Celebrities who were delayed by food

The candles on the table flickered and flickered, and the old man's forehead twitched and flickered.

He glared at the young man who had no annoying self-consciousness and only smirked "hee hee", "What did I do to accept such a stupid apprentice like you."

Young people are used to the old man's blatant dislike.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hee hee, it is an ordinary blessing to be favored by your husband. As for Mr., how can such a good person like you commit crimes?"

The young man's name is Hao Pingfan, and he lives up to his name. He really looks like an ordinary person with "good" talents.

If you ask what is so special about this person, it may be that it may be—the way he speaks is special... The master will not pay for his life if he is mad.

"Humph--"

Seeing that his disciple finally said something pleasing to the ear, the old man snorted impatiently on his face, but said inwardly: It seems that this kid hasn't reached the point where he can't be cured.

However, the old man's rejoicing came too early.

I only heard Hao Pingfan change the subject, "Although sir, your mouth is a bit poisonous, your temper is also a little bit bad, and your mind is too small. Well, your mood is often cloudy, and you are often inconsistent and duplicity. But even That's right, you are a very good person in the hearts of disciples and everyone."

Poisonous mouth, bad temper, small-minded, uncertain, duplicity, duplicity!

"Hehe!" He laughed back angrily, and he was talking about the old man.

He clenched his fist, just about to slap this damn stupid apprentice to death.

However, just as he raised his hand halfway, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the wooden door of the attic.

"Master Wuxin, Brother Pingfan, that, I wonder if it's convenient for me to come in?"

Hearing the voice of the owner of the house outside the door, the old man withdrew his hand instantly.

Straightening the rough cloth skirts on his body, the old man straightened his back extremely quickly, raised his chin, tightened his lower abdomen, adjusted his facial muscles, and put on a high-cold expression of "the sky is big, I don't love anyone" expression.

All the movements were done in one go, but in the blink of an eye, the violent old man Meng turned into a fairy-tale, cold and upright Master Wuxin.

"Cough cough" twice, Wuxin said coldly: "Well, come in."

Hearing the sound of the door answering, the owner outside the door slowly opened the door, stretched his head, and walked in very cautiously.

The owner of this house is named Qi'an, a middle-aged businessman in his forties.However, this man was not as shrewd as ordinary Shang, and when he grinned, he was quite simple and honest.

Qi's family has been in business for three generations, and there are several ancestral storefronts in the family. In Qi'an's generation, they can't be said to be rich, but they can be considered to have no worries about food and clothing.

It's a pity that this man didn't have many heirs, and he had an only son when he was over thirty. His son's name was: Qi Xiaoqiang, and he was twelve years old.

It's just that although this child is named "Xiaoqiang", he has been weak since he was a child.

Three years ago, Qi Xiaoqiang had a serious illness and almost died in Huangquan.But he was lucky to meet Wuxin who just came to Northern Qi.

With a silver needle in her hand and several prescriptions of bitter medicine, Wu Xin pulled Qi Xiaoqiang back from the gate of hell within a few days.

Qi'an has always remembered the grace of saving his son.

During the holidays, he would always take his son to Wuxin's Baicaoju to ask about his health, send clothes and quilts, and serve tea and food.

It's a pity that nine out of ten times he was "closed door". As for the one time he didn't get it, he suffered from a back problem halfway, and was treated as a patient and invited to drink a bowl of medicine and get a few needles.

Speaking of this Northern Qi, I don't know how many people have received unintentional favors, and most of them naturally repay their kindness.However, they are all like Qi'an, either being "closed doors", or being injected with bitter medicine.

Everyone knows - Baicaoju, don't enter unless you are sick.

However, Qi'an has become more and more courageous in these years.Although he knows that Wuxin doesn't like to talk to him, he will still visit him from time to time. Even if he can't bring in anything, at least he can say hello and congratulate him during the New Year's festival, which is a little bit of his heart.

Not to mention, after all these years, although Wuxin still doesn't like to talk to him, he will let Hao Pingfan invite him to sit in the outer courtyard of Baicaoju and drink a cup of green tea.

After coming and going, their family had a lot of friendship with Hao Pingfan.

Of course, on the surface, all of these decisions were made by Hao Pingfan, a scoundrel without authorization, and had nothing to do with his master.

The genius doctor has no heart, cuts off love and never loves - the human setting can't jump.

"Boss Qi, you came just in time. This old man is planning to go down to thank you, and say goodbye by the way." Wuxin's tone was extremely cold, and those who didn't know thought this person was a very indifferent old man with no one in his eyes.

But Qi'an doesn't mind his unintentional attitude.

He knew that Wuxin was hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Although he often acted inhumane, if he was really inhumane, how could he heal strangers like them for nothing.

But facing Wuxin, Qi'an has always been cautious—just like when he saw his teacher or his father when he was a child, he was respectful and fearful.

There is more respect than awe, but it is inevitable that you can't let go.

No, when he heard that Wuxin wanted to thank him, he was too nervous to speak.

He waved his hands clumsily, and when he finally recovered his voice, before he could speak, he heard the other party say goodbye again.

It was so hard to look forward to a chance to repay his kindness, Qi'an naturally hoped to do something more for Wuxin.

However, he hesitated and hawed for a while, and finally he could only squeeze out: "Great...Grand Master, it's getting late today, and the road is not easy to walk, why don't you feel wronged for a night and stay with me for a night."

With the beginning, the subsequent invitations will be much smoother.

"My wife has already cooked dinner. You came in a hurry in the evening. I think you haven't eaten yet. That... you can rest assured that my wife is good at cooking. There is no one in Qicheng who is better than her."

At this time, the door of the attic was opened, and the smell of food wafted from downstairs.

It is true that Wuxin hasn't had dinner yet, and the smell of the rice makes her hungry.

With the posture of getting up and flicking his sleeves, he swallowed calmly and touched his stomach, but his face was still cold and indifferent.

"No need." Wuxin refused decisively and resolutely, without showing any mercy.

Qi'an is used to this, but still a little frustrated.But he was well aware of Wuxin's temper, so naturally he didn't say much.

Go down to the attic, go to the backyard, and open the back door.

Qi'an's family of three respectfully sent Wuxin's master and apprentice to drive an ox cart, and left quietly.

Qi Xiaoqiang held the lantern and looked curiously at the deserted back streets and alleys.

"Father, why did Master suddenly come to borrow the attic? Is he also curious about the movements of the Blue Banner Guard today?"

He said again: "However, if you are curious, you will be curious. I am also curious and sneaked a few times at the door. The big brother and big sister who are protected in the middle are like immortals, especially the big brother. It's a pity that I only look at it from a distance. With a glance, there are many people around him."

Speaking of this, Qi Xiaoqiang had many new problems.

"Father, who do you think is that fairy-like elder brother? Is he also from Lanqi? Why doesn't he look scary at all?"

"Also, master, why do they hide when they come and go, and only use the back door? The front door of our house is broken?"

"Oh, by the way, will the master hide behind the windows and doors, and peep through the cracks? The master's posture of picking the door is also the same as mine, with his buttocks up, his head stretched out, and one eye squinted?"

"..."

Twelve-year-old children are most thirsty for knowledge.

No, when Qi Xiaoqiang asked the question, it was like those hundred thousand whys, and the further the question was asked, the more overwhelming it became.

In fact, Qi'an didn't know why Wuxin's master and apprentice suddenly came to the door and borrowed the attic.But not long after the two of them went upstairs, the Blue Banner guards in Northern Qi City suddenly gathered and became restless.

Afterwards, the gates of the city were opened wide, and the Lan Banner generals lined the road to welcome people, and the window of his attic coincidentally faced the Xie Mansion and the main road into the city.

As a businessman, Qi'an was able to gain a foothold in this chaotic Northern Qi city, so he was not a fool who knew nothing.

Although he didn't know about Xie Hexian's serious illness from poisoning, recently there have been frequent changes in various families of Tianqi.Even a small businessman like him noticed the movement, so it was not a trivial matter.

Reminiscent of the blue flags he saw at Wuxin's residence a few days ago, Qi'an guessed that someone in the Xie clan must be seriously ill and needed Wuxin's treatment.

It's just that everyone knows that Wuxin never heals the children of the family, and the Xie family has obviously been "closed".

Seeking medical treatment failed, and the other party was the Xie family who was extremely defensive.Qi'an was naturally worried, but he also knew that he couldn't do anything useful.

Now he is very happy to be able to use the attic to help a little.As for who Wuxin borrowed the building to spy on, and why——if Wuxin didn't say anything, he naturally wouldn't ask.

There is no repayment for saving one's life, even if he has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Xie clan today, if he can help, he will give everything he has.

Even insignificant.

Of Qi'an's many thoughts, Qi Xiaoqiang naturally didn't know the slightest bit, he was still rambling on and asking endlessly.

Qi'an heard his forehead throbbing, and finally couldn't hold it back, and waved his hand with a "slap", and slapped his son on the back of the head, "Kids, why are you asking nonsense."

"But dad, you didn't say that you asked me to learn from Uncle Pingfan, and you just ask if you don't understand?" Qi Xiaoqiang scratched the back of his head and pouted innocently.

Hearing this, Qi'an was at a loss for words.

After a long time, he said "cough cough": "What I want you to learn is your ordinary uncle's studious spirit, which is for you to use in your studies."

"But Uncle Pingfan said that there is a lot of learning in life, and we must keep learning all the time."

Qi Xiaoqiang blinked, and said very seriously: "Uncle Pingfan also said that we should find problems in our study and life, and then boldly ask questions and solve them, so that we can learn well and know more."

"Uh—" It really makes sense... Ahhh, what makes sense.

Looking at his son's black and white eyes, Qi'an felt a pain in his head and convulsions in his abdomen.

Lifting a stone to shoot oneself in the foot is talking about the "Old Father Qi" at this moment.

After being silent for a while, Qi'an suddenly bent down with his hands on his forehead, "Ah, my lady, my husband's head suddenly hurts, please help me in and have a rest."

This delicate and contrived acting is really hard to describe.

Mrs. Qi gave him a sideways glance, but she still stepped forward cooperatively and helped him walk into the house.

While walking, he yelled in a particularly dramatic way: "Ah, master, you have committed an old problem again, hurry up, don't let the wind blow, walk slowly, and be careful of the gate."

Looking at the backs of his parents, Qi Xiaoqiang tilted his head and looked puzzled: Isn't his father's old problem a backache?Why did my head hurt all of a sudden?

"Xiaoqiang, what are you doing outside the door, come in quickly, and remember to lock the door." Mrs. Qi helped Qi'an into the backyard, halfway there, she found that her son hadn't followed in, so she hurriedly turned her head and called.

Qi Xiaoqiang was dumbfounded, and didn't respond for a long time.

Mrs. Qi urged: "I have your favorite meat today, if you grind it again, all the meat will go into your father's stomach."

As soon as he heard that there was meat, Qi Xiaoqiang immediately let go of many doubts in his heart.After being admitted to the hospital and bolting the door, Ma slipped into the house in one go.

It was only in the dead of night that he was about to fall asleep that he was dazed and noticed something strange.

"Strange, always feel something is wrong?"

"Ha...forget it, let's go to bed first...zzzz..."