After being reborn through the book, the apprentice becomes black and clings to the master's up

After the little episode just now, Qi Yufan proved that he... doesn't like women and hates the smell of rouge and gouache.

He confirmed and affirmed his sexual orientation.

Looking at Ye Nanchen, she just hoped that she hadn't led anyone astray.

"Catch the thief!!" A person suddenly shouted loudly.

The shout attracted the attention of passers-by, and Qi Yufan and Ye Nanchen also turned around.

A little boy of three or four years old in tattered clothes was running wildly, holding something tightly in his arms and gritting his teeth as he ran hard.

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief! He stole my things." A middle-aged man behind the little boy chased the little boy with a stick in his hand.

The little boy ran left and right, but still couldn't escape the siege of everyone. The little boy had nowhere to run, and was knocked to the ground with a stick, with blood visible on his back.

The person chasing him said fiercely, "You're still running! Give me your things."

"No...no give." Even if the little boy was beaten, he would hold on to the thing and not let go.

"What? No! If you stole my things, don't even think about running away today. See if I don't beat you to death!!"

The man swung his stick and saw that the stick was about to hit him.

The little boy closed his eyes. Even if he was beaten, he would never let go. This was the medicine that saved his mother.

The stick he was swinging was suddenly caught by someone and fell on the little boy. Someone said "Wait a minute"

The little boy who was curled up on the ground was helped up. "Are you okay?"

The little boy opened his eyes and said, "No...it's okay. Thank you...thank you."

"What did he steal?" Qi Yufan asked the man with the stick.

"What are you asking for? Are you going to pay it back for him?" The middle-aged man snorted and looked at the person who stopped him. Seeing that he was dressed in an extraordinary way, he changed the subject, "He stole my medicinal materials and my money."

"You say how much, I will pay it back to you for him."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "A total of twenty taels of silver."

"Okay" Qi Yufan agreed and took out his wallet.

"Wait a minute," the little boy shouted hurriedly, taking out the stolen things from his arms. "I...I...give...the things...back...to you."

When he took it out, he was reluctant to part with it. This was his mother's life-saving money and medicine, but his mother taught him that he should repay kindness and not harm innocent people.

"I..." The little boy tremblingly put the things on the ground.

A white and slender hand blocked his movement, stuffed the silver and medicinal materials back into his arms, and asked, "What are you using these medicinal materials for?"

"Save...save my mother, I...my mother is...sick. With medicine, I can...save my mother." The little boy said, tears streaming down his face, sobbing, "I want to save my mother, so ...I just...can steal...steal things. I just want to save my mother, wuwu~"

Qi Yufan understood and comforted him warmly, "I understand. Did you steal things to save your mother?"

"Yeah" the little boy nodded, wiping his dirty face, his nose red from crying.

"Okay, don't cry anymore." Qi Yufan bent down and picked up the sobbing little boy, patting his back. "What's your name?"

"Xiao Nian" The little boy hugged Qi Yufan tightly, buried his dirty face in his neck and shoulder, and cried.

"Okay." Qi Yufan looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Are you a doctor?"

The middle-aged man said impatiently, "I'm not a doctor, I'm the boy next to Doctor Zhang. Doctor Zhang asked me to arrest him."

"Okay" Qi Yufan took off the purse from his waist and threw it to the boy and said, "Take me to see your Doctor Zhang"

The boy opened his purse and found thirty taels of silver in it. He immediately changed his face and smiled apologetically, "Okay, okay, sir. Please come over here."

**

Yonghetang

The servant welcomed the three of them in and took them to see Dr. Zhang.

Doctor Zhang was diagnosing the pulse of a patient. After thinking for a moment, he picked up a writing brush and wrote down the medicinal materials on the rice paper and handed it to the patient in front of him.

The patient took it with both hands and said "Thank you doctor, thank you doctor"

"Yeah," Doctor Zhang hummed. He looked at the person walking away, slapped the table and said angrily, "Why is he so slow to arrest someone?"

"Come on, come on," said the boy leading the three people.

Doctor Zhang raised his eyes and saw the three people behind him. At a glance, he saw the thief who stole his things and said loudly, "Pull people, pull this thief out."

"Wait a minute," the boy stopped, "They are here to see the doctor, and this young master has already paid back all the money we lacked."

"Then these guys..." Doctor Zhang said.

"I would like to ask the doctor to help treat this little boy's mother," Qi Yufan said, "I will give you all the money for the treatment. Can the doctor save her with just one sentence?"

"Ah! Okay, okay." Doctor Zhang smiled flatteringly, losing his previous aura, and said to the boy, "Go get my medicine box."

He looked at Qi Yufan and cupped his hands and said, "Please lead the way."

"Xiao Nian, can you take us to find your mother?" Qi Yufan asked Xiao Nian, who was lying on top of him.

"Are you going to save my mother?" Xiao Nian asked weakly.

"Yes, let's go rescue your mother."

"Yeah" Xiao Nian said with a strong nasal voice.

**

There is a dilapidated thatched hut on the edge of the downtown area. The dilapidated thatched hut is leaky. There is only a little thatch in the house to keep out the cold. A weak candle shines brightly. On a bed made of a broken straw mat and a little thatch, lies a man who keeps coughing. Her face was pale and her figure was thin. She only had a thin piece of rags to keep out the cold, and she huddled up.

She lifted up her weak body and moved her body step by step against the wall. Her son had not come back yet, and she wanted to find her son.

After walking for only two moments, her eyes darkened and she fell to the ground. When she landed, a pair of strong arms picked up her thin body.

Qi Yufan carried him back to the dilapidated thatched house. Xiao Nian followed behind him crying, calling "Mother, mother" all the time.

Also coming in were Dr. Zhang from Yonghe Hall and his servant.

Doctor Zhang stepped forward and took her pulse and said, "The body is empty, the wind and cold are aggravating, the qi and blood are insufficient, the yang qi is insufficient, and the yin deficiency and internal heat are not serious problems. I will prescribe a few prescriptions to replenish her qi and blood and regulate them."

"Then ask the doctor to prescribe the medicine." Qi Yufan looked around the crumbling room and frowned, "I wonder if the doctor can prepare it and deliver it?"

Doctor Zhang thought for a moment, "Okay, my medicine hall can brew it. Let me cook it and then ask the boy to deliver it."

"Trouble"

"It's not troublesome. The patient needs to rest and keep up with his nutrition. Remember not to catch the cold again," Doctor Zhang ordered, and then left with the others.

Regardless of whether it was dirty or not, Qi Yufan sat down on the thatch and rubbed Xiao Nian's head, "Your mother is fine, don't worry."

"Really, is my mother okay?" Xiao Nian grabbed Qi Yufan's sleeve and asked.

"Well, it's okay." She picked up Xiao Nian, wiped his tears and dust on his face with a handkerchief, took off her robe and covered Xiao Nian, and hugged him to sleep, "Go to sleep."

Xiao Nian was tired for a long time and muttered "Mother" when he closed his eyes.

After coaxing the people to sleep, Qi Yufan got up, placed them next to his mother, covered them up, and opened a cold-repelling barrier.

After finishing it, he sat next to Ye Nanchen and adjusted his posture: "Nanchen, lie down in Master's arms and sleep."

"Yeah" After working for a long time, Ye Nanchen fell asleep in Qi Yufan's arms.

He was not honest when he was sleeping, rubbing himself here and there like a coquettish tabby cat, until he smelled the familiar fragrance of flowers and fell asleep, "Master..."

Qi Yufan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He smoothed away the broken hair that had spread to his ears, set up a barrier to repel the cold, and leaned against the wall.

Not everyone's life is satisfactory. Some people live well, and then naturally some people live poorly; some are rich, some are poor; some are born noble, some are born low; some have everything going well, and some have not. Some people have good food and clothing, and have enough food and clothing to open their mouths. Some people are self-reliant and have enough food and clothing.

If you look at the prosperous jade brocade, you will see a mixed bag of fish and dragons, and lantern riddles.

In Mu Qiang's world, the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the superior is victorious, and the inferior is exploited.

It was late at night and everyone in the house was fast asleep.

The sound of thin weaving can be heard, the loom hums and moves slowly. Under the candlelight, as she rushes to work on the finished garment, the embroiderer weaves flexibly, and the dense threads are shining and flying.