I opened a medical clinic in ancient times

Pei Shu told Zhang's mother that the two were poisoned.

Mother Zhang was shocked: "????"

"Shu'er has stayed in the study honestly these days, is it... because he regards himself as a brush??"

"How can there be such absurd things in this world."

Chen Qian wanted to cry but had no tears: "I also want to ask why there are such absurd things in this world..."

"Zhang Shu, wake me up!! You hurt me, do you know?"

"I'd rather switch things up with you. You go to fight the pig demon, and I'll be the brush..." At least this way you won't be ashamed to throw it outside.

After Pei Shu finished administering acupuncture to Zhang Shu, Zhang Shu finally gradually realized that he was no longer a pen washer.

"I... what have I been doing these days?"

"Zhang Shu, you bastard, you must help me explain to the people around me!!!!!! It's you who drove me crazy!!!"

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After the poison was detoxified, Pei Shu stopped meddling in the affairs between Chen Qian and Zhang Shu. He and Xue Qingling left Zhang's house together and returned to Yu Porridge Zhai. After all...they planned to taste porridge from the beginning .

"Husband." When he walked to Yuyuzhai, Xue Qingling suddenly remembered Mrs. Chen's eyes before, he turned his head to look at the handsome Pei Shu, and said with a smile: "Husband, you are so beautiful, you are not at all Like a doctor with great medical skills."

Pei Shu raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you think a doctor with excellent medical skills should look like?"

"Of course you are white-haired, with a childlike face and a hefty hair, and you look like an old fairy. Haha, when I heard that there was a Dr. Pei with excellent medical skills in Changmo Street, I imagined you as a little old man with a childlike face and a hefty hair, selling sesame seed cakes. Uncle He also said that you look like a fairy, and I thought to myself at that moment, isn't it just an old fairy?"

Xue Qingling smiled and jumped in front of Pei Shu, with smiles written all over her brows and eyes, and said in a narrow tone, "Are you right, old fairy Doctor Pei?"

The old god Pei Shu with a childlike face and white hair: "..."

Pei Shu angrily raised her hand and pinched Xue Qingling's cheek, and said helplessly, "Then do you ever think that one day you will marry this old fairy?"

"I've thought about it, I've been thinking about it in my dreams."

Pei Shu was amused by the other party's honesty, took the other party's hand, interlocked his fingers, and teased: "Let's go, husband of the old fairy's family, let's eat porridge together."

After the two entered the Jade Congee Restaurant, Mrs. Chen saw the two of them as if she had met a savior. When she heard that they wanted to drink porridge, she quickly asked someone to bring over a dozen famous porridges from their shop. come up.

There are sweet and salty ones, all kinds of shredded chicken porridge, shrimp and crab porridge, and eight-treasure porridge. The hot aroma is overflowing. Pei Shu and Xue Qingling have tasted the famous porridge in the store one by one, and lamented that Yangchuan’s porridge really deserves its reputation. .

Pei Shu is a big porridge bucket and drank all the porridge.

After Xue Qingling tasted the eight-treasure porridge in the shop, he immediately felt relieved. Although his craftsmanship might not be comparable to other porridges, when it comes to the eight-treasure porridge, his craftsmanship is still better.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Seeing his relieved look from the corner of his eye, Pei Shu smiled secretly in his heart, his little husband still has a heart of comparison.

The two of them finished eating the porridge and walked out of the Jade Congee Room. Xue Qingling held each other's hand, and couldn't help asking: "How does the porridge I cook compare with Yangchuan's porridge?"

Pei Shu smiled, and said bluntly, "Yangchuan's porridge is of course the best in the world, but—"

"But, I still love the acacia porridge cooked by Young Master Xue the most."

Xue Qingling smiled sweetly a few times, feeling very satisfied, "Husband, then...after returning to the inn later, I will cook porridge for you myself."

Pei Shu: "..."

Pei Shu's face turned green, "I'll be exempted today."

Xue Qingling frowned slightly: "What's the matter? Husband, you don't want to eat the porridge I made?"

"My husband, can you be considerate and considerate to your husband, you just ate a dozen mouthfuls of porridge, and I drank a full dozen bowls of porridge... If I drink porridge today, I'm afraid I will Vomited."

Xue Qingling hurriedly helped to rub Pei Shu's stomach caringly, "Husband, are you feeling bad? Let me rub it for you..."

"It's uncomfortable but not uncomfortable. I just eat too much porridge, and I always feel that my stomach is full of water. Now I want to eat your roasted chestnut chicken, eight-treasure duck, fish-flavored tofu, and steamed crucian carp..." Pei Shu reported repeatedly Named more than a dozen dishes.

Xue Qingling: "..." He couldn't remember all of a sudden.

"Husband, can you still eat?"

"be able to eat."

Although Pei Shu said that he could eat it, Xue Qingling still took his husband to enjoy the scenery by the Yang Lake to digest food before going back to make a big meal.

The scenery around Yanghu Lake is one of the grand sights of Yangchuan.

Pei Shu took Xue Qingling's hand and walked together on the shore. The last time he came to Yanghu Lake, it was still a misty and rainy spring time. Now that autumn is coming, the scenery of Yanghu Lake has changed again, and the water in the lake seems to be more tranquil It is blue, and the faint ripples are more delicate. From a distance, it looks like a jade belt winding on both sides.

The air by the lake is unusually fresh, and walking in the verandas and kiosks on the shore seems to make your steps a lot lighter.

"Husband, did you swim in Yanghu Lake when you came to Yangchuan last time?"

Pei Shu: "...Of course I have been here."

Xue Qingling took his hand and shook it, guessing: "The scenery of Yanghu Lake must be more splendid in spring."

"I heard from the tourists next to me that the misty and rainy lake in spring is the most beautiful..."

"That's true." Pei Shu nodded, "The last time I came to Yanghu Lake, it happened to encounter a light rain."

"Really?" Xue Qingling opened her eyes wide with longing, "It's just a pity that I don't have the chance to meet..."

"It's not easy. I can accompany you to enjoy the spring scenery next year." Pei Shu stopped and looked at him sideways.

"Actually, there is no need..." Although the scenery of other houses is unique, the scenery of our own is not bad, Xue Qingling said happily: "The spring scenery of Luojing Lake in our Lin'an City is also excellent, and we can go to fly kites again next spring... ..." By the way, it would be even better if we walked the Wind and Rain Bridge hand in hand.

Xue Qingling was talking imaginatively, while pulling Pei Shu to speed up the pace, "There seems to be a high platform in front, hey, there are still many people painting, and the painting is the scenery of Yanghu Lake..."

The two of them walked up to this high platform. Xue Qingling smelled the smell of ink brushes and looked at the countless scrolls of ink paintings hanging on the side, and said with emotion: "This is really an elegant place."

"These guys are really good at drawing."

"There is a painting here that is exactly the scenery of Yanyu Yanghu Lake. It is really beautiful. No wonder it is hung in the first place..."

Pei Shu accompanied Xue Qingling to admire the ink paintings on the viewing platform one by one. Xue Qingling looked back at the tourists and literati who were painting next to him, and suddenly remembered the picture of "jumping clear spirit fish" drawn by his young doctor Pei when he proposed marriage. I can see that the other party's painting skills are exquisite, today in such an elegant place...

Xue Qingling pushed Pei Shu's elbow, and encouraged him in a low voice: "Young master Pei, who is versatile, do you want to show off your skills at this moment and paint with a pen?"

"That's unnecessary, I already drew it last time." Pei Shu shook his head and refused.

"Ah?" Xue Qingling was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt: "Have you already painted it? Could it be that your husband's painting is also hung here? Maybe it is the one we have seen just now?"

"After the painting was finished, I didn't care too much. If I didn't keep it properly, I would have lost it long ago."

"Lost???!!!" Xue Qingling was disappointed, he buried his head in front of Pei Shu's chest, and fell into self-isolation for a while, if it wasn't outside, he really wanted to bite the other party's collarbone to grind his teeth.

Although his husband is good in everything, he also has a problem that makes his teeth itch, that is, he is too free and easy, he doesn't want money when he says he doesn't want it, throws away the best things when he wants to, throws away what he wants, and lives carelessly I have no lungs, and I don't cherish things that should be kept well.

The painting painted by the other party's Danqing wonderful brush can definitely be called a "treasure". His mother even kept that painting of Qingling fish in a good collection and hung it in the study. Xue Qingling begged for several days, wanting to come They don’t even give dowry, and the attitude of a certain instigator towards his paintings is that he “doesn’t care much about it”, “hasn’t kept it well”, and “has lost it long ago”...

I really want to hit him.

"If you lose the painting, you lose it. Are you like this?" Pei Shu hugged the person in his arms helplessly. On his collarbone, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he gently stroked the long hair on the back of the man in his arms, saying very confidently: "I am here, I can draw as many pictures as I want."

"But can you draw another picture of the lake in misty rain?" Xue Qingling raised his head, and stared directly at Pei Shu in front of him with wide eyes.

Pei Shu: "..."

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Xue Qingling squinted his eyes, and Young Master Xue's thoughts turned a few times in an instant, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a three-pointed tone: "Didn't you say that you are here, You can draw as many pictures as you want? Doesn’t Little Doctor Pei admit it?”

Pei Shu was choked silently, and calmly said after a while: "Painting can be done naturally."

"Can it be exactly the same as the picture of the misty rain and the lake that you drew earlier?"

Pei Shu: "..."

How should he explain to Xue Qingling that he has never drawn any pictures of the misty and rainy lake... But, on this high viewing platform, facing the scene of the misty and rainy lake, what can he draw without painting a picture of the misty and rainy lake? ?

"Husband, I can vaguely feel that you seem to be guilty..." Xue Qingling smiled and was extremely happy: "Could it be that this question can embarrass our great talent, Mr. Xue, who made the question, feels very honored."

Usually, he is always speechless, guilty and silent when he is tested by the other party. This time it is really a turn of events. 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don’t bully the "rotten wood" poor, the ancients never deceive me...