The cannon fodder of fast wear, she chooses to farm

Xu Yin concentrates on cultivating flowers on the mountain. Like the locals, she works at sunrise and rests at sunset, living a busy and fulfilling life.

The outside world thought that she was keeping mourning in the cemetery, crying and crying all day long, immersed in the grief of losing her parents and unable to extricate herself.

"Is your cousin determined to keep mourning in the cemetery?"

As the day of the hospital examination approached, grandma thought of Xu Yin again because of her son's troubles.

"Why is this kid so stubborn! No! I have to go again!"

Even if I borrowed the money for the college exam, there are still township exams and general exams to follow.

She hoped that her son would pass the exam all the way and honor his ancestors, how could he be fettered by money, and the college exam would be over after the exam.

Sun Zhiqian originally thought that brother Xiujie's family was well-off, and he was the one who borrowed the money for the upcoming college examination, but what his mother said was somewhat reasonable, so we couldn't just ask brother Xiujie to borrow it every time, right?

In case he passed the examination this time, he could go to Fucheng to take the provincial examination next autumn, but Brother Xiujie failed to do so, how could he be able to ask him for an excuse?It always feels like rubbing salt in each other's wounds.

"But mother, the college exam is approaching, and my son is busy studying, so I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you."

"I don't need you to accompany me, I'll go alone, you can study at ease. It's just that my mother is not at home for a few days, and your father has to cook. I know his skills are difficult to imitate, so I can only make my son make do with a few meals." .”

After explaining the family, grandma packed a light package and set off for Los Angeles again.

When she arrived in Los Angeles, she didn't go to Xu's mansion right away, but waited until it was dark before going to knock on the door of Xu's mansion.

Thinking that it was getting dark, even if the niece was not at home, the housekeeper should come out to entertain him, right?
After all, she is also the aunt of the current head of the Xu family, how can she shut the door of the elders of the master's house and not entertain them!

Wait until you live in Xu's mansion, and then plan slowly.

Anyway, this time I have to ask my niece to borrow money anyway.

Grandmother's calculation was pretty good, but she missed one point: the one who came to open the door was not the old butler, who was quite polite, but the new accountant.

Seeing the long and deep scar on the other party's face, grandma trembled in fright, and asked bravely, "You, who are you? Why are you in my niece's mansion?"

The accountant frowned and glanced at her, and replied coldly: "The master is not at home, please come back some other day."

After finishing speaking, the door of the house will be closed.

"Hey, wait!" Grandmother was in a hurry. It's late at night, if she is not invited in, where can she go?It costs money to stay in a hotel.

"I said, the master is not at home, come back another day!"

"I am the aunt of the master of the Xu residence! Let me in!"

Grandmother pressed against the door hard, trying to squeeze in.

Helplessly, this kid with a scar on his face looked thin, but he was actually very strong. No matter how hard she pushed, the gap in the door never widened.

"The master is not at home, come back another day!"

The other party still said the same words, and after finishing speaking with a "bang", he closed the door of the mansion in front of grandma, and dropped the bolt.

Grandmother was furious and yelled: "What are you! How dare you stop me from the door! When my niece comes back, she will sell you! You bullying bastard! Ugly people do more tricks!"

But no matter how much she scolded, the door of Xu's mansion was never opened again.

Seeing that the sky was completely dark, the street was dark, and few people passed by, grandma had no choice but to go to a nearby inn and ask for the cheapest room.

Looking at the broken silver handed out, she almost fainted from the pain.

The next day, she went to Xu Mansion again, but the door was still closed to welcome her.

No matter how she knocked or shouted, no one answered.

At this time, she regretted that she didn't ask the butler to find out the location of the Xu family cemetery, otherwise she could go directly to the cemetery to find her niece.That place is unlucky is a little bit unlucky, but it is better than being rejected again and again.

Grandmother returned in vain, cursing.

Inside the Xu mansion, the servant leaned against the door and listened to the movement for a long time, then tiptoed back and said with a smile, "Let's go! Finally go!"

The butler breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night, when grandma came to the door, he was not in the mansion. He received a letter from the girl and went to the winery in the next town to buy the high-quality grain wine that the girl needed.

Back at the mansion at noon today, I heard from the boy that the grandma had come to the door again, and was hesitating whether to come forward to receive her, but was stopped by the accountant.

Then there was the scene just now.

After regaining his senses, the old housekeeper glanced at the accountant who was calmly calculating, and couldn't help but ask:

"You closed the door in front of her yesterday, so you are not afraid that she will sue the girl? After all, you are also a relative of the master."

"casual."

"Hey, you bastard..."

The housekeeper pointed to his face: "Tell me honestly, is the scar on your face caused by someone cutting you off in a fit of anger?"

The other party raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

The housekeeper thought he guessed it right, stroked his gray beard and sighed: "Boy! Speaking is also a skill, learn from it in the future!"

"..."

On that side, grandma not only failed to raise enough money for her son, not to mention the trip to Los Angeles for nothing, but also lost the tipping fee of the two-su inn, so angry that she covered her heart all the way.

I was full of complaints at home.

Sun Zhiqian was somewhat disappointed when he learned that his mother failed to borrow money from his cousin.

But he is in a good mood: "Mother, it's okay! Let's talk about passing the hospital test first! What if Brother Xiujie and I both pass the test, and we will go to Fucheng and Countryside for the test, and we will still go the same way. I can't raise enough money." Brother Xiujie won't sit idly by."

we can only do this.

Grandmother sighed, and when she thought of taking a trip to Los Angeles for nothing, she felt uneasy and cursed angrily:
"That cousin of yours is really heartless! She doesn't live in the big seven-year-old mansion, and insists on going to the gloomy cemetery to keep her filial piety. She is the only one who is so filial! I think she will be betrayed by the dog slave who committed crimes below the screw sooner or later! Look! All right!"

"Ah-"

Xu Yin, who was perfecting the spice planting plan in the Xu family's other courtyard, sneezed unexpectedly.

"Girl? Is the ice basin too close to you? I'll move it further away." Hongqian said, and was about to move the ice basin at Xu Yin's feet to cool off from the heat.

"do not!"

Xu Yin hurriedly stopped it.

On a hot day, just an ice basin, and move her farther away.

"It's just a sneeze, and I didn't catch a cold. Even if I have a cold, it's probably a hot cold."

"Girl, what is a fever?"

"It's just... wind heat?"

A cold is called wind-cold, and a hot cold should be called wind-heat, right?

She was thinking, next time she travels to a small modern world, if she has the chance to take the college entrance examination, she will choose a Chinese medicine major and get a Chinese medicine doctor qualification certificate.

In ancient times, medical skills were too much needed.

Thinking about her life as a vicious female partner, she got through completely by relying on "Jingyue Quanshu", "Chinese Herbal Medicine Illustrated Book" and some common sense of self-cultivation from later generations. In fact, she is not even a half-baked doctor.