The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

The damp feeling peeled off the body, making people sigh in comfort.

But this kind of dress made everyone on the boat look at her sideways, and there were also some faint laughter.

The eldest brother lowered his head and glanced down. Well, the dress was much shorter than what women usually wore. Her calves were exposed, which was indeed a bit unbearable. But it didn't matter. The most important thing was to feel comfortable.

Normally, when I go out, I take off my shirt and roll up my trouser legs. It's not much different from this, so it's acceptable. It doesn't matter if it's a little ugly. A grown man shouldn't be that fragile.

I can tolerate all the pointing and criticizing, because they only talk behind my back and no one dares to talk nonsense to my face.

The old lady was lying on a stretcher and didn't dare to look in the direction of the eldest son, as she always felt that she would see something she shouldn't see.

I didn't expect that just getting on the boat would have so many twists and turns. Suddenly I thought of that little bitch Ni'er. I don't know how she was able to get on the boat before me, and with the help of the village head. Apart from the fact that her family has some money, I really can't think of any other reason.

I was ready to wait until I got off the boat and go ask someone what new tricks she had come up with that made the village head protect her so desperately.

Ni'er had already gotten off the boat and was looking around. This place looked familiar, as if she had been there with her master before.

Suddenly I saw a familiar figure. I wondered if I was dazzled.

The man walked over with a square step. He was wearing a blue cross-collared, right-fronted, narrow-sleeved shirt with star-colored piping and embroidery of bamboo dragonflies. His hair was all pinned up with a silver hairpin. He was tall and graceful with a blue waist belt.

It turned out to be my master. I haven’t seen him for several days, and he hasn’t lost any weight. He seems to be more energetic. I don’t know when he made these clothes.

It was rare to see him dressed like this when he was teaching me. He would usually come back from working in the fields, shake off the dirt on his body, and change into clean clothes. Most of the time, he would wear nicer clothes when he went out to see patients.

No, I'll ask him to wear it like this when he teaches me next time. It really looks good.

The master is so old, and at a time like this, he still knows how to show off. I don’t know who he is showing off to. Is he spreading his peacock tail? Maybe he has someone he likes. But with his cold personality, I don’t know what kind of master’s wife he can find for himself in the end.

Zhao Jincheng was afraid that Ni'er would be scared to take the boat alone. She usually gets carsick, and she might get seasick too. She was not familiar with the place, so he thought of picking her up.

I thought he would come running to me enthusiastically when he saw me and express how much he missed me after not seeing me for so many days, but he just stood there like a wooden stake.

Later on, it seemed as if it had seen something new, its eyes were shining and it looked as if it was thinking about something. It was really puzzling what was in that little head.

When I got closer, I saw Ni'er still standing there like a idiot, with her thumb lightly tapped on her middle finger, put it in her mouth, and blew a breath.

A loud bang hit Nier's forehead.

"What are you thinking about? You didn't even say hello when you saw me. Are you stupid?"

Ni'er just realized that her master had walked up to her. After so much trouble meeting him, she was actually hit. Although it didn't hurt much, she still felt a little aggrieved. She puffed up her cheeks, pouted her lips, and covered the place where she was hit with her hand.

"It hurts, Master, you're killing me."

Zhao Jincheng doubted himself for a moment, but soon realized that the girl was pretending.

After all, he could insert a needle into acupuncture points through the air, and although his hands were strong, he knew when to stop.

"Does it hurt? Let me see."

Ni'er moved her hand away, and Zhao Jincheng stared at that place. There was no redness or swelling at all, as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, my poor little apprentice. It makes me so sad to see you. Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Then he poked it with his hand, "Does it hurt here? Or here, or here? If not here."

Ni'er realized that her master had discovered that she was pretending, and poked her harder than the tap on the head just now.

He pursed his lips and glared, "Hmph, Master..."

Zhao Jincheng quickly withdrew his hand, thinking that his little apprentice's head was easy to poke, but he couldn't poke it anymore now, he had to run quickly, because she would really kill him by hitting his head, and the last time he was hit, it was swollen for several days.

In fact, Ni'er did not mean to kill her. After all, he was her master who taught her medical skills and principles. She would never dare to do that. It was just that Zhao Jincheng accidentally hit the same part of her body that day with a little more force, and the part remained swollen for several days.

He turned around and ran away. Ni'er was both angry and amused. She felt that such a master seemed to be the same age as her.

In that case, he stomped his feet and started running, determined to get it back.

"Master, please stop right there."

While running, Zhao Jincheng looked back to see if his little apprentice was catching up with him.

He ran to a place and then stopped, and Ni'er chased him happily.

Nier stood there gasping for breath, with her hands on her waist.

"Master, why don't you run away? Are you waiting to be shot by me?"

Zhao Jincheng was also panting, "I won't run anymore. I'm too old and can't run anymore. If you want to play, I'll let you play~"

Hmm? The master actually said something like this, could it be a trick?

No matter what, just play it first.

"You said it, so I'll play it."

"Play it gently, I'm scared."

Zhao Jincheng closed his eyes, pretending to be scared, secretly opened a crack, watched Ni'er making preparations, and then quietly closed his eyes again.

Nier's height only reached her master's thighs, and even if she stretched her arms fully she couldn't reach his head, so she felt helpless.

Zhao Jincheng secretly opened his eyes again and looked at Ni'er jumping around there, scratching her ears and cheeks, and not wanting to be discovered. He found it funny and couldn't help but smile.

I tried several times but couldn't reach it.

When Ni'er said "lower your head", Zhao Jincheng had already bent down.

"dong dong dong~"

He worked with both hands at the same time, tapping his head a few times with satisfaction.

Zhao Jincheng cooperated well, grimacing, inhaling in pain, and making a hissing sound.

Ni'er played happily, and Zhao Jincheng was also happy to be played. After the performance, he opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and asked, "Are you satisfied, little disciple? Are you feeling better?"

Nier was naturally satisfied and in a good mood. "Yes, Doctor Zhao is indeed a skilled doctor. He cured the disease with just one dose of medicine."

Standing on tiptoe, he patted his master on the shoulder and said, "Keep up the good work."

"oops."

Nier stamped her feet, clapped her head, frowned, and suddenly remembered an important thing. How could she be so happy to see her master that she forgot such an important thing? It was damnable.