Bastards are difficult

Even in Zhang Xiu's era, low-grade fevers were not so easy to cure. The ancient medical books said some great principles, and he couldn't understand them very well. Moreover, the doctor shook his head and said a lot, which is worth asking. At the conclusion of resting, Zhang Xiu wanted to smash their signboard on the spot.

In the end, it was all right, let Zhang Mingyan go to the restaurant to buy the strongest wine, let Hang use the wine to wipe the little girl's body every day, and even add some chrysanthemums, gardenias, honeysuckle and the like to the food, although I don't know if these things will It won't work, but it doesn't hurt to eat it on such a hot day, and then boil vinegar in the house to kill bacteria.

In fact, the climate in this place is dry and hot, so it doesn't matter how many germs there are. After all, it can't compare with the hot and humid weather in the south.

A few times, I watched the little girl's face turn blue and purple, and Zhang Xiu woke her up, coaxing the little girl to listen to stories. At least I had a thought, children don't know anything The will to survive depends on how the family takes care of it.

Hang's crying eyes were red and swollen, and every time he cried with his back to the little girl.

Even one night the little girl stopped breathing, leaving her caretaker completely behind. Zhang Xiu even pressed the little girl's chest in person regardless of etiquette. At least she was able to breathe again later.

Strange to say, since then, the little girl's low-grade fever has miraculously subsided, and she has also started to have an appetite to eat, she can act like a baby, her complexion is much rosier than before, and her dry little body is bulging visible to the naked eye. When I got up, the only thing that made Hang a little annoyed and funny was that the little girl was even more attached to Zhang Xiu, and she almost wanted her brother when she opened her eyes, and cried when she couldn't see her.

To say that Zhang Xiu and the little girl are not siblings of the same mother, the reason why they are so close, but Zhang Xiu is not as young as this body, and because he didn't have a complete family at the beginning - his parents died young, and he didn't even have a lover , □□ must be after the age of 30, and I was used to taking care of children younger than myself in the orphanage, so I still like children Zhang Xiu.

But now Zhang Suxin is only a two-year-old nanny, cute and cute, she is not so much loving her sister as she is raising Zhang Suxin as a daughter, she cares more than the Hang family.

This delay is about twenty days.

The day before his departure, Zhang Xiu specially asked Mr. Hang and Aunt Yu to go out for a stroll, and buy some gifts for his little sister and his father by the way.

Of course these two are not allowed.

Not to mention that the more westward the people are, the more sturdy the folk customs are. This sturdyness means not being particular. Even in just a few days, the original prefect of Yongding Prefecture was about to leave. I also met a thief once, although no big things were lost. , but some small things were lost. This is what the prefect said when he met them here when he returned to Beijing.

Hang and Aunt Yu thought that they had lost some of their things. Although they were not valuable things, they made people very upset after all. That is to say, the little girl was uncomfortable before and everyone didn't care about it.

Even without these, even in a peaceful and prosperous world, this kidnapper will not disappear.

Zhang Xiu is only a five-year-old child, who has just reached the lap of the two of them, and is the only child in the third family of the Zhang family, so it's no wonder if you don't worry.

But Zhang Xiu is determined to go shopping.

It has been three months since he wore it, and it has been a quarter of a year, and he hasn't left the house yet. It's hard for Zhang Yan to take him out once. He carried it back and gave Zhang Delirium a training session.

After all, he was out of the capital. There were carriages and carriages all the way, so he could look outside through the small window. At this time, everyone watched him more closely. Aunt Yu was guarding him almost every step of the way. Tie him to the belt of his trousers.

This made Zhang Xiu both heartbroken and helpless.

He looked five years old, but in fact he was almost as old as his father in this life. How could he be abducted so easily?As for patting Hanako, it seems that there is no such sharp crime weapon as the ****.

In the end, the two women still couldn't hold him back. In addition to the little guy Zheng Mingyan, they also brought two guards, which could be regarded as bodyguards.

When he was about to leave the house, Mrs. Hang grabbed him again and babbled a bunch of precautions, and gave him another five taels of silver and five hundred copper coins for him to watch and buy. Zhang Xiu accepted it with a smile. In the past, the gold nuggets, one silver nuggets and three silver nuggets added up to one or two taels of silver. Besides, his mother gave him three taels of silver and five hundred copper coins.

Zhang Xiu still can't figure out the specific purchasing power of silver, but according to the purchasing power in the heyday of the Ming Dynasty in history, these 12 taels of silver should be enough for an ordinary family of four to live a good life for a year. Now Dasheng is still strong, so it should Not much to go.

Zheng Mingyan jumped up and down happily, but when his father saw him give him a hard lesson, he just laughed.

Except Zhang Xiu at the gate of the post station, he was finally free to move around for a while. The two guards came out to protect him. One was an older man with fair skin and a little fat. He was about 1.7 meters tall. He was very serious and upright. look.One has a slightly dark complexion, but has a baby face, a small mouthful of small white teeth, and is about half a head shorter than the other. It made people feel happy, Zhang Xiu was almost dazzled, and almost asked for a relationship.

I finally remembered my current age in time, and I can only sigh. He needs to find a partner at least fifteen years later, and if he wants to have sex, he can get it after eighteen years, 13 years. Will he be suffocated by then? My son, Zhang Xiu asked:

"What are your two names?"

The elder cupped his fists and said, "Young Zhang Quan."

The younger one was a little too big, and casually clenched his fists and said with a smile: "My name is Gao Jin."

Zhang Quan frowned: "Gao Jin!"

Gao Jin waved his hand and curled his lips: "You just talk too much, Young Master Zhang won't mind, Young Master Zhang, you don't mind, right?"

Zhang Xiu immediately laughed: "I don't mind if you let me poke your dimples."

Zhang Quan and Gao Jin's eyes widened suddenly, is this molesting?But this young master is only five years old, so he must be curious, right?

Zheng Mingyan became anxious: "Young master, be careful that the master makes you recite the "Disciple Rules"."

Zhang Xiu's flirting idea suddenly disappeared: "You little traitor, you plan to tell the master, right?"

Zheng Mingyan plausibly said: "The master is for the young master's benefit."

Zhang Xiu was defeated by him: "Okay, okay, I'm just curious." Dimples or something, add cuteness to MAX.

Gao Jin listened amusedly, and Zhang Xiu's dimples gave him a wink: "Don't laugh, I'm dizzy."

Gao Jin was even happier: "Master, you can touch your dimples, whether you are smiling or not."

Gao Jin's dimples are very small, and they get deep when she smiles. Zhang Xiu has two shallow pits on both sides of her mouth even if she doesn't smile. When she smiles, the flesh on her cheeks squeezes out the pits. Every time Zhang Xiu looks in the mirror, he pouts his mouth to admire his pink and jade-carved face, but he never realizes that he also has dimples.

Zhang Xiu stared, then went to look at Zheng Mingyan, Zheng Mingyan nodded: "Really, it will be obvious when the young master grows up."

Xiaopangzhi can’t afford to be hurt, Zhang Xiu was depressed for a while and then put it aside. The streets here are also very lively, and people’s clothes are more formal and convenient. Except for literati, men are basically bunts, and women are basically Wide trousers and various short skirts have the characteristics of those ancient TVs, and they are in a hurry, basically going straight to the destination, and the itinerary is very simple.

Although Zhang Xiu had never been in the capital, he had seen it all the way when he came out. The people in the capital have a more graceful temperament. Whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary people, they are born with a sense of superiority and pride. Both men and women are wearing long gowns and long skirts, and women are wearing skirts with wide sleeves, which looks very ladylike.

And the shops on the street are also very distinctive, always hanging some things in the shop on the door.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiu couldn't understand the words here.

People in Kyoto speak almost the same as Mandarin, with a slightly different accent, which is regarded as official Chinese, but when they arrive in the Northwest, it becomes a dialect completely. , Talking about business is like a quarrel, you look at the person who is blushing and has a thick neck, and the next moment you put your arms around your neck and laugh.

"We don't understand anything, do you think we should find a tour guide?"

"Tour guide?" The three of them were puzzled.

Zhang Xiu yelled inwardly, and hurriedly said: "It's the guide, we are not familiar with the place here, and we can't understand the language, even if we like something, we don't know how to buy it."

Gao Jin said with a smile: "Don't worry, young master, I have no other skills, but I have learned a lot of words from all over the world. If the young master likes something, just say it, and the young one will live up to the young master's trust."

Zhang Xiu was very surprised when he heard this, learning a dialect is the same as learning a foreign language, besides, according to Gao Jin's words, he knows a lot of dialects, is he still a language genius?How can this make Zhang Xiu, who didn't pass the exam until he was a senior, feel so embarrassed?

So Zhang Xiu took a deep breath, didn't make a sound, and just searched the street fiercely. They were all children's things, such as rattles, mud whistles (mud whistles), clay figurines, dough figurines, and even imitating other people's arty I bought a folding fan, opened it with a brush, closed it with a brush, opened it and closed it again.

He didn't buy many things, but they were very trivial. He also bought pompoms for the two mothers in the family. The head flower rouge cloth, the girls on the head flower side are all wrapped in their hair or braided with their hair. , the quality of the rouge doesn’t look very good, but there are four or five colors, which look like the makeup of later generations, and the pattern of the cloth has never been seen before, and Zhang Xiu can’t tell what material it is, anyway, looking at it They all have local characteristics, and I bought a lot of them because they looked interesting. There are also some woodcarving pen holders and the like. The carvings are very fine, but they don't cost much.

He bought all the way, and when he bought it, he just stuffed it into the hands of the people behind him. The things he bought were not big, but he was afraid of knocking and taking up space, which would make the three of them miserable.

She has been shopping for more than an hour, far exceeding the time set by her aunt and mother. Zheng Mingyan kept urging her, but Zhang Xiu turned a deaf ear to it. He still planned to have a meal in a restaurant, or at least buy some high-end snacks. Kind of like, how can you go shopping without eating and drinking, otherwise it is not a waste of shopping.

He didn't look for elegant restaurants or anything like that, in his opinion, that kind of place is for killing people, but there are no really delicious ones, so he just found a roadside stall on the side of the road and sold some Flatbread stewed mutton, stewed chicken, stewed pork, mutton soup, etc., and then invite the other three to sit down and eat together.

Zhang Xiu didn't ask for much, four large pancakes, a catty of chicken and a catty of haggis, and four bowls of mutton soup.

The soup tasted so good that Zhang Xiu felt hungry when he smelled it from afar.

The meal was served quickly, and Zhang Quangaojin also knew the young master's temperament, he didn't care about the rules, and everyone threw off their cheeks to eat, but Zheng Mingyan kept pouting, always pouting while eating, for fear of My master was devastated, but he couldn't resist.

Halfway through eating, Zhang Xiu finally stopped. He turned his head and looked around. A seven or eight-year-old boy was staring at the chicken leg in his hand without blinking.

The little boy was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar. Thanks to his rich life during this time, Zhang Xiu could tell at a glance that the materials of the clothes on the little beggar were of high value, and they were definitely not affordable for ordinary people. of.

Zhang Xiu is not a person who is easy to soften his heart, but the hungry green eyes of the little beggar reminded him of himself in his previous life. Like a wolf, he immediately softened his heart. He took out an uneaten pancake from the plate, added some chicken and haggis, put it on a separate plate and said, "Eat it."

The author has something to say:

This chapter needs to be revised, and it will be reworked and posted later.

It was the first time I tried to write the ancient Tan of the Eight Classics, it was terrible.

Don't mind me being a bit wordy, I'm getting more and more wordy now.