General, Madam Called You To Farm

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao didn't know that Wei Ting was taken back to Wei's house.

She entered the pharmacy again.

She speculated that because she treated a critically ill patient, the pharmacy came to reward her again.

What kind of medicine will it be this time, she is very much looking forward to it.

However, what puzzled her was that there were no medicines or health products on the table in the lounge, only a pair of ordinary gloves.

A little thicker than cotton gloves, a little thinner than heat insulation gloves, with distinct fingers.

Su Xiaoxiao: ...

I slept a lot during the day, not too sleepy at night, and woke up just after Yin Shi.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the gloves beside the pillow and smiled: Is this for cooking for me? Afraid of hurting my hand?

Without having to make a snack, the morning becomes very leisurely.

She kneaded the dough first, steamed a pot of steamed buns and cornmeal wotou, baked two sweet potatoes, and boiled a few eggs.

The peanut butter and sesame paste brought from the countryside were almost enough to eat on the road. Later, she had to go to the market to buy some peanuts and sesame seeds.

...Wait for Wei Ting to come back and make sauce.

The sweet potato was almost baked, and Su Xiaoxiao pulled it out of the stove with tongs.

Waiting for the time to cool down, she went to clean up the courtyard.

Zhong Shan brought firewood again.

Zhong Shan was going to help clean up the yard, Su Xiaoxiao looked at his hunched back and said No need, I'll do it myself in sign language.

Zhong Shan was stunned for a moment, as if surprised that Su Xiaoxiao knew sign language.

He is not only dumb, but also deaf, but he understands lip language, so as long as people don't call him from behind, they won't notice his deafness.

As for sign language, even fewer would use it for him.

He does not use it with others, and writes when he needs to communicate.

Although both are expressions, sign language and writing have different meanings, especially for deaf people.

Su Xiaoxiao continued to sign language: I made a pot of dim sum yesterday, and I left two boxes for you.

Zhong Shan was still immersed in the shock that Su Xiaoxiao actually communicated with him in sign language. Su Xiaoxiao had already entered the room and took out the snacks.

Su Xiaoxiao handed the box to him and sign language: One box of sweet, one box of sweet and salty.

When Zhong Shan came out of the yard with snacks, his eyes were a little wet.

Su Xiaoxiao sat in the stove nibbling sweet potatoes, nibbling and nibbling, and a small round head came in.

Big tiger? Su Xiaoxiao was surprised.

Mother. Big Tiger entered the stove.

So early? Do you want to pee? Su Xiaoxiao put down the sweet potato and wanted to take him to the toilet.

He shook his head and handed Su Xiaoxiao the hair tie in his hand.

Don't sleep? Su Xiaoxiao asked.

I'm not going to sleep anymore, said the big tiger in a milky voice.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled, took the hair tie and let him sit on his lap, wrapping his fingers around his soft hair and tying it up a little bit.

Why are you up so early? she asked.

Slip the pony, said the big tiger.

Dahu is a responsible child. Every time he walks the pony, his two younger brothers will paddle, but he is the only one who insists seriously.

The two-month-old foal is so strong that there is no sign of it being a premature pony at all.

Seeing the big tiger coming, it jumped up happily.

Su Xiaoxiao accompanies the big tiger to ride the foal.

The big tiger held the reins in one hand, half a sweet potato in the other, and nibbled at it with his little glutinous rice-like deciduous teeth.

Just a few days after moving in, Su Xiaoxiao was not familiar with the neighbors in the alley, and she didn't know anyone who came up to her and worked with the courtyard door open.

But it's strange that they know Dahu!

Is it the big tiger? It's a horse ride again.

Said an old lady who was sweeping leaves at the gate of the courtyard.

Big Tiger greeted politely, Grandma Zhao.

Hey! Aunt Zhao laughed, How nice, eh? Who is this?

She looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

The big tiger raised his chest and said, My mother.

Aunt Zhao was stunned: Ah... this, so... young mother... yes, she is a blessing.

Just say she's fat and you're done.

Su Xiaoxiao greeted politely, Aunt Zhao.

Eh, eh! Aunt Zhao nodded again and again.

Afterwards, I ran into several neighbors. Not surprisingly, Dahu knew all of them, and took the initiative to introduce his mother to them.

Su Xiaoxiao was fascinated.

Excuse me, how did you manage to recognize all the neighbors in the alley within three days?

Could this be the rumored social bullshit?

Among the three little guys, Erhu is the one who speaks the best. She has always believed that if there is a popular king in the alley, Erhu is the one.

Big tiger, you hide it.

There is no one living in this family.

So is this one.

While walking, Dahu introduced the situation of the neighbors to Su Xiaoxiao.

How do you know? Su Xiaoxiao asked, It's possible that they just went out to visit relatives and returned in a few days?

Grandma Zhao said. Dahu said.

Su Xiaoxiao was even more confused.

In her mind, the picture of a big tiger with a giggling face, carrying a standard peasant squat, squatting on the ground, and chatting with aunts and aunties in a serious manner—

Su Ergou, what do you think of the child?

At the end of the alley, Dahu pointed to the house to the east and said, There is a nice voice.

Su Xiaoxiao: Huh? Is there any?

Big Tiger: There is during the day.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't imagine what the nice voice was in Dahu's mouth for a while, but she heard the not so nice voice.

Under the big tree not far away, a man in a blue long gown was holding on to the tree and retching.

In his other hand he was holding an old piano case.

Know? Su Xiaoxiao asked Dahu.

Dahu tilted his head and looked at it: I haven't seen it before.

Wait for me here. Su Xiaoxiao stopped and walked towards the other party.

There was no alcohol smell on him, either because he drank alcohol, or because his body was sick and retching.

you--

Just as Su Xiaoxiao was about to ask, his hand slipped and the piano case fell.

There are several angular rocks on the ground, and if the piano box is dropped, it may be smashed into pieces.

He hurried to retrieve the piano case, but unfortunately he was a step late.

Just as the piano case was about to land, a pair of white and tender little chubby hands supported it in time.

Phew, catch it! Su Xiaoxiao sighed, looked at him and said, Why are you uncomfortable?

The other party didn't answer, just glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, without even a word of thanks, hugged the piano case, and stumbled into the house on the east side.

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows: Well, the nice sound that the tiger said was the sound of the piano?

——

early morning.

A luxurious carriage stopped at the east end of Lihua Lane.

The driver opened the curtain.

Qin Yanran walked down holding a guqin.

She raised her hand and knocked gently on the courtyard door.

She came a little early today, worried that the teacher would not get up, and was about to go back to the carriage to wait for a while, but found that the courtyard door was not bolted, and she opened it with a light knock.

She went into the yard.

I saw a young man in a green shirt under the corridor.

The man sat on a rattan chair and wiped a guqin with clean silk.

She bowed and bowed, and gave a flat salute to meet for the first time.

The other party didn't even look at her, and carried the guqin into the wing.

Qin Yanran frowned.

Who is this man? Never seen before.

Could it be—the eldest disciple under the master's name who sees his head but does not see his tail?

Now that I think about it, I have to call him senior brother.

Yan Ran.

Master Zhang Qin walked over from the corridor.

Zhang Qinshi was thirty years old this year. He used to be the imperial luthier of the court, and he also taught the piano skills of several princesses.

Being able to worship in his name, the Duke Huguo Mansion has entrusted a lot of connections.

Of course, if there is only relationship, and the aptitude and talent are not enough, he will not accept apprentices.

Qin Yanran was the only female disciple he had taught besides the princess.

Qin Yanran's musical talent is more outstanding than that of several royal princesses.

Teacher. Qin Yanran bowed.

Master Zhang Qin said, Go to the piano room, I'll come over later.

Yes.

Qin Yanran originally wanted to ask the senior brother about it, but think about it and forget it.

——

After Su Xiaoxiao and Dahu finished riding the foal, they went to Zhenbeihou Mansion.

Fu Langzhong has been there for two days, and it is time to exchange him for a rest.

The old man was probably stimulated during the day and had a high fever at night. Fu Langzhong gave him some antipyretic medicine left by Su Xiaoxiao.

Compared with the first day, Lao Houye's pulse was much smoother, and his complexion was visibly restored.

Just can't get out of bed like yesterday.

If you are sick, you have to take care of it carefully, otherwise it will be easy to fall short.

The old man went out yesterday, not because he was good enough to go out, but because he had strong willpower, he just dragged his weak body over.

For another old man and old lady, who was paralyzed on the bed early, it was hard to breathe.

Fu Langzhong was too sleepy, so Su Mo arranged a room for him, and let him live next to the old man, so he didn't have to run around.

Yes. Su Xiaoxiao.

Koizumi gave Su Xiaoxiao a strange look.

This apprentice often takes the place of the chef and makes decisions for the master.

Su Mo's expression did not change in the slightest, and he directly ordered: Go and clean up the next wing.

Yes. Koizumi shook his head in response, and went to clean up the wing in confusion.

Fu Langzhong was so sleepy that his eyelids fought, he could sleep anywhere, he didn't pick.

Go to the study and sit down? Su Mo said.

The two went to the study.

As soon as I sat down, a guard in the house came over in a hurry.

He was about to enter, but when he saw Su Xiaoxiao in the room, he paused again.

Come in. Su Mo said.

The guard bowed in and clasped his fists in a salute: Eldest son.

Su Mo asked, But what news have you found?

The guard saw that his eldest son did not shy away from the girl, and told the clues he had found in the past few days.

A new month has begun, little cuties, take a wave of guaranteed monthly passes~