang to write letters. To the Jingzhong family, use the strength of the Jingzhong family to walk around so that you can go back earlier.But the mother and son were surprisingly unanimous, resolutely refusing to bow their heads to the family, and even willing to die of old age here.

When she was old, no matter how capable and tough she was, no matter how much she expressed that she didn't want to marry, the An family would not let her go on like this, and they would probably find her a marriage soon.An Yi habitually touched the needle pouch she carried with her, felt the power imparted to her by the golden needle, and was instantly filled with courage. If she was really forced, she would go to Beijing with An Baoliang and others behind her back to find another opportunity.

An Yi made up her mind, quickly walked into the gate of Qu's house, handed over the hare to the cook, and went straight inside to find Qu Yuanyuan.Qu Yuanyuan was staring at a stack of poems in a daze. When she saw her come in, her crescent-like eyes narrowed into slits with a smile: "Why are you here? Didn't you say that you are very busy? I dare not go Please."

Anyi smiled and said, "Today I went to see a patient in the mountains, and brought back some wild game. I brought it here for you to try." He grabbed a piece of poem draft, saw that it was full of spring flowers, autumn moon, etc., and couldn't help laughing. Said: "Hey, it hurts the spring and the autumn if the female college is not allowed to stay."

"Nonsense! See if I don't tear your mouth!" Qu Yuanyuan blushed immediately, and jumped up to grab the poem manuscript.She was two years younger than An Yi, not as tall as An Yi, and her body was not as nimble as An Yi's. She jumped in the air, stomped her feet in anger, and showed her cuteness and cuteness.

"What's so embarrassing? Which one of us is with whom?" Anyi pinched her little face, and returned the poem manuscript to her, "The little face is so tender and white, it makes people want to pinch it just looking at it."

Qu Yuanyuan said seriously: "You are getting darker and darker. I didn't mean you. You don't rely on medical practice to support your family. It's just a hobby. Why bother to make yourself look like this?" Anyi is a beautiful woman, if No matter how fair her complexion is, she is afraid that the women in Feilongguan will be compared to her. Qu Yuanyuan doesn't understand why she doesn't cherish her appearance like this?
An Yi smiled and said, "I'm dark, and in my opinion, nothing is more interesting than practicing medicine." It's troublesome for a young woman to practice medicine, but it's even more troublesome with this face, and she can't wear a veil all the time Li, it’s better to get tanned. Anyway, she is proficient in medicine, so when she wants to get back for nothing in the future, she can just add some ointment and apply it for nothing.This is the benefit of studying medicine, Anyi is a little complacent.

Everyone has their own aspirations, Qu Yuanyuan sighed helplessly, swallowed the words that it was too dark to find her in-laws, and took out a bamboo flute from the dressing table and handed it over: "You just played that piece last time. Half, finish the rest, shall we?"

An Yi was not in a good mood, she didn't want to brag, so she made an excuse and said, "Don't bother your wife."

(End of this chapter)

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