Quick Wear Ace System Childbirth Manual

Suddenly, someone grabbed Ali's arm, and she heard Nan Yan say in a cold voice: "Can a corn cob trick you away?"

At this moment, Nan Yan's eyes were very cold, as if there was a knife hidden in them.

The old bachelor was so frightened that he ran away.

Ahri held the stick in his hand and whispered, "What else can I do? You are not home all day long. I am blind and I need someone to take care of me. You will not be responsible for me anyway, so why do you come to stop me?"

"I just have something to do."

"Yes, your business is a big deal. I don't want you to be responsible for it. And it hurts to let you go."

Ahri moved her arms, trying to make him let go.

When Nan Yan heard her cry of pain, he loosened his grip slightly, but did not completely release it. He continued in a cold voice, "So I don't have to take responsibility. Do you want that old man to take responsibility?"

"Anyway, I can't see him, so I don't care if he's an old man or not."

After Ali said this, Nan Yan no longer held her arm.

She looked back at the old bachelor, smiled, and said, "Okay, I can go home with you."

There was no one in front of her, but she still walked over with a smile.

Nan Yan chuckled, and suddenly, he took a step forward, picked up Ahri, and carried her on his shoulders.

"Yeah! What are you doing!"

The stick in Ali's hand fell, and she grabbed his clothes in a panic, saying, "Put me down, what are you doing?"

Nan Yan ignored the stick that fell to the ground and carried Ali back.

Ahri was still tapping his back, it didn't hurt, it was like tickling him.

Ali was distressed when she found that he had carried her to the kitchen and placed her on the bench.

Just as she was about to stand up, a roast chicken appeared in her hand.

Nan Yan narrowed his eyes and said unhappily, "Eat."

Ali felt her hands were greasy, and her elbows even touched the table. She quickly put the roast chicken on the table and said, "It's so big and so greasy, I don't want to eat it."

Nan Yan's tongue tip pressed against his fangs. Why did he seek trouble for himself? Why did he bring the person back? Let him find someone else.

As a result, the next second, he took the roast chicken away, threw a handkerchief to Ali, and said, "I'll cut it smaller for you."

Ali wiped her hands with a handkerchief and said, "I didn't ask you to do this. You did it yourself."

"Yes, I want to do it myself. It was I who blinded your eyes."

When Nan Yan said this, his eyes fell on Ali's face and her eyes.

Ahri touched the empty bowl on the table and said, "That's good to know."

After saying this, Ahri stood up.

Nan Yan asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"Get food."

Ali reached out to the table to get the stick, but she didn't find it. Then she said, "It's all your fault. You dropped my stick."

"Yes, it's all mine. You eat first and I'll get it back."

Nan Yan quickly cut the roast chicken into pieces with his knife.

He also placed the kitchen knife heavily on the chopping board. The chipped knife was very sharp in his hand.

He even took the bowl from Ali's hand, and helped to make a bowl of white porridge and put it on the table in front of Ali.

Ali slowly sat back on the bench. She looked at the white porridge and the cut roast chicken in front of her, but she didn't eat them.

Nan Yan went out and came back soon, taking the stick back.

He noticed that Ali was still sitting there stupidly, so he asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Ali didn't say anything. She waited for the person to sit down. Only after she heard him take the first bite of rice did she start to pick up her chopsticks.

Nan Yan swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and the corners of his mouth curled up. She was waiting for him to eat together.

So, until her eyes healed, she could only stay with him.

This time, Ahri easily picked up the chicken. She stuffed it directly into her mouth and then slowly spit out the bones.

After Nanyan finished eating, he cooked some corn and sweet potatoes. He also said, "I have to go out later and will be back late. If you are hungry, come and get it yourself."

She will be hungry by then, and I don't think it will be very hot here.

Nan Yan glanced at the fire under the stove and knew it wouldn’t burn for long.

Ahri held the stick and nodded, "Okay."

Nan Yan saw that she was sitting quietly and didn't seem to want to continue talking to him, so he left.

As soon as Ali and others left, she stood up, walked outside with a stick, and found a chair with the stick. She felt the chair, pulled it to the middle of the yard, and sat down to bask in the sun.

Nan Yan stood outside and watched. He also kept someone behind and said, "Keep an eye on her and don't let her run away."

"Yes."

The person left behind by Nan Yan dressed up as a peddler selling tofu with a shoulder pole on his shoulder, and he was hawking his wares opposite the courtyard.

Ahri glanced at her casually, then she looked away and sat there very comfortably.

Sure enough, not everyone can be a villain.

Not only is his mood swings unpredictable, but his train of thought is also beyond the reach of ordinary people.

There was such a good opportunity just now, just let her go, why bring her back!

Ali couldn't understand it, she wasn't that close to him.

So sad.

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On the other side, Nan Yan changed into a set of clothes with many patches. He hunched over and carried a bundle of firewood on his back, and delivered it to the small door at the back door of a big house.

At the other side of the small door at the back door of the mansion stood a very beautiful lady.

When the lady saw Nan Yan coming, she almost cried, "Yan'er, you have suffered. Auntie prepared some food for you. You can take it back later."

Nan Yan's face also had a few more dirty marks. He said honestly, "Aunt, I'm fine. I'll take these dry firewood to the mansion first."

The aunt followed him, clutching the handkerchief in her hand, thinking for a long time before she said, "I heard from your cousin that you brought a blind woman back home, and that woman still let you marry her?"

Nan Yan didn't look back, a sneer appeared on his lips. As expected, those people still wanted to laugh at him.

Today, fortunately, that man did not run off with an old man just for a bite of food, otherwise who knows how those who wanted to laugh at him would frame him.

The sneer on Nan Yan's lips quickly disappeared, and he said, "He is just a man from the village, with a pitiful life experience."

The aunt bit her lower lip and said, "Then you should just send her away when the time comes, but don't really marry her."

"Don't worry, Auntie. I won't marry that woman."

Nan Yan put the bundle of firewood behind him in the corner, and left with his aunt.

Many servants passed by, but no one paid any attention to them.

The Nan family owned thousands of acres of fertile land, which was far beyond the reach of the neighboring gentry. They were a well-known and prestigious family within hundreds of miles.

There were more than a hundred servants, all dressed neatly and walking briskly among the well-planned mansions, displaying an orderly and well-trained demeanor.

Nan Yan's mother is the concubine in front of him, the eighth concubine of the head of the Nan family, Zhu Yue.

Nan Yanyan was kicked out of the Nan family because he knew the family master's concubine and wanted to forcibly take her away.

The head of the Nan family was furious and kicked the man out. However, he still asked Nan Yan to deliver a bundle of firewood to the Nan family on the 15th of every month.