After the evil daughter-in-law was crossed, the disabled villain was redeemed

When Nanzhi woke up, the two little ones were no longer on the small bed in the room.

After a moment of panic, she forced herself to calm down.

The two little guys' cotton coats were still there, but their shoes were gone.

This means they left on their own and won’t go far.

She held her breath and gently pushed open the door of the Third Young Master's room.

The two little ones were indeed on his bed...

She was staggering in his arms.

Nanzhi was a little angry, but also wanted to laugh.

Still retreated quietly.

Halfway through breakfast, Yuan Xi nervously poked her little head out, bit her lip, and lowered her head to come to Nan Zhi.

"sister in law……"

Nanzhi asked with a smile while cooking:

"wake up?"

Yuan Xi nodded nervously.

He was afraid that Nanzhi would be angry with him.

"Sister-in-law, last night... Third Brother couldn't sleep, so we..."

Nanzhi wanted to laugh.

"How do you know he can't sleep?"

"I was worried about him... so I went to see him..."

Nanzhi felt helpless and rubbed his hair.

"Well, if he won't hurt you, then you can live with him if you want!"

"Really? Sister-in-law isn't angry?"

He looked up at her with sparkling eyes.

"No! Okay, go put on your cotton coat!"

"Ok!"

Yuan Xi was about to go back to the house, but turned back nervously and asked:

"Sister-in-law...if we sleep together, will it affect his illness?"

"It's okay, it's not a big problem, go ahead!"

After getting a positive answer, Yuan Xi went back to the east bedroom to put on cotton clothes.

After a while, he ran out again and helped Nanzhi to make a fire.

After breakfast, I sent the two kids to school.

When feeding the Third Young Master food and medicine, I found that his memory seemed to have recovered a lot.

When he saw Nanzhi, he actually asked:

"Which palace are you from?"

Nanzhi's eyebrows twitched and he spoke nonsense.

"I am from the Queen's Palace..."

"Queen? The former queen?"

He hesitated for a moment, thinking seriously.

After taking the noodles from Nanzhi, he held the shelf and asked in a serious tone:

"Then how are you serving me?"

Nanzhi rolled his eyes.

I feel like he is just like a child who is just learning to speak, always asking questions.

Very annoying.

"I owe you that!"

The third young master seemed confused and tilted his head.

"Then are you willing to follow me from now on?"

"? No! Eat quickly! Even eating can't stop your mouth!"

And was even disliked by the Third Young Master...

"How can you be so rude, maid?"

"Hmph... I'm sorry, I was born in the countryside and I'm used to being barbaric!"

I have to feed him medicine and play role-playing games with him...

Very tired!

Nanzhi came out with the medicine bowl, and Yuan Mo was standing at the door of the east bedroom waiting for her.

Seeing her coming out, he asked:

"How is he?"

"Yeah, much better. It seems like my memory has recovered a lot, but it's still a little confusing."

Yuan Mo nodded, came over, took the medicine bowl from her hand, and washed it himself.

"It's good that it's recovering."

Nanzhi nodded, leaned tiredly against the door frame, and waited for him to go back to the house together.

As soon as she sat back in her chair, someone called her name outside the door.

"Excuse me, are you from Nanzhi's family? There is a letter for you!"

Nanzhi looked at Yuanmo in confusion, and suddenly remembered.

"Big brother?"

"possible."

She put on her cloak, poured a cup of hot tea and went out, warmed the young man's body, and took the letter.

It was the eldest brother Nan Ke.

She sent the messenger away, returned to the house, and opened the letter with Yuan Mo.

Even though she doesn't know how to use a brush, she can see...

The handwriting is very neat, and every stroke is written with great care.

It's like a child handing in homework, afraid of being scolded by the teacher.

She clicked her tongue.

"How come I didn't know that big brother's handwriting is so good?"

Yuan Mo smiled and ran his thumb over the ink.

"We should find someone to write for us."

He read the contents of the letter, placed it on the table, and smiled.

"My eldest brother congratulated me on passing the imperial examination and warned me not to be ungrateful.

Besides... he also said that he brought back military pay to pay off Nan Wang's gambling debts."

Nanzhi questioned as she turned the envelope over.

"Impossible! Big brother is not the kind of person who would say harsh words, why would he warn you!"

Yuan Mo pushed the letter to Nanzhi with half truth and half lies.

"Brother just won't say harsh words to you. If you don't believe me, just check for yourself."

He still remembers how fierce his elder brother was to him the last time he came!

Nanzhi snorted, poured out the few taels of silver from the envelope, and complained:

"Isn't Big Brother a soldier? How come he has saved so much money in half a year? Doesn't he usually spend money?"

Nanzhi knew that since it was a military camp full of men, it would be best for them to drink and visit brothels together when they had free time.

Even if my brother doesn't have any other big expenses, we still have to pay the bill a few times when we go out to eat together!

She stuffed the silver back into the letter, spread out the pen and ink, and asked Yuan Mo to reply.

"Tell big brother that we don't lack money now, and he doesn't need to worry about the family. Nanwang and mother can make a living! Let him spend as much as he needs to, and don't be too frugal!"

Yuan Mo nodded and started writing one by one.

Nanzhi thought of the year when Yuan Mo went to Beijing in the original book, a drought broke out in Hezhou where her eldest brother was.

There was no harvest, internal and external troubles, and it was extremely turbulent...

Nan Ke in the original book died in civil strife.

She took out a few packets of seeds soaked in spiritual spring water from the space and asked Yuan Mo to write them in.

“This can survive in any harsh environment, and produce ten times more food!

With these few packets of seeds, it shouldn't be a problem to feed the soldiers and civilians of Hezhou."

If his influence was not so low, he would have told Hezhou to stock up on grain.

Eh?

I don’t know how high Mr. Ming’s official position is, and whether he can have any say in Kyoto.

Maybe let Seventeen ask.

After Yuan Mo wrote the letter, Nanzhi went to the town to mail it.

On the way back after picking up the two kids, I met people from Jishidiang.

He was just about to go to Chenjiaao to look for Nanzhi.

"Dr. Nan, it's great to meet you here!"

The man was sitting in a carriage and leaning his head out of the window.

"Yeah, I came here to pick up the child. What happened to you? But is there something wrong with Jishidiang?"

The man nodded and said hurriedly:

"The gentleman you brought here a few days ago has been more seriously injured and is now unconscious. He is not in good condition!"

"nineteen?"

Nanzhi hurriedly got off the ox cart.

She asked Zheng Youwen to take the two little ones home first, and she took a carriage back to Jishidiang.

I arrived in a hurry and kept the door closed for two hours.

Finally, Nineteen's life was saved.

He opened his confused eyes and licked his cracked lips.

Nanzhi hurriedly fed him some warm water.

"Your wound is infected. Don't rush to get out of bed. You need to take care of it slowly."

Nineteen drank more than half a glass of water before he calmed down and spoke.

The sound is weak.

"Dr. Nan... Master, what happened? The assassin..."

Nanzhi brought the prepared medicine and fed it to him.

"Your master is doing fine, and his memory is recovering little by little. As for the assassin... Seventeen has transferred many other guards, so don't worry about it, just take good care of your injuries!"