Domestic koi little doctor's wife

Chapter 127 Chapter 127

The other named Zhao Bajin smiled and said, "I know who Tianbao's daughter-in-law is. She is the shopkeeper of the Yaxue Vermicelli Shop. She is not only beautiful, but also has excellent cooking skills."

Another person continued: "Not only is she good at cooking, but also medical. I have personally seen her save people in the street."

"My God, Tianbao married some kind of fairy lady. She is good-looking, good at cooking, and also good at medicine." Pan Ye stared at the stars with envy, and tugged at Li Fengjun's sleeve, "Does your wife have any sisters or sisters?" What?"

It turned out that everyone was curious about what Li Fengjun's daughter-in-law looked like, and of course they had seen Wang Luohua. After all, the duck blood vermicelli store is so famous, and the town is not big.

Regardless of whether they have seen it or not, they all ran over and quietly hid aside to watch the excitement.

Li Fengjun giggled and said, "Yes."

Pan Ye's eyes lit up: "Then introduce me, brother."

Li Fengjun laughed and said, "My sister is only six years old."

Pan Ye's face collapsed, and he stared at Li Fengjun with a small resentful look, then at the bun he was holding in his hand; "Tianbao, I think you should comfort my wounded heart properly."

After finishing speaking, he pouted at Baozi again.

"I think it's beautiful. This is a gift from my wife and I will save it for dinner."

"Look..." Pan Ye looked at everyone, "This guy is stingy."

"That's right, Tianbao, you're really too stingy. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun with others, and it's better to eat with others than to eat alone."

"Yes, yes, it is better to eat alone than to eat together."

Several people rushed forward and fought in a hustle. Li Fengjun stuffed it repeatedly, but only stuffed a small part of it into his mouth, and the rest was snatched.

Pan Ye took a bite and praised repeatedly: "The taste of this steamed stuffed bun is really amazing. How can your wife's cooking skills be so good?"

"This is what my mother-in-law did."

"Ah?" Pan Ye's eyes widened in surprise, "It turns out that your mother-in-law is also so good at cooking. It's strange that your daughter-in-law is good at cooking. Tianbao, you are so happy. Why don't you introduce your mother-in-law..."

He raised an eyebrow at him.

The corners of Li Fengjun's mouth twitched: "You are a pervert, how dare you miss my mother-in-law!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his fist and was about to hit him. Pan Ye smiled while hiding, "Where are you going, I don't lack a wife, I lack a...stepmother."

"Well, you still think about my mother-in-law as your stepmother!"

He chased after Pan Ye and beat Pan Ye until he repeatedly begged for mercy, and the people beside him stood there laughing.

"Who is making such a loud noise here!"

Suddenly, there was a cold shout, and everyone saw a slender man with a serious face, about forty years old, coming over. He was the strictest gentleman in the academy, and he happened to be surnamed Yan. Character.

He is as famous as he is, even stricter than Wen Zhinian, who is famous for his strictness, not only strict, but also pedantic and stubborn.

It is said that likes flock together and likes divide. He and Wen Zhinian are strict people, but they dislike each other. The two have disputes over teaching matters, which makes curator He Lanhong very upset.

For example, Wen Zhinian thinks that Li Fengjun's articles are well written, innovative and unique, every word is accurate, and they are better than the students in Class A.

Serious but considered sharp and extreme, grandstanding, far less good than Li Fengqiu's well-behaved articles from class A.

Of course, he has to admit that Li Fengjun is indeed a little clever, but he likes to take the edge too much.

Such a person who always likes to walk on the edge of the cliff will one day slip and fall off the cliff and be smashed to pieces.

He has been teaching at Mingde Academy for ten years, and even if the students under him are not talented and won fame, they are still well-behaved and knowledgeable in literature and etiquette.

He deeply felt that this Li Fengjun might be a disgrace to his teaching career.

Seeing Li Fengjun taking the lead in making trouble, his already dark face turned even darker, and he blew his beard and stared angrily, saying, "It's not proper!"

Originally, he wanted to tell them all to go back and copy the books for punishment, but just as Wen Zhinian came out in a hurry, he snorted coldly and walked away.

Wen Zhinian's face was full of anxiety, and he didn't notice him at all because his daughter had a sudden high fever because of the boy at home.

Seeing that Li Fengjun was there, he hurriedly ran forward and asked, "Fengjun, did Luohua girl come here just now?"

He didn't know Wang Luohua at first, and he didn't have any impression of her during the book shop competition last time. Later, He Lanhong invited him to eat duck blood vermicelli at the duck blood vermicelli shop, and he fell in love with duck blood vermicelli immediately.

He would go there whenever he was free, and sometimes he would take his youngest daughter Wen Youyi with him.

Wen Youyi only loves her jelly pudding.

Gradually, everyone became familiar with a lot.

"Yes, what's the matter, sir?"

"I'm in a hurry with her. How long has she been gone?"

"Just left, sir, there is still time to chase after him."

Wen Zhinian didn't have time to say anything, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Wang Luohua was worried that the store could not be separated from people, so she walked fast, and Wen Zhinian's chase almost reached the Yaxue Vermicelli Store.

Just in time, she went back to the store, put down the food basket, took the medicine box and followed Wen Zhinian away in a hurry.

Arriving at Wen's house, Wen Youyi went into convulsions due to high fever, but his wife mistakenly thought that the child had a fever and wanted to cover herself with a quilt to sweat.

Fortunately, Wang Luohua rushed there in time, and the child soon recovered. She prescribed the medicine and explained some precautions.

Mrs. Wen blamed herself, with tears in her eyes, sobbing as she looked at the drowsy little man lying on the bed.

"Okay, ma'am, Yi'er is fine." Wen Zhinian reached out to pat her on the shoulder, but he didn't reach out after all, and asked again, "Okay, why is Yi'er sick?"

Mrs. Wen turned her head to look at him with half resentment and half sadness, and accused, "You still know how to care about this family and Yi'er?"

Wen Zhinian's face suddenly looked a little ugly. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything when he saw Wang Luohua here, and he also blamed himself in his heart. He sighed softly and was about to comfort Mrs. Wen when suddenly Wen Youyi fell asleep in her sleep. began to cry.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The husband and wife were stunned, and Wang Luohua, who was about to say goodbye and leave, was also stunned.

Mrs. Wen was so frightened that she hugged Wen Youyi and patted her gently: "Yi'er is not afraid, mother is here, mother is here."

Wen Youyi immediately felt a sense of warmth and security, her body slowly relaxed, her little head arched into Mrs. Wen's arms, and she fell asleep again.

Wen Zhinian was startled and said, "Jin Niang, what is going on?"

Mrs. Wen looked at Wen Zhinian, then turned her head to look at Wang Luohua, frowned and said in doubt: "Speaking of which, I don't know what happened, and it's all because of my negligence."

She punched herself angrily, and continued, "Early this morning, Yi'er was clamoring to eat wontons and jelly pudding from Miss Wang's house, so I took her there. Yier disappeared, and I searched around anxiously, and after a while, I heard Yier's cry."

"..."

"She cried and told me that someone had killed someone over there. I was puzzled, and I wanted to go and have a look, but I was afraid. An older brother happened to pass by, so I asked him to go there together. Who knew that when we went to have a look, nothing happened. No blood either."

"..."

"But Yi'er cried and said that she saw someone killing someone, and there was a lot of blood. The older brother said that the child's eyes were clean, and I was afraid that something evil had happened. I was so scared that I hurriedly took her home. Not long after, Yi'er Get high fever."

As she said that, her eyes turned red, and she shed tears again, "It's all my fault for not keeping an eye on Yi'er, otherwise, she wouldn't have recruited evil spirits."

"There's nothing evil in this world!" Wen Zhinian didn't believe it at all, "Could it be that Yi'er really saw something."

Wang Luohua doesn't believe that there is any evil in this world, but some things are really unclear, for example, every time something happens, the Pisces pendant on her chest will always be faintly hot, and she can still dream about the future something to happen.

She couldn't explain these things clearly.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Mrs. Wen say, "How is it possible? That elder brother and I went over to see for real. Nothing happened at all."

Wen Zhinian asked: "Where is the place Yi'er mentioned?"

"It's the northernmost end of Chicken and Goose Lane. It's a dead end over there."

"You take good care of Yi'er at home, I'll go and have a look."

He used to work in the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, and has developed a keen vigilance and habit. Even if he is just a teacher now, he still wants to find out the truth.

It's not that there have been no homicides before, and the four homicides in the deserted temple have not been investigated until now.

After speaking, he looked at Wang Luohua again, "Girl Luohua, you know medicine, how about..." He hesitated for a moment, but said, "Come with me to have a look."

"it is good."

……

In July, the fire is burning, and the sun is in the sky.

The wind passed through the secluded alley, blowing on people's bodies was very cool. Some people came out to sit at the door of the houses on both sides to enjoy the cool, doing homework, and some people simply moved out the wicker chairs and lay down on the wicker chairs for a nap.

The rattan chair swayed, making a pleasant and slow creaking sound.

Suddenly, several children held colorful windmills and ran happily past.

Behind him, he scolded and chased after the grandmother who was feeding him.

Not far away, there was a hawker's cry: "Candied haws, candied haws..."

Everything seems to be very peaceful.

(End of this chapter)