Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

After Yan Wanqing finished speaking, she stepped forward and put the ginseng on the small tea table beside Mu Yuanshan, and picked up the broom to help Mother Huang clean the yard together.

Mu Yuanshan looked at Yan Wanqing's slender and busy figure complicatedly.

Do you see people's hearts after a long time?

From the very beginning, he didn't understand why Yan Wanqing would cling to him.

If it was for the secret book in his hand, then he had already given it to her, and she could leave.

But she didn't, she still cared about him very much, even though he slammed her away with a cold face, she didn't leave.

Why is this?

Mu Yuanshan couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Mother Huang whispered to Yan Wanqing, "Wanqing, since the old man doesn't want to admit you, you should stop your losses in time and stay away from him."

She just stood aside and understood.

Like her, Yan Wanqing has always been disliked by Mu Yuanshan and has never been affirmed.

"Auntie, I know you are doing it for my own good, but my relationship with Master Mu cannot be explained in a few words. I know what I am doing."

Huang's mother looked at Yan Wanqing's firmness, sighed and said: "You are a sincere and good boy, Auntie believes that one day, you will be able to drop through that hard and smelly stone."

Yan Wanqing felt that Huang Mu's description was very vivid.

Mu Yuanshan's character is indeed like a hard and smelly stone, very difficult to chew.

Mu Yuanshan squinted his eyes when he saw two muttering people not far away, "Can you two take things seriously, why are you being lazy?"

Huang Mu and Yan Wanqing separated quickly like frightened fawns, and then went about their duties.

After eating breakfast, Mu Yuanshan lay on a chair on the balcony, enjoying the sunshine.

There was the sound of a broom scraping across the ground, the sound of fallen leaves rolling on the ground, and the discussions of Mother Huang and Yan Wanqing.

All kinds of voices gathered together, giving this small courtyard some fireworks.

Mu Yuanshan has been alone for a long time, and he is very unfamiliar with this kind of fireworks, but he doesn't hate it at all.

He looked at everything in front of him in a trance, and also had a very unreal feeling.

"Master, this is the health-preserving tea I made for you."

Yan Wanqing's voice rang in his ears, and Mu Yuanshan looked at her with dull eyes for a moment.

He always felt that such a scene seemed familiar.

Yan Wanqing asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Yuanshan came back to his senses, he said with a cold face, "Don't call me Master."

"Okay, Master Mu."

Yan Wanqing handed over the tea, and Mu Yuanshan frowned when he saw the ingredients in the tea bowl, "Who did you learn how to make tea from?"

She naturally learned from Mu Yuanshan.

Yan Wanqing said: "My grandma likes to drink health-preserving tea. I often brew it for her when I am at home. I don't know if you like it or not."

Yan Wanqing's filial piety is really rare, Mu Yuanshan's attitude is not as cold as before, "Let's put it down."

Yan Wanqing was not worried that Mu Yuanshan didn't like drinking.

When Mother Huang and Yan Wanqing went to the kitchen to cook, they saw Mu Yuanshan's contented expression from the window while drinking tea.

Huang's mother said: "Wanqing, teach me another day, and I will make tea for that stubborn old man."

"Okay, in fact, the method of health-preserving tea is very simple."

The two were talking and laughing in the kitchen.

In the evening, Yan Zhengqing came to pick up Yan Wanqing.

"Master Mu, my second brother is here to pick me up, I'm leaving first, and I'll come see you tomorrow."

Mu Yuanshan put down the bowl and chopsticks, his eyes were cold, "Don't come again tomorrow."

"I wonder why?"

Mu Yuanshan picked up the crutches, leaving Yan Wanqing a lonely back.

"You are too noisy."

Yan Wanqing's care and optimism are addictive like poison. He doesn't want to be greedy for the warmth Yan Wanqing brings and become selfless.

He is only fit to live alone.

Yan Wanqing clenched her hands hanging by her sides into fists, and she shouted unconvinced, "If you don't let me come, I won't come. Let me tell you, I will come tomorrow."

There was no sign of Mu Yuanshan in the room.

Yan Wanqing was not discouraged at all, like a fighting cock with high spirits.

For the next few days, Yan Wanqing came to harass Mu Yuanshan every day.

No matter how cynical and sarcastic he was, she refused to leave, and even used the tricks of being a rascal.

Even if Mu Yuanshan dared to block the gate, she dared to climb the roof of the neighbor's house.

There are policies and there are countermeasures, no matter how Mu Yuanshan can stop Yan Wanqing, he will let her go when he is tired.

Yan Wanqing looked at the compromising Mu Yuanshan, and found that he really liked this kind of thing. Wasn't it because of her stalking that she melted Mu Yuanshan last time?

For some reason, she went to Haishi and came back again, and Mu Yuanshan's attitude towards her changed again.

Fortunately, Yan Jing has no plans to leave here in the near future, she has a lot of time to harass Mu Yuanshan.

Yan Zhengqing saw Yan Wanqing's persistence and perseverance towards Mu Yuanshan, so she stopped persuading her, but advised Yan Wanqing, hoping that she could melt the iceberg of Mu Yuanshan as soon as possible.

Seeing the two of them going out so diligently, Yan Jing couldn't help being curious, "Xiaoqing, Wanqing, you two come out of the frost every day, and come back wearing the stars and the moon, what are you busy with?"

"Wanqing wanted to recognize a master, and we tried to impress him with our sincerity."

Yan Jing raised his eyebrows, "Does the master Wanqing wants to recognize have any special skills?"

Yan Zhengqing racked his brains and thought for a long time, but he didn't think of Mu Yuanshan's special skills.

"Probably poisonous tongue?"

Yan Jing's mouth twitched violently twice.

What is the skill of a poisonous tongue?

Yan Wanqing glared at him angrily, and explained: "My master is an expert, and usually won't reveal his strengths."

Yan Zhengqing pursed his lips, was he a high-tempered, high-eyed, self-important person?
"Wanqing, is there anything I can help you with?"

Yan Wanqing was about to ask Yan Jing for help, hoping that he could help Mu Yuanshan see his feet.

It's just that he was in a low mood two days ago, and Yan Wanqing didn't have the nerve to speak up. Now that she offered it, Yan Wanqing would naturally not refuse.

Yan Wanqing blinked her bright eyes, "If possible, I hope you can take a look at his foot injury."

"no problem."

Yan Jing readily agreed.

Yan Wanqing was as happy as a child who got candy, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

As long as his daughter is happy, let alone such a trivial matter, even if he pokes a hole in the sky, he will try his best to make it up.

When Yan Wanqing went to Mu Yuanshan's house the next day, it was Yan Jing who drove her there.

Yan Wanqing warned on the road, "Father, when you go away later, don't say that you are looking after his feet, otherwise my master's ass temper will probably kick you out."

Yan Jing looked at Yan Wanqing's expression of helplessness and embarrassment about Mu Yuanshan, with a little doting expression, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Probably every old father will be jealous when he sees his daughter caring so much for others.