The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

This little girl is none other than Chen Erya, the daughter of Liu and her ex-husband. After Liu's ex-husband passed away, only Chen Erya and a mother-in-law remained in the family. Together with Mrs. Liu's mother-in-law, they were brought home together, and they were taken care of like a daughter and mother. There were three sugar-watered eggs at home every day. He didn't eat them himself, but gave them all. They strengthened their bodies, Erya grew a lot taller than last year, and Grandma Chen was able to get out of bed and walk around.

Today Wang Mazi and Mrs. Liu went to Yu's workshop early, while Grandma Chen stayed in the backyard to break garlic. She was getting old and her ears were not very good, so she didn't hear the movement at the door.

Erya looked at the visitor expressionlessly, and continued to bury her head in playing with the mud on the ground.

The national teacher didn't recognize the thing in his hand because the little girl didn't recognize it. It's not surprising to think about it. A little girl in the backcountry, who grows so big, I'm afraid she has never seen anything. The national teacher patiently opened the wrapped crisp The oily paper of the sugar reveals a piece of golden soybean crisp with a sweet and greasy aroma.

This piece of candy is for you, you can help me lead the way. The teacher said gently.

Erya glanced at the candy in his hand, and continued to play with mud indifferently.

The national teacher felt that he might be dazzled, otherwise how could he see a trace of dislike in the eyes of a little country bumpkin? You know, this is something bought in the capital, so you must still be ignorant of the goods.

Give it to you. The national teacher persevered.

Erya threw away the mud and went into the house. After a while, she also took out a piece of soybean cake, leaning against the door frame and chewing on it bit by bit. The piece of soybean cake was bigger and more golden, and it was mixed with raisins and nuts. It is much higher grade than Guoshi's soybean cake.

The national teacher was stunned immediately.

Uh……

Did he go to the wrong place? Why can a doll in a poor village eat such good food?

The national teacher still wanted to ask something, but Erya rolled her eyes and walked away!

The old man said that those who use candy to coax children are all bad people! She doesn't talk to bad people!

The national teacher who really just wanted to ask the way: ...

The old man is the elder of Awei's family. After the elder opened the village school, Erya also became one of his students. It's just that the village school is closed today, and Erya just stays at home to play.

Grandma!

Zhao's, Qingyan came in with a hasty expression. He was the first to discover the national teacher. He was about to go to the workshop. When he walked to the door, he noticed a strange carriage. The Yu family's business is big, and businessmen often come to it To talk about business, it is not surprising that there is a strange carriage, but what is strange is that a man with a sense of demeanor comes down from it. Of course, that is a man of demeanor in the eyes of outsiders. In Qingyan's eyes, he is just pretending to be a bit big. .

Qing Yan's first feeling is a Gu Master, the second feeling is a wizard, and the third feeling is that it is necessary to report this matter to Grandma.

The old man was preparing lessons, and after listening to Qing Yan's words, he pushed open the window and took a look in the direction of Wang Mazi's house. The advantage of Zhao's house is that he can see any household in the village, so it can be said to be an excellent place for observation.

After seeing the appearance of the national teacher, the old man snorted coldly: This guy.

Grandma recognizes him? Qingyan asked puzzled.

At this time, Yuegou also walked in, and Ah Wei was entangled by the three little fat boys, so he had no time to pay attention to what was going on in the room.

The old man said disdainfully: A magic stick of the Nanzhao royal family.

Nanzhao State Teacher.

In a sense, the Nanzhao state teacher and the ghost priest are actually a kind of profession-they both divination good and bad fortune for the lord, and they also practiced the art of witchcraft, but they are closer to Gu masters than Gu masters. Unlike wizards, the Nanzhao state teacher served the king of a country, while the old man served the head of a clan. From a certain point of view, the state teacher deeply suppressed the priest.

But in terms of strength, the art of witchcraft originated from the ghost clan, and what they practice is the original form of the art of witchcraft. Those national teachers, fart masters, and dog masters are just vagrants who have learned a little bit of superficiality and play tricks everywhere. The old man I haven't put the national teacher in my eyes yet.

But I heard that you lost to Nanzhao's national teacher in the witchcraft competition. Yuegou said bluntly.

The old man swung the knife with a sharp glance: No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak!

Thirty years ago, the ghost clan and Nanzhao once had a chance to discuss witchcraft. The young and middle-aged old man represented the ghost clan to meet Nanzhao's challenge. At that time, the national teacher was not this magic stick, but his master.

The master of the national teacher fought against the priest for three days and three nights, and finally won by a single trick.

Of course, this is the result of the public announcement, but the fact is that the old man won, but because the master of the national teacher discovered the old man's secret, the old man deliberately surrendered to keep the secret.

What's the secret, Grandma? Yuegou asked curiously.

This secret has been hidden in the old man's heart for many years, even the king of the clan doesn't know it.

Dadiji was sent out of Nanzhao since she was a child, and grew up in a ghost clan. The three or four-year-old girl heard about her parents from nowhere, and knew that her parents were in the place where the priest was going, so she hid secretly. In the priest's box, she hid all the way without anyone finding out. When the old man rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find things, the girl curled up and slept in a pile of his bottles and jars.

Her forehead was bruised and her knees were swollen. It must have been caused by the bumps of the carriage, but in order to see her parents, she didn't say a word.

The priest carried the female doll out.

The girl woke up, and looked at him with wide innocent eyes. It was too late for him to send the girl back to the clan, so he could only keep hiding. He knew that she wanted to see her parents, but he couldn't do that. The ghost clan had agreed long ago that this little disaster star of Nanzhao would not be able to return to his home for the rest of his life.

Grandma, are those my parents? The doll lay on his shoulders, watching her parents lead a little girl who was about the same age as him from a distance. The little girl was wearing the most gorgeous clothes, followed by the most decent The servant, everyone likes her, and the girl doll is very envious.

The priest put a ghost mask on the female doll, pulled her to the front of the monarch, and said to the monarch: This is the little daughter of our patriarch. She just saw you and said that you are the most powerful she has ever seen. Handsome man.

The monarch laughed haha.

The doll was wearing an ugly mask, but she was small and cute. The king was about to squat down to hug her. At this moment, little Diji came over and pushed her to the ground: Don't touch my daddy! !

Don't be rude. The monarch scolded his daughter in a low voice.

Little Diji cried out loud.

The monarch's heart was broken, he hurriedly picked up Jiao Didi's daughter, and coaxed her softly, he had long forgotten the girl who was pushed to the ground by her rudely.

Grandma, why don't my parents want me?

Am I not good?

I could still hear such words a few years ago, but I don’t know when I never heard her say it again.

That night, her mask fell off, and it was a coincidence that the master of the national teacher saw it. The guy didn't say anything at first, and he didn't tell the priest until the last moment of the competition. Either admit defeat, or let the emperor and queen deal with her .

The priest surrendered.

The Great Diji had already grown up, and I don’t remember what happened when I was a child. After the Hui nationality, the priest moved into the elder hall, and the Great Diji was raised by a stricter maid. He saw the Great Diji several times from a distance, but the Great Diji Never saw him again, so don't know him now.

As for the three of Awei, Dadiji didn't even know each other.

Therefore, the task of capturing the Great Emperor Ji back to the clan originally had a great chance...if he didn't spend all his money.

The old man brought back his wandering thoughts, and glanced lightly at the national teacher outside. The master is such a villain, what kind of good things can he teach the apprentice?

Don't let him see the Great Emperor Ji. The old man said.

When they saw it, they couldn't catch Dadi Ji.

Qingyan and Yuegou took it for granted, but the Great Emperor Ji, who was supposed to be imprisoned in the ghost clan, appeared in a small village in Dazhou, and had children with Dazhou. It was rumored that the Nanzhao royal family was about to come out to be a demon again.

Da Diji can only be captured by them, no one else can think about it!

Yuegou asked, Grandma, what should we do? He will soon find the Yu family.

The village is so big, you can see the woman even if you look from room to room.

The old man snorted coldly: He thinks beautifully!

The old man told the two of his plans, and the three of them unanimously decided not to tell Ah Wei, the boy failed to accomplish anything, and let him meddle in it, which would only mess things up.

The plan of the three is very simple. Didn't the national teacher come to find Mrs. Yu? Then just give him Mrs. Yu!

Qingyan went to Yu's house first, Yu Shaoqing went to the mine, Jiang's went to visit, and Xiao Tie Dan was practicing calligraphy in the house. This was the homework assigned by the old man. Went to class.

The national teacher came to the Ding family's new house and asked, Excuse me, is it the Yu family?

Little Tiedan put down his pen and walked out: Yes! This is my home! Who are you?

The national teacher has already inquired clearly that there is a six or seven-year-old younger brother in Yu Wan's family, and it seems to be this child. The facial features of Xiao Tiedan follow Yu Shaoqing, not at all like Jiang's.

The national teacher asked, Is your mother here?

Little Tiedan said: Not here! She's gone out!

Do you know where you went? the national teacher asked.

I know, are you looking for Mrs. Yu? I'll take you there.

A refined and elegant young man came over.

Little Tiedan's eyes lit up: Brother Qingyan!

Qingyan is neither a Gu master nor a wizard, there is nothing suspicious about him, at most he has a little martial arts, but he is perfectly suppressed, he looks no different from an ordinary accountant.

The national teacher arched his hands at him.

Qing Yan returned a salute, and smiled politely: Are you here to do business with the Yu family? Then you are right to find Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Yu had better talk.

The national teacher responded vaguely.

Qingyan patted Tiedan's head: Have you finished the homework assigned by the old man?

Little Tiedan stuck out his tongue, and hurried back to the house to catch up with his homework.

Please lead the way. The national teacher said to Qingyan.

Qingyan twitched his fingers at him: I am the accountant of the workshop, Mrs. Yu trusts me very much, and I can raise the price for you later.

If the folks here are too enthusiastic, they will be suspicious. If they want to earn extra money, everything is justified. The national teacher took out an ingot.

Qingyan put it in his arms, and stretched out his hand to him, the national teacher took out another ingot.

Only then did Qingyan show a satisfied look, and led the national teacher to the back mountain.

Madam Yu is digging wild vegetables in the back mountain. Qingyan said without changing his expression.

Madam Yu is indeed digging wild vegetables in the back mountain, but it is not Madam Yu from the third house, but from the eldest house.

Aunt Luo, Aunt Luo next door, Aunt Bai at the entrance of the village, and Cui Hua'er from Orion's family squatted on the ground to dig wild vegetables, and picked some wild fruits along the way. In the future, this mountain will be mined. I don't know if anyone has dug it. , Dig more now.

The few people were digging in full swing, and they didn't notice that someone was coming not far away.

Qingyan paused, waved his hand and pointed: The one in the green gown is Mrs. Yu.

The aunt's status is extraordinary, her clothes are more expensive than ordinary village women, and she looks like a good material. Although the age of the aunt is almost forty, she has taken good care of herself recently, her face is radiant, her complexion is rosy, and she looks younger. Years old, really seems to be in his early thirties.

Coincidentally at this time, Yuegou casually came up the path on the other side, and greeted the auntie loudly: Mrs. Yu!

The eldest aunt has long been used to being called Mrs. Yu, so she raised her head when she heard that, Second Brother Awei, you went up the mountain too?

Seeing that the aunt answered Mrs. Yu, the national teacher believed most of Qing Yan's words, but suddenly thought of something, the national teacher asked: I heard that the Yu family has two wives.

Are you looking for Da Furen? Qingyan was surprised, You said it earlier! I will take you to see her! But, for the sake of collecting your money, let me remind you that Da Furen didn't The third lady is so talkative, if you want to do business, you still have to find the third lady!

The national teacher didn't really want to meet any lady, but just wanted to make sure if this was Yu Wan's biological mother.

After all, the national teacher is a very cautious person, and the words of Qingyan alone are not enough for him to fully believe. At this time, an old man with a medicine basket on his back stepped over and said in an old and hoarse voice: Why are you still here? What about here? Xiaofeng is looking for you! You don’t need to go to the workshop anymore?”

Cough! Qingyan cleared his throat, and said to the national teacher, Young master is looking for me, I should go to the workshop, do you want to talk about business? Hurry up.

Who is he? the old uncle asked, pointing to the national teacher.

The national teacher said: I'm passing by.

The old man waved his hands strangely, and knelt down to pick wild fruits.

Go ahead, I'll go find Mrs. Yu myself, said the national teacher.

All right, let me tell you the market price. Qingyan reported the supply price of stinky tofu and sour bamboo shoots to the ear of the national teacher, It's not so low outside, don't say I told you!

Doing a full set of plays, Qingyan went down the mountain as if he was rushing to work after he had done enough tricks.

The national teacher looked at the old uncle beside him and asked, I want to ask you something.

What? The old man raised his head blankly.

Who is that person? The national teacher pointed to the eldest aunt.

Little Jiang, Yu Sanlang's daughter-in-law. The old uncle looked at him strangely, Why are you asking about her?

The national teacher said: No, I want to do business. I heard that her daughter married into the capital. Is it true?

Why isn't that true? Go and ask her! the old uncle said angrily.

At this point, the last trace of doubt in the heart of the national teacher is gone, that girl just looks like the Great Diji, in fact she has nothing to do with the Great Diji, everything is just his worrying too much.

The national teacher turned around and went down the mountain.

The old man threw away the half-picked wild fruit, stood up nonchalantly, and straightened his stooped back.

It's not to blame that the national teacher is stupid. In fact, no one would have expected that there would be three masters of the ghost clan and a priest gathered in a poor village in Dazhou. Walking out of the village and returning to the capital, there has been no involvement since then.

But what the plan couldn't keep up with was the fact that Mrs. Jiang came out of the old house! It only takes one more turn to meet the national teacher who is going down the mountain!

The complexions of the old man and Yuegou changed at the same time, it was too late to stop any of them, Mrs. Jiang turned the corner, and the national teacher went down the mountain.

Like this, let's get lucky first, let the qi go away from the dantian, and then punch! In the backyard of the Zhao family, A Wei, who finally fed the three little fat boys, began to teach the little fat boys martial arts.

He punched, and the little fat boys punched. After teaching them once, he let the little fat boys practice by themselves, and the little fat boys looked at him cutely.

Ah Wei sighed, and held his forehead in distress. It was only ninety-nine and eighty-one, and he couldn't remember it. His apprentice was most likely a good-for-nothing.

The little fat boy who was trashed: ...

If you are not good at martial arts, then practice lightness kung fu.

Back then when Ah Wei practiced qinggong, his master threw them off the cliff. Considering that they were useless, Ah Wei decided to just throw them off the roof.

A Wei used lightness kung fu to lift the three little fat boys up to the roof, and then threw them down.

Before the little fat boys realized what was going on, they fell freely with a bang.

Mrs. Jiang passed the alley between the Zhao family and the Zhang family at this time, and the national teacher also turned into the alley at this time. Seeing that the two were about to meet, a little fat boy fell down and hit him with a thud. The head of the national teacher.

The national teacher was smashed and fell to the ground. Just as he was about to get up, another little fat boy fell down.

It climbed up for the third time, and the third little fat boy also fell down.

After being hit three times by the fat boy with full tonnage in succession, the national teacher felt that his brains were about to shatter.

Mrs. Jiang walked over to the other end of the alley.

The national teacher and the Great Emperor Ji missed each other.

Ah Wei didn't expect that he would hit people when he taught his apprentice light kung fu. As the number one villain of the ghost clan, it is his duty to do evil, but it would be bad if he let Grandma know. Otherwise, just leave him here alone and not let him go back to the ghost clan.

A Wei made the biggest decision in his life: he wants to save him!

As long as he is saved, Grandma won't blame him!

A Wei carried the national teacher into the house.

The three little fat boys stalked after him.

The national teacher had concussions from the three little fat boys, and A Wei was so shaken that he passed out directly.

It was already late when the national teacher woke up, and the dim twilight came in through the window lattice. The three little fat boys were guarding him in the room, and fell asleep lying on the table.

He didn't notice the little fat boy on the side, he just wondered where it was.

Suddenly, the sound of conversation came from the backyard.

Grandma, he's awake.

The national teacher paused, are you talking about him? Did you know he opened his eyes before he came over? What kind of master does this have to be? Wait, the voice seems familiar, but my brain hurts too much, and I can't remember who it is.

Wake up when you wake up, no fuss.

It was the voice of the old man.

What now? Are you going to kill him?

It is the voice of youth.

The national teacher's eyebrows twitched!

Immediately afterwards, the national teacher heard the old man say again: You can kill it, or you can not kill it. As you get older, you can't sell it for a lot of money, but you look good.

The national teacher touched his face, of course he looks good, he is the most beautiful man in the national teacher hall! If it was said that the national teacher still had a little doubt before, now he is absolutely sure that they are talking about him!

So did some thieves catch me?

The old man said: Keep the young ones in the car, kill the old ones first.

He even arrested his coachman! Still discussing killing him first? !

The national teacher still has some concussions, and he can't use his supernatural powers. He is not the opponent of this group of thieves. He understands that he can't stay any longer, otherwise he will be killed by these people. The national teacher lifted the quilt and held it down. head, and staggered out.

It was completely dark.

Over there, Qingyan guessed that the national teacher should be awake, and went to the bedroom with the pheasant hunted by Ah Wei, but found that the national teacher had already left.

Eh? Why are you leaving? I want to kill an old hen to make up for you. Qingyan walked towards his carriage strangely, and hugged the little chick on it.

The national teacher was so frightened that he fled as if reincarnated. He fell and bumped, his nose was bruised, his lips were blue, and his body was covered with bruises. He finally ran out of the village. Come over and knock him into the air with a bang.

Unexpectedly, Ying Thirteen would rush out of the village entrance: ...

Brought a bitter tear for the national teacher \\(≧▽≦)/, ask for a wave of monthly tickets, little fat boy waiting for everyone's input~

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