Jiaohua

Chapter 551 I Don't Like You (One More)
Xia Zhaoyi came back early, but when she passed the upper stream of Taoxi, she was blocked by someone.

Liu Xianbao came to her with the pheasant that had been tossed repeatedly but was still alive. A large group of tanned teenagers hid nearby laughing and laughing, staring at them from afar.

Xia Zhaoyi was holding buns and steamed buns packed in oiled paper, and Lao Tong's favorite thousand-layer shortbread. She looked at the shy boy with a hippie smile in front of her, and listened patiently to the other party's support. He faltered and didn't interrupt him.

After listening quietly for a long time, seeing Liu Xianbao stop waiting for her to speak, Xia Zhaoyi said: "You are finished."

An overly calm tone, as if a basin of water was pouring over his head.

Liu Xianbao nodded awkwardly.

"How old is this year?"

"Seventeen."

"Well," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Take this pheasant home, don't come to me in the future, and don't wait for me here, I don't like you."

Embarrassed, Liu Xianbao quickly said, "That's because you don't know me. I'm a very nice person. I sing very well. From now on, I can sing to you every day."

"I don't like listening to music, and I'm not interested in knowing what you are like." Xia Zhaoyi glanced at the boys in the distance, and said, "If you meet a girl you like again in the future, it's best not to use this method. , it's very rude."

Liu Xianbao's black face was blushing, his color was bright, he paused, and muttered: "You, since you don't like me and don't want to be with me, don't worry about me so much..."

Xia Zhaoyi pursed his lips and smiled dryly, and said, "I didn't care, because I felt offended, so that's all I said, and I'm leaving."

The spring day in March was still cold, and Liu Xianbao watched the girl leave, feeling ashamed that his whole body was on fire, as if he could only relax by jumping into the stream.

Zhi Changle sat on the big rock next to the intersection of the Sancha small road, with a weed in his mouth, shaking his feet in boredom.

Finally seeing the girl's figure, Zhi Changle jumped off, hurried over and said, "Ali! You're back!"

"I met a few nasty brats," Xia Zhaoyi said, "You are here..."

"Here comes a little girl who is about your age," Zhi Changle said, "She claims to be Pan, and she comes from the Pan family in Ningzhou, and her name is Pan Shuyi. Leave her behind."

"Did she say anything?"

"She just said that she wanted to come to Qingque Pavilion, and heard your name from Xiao Lu and Mr. Yanhui by mistake, and followed Xiao Lu all the way here, so she didn't say what she asked specifically."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."

"Oh, by the way," Zhi Changle said, following her, "It seems that she stayed by the river last night, and now she is sick from the cold."

"Is it serious?" Xia Zhaoyi said.

"It looks serious, but she doesn't say anything when you ask her, and she answers only a few sentences. It looks timid."

"En." Xia Zhaoyi responded.

Before entering the small courtyard, he heard a violent cough.

Pushing open the door and going in, I saw Zhi Li just coming out of the kitchen holding a bowl of hot soup, while Lao Tong was drying bedding on the other side of the courtyard.

Looking up and seeing Xia Zhaoyi coming back, Zhili and Lao Tong called her at the same time.

Pan Shuyi sat cramped at the stone table, trying to hold back her cough, her face turned red, and she called out a more violent cough.

"You don't have to bear it," Zhili put down the soup bowl and said, "You can drink it when it's cold."

Pan Shuyi nodded and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Zhili waved his hand, indicating no need, and looked at Xia Zhaoyi who was approaching: "Little sister, her name is Pan Shuyi."

Xia Zhaoyi said "Yes", and handed the food in his arms to Zhi Changle, and asked him to take it to the kitchen first, then turned to Old Tong, and called him to the kitchen for dinner.

"Miss Xia..." Pan Shuyi looked at Xia Zhaoyi and said.

"Just call me Ali," Xia Zhaoyi sat down opposite her, and smiled slightly, "Can I give you a pulse?"

Pan Shuyi nodded timidly, and rolled up her sleeves. Seeing the dirty black mud on her wrist, she shrank back, trying to put down her sleeves.

"It doesn't matter," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Let me see."

Pan Shuyi glanced at her, and had no choice but to raise her forearm again, her head drooping extremely low.

Old Tong dried the quilt and went to the kitchen. Because he and Zhi Changle had a lot of food, Xia Zhaoyi bought a lot of food every time.

Picking up a bun, Lao Tong took a bite and looked outside the courtyard, saying, "We've been walking around like this for several years, and we haven't met any old acquaintances."

"This is not an acquaintance." Zhi Changle also bit the bun, leaning aside and said, "I don't even know A Li."

"An old friend?"

Zhi Changle shook his head, not knowing.

Four years ago, the old man asked Xia Zhaoyi and Zhili to go on a tour. The old patriarch Pei found the two of them and asked them to follow Xia Zhaoyi and take care of them on the way.

They have changed several places in the past four years, but they have never gone back to see the old man, nor have they met anyone they knew before.

Xia Zhaoyi sent out many letters, but in the current troubled times, letters are too inconvenient, so he only communicated with Zhao Ning several times for no other reason, because Zhao Ning has cultivated a large group of top-grade pigeons.

Lu Ningjin accidentally contacted them because of Qingque Pavilion, and Lu Ningjin was also the first old friend they met in the past four years.

At present, Miss Pan can be considered to have met by mistake.

Xia Zhaoyi wrote two prescriptions. There are many medicinal herbs in their small courtyard, but there are still more medicinal herbs that need to be bought in the pharmacy. Need a shower.

Seeing Zhili and Zhi Changle leave, Pan Shuyi said awkwardly: "I have caused you trouble since I came here."

"No trouble," Xia Zhaoyi said, "What's your relationship with Pan Naifeng?"

"My father calls him cousin, and he is my cousin."

"You were still young when the accident happened."

"Well, my grandfather once rescued a female gentleman of mine in a women's school. When something happened at home, my husband rescued me and took me to Youzhou. Later, when King Dacheng captured Youzhou, my husband and I got separated. I don't know if my husband is still alive. I have been looking for her for a long time but failed. Later, I heard that Qingque Pavilion has something magical. gone."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded and said, "Then you talked to Qingque Pavilion?"

"I don't have any money... So, Miss Xia, do you need a maid? Or a book boy is also possible. I can read a lot and can write articles. I..."

"No," Xia Zhaoyi said, "but if you are short of money, I can lend it to you and pay it back within five years. How much do you want?"

"Five years..." Pan Shuyi was stunned, "Is it so long?"

"No interest charged," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "Don't worry about that."

(End of this chapter)